
Janaina Medeiros
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By Grace Academy mural, July 2013.Ā
This is an open-air landscape where children run free. Even at night they are safe to run. The stars follow them, because they are children of Abraham, and God has filled the air with the light of His promises. They run towards the sun and the ground glows beneath them. Light diffuses through the world. The world is colorful. The air is clean. The land is rich, saturated with the dreams of the children, which bubble up, like impressions, imitations of the rising sun.Ā
if something kicks you down and you find yourself on the ground, take that as an opportunity to look at some cool bugs. take your time, make some friends, stand back up when youāre ready. youāll have an entire bug army rooting for you afterwards.
My general life plan tbh
I almost want to be kicked down more
Some kids are just naturally frightened by spiders. Others? They embrace all variations of the species, like this unique Taranchula here, who will follow you around the house while you eat chicken strips or french fries. Mmmmā¦.spider ranchā¦.
Is the Dennyās blog okay?
Do you ever miss Dawnja?
What!!!!!! I just saw this! Yes I do!!!!

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how do you work hard, made a good impression, and still live the other hours of your life well?
while everyone else is sucked into social media, i donāt want to be like that. I want to live in reality and not forget what actually matters. but also i need to remember to not live for recognition of others or let any sense of "i want to give blah impression" be my motivation
but i want to do well. I still want to be technically good. and I want to figure out what you made me to do.
i know my life is not like Suits, but also wow i am enamored by the idea of doing good work well.
and i kind of think balance is not the answer. balance implies life has different parts that can be separated and cut off like limbs that donāt affect the rest of the body (otherwise how do you balance the scale without dividing into parts), and i donāt believe in that kind of life. but I donāt know whatās the answer. i just know i donāt like the idea of balance. but what do i know. #helloEdSheeran
Watch the sun set with best friends from a rooftop
And don't regret the moments we never had
Teach me to treasure and behold the things I was created to cherish and know
And when I think of where you're headed, i don't know what to do.
Let me not be a clanging gong
I see fire inside the mountains
And ride away into the blood stained pie
Dis orderrrr. Am saneeeeesamesamsonite
Welp
That's that. What's next?
So worth it

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no snow this Christmas, on the other side
statistics are not God.
well, I kind of like how I am. No, I donāt have to act some way to fit into some box. Maybe life after school is just like life in school all over again. Only the people who know how to act and know the right things to say get by and get higher... but what if i donāt have to bow down to stats..?
hey, Iāve already made it this far. :-)
Iām pretty sick of hearing i have to be this way and that in order to get to this place and that. i will go where i need to go and be what i need to be, according to what the Lord has called me to - not any unsaid timeline or anything or anyone else.
so statistics will not be my god. statistics will not decide how I live my life, or how i respond to opportunities to influence the lives of others.
thereās a snake in my boots
up the right side and down the left side there i go again for 5 days this time this could be home-hAHA. i am joking.
but something is nice- with the waves and the orange and the rocks and the trees and the sticks and logs- something is nice when thereās something to do. something to check off, be a part of, make my mark just a little.
and around me i hear only my sweet sweet engine, my b470(*chirpchirp - rip5x), and my pen on my trapper keeper.
i think I might want to be a birdwatcher. I think it would be nice to know the owners of the sounds that i hear. who is calling out?
and inside i hear rumble rumble, grumble grumble, feed me now else i crumble! or vroom vroom to the other side, lights flash! and itās gone. boom! once. boom! twice. into rubble rubble.
I check my shoe: phew, no snake in my boots.
The wind is breezy
sometimes we just donāt knowĀ think we know or we donāt care what is ok what is good what is the right direction, so we just leap, wherever the wind takes us. but the wind is not so reliable and does not know what is right either, but simply follows the pattern of ocean currents. (and everyone knows the tide rises, the tide falls)
it might fulfill its promise to be breezy and fun and wonderful-- i donāt deny that. In fact, iād say the wind is pretty good at fulfilling that promise usually. the thing is that we donāt know enough to pick the right promises that we need fulfilled.
we think we need this we need that--and itās so easy to be caught up in the wind of it--but in the end, iām thinking that thereās only one real need that we have, and only certain promises that we need fulfilled.
but sometimes Iām not quite there yet, and I still want more. how do you put down some of your desires without smothering them altogether? or maybe some desires just need to be smothered. yes, perhaps.
The one real need that we have is redemption.
The only promises we need fulfilled are those from the mouth of God. Everything else is chaff, easily blown away by the wind and not good for building hope or peace.
i am in progress. no conclusion for nowsies.
trash doves
A lot has happened. At some point within the past year, I had some small worries bubbling deep down, about I guess whether life is really the best of the best, the most brilliant, the most worth it when Iām following Jesus. That that statementĀ āthere is nothing better than following Jesusā might not hold true.
But last weekend, I experienced something that was just reminiscent of another world. I saw how that statement rang true on a wedding day.
Ever since I prayed this one prayer for my dear friend, I canāt stop thinking about how crazy it is that God is God and that Heās this God who does everything BEST. And that is so so so true in the context of that wedding day. That day, I found that perhaps marriage is something to which I might look forward. I found myself hoping I might find myself in a similar position during my time on earth. And I also found myself just incredibly utterly floored by this great God. Itās like I saw this other level of greatness, and I feel like Iām once again getting to know Him, especially His way of bold loving and righteous loving. Itās a sweet thing, that.
Once upon a time, if you ask anyone who knew me then, I dreaded dreaded and i mean DREADED life after school. I thought it would end and iād eventually die. I thought basically Iād just arrive safely at the grave after working for 77 years while doing community service work and donating to some orgs on the side on weekends. But I am now seeing that thereās no pigeonholing in life when God is in the picture. That Iām neverĀ āstuckā somewhere, but I am placed there. even when it sucks and it feels stuck-y.
and i donāt feel like Iām dying now, so thatās definitely by Godās grace. that Heās put me in a place I feel like I can thrive. I just know I have to be constantly on guard to not fall into self-reliance and self-attribution and forget that all that is good and perfect comes from above, not from my efforts or capability or by someĀ ābeing at the right place at the right time.ā Not that I wonāt give effort or exercise my capability. but He is the one to make it into anything worthwhile or good. which means He probably made trash doves.

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friend-making
I remember I used to wonder how do you make it so that you donāt have to be friends with everyone with whom you make some happy chat. Now I see that Iām quite capable of just that, and if I donāt want to be friends, Iāll make it quite plain.
but I think there are times that I miss opportunities because maybe I am too quick in shutting people out. but itās also just hard to make new friends, even to begin to be friendly with someone, when I go in with the idea that theyāll never match up to the friends I have already. I guess thatās not very fair maybe.
I asked the church staff to give my number to her, in hopes that she might realize Iāve opened the door to at least stay in touch with her as a fellow sister. friendship comes later.
also, I get very uneasy when I meet a fellow brother or sister in Christ or even nonbeliever-seeker who is in a.. weāll say, āsteadyā relationship with a nonbeliever or a believer who doesnāt attend any local church, because they seem quite made up in their minds. But me, Iām sitting there next to them, hoping they will somehow realize this big mistake, that life is going to be so hard, that marriage is going to be so much harder, that theyāll want to get out almost as soon as they get in... of course, these are also just conjectures on my end, but I do believe they are conjectures which are quite founded. And for the nonbeliever in that case, theyāre... well, theyāre even more stuck then???! I really find it hard in that case. And I even begin to withhold the gospel from the nonbeliever-seeker. And I find myself knowing someone in both of these cases now.
I just hate it when I see people heading the wrong path, and I donāt know how to speak into it... I guess my solution is to shut them out entirely, so that maybe I wouldnāt be responsible for not having prevented it. That is pretty selfish. And I guess thatās a bit of the messiah complex. in a very give-up-y manifestation.
Maybe itās the same: our job is to love. Godās job is to change.
Itās the same saying as before (from Mrs. Shak): āsometimes... all we can do is love, pray, and be a true friend.ā
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