Anything Goes.

Times have changed,
And we've often rewound the clock,
Since the Puritans got a shock,
When they landed on Plymouth Rock.
If today,
Any shock they should try to stem,
'Stead of landing on Plymouth Rock,
Plymouth Rock would land on them.

In olden days a glimpse of stocking
Was looked on as something shocking,
But now, God knows,
Anything Goes.

Good authors too who once knew better words,
Now only use four letter words
Writing prose, Anything Goes.

The world has gone mad today
And good's bad today,
And black's white today,
And day's night today,
When most guys today
That women prize today
Are just silly gigolos
And though I'm not a great romancer
I know that I'm bound to answer
When you propose,
Anything goes

When grandmama whose age is eighty
In night clubs is getting matey with gigolo's,
Anything Goes.

When mothers pack and leave poor father
Because they decide they'd rather be tennis pros,
Anything Goes.

If driving fast cars you like,
If low bars you like,
If old hymns you like,
If bare limbs you like,
If Mae West you like
Or me undressed you like,
Why, nobody will oppose!
When every night,
The set that's smart
Is intruding in nudist parties in studios,
Anything Goes.

The world has gone mad today
And good's bad today,
And black's white today,
And day's night today,
When most guys today
That women prize today
Are just silly gigolos
And though I'm not a great romancer
I know that I'm bound to answer
When you propose,
Anything goes

If saying your prayers you like,
If green pears you like
If old chairs you like,
If back stairs you like,
If love affairs you like
With young bears you like,
Why nobody will oppose!

And though I'm not a great romancer
And though I'm not a great romancer
I know that I'm bound to answer
When you propose,
Anything goes...
Anything goes!

Hebrews 10:37

Today I'm feeling quite artsy for some reason. I honestly suck at drawing and painting of any kind...but I do enjoy it very much. I haven't ever shown people things that I have done because I know they are bad. I love watercolors...something about how you can make it lighter or bolder by the amount of water you use amuses me. There are many different methods you can use and I love all of them.

I have been teaching myself how to play the guitar lately. I like it, it's beautiful and takes a lot of patience...something I lack a lot of. God can teach you some amazing things through simple stuff like playing the guitar.

Some of God's techniques make me laugh. I was thinking last night how Satan can trick us into doing stupid things, but how God ALWAYS without fail knows how to use even those things for his own glory. I have learned more things out of mistakes I have made than in any sermon I have ever heard. This is true. This is life. And I'm stuck living it. Sometimes I get tired of heartache and struggles, but God put me on this Earth for a reason and I will glorify him even if it hurts. Although, I can't wait to be in heaven with him for eternity.

I heard an amazing testimony last night at church by a man named Marshall...I only hope one day I can have his attitude. I would love to release nothing by positivity to others through my life. How rewarding?

And without faith it is impossible to please Him, for he who comes to God must believe that He is and He is a rewarder of those who seek Him. Hebrews 11:6

We memorized that in discipleship and I love it. Diligently seeking after Christ requires faith, and without faith it is impossible to please Him.

"You're way down,
full of something,
underneath it all..
Hold your head up high,
there's no need to rush,
We're all just waiting...
waiting to die."

I am off of work tomorrow...SCORE.

Don't say goodbye.

With Love from Christ,
Shelby Owen Esther

Labeling Feelings

I want to go on a camping trip. No cell phones. In the woods. Bathe in the river. Sleep in a tent. I just want to be away. Not alone, but away. I think this would be amazing. Go hiking, swimming, fishing. Lovely.

What is this damage?
I have done to myself.
Some illness passed down from earlier generations.
Maybe just a slick pry to change.
It's hard to preceed,
The words start coming,
won't they stop?
Oh my God,
Please stop this growing anticipation.
A need for attention,
A need for love.
Either. Or neither.

Kiss My Grits (A homecooked meal)

...and he was right. They do, in fact, have good sweet tea. The only downfall-right next door is the hotel where a lady was murdered and shoved under the mattress, only to be found months later. How disturbing....also makes me not want to eat my cheeseburger after my dad informs me of the mishaps. <--mis-haps? Is that right? Anyway...

Probably the biggest thing I miss about living in Missouri is soul-winning. It takes courage, and a lot of self-control. Walking up to someone's door randomly and knocking on it, just to get it slammed in your face might be a little crushing to your ego, but for God's glory it's so worth it.

Yesterday, on the way home from Missouri, I was thinking a lot of my relationships with people and what they really think of me. I came to the conclusion that I can't really be myself that easily around people I care about. The truth is, if I would just let myself be who I really am they would probably like me even more. I'm not sure if many people would really take the time and effort to get to know me, or even care...but that would be unfair to them. And for me to expect that is a little selfish.

My water colors are calling my name...

Thank you Lord for this day, even though it was quite crappy. You let the sun shine, and that was all I needed.

Nice Evening,
Shelby Owen Esther