The Unbroken

I can't see
The world is
invisible to me
blurry images
jockeying for position
kaleidoscoping colors
confusing my eyes.
I am not blind,
but I can't see.

I can't hear
the world is
silent to me
sullen echoes
of voices lost
swirl around my
broken bleeding
ears.
I am not deaf,
but I can't hear.

I can't feel
my heart
is broken
the blood seeped out
my skin is numb
nerves are smashed
all senses are
s h a t t e r e d.
I am human,
but I can't feel. 

My Identity: Christ Is

Failures behind me, I look ahead
I won't be held back by what people said
I need to learn to let the pain go
I'm gonna live by what I know

I know that I am bought with a price
The price that was paid was a perfect man's life
How can I say that I have no value,
When the one who died tells me it's not true?

I can't let my mind be consumed by the lies
I know that the truth is right in front of my eyes
I have value, I am beautiful, special and unique
I am different for a reason, I am not a freak

God help me to fight and to rise above
All the things that have kept me from your love
Help me to seek my identity in you
And to believe that when you say, "I love you", that it's true

All the little pieces...

As I rode my bike down the road yesterday, I felt like I should stop.  I got off my bike and walked into the woods off the road.  Enjoying the beautiful North Idaho scenery (I am officially in LOVE with this place!!!! hehe), I followed an elk trail for awhile till I got to this old stump with some sticks leaning against it to make a cave.  Inside the little cave was a few old bones, probably from a bird of some sort???  Anyway as I started walking back to my bike I felt something in me say that I needed to leave a piece of my heart there.  Honestly, I was quite puzzled.  "Why would I want to leave a piece of my heart here?" I thought.  Finally, riding on down the road it came to me...
God wants all of us, he doesn't want to share our hearts with something or someone else.  It might be that super hot dude with the charming smile, or it might be that amazing opportunity that you just don't feel quite right about inside (or your parents just said "no" haha). 
I had already surrendered my heart to God, but I was still holding back little pieces that he wanted.  
I knew what I had to do, I got off my bike once again and laid face down in the dirt.  I told God to break my heart, I let go of every last little piece.  Now he's planted a seed inside me, and I'm growing a new heart, a better one, a heart like his <3  Kiana

This first pic is of a super talented new musician who put on a concert in my area, check out her facebook page/youtube channel (no videos up quite yet)!  Her name is Ahriel Puckett =)
The rest is North Idaho scenery =D

A Servant's Heart

God's been teaching me a hard lesson lately. He has been giving me lessons on how to have a servant's heart. All it really comes down to is following in Jesus footsteps. Jesus may be our King, but he came to us on earth as a servant. He did not sit on a throne with a crown on, he ate with the tax collectors and the cast offs. I think everyone struggles with being a servant. We have our own wants and needs to look after and most of the time we get caught up in our own lives, never even thinking about what other people are going through. We are too busy doing the bare minimum of what we have to to get by. I think it's time we all stop and look around. There is a whole world out there that has no idea what it means to have a servant's heart. And maybe it won't do much good, but I am determined to show the world what it means to be a servant.

It means cleaning up the ice cream that spilled on a chair before it dries up. And then wiping up the floor and table too, even though you did not spill it. It means getting off the internet for the 10 minutes it takes to help your mom make her bed. It means helping someone finish up their chores so that they aren't late. It means giving up your seat or your second helping of desert. It means arriving early to a church/school/community event and helping to set up, or staying after to help clean up. It means picking up the trash on the sidewalk. It means bringing a stray cart in the parking lot back to the store even though you didn't leave it there. It means thinking of someone elses desires and needs above your own. It means going above and beyond what you are required to do and doing your very best.

Maybe this sounds like really boring and thankless work. But the thing is, we aren't doing it for us! The Bible says to do everything as unto the Lord. To do everything with excellence. And you will notice that nowhere will it say "If you feel like it". We aren't doing it for us, or for the people around us, it's for God. We don't do it to draw attention to ourselves or for our own gain, but that God would be glorified. So the next time you just walk by a need, stop, go back, and do what needs to be done, and do it for Him.

.k grace.

Oh my dear, I will wait for you

This post is to every unmarried female in the world. This is my heart's cry for you.


Oh my dear



I will wait for you


Grace tonight, will pull us through


Until the tears have left your eyes


Until the fear can sleep at night


Until the demons that you’re scared of, disappear inside


Until this guilt begins to crack


And the weight falls from your back


Oh my dear


I’ll keep you in my arms tonight

-Tenth Avenue North "Oh My Dear"

Do you hear God's voice just whispering, "Oh my dear, I will wait for you. And when you come I will hold you in my arms until you are ready to face the world again, and I will hold your hand". Isn't it beautiful? But it takes just as much courage to go to Him as it does to face the world. Right now, He's waiting for me, waiting for me to have the courage to say, "Hi. I messed up, I need you". It takes more courage than some of you may realise.

Valentines Day was just a little more than a week ago. It's the day when so many girls look at couples and just wish...But you don't have to be one of those girls celebrating The National Singles Day on February 15th, because there's someone who would love to be called your valentine. Why don't you just give HIM your heart. Not a paper heart with an overused poem scrawled on it. Not a candy heart that millions of other people have an identical copy of. YOUR heart. Give Him the one thing that no one can take from you, and that is YOU. He has so much love just waiting, He's bursting with pride and love for YOU.
 
This is someone who won't cheat on you or tell you lies, won't put you last or treat you as second rate. He never lets go, never backs down, never looks away, never gives up. That's a whole lot of nevers. How many of you girls know any other guy with qualities like this one? He's gorgeous, indescribable, unexplainable, unconditional. His face shines "brighter than the noon day sun". How's that for a dazzling smile?!
 
He's in your head, in your heart, your thoughts, emotions, actions, He's never anywhere but here, here with YOU. Your heart is all He has ever asked for, your love the only thing He has ever desired. You are the only one who can give these things. If you think you are the only single girl in the world, it's not true. You have someone waiting for your answer. All the other girls who think they are so lucky, they have a guy on their arm, but for how many  and how long will that last? Boyfriends come and go. God doesn't. He is here forever. And He's waiting, waiting for YOU. What a beautiful feeling, to be wanted.

.k grace. 

Beautiful

Beauty does not mean a sky lit with stars, beauty is knowing that the stars are still there even though they are covered in clouds

Beauty does not mean perfect skin and hair and body it's knowing that you are beautiful beneath the surface, even if you can't see it.

.k grace.

Changing Times

My Dad works at the airport now so he took me flying a few weeks ago, this is a picture from above the clouds =D

Like "WOW" lots of stuff going on lately. Right now I'm trying to figure a lot of stuff out.

It's a weird season of my life. For so long I could never figure out how to live not knowing what's gonna happen around the corner. It's a long process trying to learn to live "Ever in the Present Moment..."

The theme of this blog has never been so real to me as it is right now.

So many things are changing, I'm almost afraid to hope that it'll all turn out. Now more than ever is the time for us to stand on God's promises and remember that no matter what changes in this world, his promises won't.

I was reading my first edition of "Susie" magazine today, and I loved the verse that one article mentioned.

"Praise be to the Lord, to God our Savior, who daily bears our burdens." -Psalm 68:19

I need to remember that no matter what happens, I can always give God my burdens. I never have to take things alone. Even though we don't always understand why things have to work the way they do, God is always there for us. He's waiting for us to give ourselves to him. He's waiting for us to let him wrap is arms around us and hold us close. He's saving every one of our tears in a bottle, that's how much he cares.
Psalm 56:8
"You number my wanderings; Put my tears into Your bottle; Are they not in Your book?" NKJV

If you're up for a challenge, start living everyday like it was your last. Don't worry about what's going to happen tomorrow, don't keep focusing on the mistakes you made yesterday.

Live like you mean it. Live constantly meditating on what God says about your life. Do your best, do everything you do for God.

I love this song by Heather Clark, it makes me want to be in total love with Jesus, undived focus.

"Undived Focus" is such a crazy concept for me to grasp.

UNDIVIDED FOCUS by Heather Clark

"Holy Spirit, I surrender to You (x2)

Take my life I lay it down
All my gifts and all my crowns
I am Yours

Chorus:
I am in love, in undivided focus
I am in love with You (x2)

Take my hand and lead me through
Glorious fields to be with You
I am Yours"

~Kiana

Change cometh

In a split second, things can change lives forever. Nobody knows how many ways. Last night my brother Si lost part of his right trigger finger. It's tragic, even though some people would say "it's just a finger". It's more. It's a part of him that he has to learn to live without now. Deer hunting starts soon. He was all ready to go out and get a big buck. He was excited. And now his dreams are crushed till next year. He will have to miss a bunch of school. Losing part of a finger not only affects him, it effects everyone else, too. All the things that he could do before, he can't do them for a while, and then he has to learn to do things with other fingers. He will still have feeling in the end of his finger once it heals, but it will still be hard to adjust. I don't know why  I really wanted to post on here, but I thought it would make me feel a little better. It did. Just writing out calm plain facts helps.

.k grace.

Staying in Tune

Anytime I go to my Grandma's house, I get her old guitar out of the top shelf of the closet and do a little bit of general maintenance on it before I play. Sitting for so long, it always needs tuned up and often new strings. Anytime something sits in one place, it starts deteriorating.
Even after a week a guitar will usually need tuned. It's the same way with your relationship with God. When we ignore him for a day or a week we get out of tune. We fall away from that fresh, beautiful place. I've been working pretty hard lately on staying in tune and thought I would share some of the fruit...

We were having a relaxing evening at home with my Nana and Papa when the phone rang. Mrs. Nice Lady had called because the other nice little old lady down the road had gone missing! She asked us all to come down and help search for her. As this as had happened multiple times before, I really did not want to, but did it anyway. As I was riding my XR-100 down the road, I felt like God told me that I was going to find her. When I got there only a few people were there searching! I set off down a trail through the woods, calling (we'll call her Maggie May)'s name. After about an hour or so, it was getting dark and I was getting nervous for her. I dropped to my knees and starting praying in tongues. As I was praying I saw a vision of Maggie May in the tall grass holding a stick, her dogs all around her. I continued to search for awhile until I came to a meadow. A big, fluffy dog came to the edge of the meadow. I followed it through the tall grass where I found Maggie May! She was confused, but I was able to lead her by the hand back to the trail. I fired three signal shots with my Ruger 45. Colt, then left her on the trail with her dogs. I ran into Mr. Nice Guy and the neighbor kid who had radios. Walking back to Maggie May with Mr. Nice Guy, I filled him in on the details. Somebody drove a truck in to get Maggie May. She was pretty healthy, but tired.
I was glad that I heard God and went to bed that night feeling pretty satisfied.
~Kiana

Sometimes I feel like jumping off a high place and flying somewhere far away...