The Twin Cities Rainbow Chaser

moving across the country…to discover what God has in store

It’s Not What You Know…

Yep, you know how to finish the sentence.  It’s who you know.  Recently it has come to my attention that I have some friends who are negative influences.  And the worst part about this discovery is that it involves one of my BEST friends…my ROOMMATE.  How tragic, unfortunate, depressing, awkward is this???

Now, don’t go jumping to an inappropriate conclusion.  M (we’re just going to call her that for ease of…use) is an awesome friend.  She calms me down when I start freaking out.  She makes dinner when I’m swamped and she comes up with great movies to watch.  She motivates me to work out and eat healthier (most of the time).  She’s smart (biology/chemistry major) and she’s really nice (next weekend she’s going to training to volunteer at a center for sexual assault victims).

BUT…there’s always one of these nasty little (or big, in my case) things.  She is incredibly pessimistic (she didn’t have anything good to say about her day today…she just complained about her micro teacher, her group in physics, and the cars during her run).  Sometimes she is just a jerk (like about this person in her physics group…and her anatomy professor…and her mom).  At this moment, she is sitting in the living room complaining about having to do test corrections for physics.

Okay, I must…MUST stop myself from doing this.  This is why she’s a bad influence.  When I am constantly surrounded by such negativity and pessimism, it becomes ingrained in my heart and my head.  I begin finding the dark side of every aspect of my life…classes, work, friends…pessimism is contagious.  But you know what?  God has this little thing called


Peace I leave with you, my peace I give to you: not as the world gives, give I to you.  Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid (John 14:27).

Gotta love when that great book called the Bible speaks to your heart.  It’s time that I let go of anxiety and strife.  Pessimism has no place in my life.

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Beautiful Things

Have you heard of “Gungor”?  That’s okay…it took me a while too.  Here, check them out:  They have this song called “Beautiful Things”.  I like it.  The first time I heard it, I was at church.  We sang it a few times, and I always liked thinking about the words: “You make beautiful things out of us.”

That’s crazy, right?  And, then we used it as a reflection/prayer/thinking song at a girls’ Bible study one night.  And, then I finally got around to looking up the words and really really thinking about them.  They are so powerful!  I love them.  They are so true!  I can apply them to my life!

So, that power…did you read my last post?  That’s okay if you didn’t…I’m not sure that I did.  I was reflecting on God’s power and how easy it is to forget about that power and how present it can be in our lives at the present moment (haha, yes I meant to do that).  I took those French words and I wrote them on my mirror with a dry erase marker…snazzy, I know.  I saw them when I was getting ready in the morning and it was nice to just stop and reflect (whoa–another punny thing) on them.

This week, I decided to change my words: “Out of chaos life is being found in God.”  (I put in “God” instead of “you” so that I wouldn’t think that life was coming from chaos through me…that is definitely not true…I am chaos).  And, I also wrote “you make beautiful things”…I’m pretty sure I’ll remember that that one is God.  I am looking forward to getting ready in the morning (crazy since I get ready at 7 am–ew) and seeing those words.  Hopefully they will set the tone for my day and for the coming week (which looks to be fairly normal–yea!).  If I can remember that, no matter what chaos seems to be attacking me, like a midterm (yeah, I do have one of those), beauty is hiding somewhere.  I just have to patiently wait on the POWER of God to reveal itself.  He’ll put those rose colored glasses on me and I shall find the BEAUTY in the chaos…the pain…the stress…ah, those things that are my life…in which God finds beauty.  Gotta love an optimist.

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