tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48391099943789265702024-03-13T14:00:17.524-07:00Write. Dream. Love.Thoughts. Inspirations. Music lyrics. Poetry. Novel snip-its.Jade Sparkshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12424376390562117138noreply@blogger.comBlogger107125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4839109994378926570.post-8722664754218244622021-12-27T12:30:00.000-08:002021-12-27T12:30:03.942-08:00Wrapping Up 2021Hello Dear Friends,<div><br /></div><div>As I sit at my grandma's dining room table, looking out the window at the snow-filled yard, I am caught in a world of reflection. Time seems to be as frozen as the winter scene on the other side of the glass. The snowman my brother and I build is slowly thawing and while the sun may slowly melt it from existence, I smile, knowing that the memory is solidified in my heart.</div><div><br /></div><div>The closing of another year is always a time of mixed emotions. I get sad sometimes, pondering all the time that has been spent, but then again, there is a new chapter on the horizon, a blank slate for adventure, dreams, and growth. 2021 has been a rollercoaster of a year and has felt like one of the longest years of my life. From transitioning out of certain positions to cultivating new friendships, from graduating to pursuing another degree, from traveling familiar places to new experiences, from losing loved ones to fighting for the ones I still have, from having a plan for life to now being in a place where I so lost in unknowns that I can only trust in Jesus for a future that seems so far out of reach.</div><div><br /></div><div>These past few months I have not blogged and barely written fiction or non-fiction. While these things are dear to my heart, I learned some time ago, that sometimes one must simply let themselves rest. There are things that will still be there tomorrow and for today, it is okay to say "not now" and just let oneself be. One cannot run on empty very long. So, I allowed myself to only do the things which had to be done and let the things which could wait, wait.</div><div><br /></div><div>As 2022 approaches, I continue to trust in Jesus. He has my best at heart and He is at work. It is a difficult path to walk, but one I strive to continue each day. I am clutching onto Jesus, my hand firmly wrapped around His. Some days I feel His love blanketing me and Jesus leads me or we walk side by side. Other days, I can't feel Him and I look up and ask, "Jesus, are you still there? I'm lost and scared. I need you to lead." And He is faithful to lead. </div><div><br /></div><div>While the future is full of uncertainty, I am filled with hope and dreams. Whatever comes in the new year, I know there is a reason and so I welcome it. The beauty. The challenge. The sorrow. The joy. I pray that you are able to fully embrace the new year and all that it holds. May the love and peace of Jesus go with you as well. </div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> <span> </span><span> </span> </span>Love,</div><h2 style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Great Vibes;"><span> </span><span> <span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span> </span>J. S.</span></h2>Jade Sparkshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12424376390562117138noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4839109994378926570.post-62998612387568177952021-09-07T11:50:00.001-07:002021-09-07T11:50:46.992-07:00Our Best Friend, Lady. <p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6C0ejkN3Uxc/YTet5FgImsI/AAAAAAAA9yQ/uxs_GFpoqfsDC6QkGjRy8Tni1LNo4rwxgCPcBGAsYHg/s4096/IMG_20190629_174032988_HDR.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4096" data-original-width="3072" height="320" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6C0ejkN3Uxc/YTet5FgImsI/AAAAAAAA9yQ/uxs_GFpoqfsDC6QkGjRy8Tni1LNo4rwxgCPcBGAsYHg/w240-h320/IMG_20190629_174032988_HDR.jpg" width="240" /></a></div>Lady (Feburary 14, 2008 - September 7, 2021)<p></p><p>A beautiful, strawberry blond, Pomeranian-Chihuahua. She was small, but oh! how she was fierce. Lady never hesitated to show the bigger dogs who was the boss. She even charged at a full-grown horse once. Lady liked playing tug-of-war or "wrestling," as long as she was in the mood and as soon as the mood was over, she would walk away. She would howl when my sister and I practice playing our violins. Mom was convinced Lady was singing, I think Lady was simply giving us her honest opinion. But then again, she would stay in the room and listen.</p><p></p><p>She was funny that way. </p><p>Lady fancied herself as an honorary caregiver when my niece and nephew came along. On one occasion when my nephew was a baby, he lost his sock while being carried to our guest room for a nap. Lady picked up the sock and made sure my mom got it. She would go and sit by the guest room door and let us know when he woke up. Lady knew when my brother's friends were coming over by the sound of their basketballs growing near and she made sure we all knew about it. </p><p>She was selfless that way. </p><p>Lady would lick your face when you cried and snuggle with you when you were sick. She loved walks and joining us on our yoga mats. Lady enjoyed laying in the sun, soaking up the warmth, and smelling whatever scents were drifting into the yard. She got excited when my dad would give her whipped cream from the can. Lady helped my sister and me eat our vegetables on more than one occasion. She smiled a lot. Lady was a great companion, willing to protect you, listen to your life problems, and let you hold her when you needed comfort.</p><p>She was sweet that way.</p><p></p>Jade Sparkshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12424376390562117138noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4839109994378926570.post-86196433474217822012021-08-30T10:53:00.005-07:002021-08-30T10:53:50.990-07:00Reflection, Discovery, and AcceptanceThe past week or two have been weeks full of self-reflection. While self-reflection is a natural, frequent occurrence in my life due to my personality, this time was different. There were changes to be made and I am not one for change. Not because it's hard, but because it's different. I like the familiar, it feels safer. As I have mentioned in previous posts, the past few years have been filled with a lot of growth. With that growth, I have both been able to understand the new me but also felt a little lost as the new me. But I guess that's the thing about growth, it never really stops, does it?<div><br /></div><div>This term I am studying Psychology of Personality, which is fun and completely goes along with where I am at in life. During the first week, I was instructed to take a personality test to see which of the Myers-Briggs 16 personalities I was. I went into it thinking I was going to get INFP, which I have gotten every time I have taken the test previously. However, this time my results showed INFJ. So, not a big change, but a slight and significant one. I read the description skeptically, feeling like I was not going to relate to any of the details of the personality at all. Well, I did. So much so I would say that about 99% of the information was spot-on. Who knew that going from P to J would make such a difference?</div><div><br /></div><div>I'll break down the basics of being an INFJ. I'm introverted, meaning I get energy by being alone. I think and act off of emotion and "gut feelings." I like order in life, i.e. planning my actions, events, and sticking to my plan. I am not a fan of change, unstructured events, or spontaneous decisions. Interestingly, everywhere I have looked it lists INFJs as a walking paradox. The most commonly listed reasons which I relate to is being introverted but also desiring to be a part of people’s lives; understanding others' feelings but have a hard time expressing my own; willing to share about myself, but only when I feel safe with the other person or that the other person truly cares to listen.<br /><br />While the description is not a hard-fast rule on the qualities of the INFJ personality, it was fascinating to read and insightful. When I read the description, I audibly said, "This is me." It gave me a sense of self-discovery. I was prompted to evaluate why I responded to things in certain ways, what I liked about my personality and what I needed to work on. Moreover, it prompted me to do more research on INFJs. It was oddly freeing to know that the things I thought, felt, or did, were "normal" for INFJs. But just because things were "normal" does not mean they have to stay that way. Awareness is one of the first steps of accepting change. Remember growth? One's personality can be grown, strengthening the good parts and working on the weaknesses. I searched myself to acknowledge my strengths and my weaknesses, to mentally mark areas that could grow, areas that needed adjustments, and areas where I knew I would need to give myself grace.</div><div><br /></div><div>Interested in taking the Myers-Briggs personality test? Here are two highly recommended sites. Just remember when viewing the personalities types or your results that it is not absolute truth but rather a general overview of individuals who display some or most of the characteristics of that type. Everyone is beautifully unique. The tests are tools to help individuals understand themselves and other people. </div><div><a href="https://www.16personalities.com/free-personality-test">Free Personality Test | 16Personalities</a></div><div><a href="http://www.humanmetrics.com/cgi-win/jtypes2.asp">Personality test based on C. Jung and I. Briggs Myers type theory (humanmetrics.com)</a></div><div><br /></div>Jade Sparkshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12424376390562117138noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4839109994378926570.post-14584704254647320272021-07-31T09:11:00.001-07:002021-07-31T09:11:17.180-07:00Simple Moments can Become Lifelong Memories<p>This summer has been full of fun. Beach trips. An amusement park. Hikes. Shopping. Tennis. Golf. Coffee dates. Outside dinners. And most importantly, family time. </p><p>As I sit here reflecting, I smile at each little memory and am so thankful for each one. It has been a good summer. Not perfect, but good. I think back on all the lessons that were learned, the friendships that were strengthened, and the family that was loved. </p><p>I look at the growth I have made as an individual. Being in college has taught me the importance of spending time with others and yet knowing when I need to have time and space for myself. I am also more independent and less fearful. There are things I wish to work on, goals I have yet to meet, but that is what life is, a continual journey of growth. </p><p>As the next school term approaches and as it nears time to go back to work, I stop and breathe. There are changes coming. New adventures. More lessons. </p><p>It is important to stay refreshed, to pour into your wellbeing. Take a break. Relax. Go on an adventure. Make sure you have memories to look back on and smile. Don't hesitate in taking a moment to create one. It can be small or it can be big. That's the great thing about memories, they don't have to be some grand event. Simple moments can become lifelong memories.</p>Jade Sparkshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12424376390562117138noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4839109994378926570.post-266626455797635192021-06-27T16:56:00.000-07:002021-06-27T16:56:20.858-07:00Thoughts from a Perfectionist ProcrastinatorConfession time, I'm a perfectionist procrastinator. I take forever trying to get things as close to perfect as possible and I take forever to start things I do not want to do. Yes, writing this right now is a method of procrastination. It needed to be done, so call this productive procrastination. Seriously though, I have five things to share about what I learned or was reminded of this month that may apply to you too.<div><div><br /></div><div>1. I am not defined by my grades/GPA. I can only do <i>my</i> best. There is no perfect, so after I have done my best, it is time to move on.</div><div><br /></div><div>2. I'm only this age once. Live like it. Fifty years from now, I don't want to look back at my 20s and wish I had said yes to adventures, trying new things, investing in relationships, etc. I can take care of my responsibilities and still have time and money for fun things!</div><div><br /></div><div>3. I can't run on empty. It can take more time to try and push through my exhaustion/frustration than it would take to step away, take a break, and come back to my task refreshed.</div><div><br /></div><div>4. Don't focus on where I could be, acknowledge where I am, be thankful for how far I have come, and accept the process.</div><div><br /></div><div>5. I may think the best route from A to B is a straight line but sometimes it is the scenic route. I am still okay when life takes some detours from where I think it should be going. Life's a journey.</div></div>Jade Sparkshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12424376390562117138noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4839109994378926570.post-77807905860995406012021-05-25T09:59:00.002-07:002021-05-25T10:56:39.127-07:00Identity & Perspective<p><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Identity is </span><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">a sense of one’s self, a combination of </span><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">past, present, and future experiences. </span><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Identity is composed of an individual</span><span style="font-size: 16px; white-space: pre-wrap;">’</span><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">s qualities, beliefs, personality, looks, and expression of their unique characteristics. </span><span style="font-size: 12pt; white-space: pre-wrap;">Some people have a strong sense of identity. They are confident in who they are. Others don’t. They have to search. </span><span style="font-size: 12pt; white-space: pre-wrap;">It’s easy to get confused, overwhelmed, and lost in the continuously changing world.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12pt; white-space: pre-wrap;">So where’s the constant? This is where Jesus comes in. When we love and follow Jesus, we have an anchor that the world does not have. We have Jesus. Jesus is our constant in a chaotic world.</span><span style="font-size: 12pt; white-space: pre-wrap;"> He becomes the center of our identity. Jesus is a part of our identity that we share. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12pt; white-space: pre-wrap;">If the core of our identity is placed in Jesus, then it doesn’t matter what changes come to our worldly identity. The core of who we are remains. Does it mean those changes will be easy? No. But Jesus will use those changes to grow us and shape us into who He created us to be. </span></p><span id="docs-internal-guid-1c8092b9-7fff-9456-a479-7118ae0ff470"><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><i>Genesis 1:27</i> </span><span style="font-size: 12pt; white-space: pre-wrap;">So God created man in his own image, in the image of God he created him; male and female he created them.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 16px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 16px; white-space: pre-wrap;">He created us in </span><span style="font-size: 16px; white-space: pre-wrap;">His</span><span style="font-size: 16px; white-space: pre-wrap;"> </span><span style="font-size: 16px; white-space: pre-wrap;">image. But we are not simply another creation. We reflect God</span><span style="font-size: 16px; white-space: pre-wrap;">’</span><span style="font-size: 16px; white-space: pre-wrap;">s love, God</span><span style="font-size: 16px; white-space: pre-wrap;">’</span><span style="font-size: 16px; white-space: pre-wrap;">s beauty. God put His image in us.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="background-color: white; line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"> </p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><i>2 Corinthians 6:18 </i></span><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">“</span><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">I will be a father to you, and you shall be sons and daughters to me, says the Lord Almighty.”</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 16px; white-space: pre-wrap;">God didn</span><span style="font-size: 16px; white-space: pre-wrap;">’</span><span style="font-size: 16px; white-space: pre-wrap;">t create us to be another ornament to the world. </span><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px; white-space: pre-wrap;">God claimed us. He loves us that much. </span><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">You and I, we are children of the One True King. Our identity is not in our past, our circumstances, or the paths we choose in this world. Our identity is in Him, as His child.</span><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> And that was an identity no one could ever take away from us. That is an identity that can never change. Jesus is where the core of our identity should be found. </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><br /></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Placing the entirety of our identity in Jesus can be hard, it is an act of surrender. It takes coming to a point in our lives when we understand that our life is not our own. It takes a shift in our perspective. Our life belongs to Jesus. He gave us life. The good, the bad. All of it. Jesus doesn</span><span style="font-size: 16px; white-space: pre-wrap;">’</span><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">t cause bad things to happen, He allows it. </span><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">For some reason, we needed that trial. Perhaps there was something to be learned, or someone who needed to see what Jesus can do in the fire, or something greater at work that we couldn</span><span style="font-size: 16px; white-space: pre-wrap;">’t </span><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">understand. And we don</span><span style="font-size: 16px; white-space: pre-wrap;">’t need to understand, because Jesus has it in the palm of His hand</span><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">. He loves us so much and knows just what we need. Jesus has His reasons for what He allows in our lives, and He is not obligated to tell us. Sometimes He will, sometimes He won</span><span style="font-size: 16px; white-space: pre-wrap;">’t. This is where faith comes in. Hope. Trust. Surrender. </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">We are created for so much more than our own ambitions. The life we are meant for is a life we are meant to give to others. We can touch people in the good times, the prosperity, the joyful moments. And we can</span><span style="font-size: 12pt; white-space: pre-wrap;"> touch others in our pain, the waiting, the storms. </span><span style="font-size: 12pt; white-space: pre-wrap;">Jesus is at work in all of our lives, each and every day. He takes the bad, the ugly, the hurt and transforms it into something beautiful. Jesus has things at work that we cannot comprehend. We can only see a limited perspective of a giant masterpiece. Jesus sees the whole picture.</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><i>Jeremiah 29:11 </i></span><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">“For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the </span><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-variant-caps: small-caps; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Lord</span><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.</span><span style="font-size: 16px; white-space: pre-wrap;">”</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">To prosper means to grow strong and healthy. But growth doesn’t come without any pain. Life doesn’t come without trials. But thank the Lord we don’t have to go through pain, through life, without Jesus. He is where our identity is found. He is where our perspective on life is found. </span><span style="font-size: 16px; white-space: pre-wrap;">Jesus loves us so incredibly much and wants only the best for His children. He will never ever leave us. No matter how we feel in the moment, no matter how much we question Him, no matter how many times we stumble and fall, Jesus remains. Jesus loves.</span></p></span>Jade Sparkshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12424376390562117138noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4839109994378926570.post-18293710199816537002021-04-27T15:44:00.000-07:002021-04-27T15:44:08.754-07:00When Life Isn't How You Planned It<p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-style: italic; text-align: center;">"For I know the plans I have for you, declares the LORD, plans for welfare and not for evil, to give you a future and a hope." </span><span style="font-style: italic; text-align: center;">~ Jeremiah 29:11</span></p><p style="text-align: left;">Most of us have been dreamers since we were children, making wishes, making plans. We grew up being asked, "what do you want to be when you grow up?" Some of us knew and some of us didn't. For the most part, our answer changed every few months or years. Interests changed. Motivations shifted. Reality set in. Maybe you already became a vet, a teacher, a therapist, an electrician, a spouse, or a parent. Or maybe you're in a career you never thought you'd be in, a situation you never wished for, a location you had no desire to be. Perhaps you are stuck, unsure of where to go, confused with life, overwhelmed with the possibilities, or afraid of making the wrong decision. Wherever you find yourself, know that you are not alone.</p><p>You don't have to "figure things out." You don't have to "make things happen." That's Jesus's job. Surrender your plans to Jesus and let Him work in your life. It may not look like what you dreamed or planned on, but there is a reason for everything we go through in this life and there is a greater plan at work. Jesus sees the big picture. He is active in all of our lives and He makes no mistakes. Jesus isn't finished working and He isn't going to leave you. His plan is greater than our plans could ever hope to be. </p><p></p><p style="text-align: left;">My dad recently reminded me how different Jesus's thinking is from our thinking. We typically want the next thing and we want it as fast as possible. When something isn't working out how we thought it should, we start meddling and implementing our solution as if it were going to get us to the end result any faster. But our ways are not His ways. We think we know what is best for ourselves, but Jesus knows better. Oftentimes, we get so wrapped up in our dream or our plan, that we forget to surrender ourselves to Jesus and His plan for our lives. We dwell on "what do I want" rather than "Jesus, what do you want." Each day, we need to surrender our plans to Jesus and allow Him to guide our day. Ask Jesus what He wants you to do. He may give you an assignment or He may say, "You choose." Jesus loves us so much and He only wants the best for us. </p><p style="text-align: left;">It's hard, I know. I struggle with letting go of my control, a control I never really had. I'll admit, I'm not where I pictured myself being in life right now. For a while there seemed to be a visible "plan" for my life and then it started to change and change again, and then disappear altogether. I got stuck and confused, but Jesus didn't leave me there. He prompted me toward something I had said I never wanted to do. It wasn't easy, but I said yes to Jesus's plan and let go of mine. And I'm so thankful I did. I'm okay not knowing what the future holds, because I know it will be good. Will it always be easy? No. Will it be worth it? Yes. </p><p style="text-align: left;">Life is an adventure and with Jesus, I know it will be a good one!</p><p><i>"For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, declares the LORD." ~</i><i> Isaiah 55:8</i></p><blockquote><blockquote><div style="text-align: center;"></div></blockquote><div style="text-align: center;"></div></blockquote><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div><br /></div>Jade Sparkshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12424376390562117138noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4839109994378926570.post-81127871760279873802021-03-24T08:39:00.000-07:002021-03-24T08:39:27.845-07:00I AM SHE! by Melita Jackson<p><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">I AM SHE!</span></p><p><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; text-indent: 0.5in;">I am a wife, mother and a
newly Entrepreneur, I am SHE!</span></p><p><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; text-indent: 0.5in;">As I get older, I’m
learning how to own this very brief, yet straight to the point statement. I AM
SHE! Say it again with me, I AM SHE! For the men out there, I AM HE! works just
as well. What I love about this powerful statement is that it confirms and
solidifies so many areas where I lack within myself and shows itself throughout
various moments in life. Many times, it catapults me forward during those
moments where the world feels like it is pushing against the very things I know
to be true. I AM SHE!</span></p><p><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; text-indent: 0.5in;">When I say, I AM SHE, it
confirms how we are all </span><i style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; text-indent: 0.5in;">CHOSEN</i><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; text-indent: 0.5in;">, handpicked, just right for the job or
task at hand. Jeremiah 1:5 says, “before I shaped you in the womb, I knew you.
Before you saw the light of day, I had holy plans for you…” Jesus chose you.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; text-indent: 0.5in;">This three-word fact proclaims
how we are </span><i style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; text-indent: 0.5in;">QUILIFIED</i><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; text-indent: 0.5in;">! We are capable and just out right able to achieve
whatever we set forth effort towards with God by our side. All things are
possible. 2 Corinthians 3:4 tells us we couldn’t be more sure of ourselves in
this— that you, written by Christ himself for God, are a letter of
recommendation. Jesus’ letter authorizes us to help carry out His plan of
action. Period!</span></p><p><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; text-indent: 0.5in;">Lastly, when I say I AM
SHE! whether outwardly or inwardly to myself, it simply means we can be </span><i style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; text-indent: 0.5in;">REASSURED</i><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; text-indent: 0.5in;">
that whatever our current situation is, it won’t overtake ME, nor break YOU,
unless we allow it. These very normal, very human behaviors and feelings can
and will cease. All doubt can be lifted, and fear taken away.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; text-indent: 0.5in;">If I could leave you with
just one this, it is this: Know that this world comes with many ups and downs,
highs and lows. We must individually plan to WIN! We win in life when we choose
Jesus to be our God and then do our best daily to pick up our crosses and
follow HIM. Win each day by spending time with our Father, allowing Him to pour
into us the true meaning to life and how to live it abundantly.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; text-indent: 0.5in;">I AM SHE!</span></p><p><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"><br /></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qLX4rj9aXk0/YFj2utLG3wI/AAAAAAAA6JQ/ZILk4t6kjugUgt8XTKbJOtEyVKUgdNBpACLcBGAsYHQ/s2691/Melita%2BJackson%2BBlog%2Bpic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2691" data-original-width="2316" height="320" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qLX4rj9aXk0/YFj2utLG3wI/AAAAAAAA6JQ/ZILk4t6kjugUgt8XTKbJOtEyVKUgdNBpACLcBGAsYHQ/s320/Melita%2BJackson%2BBlog%2Bpic.jpg" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"><b>Melita Jackson </b>is a</span><span style="text-indent: 48px;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"> wife, mother, entrepreneur, and follower of Jesus. Her love of Jesus and others drives her to share the lessons she learns in life and start conversations about faith, family, love, and life. </span></span><div><span style="text-indent: 48px;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span style="text-indent: 48px;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;">To follow her business adventures follow her on</span></span></div><div><div><span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif; text-indent: 48px;">Instagram: <a href="https://www.instagram.com/divinebeauty_inc/" target="_blank">@divinebeauty_inc</a><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif; text-indent: 48px;">Etsy Shop: </span><a href="https://www.etsy.com/shop/DivineBeautyInc" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 16px; text-indent: 48px;" target="_blank">DivineBeautyInc</a><div><div><div class="shop-name-and-title-container wt-mb-xs-1" style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #222222; font-family: -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, Roboto, "Droid Sans", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 6px !important; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; white-space: nowrap;"><p class="wt-text-caption wt-hide-xs wt-show-lg wt-wrap" data-endpoint="DataPost" data-in-modal-editable-text="title" data-key="headline" style="box-sizing: border-box; font-family: "Graphik Webfont", -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, Roboto, "Droid Sans", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px; white-space: normal !important;"></p></div><div class="shop-info" style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #222222; font-family: -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, Roboto, "Droid Sans", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin: 0px; white-space: nowrap;"><div class="shop-location wt-display-flex-xs " style="box-sizing: border-box; display: flex !important; margin: 0px;"></div></div><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;"><br /><br /></span></p></div></div></div></div>Jade Sparkshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12424376390562117138noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4839109994378926570.post-37714401229996943762021-02-25T22:05:00.000-08:002021-02-25T22:05:07.936-08:00Why am I on Social Media?<div><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NFl1NikbXKQ/YDhGNFKaWyI/AAAAAAAA5GQ/UBcLaSA4WE8STkcQ3SUV_jTyyE_yTJCVwCLcBGAsYHQ/s3072/IMG_20210223_161516618_2.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3072" data-original-width="3072" height="200" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NFl1NikbXKQ/YDhGNFKaWyI/AAAAAAAA5GQ/UBcLaSA4WE8STkcQ3SUV_jTyyE_yTJCVwCLcBGAsYHQ/w200-h200/IMG_20210223_161516618_2.jpg" width="200" /></a> I have been asked several times over the last month about why I do social media. My generation grew up with social media, consuming it daily in alarming quantities and discarding the old platforms once a new one became more popular. Social media sounded cool but I also knew there was bad stuff and effects from social media. I was halfway through high school before I dove into the social media scene, starting with Twitter, which was barely still a thing. I liked that Twitter was dominantly just words. Words were my thing. Eventually I installed Facebook to keep in contact with friends and family. With college around the corner, I knew friends could be moving away. I also started attending writing conferences and Facebook allowed me to keep up to date with fellow writers. At a conference, one of the courses was about building a platform and I was encouraged to get on Instagram, which is dominantly pictures. Pictures are not really my thing. But for the sake of growth, I took the challenge and made an account with a business mindset. I posted every day for a year so that I could learn how it worked and experiment with what kind of content I wanted to put out. </div><div><br /></div><div>I knew from the start I would not use filters and I would always be honest. Social media is full of fake and I wanted reality, the beautiful, the messy, the authentic reality of life. I'll admit it, some days it felt like a chore or I doubted if it was worth it. So I prayed about it. I did not want my social media to become another "look at me" profile. I wanted people to actually get something from seeing a post. I wasn't doing it for the comments or the likes, although it is cool to see the range of people who do interact from time to time. My hope was that someone somewhere was blessed, encouraged, or inspired. Jesus gave me the perspective to see social media as a ministry, a way to love others, a method to give to others. A reason to smile. An encouraging word. An inspiring photo. When there are days I need encouragement of my own, I'm honest. We all have struggles, bad days, crazy moments. So I get real. Perhaps that, in its own way, can also be encouraging. Maybe it shows someone that they aren't the only one. Or it inspires them to share their own story. That's for Jesus to decide. </div><div><br /></div><div>I put the content out there and Jesus gets to use it as He sees fit. Social media is a place where I can interact with others with the mindset of "How can I give?" not "What can I get?". It's not a chore when it's an opportunity to show love. </div><div><br /></div><div>How do you approach social media?<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div> </div></div>Jade Sparkshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12424376390562117138noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4839109994378926570.post-72444054154539580782021-01-20T13:14:00.000-08:002021-01-20T13:14:26.772-08:00The 20 Books of 2020<p>Beginning college last year did not stop me from devouring books and my love of books has grown substantially. I fear I may need to reorganize my room to make space for new additions. As always, I am on the hunt for new reads, so if you have any suggestions please let me know. Here are my 20 reads of 2020:</p><p><br /></p><p>1. I'd Rather Be Reading - Anne Bogel</p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>Dramatic, hilarious, and relatable.</i></p><p>2. Thunder and Rain - Charles Martin</p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>Moving, thought provoking, and inspiring. Wow.</i></p><p>3. Long Way Gone - Charles Martin</p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>Completely captivating. His writing continues to blow me away.</i></p><p>4. Where The River Ends - Charles Martin</p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>A stirring story of commitment and love.</i></p><p>5. The Water Keeper - Charles Martin</p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>I could not put this one down. A story reflecting the constant, protective pursuit of Jesus after his beloved children no matter where they are in life. Grace. Mercy. Redemption. Healing. Love. </i></p><p>6. Where Crickets Cry - Charles Martin</p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>A heart-tugging, tear-jerking, beautifully written masterpiece. He had me reading through the night and into the early morning. At the moment, my favorite novel.</i></p><p>7. A Hand to Hold - Lauraine Snelling</p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>Wow. What a story. What a woman.</i></p><p>8. The Tattooist of Auschwitz - Heather Morris</p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>Intense. Heartbreaking. Inspiring.</i></p><p>9. Eats, Shoots, and Leaves - Lynne Truss</p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>Hilarious book entirely on grammar that will change your opinion on the subject forever.</i></p><p>10. Tattered and Mended - Cynthia Ruchti</p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>Beautifully written stories that inspired change in my perception of brokenness and healing.</i></p><p><b>Chesapeake Valor </b>- Dani Pettrey</p><p>11. Dead Drift (book 4)</p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>Fantastic final book of her Chesapeake Valor series. Love it!</i></p><p><b>Hidden Identity </b>- Lynette Eason</p><p>12. No One To Trust</p><p>13. Nowhere To Turn</p><p>14. No Place To Hide</p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>Exciting page-turners that kept me coming back for more!</i></p><p><b>Diamond of the Rockies </b>- Kristen Heitzmann</p><p>15. The Rose Legacy</p><p>16. Sweet Boundless</p><p>17. Tender Vines</p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>Intriguing stories of determination, love, and mystery.</i></p><p><b>Daughters of Boston </b>- Julie Lessmen</p><p>18. A Passion Most Pure</p><p>19. A Passion Redeemed</p><p>20. A Passion Denied</p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>Complex characters and complex love.</i></p>Jade Sparkshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12424376390562117138noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4839109994378926570.post-61500201054656149722020-12-23T23:24:00.000-08:002020-12-23T23:24:07.758-08:00A Christmas Prayer<p>Jesus, Lord of my heart</p><p>I surrender yesterday's memories</p><p>And I thank You for today</p><p>I shall hope for tomorrow <br /></p><p>For in You, I place my trust<br /></p><p>Though this year was difficult</p><p>It has still held much beauty</p><p>You let nothing go to waste</p><p>Neither the storms nor the waiting </p><p>You work all things for good</p><p>With love and grace<br /></p><p>As the new year approaches</p><p>I remember to rest in You</p><p>So whatever 2021 holds</p><p>Lord, I humbly ask for this:</p><p>For the renewal of Your Spirit</p><p>And opportunities to love others</p><p>Amen <br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p> <br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Jade Sparkshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12424376390562117138noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4839109994378926570.post-10952869037355038882020-11-23T22:13:00.000-08:002020-11-23T22:13:50.351-08:00My Thankful List<p>Every year, my family and I create thankful lists to reflect on the past year and thank Jesus. As Thanksgiving approached, I have been thinking of all that I have to be thankful for this year. 2020 has by no means been an easy year. In fact, it may have been one of the most challenging. However, a great deal of change occurred and I believe it was mostly for the better. So this, is part of my thankful list...</p><p>1. <i>The Opportunity to Pursue an A.A. in Creative Writing. </i>I never thought I would attend college, but in January I began my studies online and will graduate in May, unless I decide to pursue a B.S..</p><p>2. <i>Sister Engaged and Married. </i>It's the days most little girls dream of and although it was hard letting go of my other half, it is incredible to watch my twin begin a new journey with the love of her life. Our relationship has blossomed in a new way and she is dearer to my heart than ever!<br /></p><p>3. <i>Vacation with my Parents. </i>During the summer we were blessed with a little get away to the beach, where we could relax in a stress-free environment. </p><p>4. <i>My Health.</i> This year I have healed in so many ways. For the first time in years, my asthma has been fully under control without any medications. My supplement intake has decreased significantly and I am feeling healthier than I have in a really long time.<br /></p><p>5. <i>Stronger Relationship with my Parents. </i>Perhaps it is just that I am growing older, but as the only child living with my parents its actually been an amazing experience. We are all very close and there is a strong, developed, mutual respect that makes living together a joy!</p><p>6. <i>My Job.</i> I love what I do and I love who I work for. It is not always easy, but for the most part, it's filled with learning, laughter, games, and good conversation. <br /></p><p>7. <i>Vacation with my Friend. </i>It had been a year since I had seen a good friend of mine. My spring trip was cancelled and it was uncertain when I would be able to go out to see her. Last month, I was blessed to spend two weeks at the beach with her and our friendship is stronger than ever. </p><p>8. <i>I'm Learning to Take Care of Myself. </i>Self-care has always been hard for me. I'm very good at taking care of others, but when it comes to myself I get in my head and make up reasons why I should not take time to take care of myself. This year I have spent a lot more time at home and realized the importance of taking care of oneself. This includes allowing others to help take care of me when I am unable. What a lifted weight that lesson has been!</p><p>9. <i>Jesus.</i> Without Jesus, I would not be able to look back on 2020 and see the silver lining. He showed me the good, where I thought there was none. Our relationship has grown and He has continued to show up in my life in huge ways. </p><p> My friends, there are so many things to be thankful for. This list could go on and on. My heart is so full of gratitude and joy. Even though challenges have come, there have been magnificent victories and I continue to believe that there will be more miracles to come! Happy Thanksgiving and God bless. <br /></p><p><br /></p>Jade Sparkshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12424376390562117138noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4839109994378926570.post-29482879697678026642020-10-20T07:47:00.000-07:002020-10-20T07:47:25.201-07:00S.O.S. by Katori Morgan<p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">If perfect love casts out all fear,</span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">then how come I’m the most afraid in your arms?</span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Yet I shiver from withdrawal in your absence. </span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Simultaneously cursing the monkey on my back and my flesh. </span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">To cope by way of the vice coaxing you into a coma is to bid demise.</span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Words that used to entice, now slice-</span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">away at my self esteem.</span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Diction dipped in profanity erects a monument of insecurity,</span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">which solicited your validation to appraise my equity.</span></span></span></span></span></span></p><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span><br /><br /></span></span></span></span></span><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">How can you assume the license to legislate</span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">my destiny? </span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">I try to protest but you pull the rope tighter and the knot in my soul fortifies.</span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">All that comes out of my mouth are prickly lullabies barely able </span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">to hush the wailing bubbling in my gut.</span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">If silence kills will my screams save me?</span></span></span></span></span></span></p><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span><br /><br /></span></span></span></span></span><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">How could my heart betray me?</span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">My strength failed me.</span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Every caress weakened my defense until it was too late. </span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">My gates had been breached unbeknownst to me,</span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">who was lured by your allure.</span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Captivated by your mystery, </span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">I gave way to captivity.</span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Now 25/8 I’m chased by your pathological plague, </span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">a game no one told me I signed up to play.</span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">With prior knowledge I would’ve opted out this season,</span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">explored my trading options,</span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">courted free agency.</span></span></span></span></span></span></p><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span><br /><br /></span></span></span></span></span><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Who am I kidding?</span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">I was instantly smitten.</span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Didn’t pause to read the fine print.</span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Snatched the bait; hook, line, and sink-HER.</span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Back when your touch anesthetized and your smile made me blush.</span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Existing in your presence gave me such a rush.</span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">But I wish someone would’ve told me how </span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">much of a roller coaster your spirit really was.</span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">And so even though I’ve come to learn every drop, loop, and turn…I yearn.</span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Oh, how I yearn to-just-get-off.</span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">I heard silence kills.</span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Lord, this time, please…let my screams save me.</span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> </span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> </span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> </span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> </span></span></span></span></span></p><div class="separator"><div style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span style="font-size: small;"><span><img height="320" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/dWCwbAKYotba_1DApC5uzY34tgxYldxbzbUzzKOfaCaqfq97ypTsxGLGQGfAMcavJ2yNQVQeZIDTf5zB9UQ9yh1qKda2xziw9RGwYh2KFYwVQKBkr1k5cec9MlqlcbEHrlevklBzKXEuLUd10w=w240-h320" style="margin-top: 0px;" width="240" /></span></span></span></span></div></div><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> </span></span><span><br /><span><span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 700; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Katori Morgan </span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">is a Twin Cities native whose intrigue with language piqued when she realized she had a knack for making words rhyme at the tender age of seven. Her fancy for literature and storytelling bloomed into a full blown love affair by the time she reached her early teens. As a woman who is rooted in her faith, she has committed to using her gifts to enrich the lives of others. Through her pen she aims to encourage and empower people to change their perspectives, so they can change their narratives, so they can build the legacies they were born to establish.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> </span></span></span></span></span></p><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span style="font-size: small;"><span><br /></span></span></span></span><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> </span></span></span></span></span></p><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span style="font-size: small;"><span><br /></span></span></span></span>Jade Sparkshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12424376390562117138noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4839109994378926570.post-45238375881612727322020-09-24T00:40:00.002-07:002020-09-24T00:40:34.655-07:00Breathe. Are you having a rough day? Feeling discouraged? Tired of having no energy? Set aside whatever is worrying you, draining your joy, or stressing you out and just breathe. Sit up, clear your mind, and concentrate on each breath. <br /><br />Inhale 1...2...3...4...5... Exhale 1...2...3...4...5... <br /><br />Now, roll those shoulders. Forwards. Backwards. <br /><br />Inhale 1...2...3...4...5... Exhale 1...2...3...4...5... <br /><br />Tilt your head to the side, to your chest, to the other side. <br /><br />Inhale 1...2...3...4...5... Exhale 1...2...3...4...5... <br /><br /> Think of whatever is bothering you and continue to breathe deeply. Don't let it change your breathing. Take those thoughts captive. Filter them. Are they true? Are they worthy of your time? Are you being kind to yourself? Keep breathing deeply. Surrender the things you have no control of. Give them to Jesus. Let go. Reject any negative thoughts you have or lies you told yourself. They do not define you and they have no place in your mind. You are a child of God. You can get through this. You will be okay. This too, shall pass. This trial will not last forever. You are not alone. Remember that. <br /><br />"You are stronger than you think." A. A. Milne wrote that. It's true, even if you don't believe it, it's true. Look back at all those times you said, "I don't think I can do this" or "I'm not strong enough." Well, you made it. You have gotten this far. You know why? Jesus was with you every step of the way. You may not have known it, but He was. He cares. He loves you. Breathe. <br /><br />You are here for a reason. You have further to go. You will be victorious. So whatever comes your way, the worry, the stress, the exhaustion, give it to Jesus. Be kind to yourself. Breathe. <br /><br />Inhale 1...2...3...4...5... Exhale 1...2...3...4...5...<br /> Jade Sparkshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12424376390562117138noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4839109994378926570.post-28114006727047285152020-08-25T10:09:00.000-07:002020-08-25T10:09:54.740-07:00Grateful for the Process<p>I strive to be honest in my life, writing, and social media presence. What people see is me, the real me. That's how I want it to stay. Sometimes I'm happy, enthusiastic, and ready to conquer anything. Other times, I'm just treading water until the rescue boat comes. Right now I'm in the rescue boat, safety jacket on, and wondering when land will come in sight. It is sort of a middle ground, I guess you could say. Another period of waiting. (For those of you who read these posts regularly, you know how much I love those...) This metaphor for life I present to you is not just accurate of my life, but of my writing. I'm either cruising with story ideas jumping out this way and that, words flow faster than I can type, and characters developing with beautiful arcs or stagnant watching a manuscript be turned down, emails remaining unanswered, and writer's block staring back at me. Well, that's the business of writing unfortunately. It's a game of waiting, which as I mentioned before, I love doing... </p><p>Truth is, I get discouraged. My mind spirals down the "what if" staircase. I doubt why I write. I doubt what I write. I doubt if I should write. My phone case constantly reprimands my doubt with a Sylvia Plath quote<span class="ILfuVd"><span class="hgKElc">, "The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt." I can confidently state that she is correct. I haven't been able to write in my manuscript for months. I tried until I hurt more trying to write than not. Instead, I focused on my college essays and poetry for my Instagram page. At first, I approached them as an excuse to not write my new manuscript. Then I realized I was doing myself no favors and changed my approach to my studies. It was no longer an escape but training for my creative process, my technical skills, and understanding of the fundamentals of English and writing. I was forcing my mind to write on command, follow a prompt and create with my own writing style. My English professors were really helpful at showing me my strengths and weaknesses, encouraging me in my writing, and in life. <br /></span></span></p><p><span class="ILfuVd"><span class="hgKElc">This summer an opportunity to submit my first page of an unpublished manuscript in a writing contest came up. I'll admit I wasn't going to submit anything. I had submitted my first page of my favorite manuscript to similar contests many times and nothing. There was an option to submit the first page of several unpublished manuscripts. So I thought I would just choose from my other manuscripts and protect my favorite manuscript from another disappointment. A swift change of heart reminded me that I was being ridiculously self-critical and I needed to submit that particular manuscript as well as the others. Well, I did and months later forgot I had even submitted to the contest until a Facebook notification popped up with a comment a fellow writer tagged me in saying, "Congratulations!" After a few minutes of confused investigating, I realized that I shared third place in the fiction category of the first page writing contest...with the first page of the manuscript I wasn't even going to submit.</span></span> </p><p>It was a humbling moment and an uplifting moment. I honestly didn't know how to react. It almost didn't happen. I almost cheated myself out of the opportunity. I am so grateful for this blessing. It rekindled a hope inside that the full manuscript will one day be a book on a shelf. There is a renewed desire to create and write stories. Jesus used it to remind me to not live in doubt. I am determined to persevere through the waiting and oh, how I am grateful for the process! So much growth. So many lessons. So much more to come.<br /></p><p>Thank you Jesus for being with me in my writing and in my waiting. Thank you friends who have helped critique, brainstorm, and edit this manuscript (especial the first page, which I struggled with). Thank you Inspire Writers for the lovely gift you have given in sharing the first page of <i>A Thief's Honor</i>. <a href="https://www.inspirewriters.com/great-openings-contest-fiction-equal-3rd-place-a-thiefs-honor-by-jasmine-schmidt/" target="_blank">https://www.inspirewriters.com/great-openings-contest-fiction-equal-3rd-place-a-thiefs-honor-by-jasmine-schmidt/</a><br /></p>Jade Sparkshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12424376390562117138noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4839109994378926570.post-7456388277878218222020-07-22T11:31:00.001-07:002020-07-22T11:31:32.857-07:00Summer of Growth<div>Growth is not always pleasant but it is necessary. It can be painful, slow, and seemingly unfruitful. Upon further examination, the blessings can be seen and the outcome is visible. Growth takes endurance, strength, humility, and trust. It's a process.</div><div><br /></div><div>The other day, I hit a milestone. I survived for more than two weeks without my twin. Let me just say, that's insanely difficult for me. Why? In the twenty-two years of our lives the longest we had ever been apart for was about two weeks. My twin has been married for a month. I am in uncharted territory people. The amount of independence I now have is actually a bit overwhelming. I don't mind it for the most part, its just odd, new, and something I know I will have to continue to grow into. <br /></div><div><br /></div><div>I immediately recognized how much I was going to need my friends around and dear my relationship with Jesus was going to be. He has affirmed my need to build upon my friendships, to be bold as a person, and discover who I am on my own. It's scary, I'll admit it. It's been stretching so far. And it hasn't been easy. I knew watching my twin get married would be hard and it has been. The emotions that I have dealt with aren't quite describable. Amidst the pain, there has been beauty, joy, excitement. Jesus has been helping to learn through it all. I've had my moments of doubt. My moments of fear. My moments of tears. Jesus is faithful to bring people around me, to shine His love inside me, to pick me back up when I fall. <br /></div><div><br /></div><div>This summer has been different, as I know it has been for a lot of us. So much change. So much uncertainty. I've felt it. Jesus is teaching me trust in storm. Trust in the chaos. Jesus has been teaching me to give Him my sorrow and rest in His comfort. Jesus has been teaching me to have faith and believe, especially when it seems impossible. <br /></div><div><br /></div><div>So I am thankful for change. I am thankful for learning. I am thankful for the pain just as I am thankful for the blessing. In this season of growth, I pray you all feel Jesus's love. His comfort. His peace. <br /></div>Jade Sparkshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12424376390562117138noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4839109994378926570.post-11747286087077147442020-06-25T08:47:00.000-07:002020-06-25T08:47:18.679-07:00May We Be Like Jesus<div>May we be like Jesus<br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Jesus, light of the world</div><div>Jesus, healer of mankind</div><div><br /></div><div>Jesus, purest of loves</div><div>Jesus, forever faithful</div><div><br /></div><div>May we be like Jesus</div><div><br /></div><div>May we be encouragers<br /></div><div><div>In a world full of hurt</div><div><br /></div><div>May we be strong<br /></div><div>In a world full of fear</div><div><br /></div><div>May we be like Jesus<br /></div><div><br /></div><div>May we be listeners</div><div>In a world full of noise</div><div><br /></div><div><div>May we be love</div><div>In a world full of hate</div></div><div><br /></div>May we be like Jesus<br /></div>Jade Sparkshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12424376390562117138noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4839109994378926570.post-72407289810259090602020-05-28T09:53:00.001-07:002020-05-28T09:53:30.289-07:00God Speaks To Me Through Song<div>The last few months have been trying. I have been living them on my knees. Life seemed to be a roller coaster of a few good days followed by a bunch of bad ones. Great news. Bad news. The cycle would repeat. I went into the storm full of hope, optimism, confidence. God had it under control. Then as I was battered, overwhelmed, and drained, it all began to fade away. I tried. But it took a lot more effort to hope and it was difficult to be optimistic. I believed God was at work, that He had a plan, and it would be good and perfect, but I could feel my belief wavering. I started attaching question marks to everything. <br /></div><div><br /></div><div>"You're doing something, right God?"</div><div>"This is all going to be okay, right God?"</div><div>"You've got a plan, right God?"</div><div>"God?"</div><div><br /></div><div>It was all out of my hands. I accepted that. But the stress and worry was crushing. So I prayed. And kept praying. I talked out my questions with God. I voiced by worries. I handed over my stress. Over. And over. And over. It was a constant emptying myself. Surrendering. <br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Completely. It is a very vulnerable spot to be in. I'll admit it's downright terrifying. But I'm glad I did. As hard as it is to surrender, its harder to battle on your own. <br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Yesterday was another rough day. I was exhausted, feeling stressed again, and on the verge of tears. I had spent the night praying and crying. Morning had come too early and I was on my way to work. Usually, I listen to my favorite pop station and laugh over the hosts joking around. But that morning I felt a prompting to drive in silence and pray. So I did. Poured out my heart. Then I turned on K-Love and the song brought me to tears. It was about going through the storm and God always being there. The troubles of this life, the pain, the unknown, was apart of something bigger that God was in control of. It was about hope and faith. Later that night, I was driving again and I prayed, "Lord, help me to believe" and when I turned on the radio afterwards, the song echoed my prayer. <br /></div><div><br /></div><div>God speaks to me through song and He answered me that night.</div>Jade Sparkshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12424376390562117138noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4839109994378926570.post-26410332726719301422020-04-14T12:04:00.000-07:002020-04-14T12:04:25.000-07:00A Letter For You<div>Dear Warrior,</div><div><br /></div><div>This isn't where you saw yourself being right now is it? The cancelled plans. The rattled dreams. The uncertainty of what's to come. I'm sorry. I wish there was something I could do. It's hard letting plans go. It's hard having dreams taken away. I'm really sorry. Those mixture of emotions...the sadness...the heaviness...the anxiety...the anger...the grief. I've felt them too. Have you had those days, where you just cry and you don't know why, or maybe you do, or maybe you feel its a silly reason to cry? I've got quite a few of those. And it's okay. Cry. Scream. Breathe. And go on. It's okay.</div><div><br /></div><div> I've heard this said before and I really think its true: We're mourning. <br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Something. Someone. Everything. <br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Do you feel like a lost ship, in the middle of a storm? Stranded. Weary.
Desperate for a lighthouse and the call above the wind saying "Land
Ho!". Me too. Each day blurs into the next. Normal is thrown out the window. Schedules don't exist. It's odd isn't it, to have all this time and yet no motivation to fill it. Maybe it's just me, but I'm pretty sure its not. Did you have a picturesque vision of yourself getting things done, working on projects, trying new things, but in reality you're struggling to put on jeans instead of pajama bottoms. I get it. I'm with you. Seriously, I'm wearing camo pajamas and drinking coffee from a mug that says "I literally can't" as I write this. <br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Here's the thing. We'll get through this. One day at a time. The storm never last forever. My advice? Look for the little blessings. The smiles on kids faces. The families spending time with each other. The communities rallying to help each other. Focus on the little joys. The guilt-free-lazy-days. The books you finally get to read. The entire series of that one tv show you have wanted to binge-watch for a year. Rejoice even the littlest of victories. The fact that you brushed you hair (even if it hasn't been washed in a week). The A on your online homework assignment. The video call program you finally got to work. Keep it up. The important thing is that you're trying. <br /></div><div><br /></div><div>You're doing great. Lord willing you'll be out in the sunshine embracing one another soon. There is hope. There is light at the end of the tunnel. We're in this together. May you be blessed this week by little acts of kindness. May you find strength to spread cheer even if your soul is heavy. May you also learn something during this time that will stay with you forever. Jesus loves you and I'm praying for you, dear Warrior.</div><div><br /></div><div>Love, <br /></div><div>Jade</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>P.S. To the men and women keeping us healthy and safe, thank you. <br /></div>Jade Sparkshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12424376390562117138noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4839109994378926570.post-9030463094652194202020-03-20T11:55:00.001-07:002020-03-20T11:56:57.085-07:00My Reading Adventures of 20191. It's Not Supposed to Be This Way - Lysa Terkeurst<br />
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<i>Honest, moving, deep, and refreshing nonfiction!</i></div>
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2. gods at war - Kyle Idleman<br />
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<i>Interesting perspective on idols.</i></div>
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3. Inspire Kindness Anthology<br />
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<i>Inspiring stories from various authors, of which I am blessed to be one.</i></div>
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4. Generous Justice - Timothy Keller<br />
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<i>Fresh take on Godly justice.</i></div>
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5. Before I Wake - Dee Henderson<br />
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<i>Thrilling, moving, and captivating story coupled with fantastic, lovable characters.</i></div>
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6. Assault: Thoroughbred Legends - Eva Jolene Boyd<br />
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<i>Inspiring story of a legendary horse.</i> </div>
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7. Miles From Where We Started - Cynthia Ruchti<br />
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<i>A novel that wrecking me in the best possible way. </i></div>
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<i>Moving. Fresh. Authentic. Beautifully written.</i></div>
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8. Holy Hustle - Crystal Stine<br />
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<i>Good, motivational nonfiction read! </i> </div>
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9. Lady in Waiting - Susan Meissner<br />
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<i>Beautifully written story connecting two women from different times.</i></div>
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10. Word Gets Around - Lisa Wingate<br />
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<i>Fun, entertaining, easy to fall in love with story.</i> </div>
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11. Levi's Will - W. D. Cramer<br />
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<i>Good story. Good characters. Good read. </i></div>
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12. Tailor Made Bride - Karen Witemeyer<br />
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<i>Fun. Laughter. Love. Excellent read!</i> </div>
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13. Captivating - John and Stasi Eldredge<br />
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<i>Interesting view on a woman's soul.</i></div>
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14. Courageously Creative - Jenny Randle<br />
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<i>Energetic, fun, inspiring, and encouraging. </i></div>
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15. Roundup of the Street Rovers - <span class="st">Dave and Neta Jackson</span><br />
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<span class="st"><i>Entertaining story that weaves in fiction with the life</i></span></div>
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16. Life After - <span data-ved="2ahUKEwjr6omSpKfoAhUdITQIHSj0AJUQ2kooAjARegQIGBAL">Katie Ganshert</span><br />
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17. Courting Trouble - Dianne Gist<br />
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<i>Witty, entertaining romance.</i></div>
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18. Uninvited - Lysa Terkeurst<br />
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<i>Emotionally captivating, relatable nonfiction.</i></div>
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19. All the Light We Cannot See - Anthony Doerr<br />
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<i>Intense, detailed, and creatively written story.</i></div>
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20. Factory Girl - Barbara Greenwood<br />
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<i>Informative, tragic, and moving mix of nonfiction and fiction.</i></div>
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21. Made to Match - Deeanne Gist<br />
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<i>Fun, energetic romance.</i></div>
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22. Bride in the Bargain - Deeanne Gist<br />
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<i>Humorous, well-done romance. </i></div>
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23. Sophie's Heart - Lori Wick<br />
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<i>Sweet, authentic, and enjoyable!</i></div>
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24. The Princess - Lori Wick<br />
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<i>Touching romance that will make you smile.</i></div>
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25. Inspire Grace Anthology<br />
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<i>Inspiring stories from various authors, of which I am blessed to be one.</i></div>
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26. Becoming Lucy - Martha Rogers<br />
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<i>Another great read to add to your list!</i><b> </b></div>
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<b>Orphan Train </b>- Jody Hedlund<br />
27. Searching For You (Book 3)<br />
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<b>Shadows Over England</b> - Roseanna M. White<br />
28. A Song Unheard (Book 2)<br />
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<i>Fantastic read that build anticipation for the next book.</i></div>
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<b>Chesapeake Valor </b>- Dani Pettrey<br />
29. Cold Shot <br />
30. Blind Spot <br />
31. Still Life<br />
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<i>Amazing first three books in the series that kept me on the edge of my seat, </i></div>
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<i>They were the final books of 2019 and I immediately read the final book </i></div>
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<b>Return To Red River</b> - Lauraine Snelling <br />
32. A Dream To Follow<br />
33. Believing The Dream<br />
34. More Than A Dream <br />
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<b>Daughters of Blessing</b> - Lauraine Snelling<br />
35. A Promise For Ellie<br />
36. Sophie's Dilemma <br />
37. A Touch of Grace <br />
38. Rebecca's Reward<br />
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<i>The saga continues with more love, new characters, and captivating stories.</i> </div>
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<b>Home To Blessing</b> - Lauraine Snelling <br />
39. A Measure of Mercy<br />
40. No Distance Too Far<br />
41. A Heart for Home <br />
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<i>A family written so beautifully it leaves you in awe. </i></div>
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<i>Excellent stories that make you smile. </i> </div>
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<b>Brides of The West</b> - Lori Copeland<br />
42. Glory (Book 4)<br />
43. Ruth (Book 5)<br />
44. Patience (Book 6)<br />
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<i>Wonderful find at my favorite local bookstore!!!</i> </div>
Jade Sparkshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12424376390562117138noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4839109994378926570.post-82328255997710374212020-02-18T12:27:00.002-08:002020-02-18T19:19:08.263-08:00Sometimes I Think In Poetry<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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You were waiting in the dark<br />
Ready for morning's light<br />
For with it would come<br />
Your glorious transformation<br />
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At the sun's first light<br />
You soaked in its warmth<br />
Shuddered off the breeze<br />
And burst forth with color<br />
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Your entrance was expected<br />
But your beauty surprised<br />
Each year is the same<br />
But the awe is never lost<br />
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You stir excitement<br />
Remind of a promise<br />
Represent hope<br />
And lead tenderly<br />
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You mark the beginning<br />
Of color's return<br />
New life is coming<br />
Spring waits at the horizon <br />
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<br />Jade Sparkshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12424376390562117138noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4839109994378926570.post-33823524043058249072020-01-21T12:21:00.001-08:002020-01-21T12:27:08.824-08:00A Year of OpportunityWith optimism, I have decided to call 2020: a year of opportunity. I am determined to view this year as a good one and perhaps in time that shall translate into my feelings. Twenty-one days into the year and so far, its been fantastic.<br />
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For those of you who don't know, I went back to school! That's right folks, I said it. My "gap year" has come to an end. It has been three and half years since graduating high school and I took the leap into the college scene. Well, more like a step...seeing as I am still doing school from home, in sweats and sweatshirt, messy bun, and listening to music half of the time. Anyway, I have completed week one and so far and I love it. I know as the semesters go on it might become challenging, but I am finally excited to learn again. In approximately two years, I hope to graduate with my Associates of Arts in Creative Writing from Liberty University (Online). <br />
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My writing has slowed a bit, but I am still trying to make it a daily occurrence to write, even if it is not my current novel. This year I have several conferences lined up to attend. At these events, I hope to meet Lauraine Snelling, who wrote some of my childhood absolute favorite books, and Charles Martin, who is a refreshing voice in the writing world and inspires me to write authentically. In addition to writing, I plan on reading 50 books this year (not counting my college textbooks).<br />
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Whatever else the Lord has planned for me this year, I look forward to it eagerly. He has already given me joy in the few things that has happened and will be happening over the next few months. I pray that you too will venture into 2020 with an optimistic perspective and an open heart.<br />
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<br />Jade Sparkshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12424376390562117138noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4839109994378926570.post-46658850964939546552019-12-22T15:44:00.003-08:002019-12-22T15:44:46.398-08:00Another post, another year.My last post of 2019. Wow, it is hard to believe the year is almost over. The older I get the more it feels like time goes by faster. Jesus is so good and I am forever thankful for His love and guidance. A lot has happened in the last year and I am looking at 2020 with hope and excitement. Next year will be another adventure.<br />
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The past year has been filled with times of growth. I have had to do things outside my comfort zone, but I never had to go through them on my own or without encouragement from people around me. I have learned how important it is to invest in friendships, and that quality is better than quantity. I have also learned and am continuing to learn to be courageous and confident as an individual.<br />
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There has been some tough times this year. Mental illness, physical illness, emotional pain, troubles with communication, loneliness, and typical life stresses. But Jesus brought us through it and will continue to help us process it all. He is our strength and our healing. We choose to hold onto His light and cherish the good in life. <br />
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So many adventures were had this year. I vacationed with friends and attended a friend's wedding. I attended another writers conference, met authors, spoke with mentors and had a couple short stories published. My family and I celebrated my nephew entering double digits and watched my niece start kindergarten. I became a leader for my church's junior high ministry. My family and I cheered my sister on as she finished college and started her first job. <br />
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I am filled with hope and excitement for the coming year. There are new things on the horizon and memories to be made. I look forward to building on the relationships in my life and the opportunities that lie ahead. I pray as 2020 approaches, you too are filled with hope and anticipation. May Jesus's love surround you and your household.<br />
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Blessings, dear readers. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!Jade Sparkshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12424376390562117138noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4839109994378926570.post-54397890816962848132019-11-19T12:26:00.000-08:002019-11-19T12:26:02.484-08:00WordsThe hardest thing with blogging for me is coming up with a topic. The actual writing part isn't too bad. It's the beginning. The starting point. The one thing you must know before you begin: what you are writing about.<br />
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I must confess that before writing this, I wrote a paragraph for at least four different topics. It ranged from motivational posts to encouragement for writers. Then I deleted them all. They just weren't hitting the mark. My next thought was to try titles. Sometimes if I come up with a clever title it inspires me to write on that subject. That too, was no good.<br />
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"Falling In Love" was going to be a post about falling in love with writing. Then it changed to "Falling In Love Again", which was still going to be about writing but with a humorous tone. It turned into "Falling In Love With Writing" so that the title was not misleading. I didn't want readers clicking on the article thinking they were going to get a juicy article about me finally finding my Prince Charming and instead get a post about my current love-hate relationship with writing. Let's be honest, it would be disappointing on so many levels.<br />
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I gave up on the titles and came up with this, which you are hopefully still reading. An insight piece on the life of a writer determined to get rid of writers block and create something that someone in the world will relate with. Whether or not I have achieved that, I'll probably never know, which means I cans simple believe that this post made at least one person smile, nod their head, or filled a few minutes of time they were trying to kill.<br />
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To my fellow struggling writers, you can do it. Whatever you create, it may not be for everyone but just maybe there is that one person out there who needed those words. Your words. Or maybe it was something that you needed to hear yourself. You gave life to an idea and you set it free. And that is all that matters. Jade Sparkshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12424376390562117138noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4839109994378926570.post-47436437635138894522019-10-23T13:48:00.001-07:002019-10-23T13:48:07.176-07:00ReflectionsFall is here. The year is preparing for its final months. Another beginning is around the corner. And so, a time of reflection is upon me. I have always been a deep thinker, a deep feeler. I often think back on life and dream of what is to come. So here it goes...<br />
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I have been living the same life for several years now and it had been good. There has been a lot of growth, a lot of healing, a lot of processing that needed to be done. But now I believe it is time for a change. I don't know what that looks like, though I have some ideas. Some of which scare me a bit. That's good isn't it? I've always been one to play it safe. I like comfort. I like low risk things. I like safe. So it's time to take a risk, right?<br />
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Sure, I've made some huge steps since graduating high school. I decided to pursue writing, where nothing is guaranteed. Becoming a writer means opening oneself to a lot of rejection before hearing a yes. It's a daily struggle against self doubt and lost motivation. It's a profession that has a lot of waiting. I started attending writers conferences, which as a shy, super introverted, barely-ever-attended-anything-on-her-own young adult was a giant leap. I began flying by myself to visit a friend across the U.S., that took a lot of courage for me. And recently I became a junior high leader at my church. So I've stretched myself...slowly, hesitantly, but nevertheless I did it.<br />
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The thing is, I'm not done being stretched. I'm not sure anyone ever really is. This time, I'm actually asking for it. Intentionally. Yeah, call me crazy. I've gotten this desire for something more. A healthy desire. I've been doing relatively the same thing for three years. I was content doing it too. Until a while ago. A part of me is excited for something new. The other part is discouraged. And restless. The other day I described it this way, "It feels like I have a seat to watch life go on without me. Everyone around me is moving and I'm just here."<br />
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Anyone relate? I've made progress in life, just slower than others. And that isn't a bad thing. Some people have to take it slower than other. I had some growing to do, spiritually, emotionally, physically. I had things to face and things to heal from. It's all in the timing. God's timing. He knows what needs to be done, how it needs to be done, and why it needs to be done. That's where trust comes in. And I'm seriously learning what it is to fully trust.<br />
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I'm willing to trust God. His timing. His plan. I want to follow Him down the path He has set for me. It seems that for now, that means trusting Him and stepping out in faith. Trusting that He will take care of the obstacles, the risks, the process. Are you willing? Will you join me in trusting God with our futures? With our jobs? With our education? With our passions? With our relationships? I hope you will. This life with God is an adventure of its own, an adventure I pray you'll be bold enough to take. Jade Sparkshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12424376390562117138noreply@blogger.com0