Oceans of Justice

So, I've come to realize junior year isn't nearly as difficult as everyone promised. I'm not complaining, I'm just saying it's been weird. Also, it's not like I haven't been busy, I'm just not as shocked as I thought I would be.
Anyways, hello fellow bloggers, it's been awhile since I last posted. Life has been crazy!! I hope everyone is well.
A girl said to my youth group this week that she was looking out over us worshiping last week, and we weren't alive. Got me thinking about apathy and stuff. So, read Amos. It talks about all that kind of stuff. Amos 5:21-24 in the message says, "I can't stand your religious meetings. 
   I'm fed up with your conferences and conventions.
I want nothing to do with your religion projects, 
   your pretentious slogans and goals.
I'm sick of your fund-raising schemes, 
   your public relations and image making.
I've had all I can take of your noisy ego-music. 
   When was the last time you sang to me?
Do you know what I want? 
   I want justice—oceans of it.
I want fairness—rivers of it. 
   That's what I want. That's all I want."

Wow, talk about convicting. Justice - oceans of it. Let's fight for it. 

Let's start singing to Him again, I agree that we've lost the passion. We're not ALIVE. 

So, live and sing and be alive in our heart when you sing.

Keep Going,

Helena Elise

Waffles

Every single day, I see someone I would enjoy taking a long walk with, holding hands with, or stealing a kiss from. Deciding not to date...even for one year of highschool, is going to be one of the most difficult challenges I have taken up. While last year I only really began a relationship in the last few months of school, it was a relationship nonetheless. But my God is worth every day of this. I'm going to need prayer, for any of you that continue to read my blog. I mean, every girls likes to be flattered and doted on. My problem is that I have found myself loving those compliments more than what the God of the universe says about me. The point is not to make a statement about the ludicracy of highschool relationships, but to find myself in God. It's to regocnize that my identity comes from my creator. Not from an adolescent boy. I want to wait. I want to have something special for my future husband.
So it goes...
FOR NARNIA!!!!!!
(but really for God)
love,
helena

Please prove yourself wrong

My house is shaking with the rolls of thunder. As we tell travis- the angels ae bowling. Life is so precious, but shouldn't eternity be even more so? Why are we more focused on saving the life, than saving the eternity? Food for thought.
I think that's all I have for today.
With mustard seeds and grape juice,
Helena elise

How I know I'm alive

This morning was my idea of a perfect sky.
The clouds covered the sky in grey, but it's not the ominous grey which foretells of rain, it's the calm grey that says, "just sleep". Then the wind blows some of the clouds away and you can see that Colorado blue sky peeking through. And it is quiet, with the distant roar of civilization buzzing in the background, but the most prominent sound is that of the doves and the crows and the stellar jays cooing to the rising sun. The humming birds sit and take long drinks because everything is still, and the morning dew is like a blanket of safety for their delicate existence. Every animal sits with quiet reverence looking towards this morning masterpiece in awe. They know their maker. The morning was like something from my imagination. It was what I suppose Neverland or heaven is like. It only gets better. The clouds have cleared, the the sun warms the earth. The flowers greet God with beautiful delicacy and wonder; the trees straighten their spines and stand in their proper place, as guardians of the forest. The earth is alive with God's majesty, and I get to witness it.


I so often forget how incredible life is. I don't need anything to be added or taken away from it for it to be anything short of inspiring and every bit as lovely as God intended. Life is amazing. I am so blessed to be able to breathe in God's majesty. How much more amazing will it be to stand in His presence one day. 


Those are my thoughts today. Enjoy life. Breathe in deep. Laugh and don't forget who we live for.


Love,
Helena

Doors

God closes doors for a reason, it's people like me that are stupid enough to open them again.
What we find...is horrendous, heartbreaking, and it all becomes clear why the door was closed. The door was closed to protect us from what would crush us. But, I guess, being crushed isn't all that bad. I can cling to HIM even more. In my weakness, he is strong. You are all I need. All I've ever needed.
I give you my heart....for the thousandth time, I pray that you would take my life....stop letting me be so stupid. Oh my heavy heart, he is near to you. 
What is the love of one person if the God of the universe loved me ever before time began? 
Thank you God for loving me. You are my all.


Helena
P.s. In the end, everything will be ok, if it's not ok, it's not the end. -Unknown

I like taquitos

Tell me, why is it that, it's incredibly easy to give in to sin, when we know the guilt, shame, discontent, and hurt that will come with it? And still, it's so hard to accept love that comes with just that. LOVE. Mercy, compassion, grace, and the best part is that it's never-ending. It's eternal, and nothing can end it-stop it, or lessen it.


I'm having such a hard time accepting that God loves me. He could wipe me off of eternity in a span of his finger, and no one would notice, I wouldn't even notice, because I would be gone!! But he doesn't?


I've asked this so often...and I asked, well, God, what if you just created a Helena who is more obedient than me, and it was one of those moments when God kind of chuckles at us. He told me that, a more obedient Helena, isn't Helena.


Oofigdhuhhhhhhhhhhhh...my fingers feel like lead...
sorry...that's random.
Bahahaha, I'M NOT SORRY!!! Why would I ever be sorry for being random?
Psh, silly.


So, my friend Lydia,
God could not have been more exact on the placement of her in my life. Haha, why would he be off....haha, he's God.


Anyways, that's all I have to say. Off to the gym!!


With love, and a bucket of Kosher pickles,
Helena Elise

An infant, constructing a city.

Okay, God, you have my attention.
I get it.
This isn't your plan.
I asked for a sign, a obvious, but gentle sign.
Well, obvious...gentle-not exactly.
Please don't let me go, I need your strength now, more than ever.
I love you.
Helena

I can't decide how I feel about it...those moments when God shows up, and shakes our lives. The ones we have built, and tweaked to our satisfaction. God steps in and says, "That's not how I planned it." But I know he's right, and true, and faithful, and good....and this time, I'll listen.

Helena Elise