When your Seventeen

Last night I was sitting by my window, starring at the city stars and pouring out my soul to God.  My mind was in a million different places. But my heart was on fire. I was full of thanksgiving for my LORD. I think lately I have appericated my Church and my home more. When I was little, I thought it was annoying how my mom kept me from watching TV or going to public school. I hated it how she used to only let me listen to christian music and not read all of the popular books. But now I love her for doing that. She kept me from a world of sin. That doesn't mean I wasn't exposed to things and the older I got the more I saw of our fallen world. I was thankful my mom had kept me far away and not let me be exposed to things.
When your seventeen, your supposed to have a boyfriend some people would say. Clearly, that's not me. But you know what? I am content. One hindred percent content with my singleness. Of course I want to get married. But I don't mind waiting for the perfect guy. I'm thankful I know God and sumit and fear hom instead of this world. Cause we live in a world where teenagers are having sex and doing such. When your seventeen, that's not right. WE should spend our teenage years growing close to God and serving him. Then we are mature, we can court and then get married.

When your seventeen, purity is super hard. But it's so worth it, friend.

Lots of Love, Maya Moore

Does it Matter What We Put In Our Brains?(a guest post by Casey Herringshaw)

Does it Matter What We Put In Our Brains?

It’s our music. It’s the movies we watch. The books we read. Our culture is Harry Potter and Twilight.

My heart grieves to see today’s teens screaming over the actor in Twilight (what is his name??) as he walks the red carpet. Plastering their walls with the darkness of Harry Potter or cramming their brains with non-God honoring material.

We become what we consume.

Consume filth and you will ultimately become filth.

I know, it’s a lot harsher than what a lot of people want to hear, but it’s a message that must be told. Though we might ‘promise’ ourselves we will forget the bad words, the inappropriate scenes and only read the story for the thrill of a good story, soon our minds won’t give that excuse any longer.

And you’ll be reaching for the erotica, the baseness of human literature, music or movies without stopping to realize what you are viewing is not God-honoring.

We become what we consume.

We are in the world, we should not BECOME the world. When we consume the ugly and indecent, we forget why God has put us on this earth: to share His good news.

More often than not we spread His good news through our actions. And which speaks louder: reading the latest erotica romance as you wait in the airport (or other public/private place) or a Christian novel or your Bible?

Actions speak louder than words. The books on our shelves, music we sing, movies we watch, tell the people around us about who we are and what we value.

Why would you tempt the devil in pressuring your weaknesses, in sending signals to the wrong people by your choices? However private you might think them to be.

We should be held to higher standards. BE held to higher standards. CHOOSE higher standards.

Yes I did mean to state that three times. Let it sink deep within you and take firm root.

We have so many options at our fingertips. God has given us authors, Christian artists in all industries of movies, books and music that can fill and lift us up with His love while still telling a good story.

We are surrounded by evil because of our fallen world. We shouldn’t take part in that evil.

We become what we consume.

So let’s consume CHRIST.

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                                              Casey would like to offer a novel by one of her favorite Christian fiction authors, MaryLu Tyndall Surrender the Dawn. To be entered to win, leave a comment for why YOU think it’s so important to keep our minds clean and pure for God.

Casey Herringshaw is a homeschool graduate and has been writing since high school. She lives in rural Eastern Oregon in a town more densely populated with cows than people. Taking the words and stories God has placed on her heart and putting them on paper is one of her highest passions in life. Casey is a member of ACFW. You can connect with her through her personal blog, Writing for Christ and her writing related group blog, The Writer's Alley

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Concerning Purity...

Purity--why in the world does it matter? Well, for one it's biblical!

Another reason? Don't you want to save that for marriage? Who doesn't want to walk down the isle at their wedding, and give the gift of purity to their husband, saying "I waited for you!"

All this time, You will wait. But, girl, it's going to be worth every minute.

The other day, I was sitting outside at twilight. I was reading Passion and Purity by Elisabeth Elliot. I realized just how important all of this is. You want to walk down the isle at your wedding day, pure. Like how Christ Church is his bride, coming for him, pure. You want to be beautiful. You want to shine on the inside.

You don't want to feel guilt on that day...or betrayed.

 Let marriage be held in honor among all ● Hebrews 13:4

Finding Joy

I find Joy in sunsets on the beach where I live

I find Joy in being seventeen. Simply because I want to be nothing else.



I find Joy in the fact me Mom has postposed me starting school til september. One: because I'm a senior and have already done most of my highschool credits and Two: because of the weather!!!

I find Joy In flowers and bees. And Pollen. And Vines.

I find joy in cupcakes(that is my favorite sentance ever).



I find joy in my five year old brother playing

I find Joy in sundresses and barefeet.



I find Joy in this song.

and singing it over and over to annoy my brother

I find Joy in jumping For JOY!!

I find Joy in love stories in Movies Like Tangled and the Lion King

I find Joy in reading blogs like this

I find Joy in reading about my savior

I find Joy in sisters of chirst.

I find Joy in blogging.

I find Joy in sharing the gospel.

What do you find joy in???

Maya

True Love Stories

would you mind going over to Melanies and reading her post about true love?It's lovely.

“True love stories never have endings.”-Richard Bach

A few years ago my sister came home from college and annonced that she had offically decided to court and not to date. Courtship. It was something I had never heard of. When I think of courtship I think of old couples from the 1800's riding in carriages or animals. Not of couples nowadays. Not of my sister especially. But the more I pondered this descion, I wondered where I stood. I wondered if I should choose to court. My sister soon started courting a great guy named David. The More I observed this the more I realized how far our culture is from true love. We run from it. We find true Love is flirting and ungodly relationships. that's not love.

He is Love.

We have run so far away from love. We have been decived. We have been cheated. I believe courtship is something that we can treasure because people don't go too far too fast. People look to the gospel in their relationships. That is almost unheard of nowadays.

So I choose to court one day. One day when my future husband comes into my life. He might not come on a white horse and probably won't be a prince, but he will be to me.

Love is is a misused term. We say we love things. We don't mean. What do we really love?

I love my savior. I love my future husband.

I love other things, but the things above are the things I truly Love.

Life is a journey looking for love. Find it in Him. Not in wordly passions. Find the Love.

The city that never sleeps...

I have just come back from an awesome trip with my friend Sophie, her family, and my friend Lauren. To NEW YORK!! New York, New York, It's awesome.

Things I Love about New York:

• sunset there! It's heavenly
• the random people you see
• the subways
• the vendors
• the lights at night
• BROADWAY
• the guitar subway players
• the fact that Frank Sinatra music is stuck in your head.
• how bad your feet hurt
• pizza..it's huge
• bakerys
• central park!!!
• Time Square

• this:

• people walking their dogs
• the taxi's
• dancing in New York rain
• the empire state building

The following is simply pictures that I didn't take.



bye!!

Carry me home

picture from this blog

THE LORD WILL CARRY ME HOME

1. Upon the shore, I walked with Him at even
And I looked back upon the path we'd trod
And in the sand I traced our way at even
And I was glad I'd walked through life with God:
For side by side we'd journeyed through together
All through the world's wide wilderness of care
And side by side we'd journeyed through to even:
Safe at his side the Lord my God had brought me here.

2. But in my joy I caught a strain of sadness
To give me pause when thinking of my way
For on the shore I saw he'd left me lonely
When I had most the need of him to stay:
When I was tried he'd left me worn and wandering,
He'd left me lone when I was fighting fears,
He'd let me tread the steepest slopes in solitude
Before he came back to my side to dry my tears.

3. But then the Lord drew near to me in comfort
And in his tenderness he made it plain
That in the times when dread and darkness threatened
He was my shield and shelter from the pain:
For on his shoulders he was gently bearing
And on his shoulders I from harm was free:
The single trace of footprints of the Master,
The single trace of footprints shows he carried me.

4. So on the shore I walk with Him at even;
I face the latter days of life secure,
For if my pilgrimage reserves me sorrow
The footprints show that He is strong and sure:
If I am near the gates of heaven weary,
No longer strong enough to stride alone
The footprints show that he is there to carry me:
The footprints show the Lord my God will bear me home.

--Dr Robert A Atkins

Alas, I am simply a traveler on a journey home. My life is a trainride, coming soon to my destination. I am put here on earth to give praise and glory to God, but my true home it not here. It is far, far, far, away, yet so close I can touch it. Life is but a breath and then it is gone, so why not prepare for our true home as we embark on this journey God have blessed us with.

My home is not here.

My home is with God.

Heaven is my true home.

Goodbye summer?

Only two  more weeks of summer break. Only two more simple weeks.

Weeks to relax, go to the beach. Calm down, enjoy lofe. Spend time with God.

Time to dance in the rain, to sing songs, to drink lemonade, to go to bed late after watching black and white movies with friends.

Time to smell roses, to go surfing, to teach swim lessons to three year olds, to read historical fiction, to watch superhero movies with friends, to giggle, to climb trees, to talk to my thirteen year old sister, to

fun nights with friends at harbor town.

An advantage of living on an island? weekends still mean beach outings late into fall. Even in Winter, well go for beach walks, and cold swims.

Two more weeks to read blogs I love and wear sundresses in bare feet.

Salt water is my love. burying my feet in sand. and I love sunsets.

What are you doing in your last precious summer moments?

Maya