Thank You.

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Thank you.

Thank you for speaking to my heart through other people. Thank you for giving them gifts with words that tie perfectly together and become a vessel of hope and inspiration for broken people all over the world. Thank you for knowing me and loving me, especially when people in this world see those same things you see and decide to turn their backs and walk away. Thank you for loving me with a love that I will never be able to reciprocate or even fully comprehend. Thank you for putting your song in my heart and your heart in my blemished, broken and far-less-than-perfect body. Thank you knitting me together intimately and personally enough to not make one single other person on this planet exactly like me. But instead you made me, and only me.

Thank you for breathing life into me and giving me this overwhelming urge and desire to live for something so much bigger than myself. For giving me the desire to live bigger and bolder in this lifetime than some people dare to even dream about. Some times I struggle with knowing exactly what it is that you want me to be. What is the exact story that you have scripted so personally for me? I don’t know right now, but the beautiful thing is that I am destined and determined to figure it out. All the little things that make me, me are like little light bulbs waiting to be strung together for a greater purpose to light up the world and expose its true beauty. It’s waiting for the overwhelming power to light up the darkness and even have enough light to shine when the sun is up, too. And I know that in the mean time, while you watch me figure it out, you give me little clues along the way that make the picture that much more promising, while you are smiling down with the biggest smile because you can see what’s to come. 

But until I figure that out, I will keep searching, and I will keep shining the things I do know to be true about myself. I will keep seeking out what exactly it is you are calling me to be. And for some reason I have this funny feeling that I will never know exactly what it is while I am still breathing on this Earth and it won’t all finally make sense until you have called me Home. The strings of lights won’t be completed until I am dancing with you in Heaven. But what I do know now, is that nothing else will matter except how much of a blessing I was for you on this Earth and for everyone else that surrounds me. Everything may be uncertain now, but I am a child of God and that is the only thing I know to be true. It holds promise and excitement for the amazing story that is yet to come. And for that I am eternally grateful.

 Thank you. 

To Fall In Love With Fall

ImageIt happens to me every year . . . I fall in love all over again with fall. I don’t know what it is, but I am a huge sucker for the months of September, October and November. There is just something about it that brings me an enormous amount of joy and makes my heart feel all warm and fuzzy inside.

Maybe it’s because fall is a perfect in between of summer and winter. Right after the heat wave of summer has come to a close, and you’re just about at your wits end with sun burns, you want something that is a little less, well, hot. All the clouds that have been totally M.I.A. for the past few months finally come rolling their way in with about 50 or so shades of grey (lol) lining their big white fluffiness that just float through the sky.

Don’t get me wrong, I love summer, but living in southern California in the summer time is like living in a world where everyone has a free ticket to take off their clothes, or not wear any in the first place. After months of seeing guys strut their stuff, competing for who can be the biggest and the brownest, its nice seeing some pea coats, jeans and sweater vests. And watching the girls wear nothing but booty shorts and crop tops for what seems like forever, I can’t help but to love seeing scarves, boots, leggings and sweaters of all shapes and sizes. Maybe that’s what makes the fashions of fall so sweet, they actually cover us. 

Maybe it’s the sunsets right at the beginning of fall that really can’t be beat by any other season of the year; and it’s all thanks to these awesome clouds I was talking about earlier. They somehow, mysteriously produce a vast array of orange, red, pink, blue and purple shades that make it look like a battle between giant clouds of fire and giant clouds of cotton candy. After standing in awe of these sunsets over and over and over again, I can’t quite figure out how this happens. How do the clouds turn deep shades of red and purple?! I have absolutely no idea, but all I do know is that it never gets old and it probably never will.

Maybe it’s the first rain of the season that makes you just want to grab a blanket, grab a warm cup of coffee and grab a friend and cuddle up together and talk about life or just watch a movie. For some reason, movies and coffee are just THAT much better when it’s raining. And if there are no friends available, spending quality time with a great book is almost just as good. For some weird reason, listening to Taylor Swift is just so much better in the fall. I can’t quite put my finger on the reason, though. Maybe it’s because most of her songs seem to play perfectly in the background of the gloominess of these months. They are kind of sad and depressing but SO GOOD. Kind of like fall.

 Maybe it’s the change that you see when you step outside. Orange, red, brown, green and yellow adorn the trees this time of year, setting the true trademark of the fall months. When you live in a place where majority of the trees are palm trees, it makes it so much more special to come across scenery full of trees like this and it makes me want to go out and do fun fall things like apple picking and pumpkin carving. Then in a few months all these leaves will be on the ground and these trees will be bare telling us that winter is just around the corner.

 Maybe it’s the line up of the most awesome holidays ever created. Halloween is always fun, but I think this one is more so for the kids than for me. Again with the girls wearing as least clothing as possible…not a fan, not a fan at all. BUT, I had great memories of this as a youngin so therefore, I still look forward to it. Thanksgiving is a classic, everyday should be thanksgiving in my opinion…family, food, and thankfulness. That’s all I have to say about that. And last but definitely not least, the birthdays of some of the coolest people ever take place in the fall months (and December)… mine, my mom’s and Jesus’, just to name a few. Can’t get much better than that. Everyone loves Christmas, and if you don’t, then you need help.

But the greatest reason of all, the faithfulness of fall. It might go away for majority of the year, but I know it will always come back, and it will always be as beautiful and promising as the year before.

 So that’s about it, these are my reasons for why fall is so great and why I fall in love with it over and over again. So, happy fall y’all (number 342 why I love it, just for that saying) I hope you enjoy it as much as I do.

The Perfect Pursuit.

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Every so often we come across something that inspires us. Whether it be a person, a song, a moment in time… whatever. But it inspires us. It inspires us to do something different with our lives or maybe even make a difference in someone else’s. It inspires us to try something we may not have thought to try to before, or take a risk and do that thing that you have always wanted to do, but just never really decided to make time for. A lot of these moments have been happening to me over the past few months. I have suddenly felt overcome with a wave (or multiple for that matter) of self realizations, new found passions and hard lessons learned about life, love and what it truly means to have faith in God. These are things that are growing me up and probably turning me into the person that I am supposed to be.

Lately I have been inspired by God’s pursuit of me. God’s pursuit of everyone, really. How He relentlessly comes after us day after day, nonstop until He has us in His arms. But even still we will never be good enough, we will never be at that point where God feels like He can stop pursuing us. He will always want more, more, and more of us. With every breath we take and every step we take, He wants it. He wants all of it because He loves us that much and I could only imagine that it makes Him so happy whenever we give into the chase and rest soundlessly in His arms. It’s the same way I desire to be pursued by a man some day, and it’s the same way I desire to pursue the things that I love. Now, I understand that it’s impossible to find that same perfect pursuit from another human, or even engage in that perfect pursuit myself, but I would love to love something so much that I just can’t get enough of it. So now I find myself here . . .

Over the past year or so I have discovered a new love for basically anything creative; painting, photography and writing just to name a few, which is part of the reason why I decided to start this blog. With all the lessons learned, thoughts and realizations that run through my head on a daily basis I figured I might as well jot some of them down and share my “wisdom” with anyone that is gracious enough to read it. I have to admit, I had hesitations about starting this because I can’t help to think to myself, “Omg Corinna no is going to read this” and I might be right, but chances are that I am wrong. So I’m going to take the risk and do it anyways, and from this day forward, I vow to relentlessly pursue all the things that I love; and I think you should too. So, with all that being said, my blog has begun today. But, please bear with me as I get started, I am definitely not an English major and I can promise I will make some punctuation and grammar errors probably in every single post. Sooo, sorry in advance if it offends anyone, I ain’t perfect! But I also promise it will get cooler when I start actually writing about my experiences and putting up pictures of things that capture inspiring moments in my life. All cool things gotta start somewhere right? Right. So here’s my attempt at being funny/meaningful/inspiring all at the same time. I’m thinking one post a week, every Sunday, so feel free to check back in then if you would like. Thanks for giving me your time and I hope you enjoy a little snap shot of my crazy life.