Praying time.

Let me tell you a story...

One night about three months ago I was having a phone conversation with someone I often refer to as my best friend. She was telling me all about the display for a Christian camp that was covered in pictures of the one I often refer to as my brother. We had both brilliantly come up with the idea of working at this camp all summer so that we would have a chance to get away from home for a bit and could for once in our life be close to one another.

At this time the best friend was attending bible school at a place called Cannon Beach. We were set and excited for attending this camp, but as time progressed and we kept putting off the application process.

While all of this was happening she was constantly getting pestered by her bible school friends to stay and work at the beach all summer instead. Then during one of our many conversations I had a thought. One good question of a thought.

Why DON'T we work at the beach this summer?

Needless to say, a summer spent by the ocean was a bit more appealing than chasing after hundreds of children and living in a dorm packed full of teenagers. It was decided.

Somehow our parents agreed, the best friend found a classmate renting a house and looking for roommates at a simple $275 a month, and over spring break we were on a mission for employment. By the end of the week I had become the future employee of Cannon Beach Clothing Co.

A summer at the beach it was.

Now for the bump in the road. Since this time, as the result of bad timing and some miscommunications I have no place to live.

A job + no place to live = problem.

The best friend was happily able to find two great jobs and an amazing place to live. She is currently spending her days backing up trailers, selling home decor with an amazing group of ladies, and learning to longboard down the streets of both CB and Seaside. Happy days galore.

But unfortunately, I am not able to stay with her based off of my minor status and some sort of liability that creates? I don't know what that's about either.

So as a result there is now a sort, handwritten and humble note posted in the middle of the local church's community board with my name and number on it. I'm hoping that I will find a good place to live with one of the families located in the town. Otherwise my summer plans will change to one filled with screen-printing classes at school and days working at Panera, not a necessarily bad outcome but not the beach either.

Funnily enough, I'm not really worried about it, it just is what it is. It's like I have an amount of peace over the whole ordeal, and I know that if I go, or if I stay it will be a good summer. Maybe it has to do with the study of Nehemiah we are having in Sunday School. Hearing about his amazing example of not only prayer, but action and plan and leadership is extremely motivating and a great comfort to me.

Anyway, I have till the end of May to find somewhere to live or I have to let Cannon Beach Clothing Co. know I won't be coming after all. Until then its prayer, day in and day out, and I would really appreciate a prayer or two from all you wonderful people!

Thanks for listening to that novel of a story.

Happy Friday my loves.

Godspeed and Sweet Dreams. <3 Becfola

Blessings

In this moment, with the sunshine beaming through my window and after a night filled with seven hours of good sleep(following a night of two hours) I can't help but feeling uncommonly blessed.

I am blessed with a wonderful world God made for us and the variety of life it is home to.

I am blessed with good food. Avocado, goat cheese and spinach grilled cheese sandwiches to be specific.

I am blessed with the challenges that God puts in front of me everyday. They help me face the world I live in and  to stop running away or hiding from so many things. 

I am so very blessed with the gift God has given me, and that I get to go to school and create goats out of crayons.  That I still have so much to learn. That everyday he teaches me a little more about beauty, and that someday I will be able to create things that I might be just a little more proud to present in His honor.  

I am blessed because of the color in the world. Color that I get to use it to bring life to every moment.

I am blessed with amazing people. With the smiles and the love that they create. People are what bring me out of the walls I build up, my fear is what shuts me in.

I am blessed with writing classes that make me a stronger thinker and that remind me how much I love clothes. 

I am blessed with Sunday School lessons on Nehemiah filled with prayer, planning, faith, and countless conversations on Zac Efron, movies, and Jackson family wall building techniques. 

I am blessed with music, future concerts with friends or fathers, and friends playing in future concerts.

I am blessed with a family I love, that forgive me when I treat them awful.

I am blessed with an amazing soul of a bestfriend who keeps me at least a little bit sane as my world falls apart around me.

I am blessed with a messy room that in all its chaos is still full of love and tokens cheering me on through every work filled day. 

I am blessed by every amazing artist I have had the opportunity to learn from. I learn so much from them without even realizing.

 I am blessed by documentaries that are full of the most inspirational people who give me the hope that I can live out every dream that God has given me and still go to church to worship His name every Sunday morning for the rest of my life. 

I am blessed with a far away bestfriend who come home in five weeks. 

No day is filled with only sunshine and daisies. Everyday, every moment has a bump in the road. But turning around and facing my problems, accepting them, giving them to God and then moving forward has let me see the love and direction found all around me. 

Happy Wednesday my loves.

Godspeed and sweet dreams. <3 Becfola.