He is Risen!!!

Today, was a great day!  I went to pick up my Goddaughter and took her to church this morning, she was so excited to go.  We had breakfast at the church and waited for the Easter egg hunt to start.  There were too many eggs for the kids, who would have thought?  All the kids had small baskets and they were filled to the brim and then some.  Afterwards, when church began, she really seemed to enjoy the music, she was tapping her feet and clapping her hands, it was cute!  There was a plain wooden cross at the beginning, and during the service, everyone came and put flowers on it, it was so beautiful and she stayed up there pretty much the whole time, helping to flower the cross it was very very pretty.  Seeing Easter in the eyes of a child, made the day even more special than it already was.  After church, we had lunch at my house, and hid the same 10 Easter eggs, at least 8 times.  “Inside Tia Amber, this time outside”, and so on and so forth.  I think it’s so very important for children to be excited about God, to have traditions, and to have a family bond.  Even if that family isn’t blood related, that bond is still there.  It was a beautiful day, up from the grave he arose! IMG_3906.JPGIMG_3923.JPG


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What a crazy last couple of days.  I babysat for the two boys I have been watching for a few years now, and goodness gracious I’m a little on the exhausted side!  The boys are 6 and soon to be 3, and I had to get them through two days of their normal routine.  I’m not a parent yet, maybe one day, so I have to admit that there is a lot going on behind the scenes to get two youngsters ready and off to school.

I am an insomniac, not by any means a morning person, and I have been up at 5 am the last two days, but honestly just to hear the pitter patter of little feet in the morning, was just the sweetest little thing to wake up to.

Sending them off to school, I had some free time so I decided to source.  I went a little crazy, and spent over 2 hours in Goodwill, and leaving the store with a bag full of neat finds.  I’m still new to the ebay game, but I am hoping to at least double my money invested.  Today I stopped at another Goodwill as well as Value Village, and I think that I am done sourcing for awhile.  I can’t keep up when it comes to listing, and I don’t want to have a ton of inventory.  So, tomorrow I am off and I plan on getting some sort of organization to what I am doing here.   I’ve had a lot of good flips, and I am hoping for some more as well!  At this point, I have 31 listings posted, and 2 that are for sure selling, my goal is to have at least 50 tomorrow if not more.  Ebay allows me up to 100 listings at a time, so maybe that will be a goal in the near future.

I ran into my friend at the mall the other day that I hadn’t seen in almost a year, it has got me thinking, time is to short to be upset, to hold grudges, to not talk to someone that means a lot to you because life keeps moving.  That distance keeps growing until you don’t even know that person anymore.  I’m going to try to make more of an effort going forward.  I’m kind of tired of being mad at the world you know?  But, at the same time I think you kind of have to know when it’s not worth even trying to fix that distance, know what I mean?  I’m learning, however slowly that might be.

Tomorrow I start classes to join a new church, I am both excited and nervous about this because I’m shy, but I know it’ll be alright.  My parents and grandparents along with other family members were all married at this church so that is kind of cool.  Also Bible Study is tomorrow, so I think I will maybe go for a walk during the few hours in between the two.  I know there is a pretty decent coffee place nearby, a few places to source, but remember how I said I wasn’t going to source for awhile…I’m not going to source for awhile…I’M NOT.

To my favorite, lovely people, my readers that still care about what ever it is that I have on my mind, thank you.  I hope you all have a great week.  Get after what you want, and make it happen.



Why I left the church

So today, I went to Bible Study at the church that I have been frequenting on and off for the better part of a year or so.  The study focused on why people, millenials for the most part, are leaving the church.  There isn’t one specific reason as to why I left, or why others may have left, but discussing this in a group setting, really had me thinking, why did I leave?

I grew up in the Brethren Church, It’s what the Czechs brought over, Jan Hus was our founder, that’s all I got…Anyway, my great grandma was the one that took my sister and I to church.  For the most part, that was the only church we attended.  Then, I got to be older and started working on Sundays, and kind of stopped going, I really stopped going once she passed away, and I really never went back.

So why did I stop? Work, boyfriend, busy, life, excuse after excuse to tell you the truth.  I wasn’t getting anything out of it anymore, sad to admit it but I wasn’t.  It seems to me that I grew distant from my faith, distant from the church and it has taken me a decade or so to even begin to revisit when I lost that want to attend and be a part of an organized religion.  My dad was really sick during my high school years/college years, perhaps that played a large part too?  I’ll never forget the church of my childhood, the congregation that was made up of the older generation where a lot of those members felt like grandparents and extended family, but at some point that all changed, and it’s hard to pinpoint why exactly I left…or why anyone leaves.

I have a tendency to be very shy, like on the verge of socially awkward in public situations, and that keeps me from going out and exploring on my own, more than I would like to admit.  When I don’t find myself comfortable in a situation, or a place, I either never attend, or I remove myself completely from the equation.  Perhaps that is the real reason I left, I didn’t feel comfortable anymore.  But, I am trying to teach myself to step out of that comfort zone of isolation, and not be so scared or shy to where I can’t experience new things, new churches and instead of asking myself why I left the church, or feeling ashamed or embarrassed about leaving, actively seek out a new place of worship.  Time and time again, I have been telling myself that this is what I am missing, the missing link if you will.  Tonight I felt really comfortable, and even spoke up, which again kind of a big deal for me.  I am challenging myself to go this Sunday, Mamaw or no Mamaw.  She is an excellent crutch, but I have to find my own way, and the vibes of this place are good.  I am excited to see where this particular path takes me.