Gracefully Falling Down

I read a lot of blogs. I have no idea why I haven't started writing one until now. Well, I guess I did a while back, but that was a wedding planning blog on a wedding website, and that doesn't really apply anymore (Woo! Married 3 months already!!)

Anywho, I joke that I'm going to write a book one day about the crazy transformation that was my Christian conversion. I got a lot to say, let me tell ya! A book seems slightly intimidating though, doesn't it?

Maybe we'll just start here and see what happens...


We'll start with the "About Me" I wrote but was apparently too many characters for this blog's tiny mind to comprehend.

I've been through a lot of "phases" in my life. I've changed my taste in music (Country, Rap, Top 40's, Viking Metal, Folk... just to name a few), my taste in clothes (I honestly once described my style as "princess Jasmine" You know- super baggy pants, and an itty bitty shirt? Give me a break, I was in grade 8) , and my "philosophy" on life more times than I can count. I've also used WAY too many "absolute" statements in my days. "I will never___" "I hate___" I used to consider this a character flaw - Why couldn't I just find my identity already?? I'm sick of feeling like a hypocrite because I changed my mind! Why did I desperately want everything to be black and white?

I grow EVERYday. I learn EVERYday. I change my mind, and I do it often. Just when I think I have myself figured out, God seems to teach me something new, so I figure I'll just give up on trying to be the same, and give in to being molded and changed. Sometimes I'll fall down, but I'll do it with God's grace.

So I guess you could say I've changed my mind about changing my mind? Ouch. My brain hurts a little now.