Archive | April, 2011

Late.Later.Lately.

27 Apr

The last 6 1/2 months, I have been away. To a place that I now call “home”… It is and will always be a place that is very dear to my heart. O Montana. What have you done to me. Everyone there has had such a large impact on me. But there’s a few people that just stuck out extra much… And blessed me in special ways.

1. My Lovelies in the Dorm…

Cortney: My “Den Mother” and “Auntie Cortney”… She was there late at night when I just needed to let stuff out and verbalize my mind. She put up with my “looks” and taught me the word “Freak”. When I first arrived in Montana, I would get up and leave if she walked in the room (and she NEVER will let me forget that).

Emily: O “If you were mine”… Since I am a city girl, having Emily around was like having that piece of Philadelphia with me. She did not just help me with my outfits everyday and love weddings, but also encouraged me to stay and continue growing. Every time I see a bird, I now think of her…

Kendyl-Lou: My lovely roommate. I think I was one of the luckiest girls. I had a room with just Kendyl for almost an entire month. Having only us two in the room allowed us to have personal and deep conversations. She showed me what a healthy, Christian relationship looks like and how to be patient. She never failed to make me laugh and never failed to have me almost kill her, when she was on the phone, and i opened our closet door.

2. My Adorable (vain) Chica…

  Erin Murphy: This woman is the most Vain woman I have ever met… But in all seriousness. She is the woman who had the biggest impact on my life in Montana. Even though I did not cry, when she dropped me off at the airport, I does not mean I do not love her. She helped me through my ginormous meltdown in the beginning of my Montana time, through different issues that came up, knocked some sense into me, and through it all, she was my friend. She knew how to perfectly balance herself and it helped keep me in line. I am thankful I went through the program after she was put on staff, because without my dear Erin Murphy, I do not know how I would have been able to done it.

3. My Mountainous Father…

  Bruce!: Hi Bruce! Everyday. Literally. Usually when I meet people that like nature, hunting, and eating tons of meat, I am not really able to have any type of conversation or relationship with them. But with Bruce, he turned into a dad figure for me. I still do not know what it was about him, but it just worked. I may have not have talked to him about everything, but he made me laugh (which was very much needed in the beginning) and you can tell that he is a man of God and is living his life fully for him.

4. My Platinum Twin…

  Brittany Rose: Ahhh! O how do I miss her! I remember meeting this girl and thinking 1. She has such blonde hair and 2. She is wearing sneakers from Urban…. During our time in Montana, Brittany and I grew close because we both HATED being in Montana and we fed off each other and kept making it worse. And then, one day, we both loved it and never wanted to leave. It’s crazy to think and see how much we have both grown and how much has happened since we met… Such as her getting MARRIED. It’s awesome. I have made and friend. A best friend. One that I will have for forever and she is someone that I want in my life, because I know she will keep me accountable and call me out and truly love me.

5. My… I do not know what he is…

  Pastor Michael: How on earth do I explain who he is to me, or who he is in general. When I talk to people that do not know him and tell them that he always makes me cry, they are not able to understand why. Pastor Michael cares. He cares that you do what God tells you to do. He wants to see you succeed. He wants to see you let your life be used as a tool to help grow the kingdom of God. He truly and genuinely loves everyone on staff at the ranch, all of the interns, his family, his friends, and anyone that he crosses paths with. He knows what it is like to live FULLY for the Lord and what it is like to not be living like that. That is usually why I cry. He loves like God loves.

These words I have written about these people are not to be taken lightly. I could write a book about each of them and tell about all the stories, memories, and the impact they have made on me and on many others, but I like to make things short and sweet.

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25 Apr

You have a Bucket List. I have an Adventure List. I doubt there’s a need to say anything else.

1. Go Hot Air Ballooning

2. Help the Homeless

3. Grow a Pear Tree

4. Have a Pet Hedgehog named, Harriet

5. Witness a Miracle

6. Get Married

7. Travel to Africa

8. Live in the City

9. Help Paint a Mural

10. Watch Something turn Beautiful

11. Adopt

12. Write a Children’s Book

13. Travel to Austrailia

14. Get a Dog named, Pistachio

15. Go Sail Boating

16. Have a Star Named After Me

17. Go to a Play on Broadway

18. Go on a Picnic (with a puppy)

19. Send a Message in a Bottle

20. Go to a Ball

21. Ride in a Taxi

22. Learn Spanish

23. Read Through All of the Books of the Bible

24. Go to a Butterfly Garden

25. Visit the Giraffe

26. Go to an Orchestra

27. Re-Visit Montana.

And… The List Continues to Grow.

Enemy VS. Friend

21 Apr

There are Enemies and there are Friends in life, but there are always the people who stick closer than a brother (or in my case it’s a sister too). As I thought about who to choose for this day, I couldn’t choose. There are so many different people who have made and impact on my life. Brittany Rose, Erin Nicole, Laura Miller, Erin Murphy, Emily Ann, Kendyl-Lou, Elo Chrobo, Rae Mae, and O so many more people. Literally, that list of eight names is only the beginning.

Since sixth grade, I’ve known Mike Focht… He was the Junior High assistant pastor and then moved up to Senior High around the same time I did. He saw me before I seriously started walking with the Lord, prayed for and with me many times, saw me start walking with the Lord, and is now watching me continue to grow post-high school. He has been role model to me and I know to many other people at Calvary.

I know I have written about Brooke in a previous post, but I have known her for so long that she has made an impact on me. She puts up with all my crap and I put up with her moods. We have brought each other closer to the Lord through everything.

I wish I had a photo with him, or even of him… A man who has made a large impact on my life is Mark Abrams. Not little Markus, but his our dad, Pastor Mark Abrams. I have known little Markus and Daddy Mark since sixth grade, when I started doing outreaches with Junior High in the city. Working with Mark created my passion for the homeless, needy, and city of Philadelphia. His smile, love for reaching the unsaved, and love for me has been such a blessing the last seven years.

Last, but NOT least… Sara Marie. O golly. I’ve known this girl for about five years. Since I was fifteen. Yes. If you know anything about me, you will know that it is physically impossible for me to have known her since I was fifteen and that friendship be alive for five years, because I am only eighteen. Well, that is how time works with Sara and I. It moves on her side and I stay the same. Some people do not know that we are friends, but we most definitely are. She is my big sister. She has probably been stressed out and annoyed many, many, MANY times with me, but we have grown closer through it all. We met while helping at a Junior High Retreat and since then, we have been best friends. The other night, while talking to her in MY car, we both realized how our relationship has matured. We are both growing into women of the Lord and girls that are living for Him. Brooke has put up with a lot of my nonsense and so has Sara. While Brooke has been here with me through it, Sara has taken sometime and gone to Bible college all over the world. It is crazy how one person can make such a large impact on you, and that when you go to write about them, you do not know how to place anything in words.

Friends are friends no matter what. It is true that it is hard work to be a good friend. It takes commitment, love, patience, and time. I would say that I have been blessed and am lucky to have so many people in my life that I love and would call a friend.

A single soul dwelling in two bodies

10 Apr

What is a friend? It is a single soul dwelling in two bodies.

Day two is about the person you’ve been the closest two for the longest. I have known a lot of my friends for about the same amount of time. So as I looked through photos and a thought about which friend I am the closest to and have been the closest to for the longest, I had many options and possibilities, but I chose Brooke Anne.

This is a girl who has gone through hell and back. She is a girl that fell and with God, prayer, and encouragement has gotten back up and is walking a strong walk.

I met Brooke in either fourth or fifth grade (I am pretty sure it was fourth though) at church. We used to talk and giggle the entire service and she was always the one that got sent out to the hallway to count to 3000. She started coming over everyday during the summer of our early junior high years. She was always the girl that people said was mean, scary, and rude… But it was just Brooke. This is a girl that hides everything so well. It’s nuts. I knew she was going through a lot of stuff in her family, but I did not really know nor understand everything.

Growing up, she was used to having her dad go in and out of hospitals, back and forth to doctor appointments, and having him be sick one day and kinda better the next. He was battling cancer and it caused the entire family to fight with him. Being in only junior high and the youngest in the family, my friend started going through that part I call hell.

Freshman year is what I call my wake up year. A couple days after thanksgiving, my Grandmom, who was also battling cancer, went to be with the Lord and Brooke was by my side the entire time. On Christmas day, Brooke too lost someone. That someone was her dad.

Our flesh is quick to anger and Brooke flung that anger onto the Lord. She backslid and again, was made to hide all her emotions inside. I stayed beside this girl and she stayed next to me all the way through high school and we put up with all the petty drama and ridiculousness of going to a small school.

At the end of senior, I revived my walk and Brooke just kept living. This is a girl I care so dearly about and I did not want her to fall even deeper when I left in the fall.

After many hours of prayer and many times chatting and just giving her love, Brooke started coming out to college and career and reviving her walk with the Lord. And then… Then it was time for me to say ciao and go to Montana.

I’ve never been so nervous to leave someone in my entire life. I was so scared that my best friend would fall right back into all the stuff Satan was tempting her with before, but I was wrong. I had such little faith praying for her. She kept walking and is still walking. God has taken a grasp on her life and she is holding on to Him with everything she’s got. I’m not saying she is perfect, but she is growing.

Lord willing, Brooke Anne will continue to be my friend and years from now, I will be able to write another blog post about my long had friend. If she ever comes to your mind, please pray that the Lord continues to do a work in her life and guide her and also that she follows in His paths for her life. This girl is what made me realize what true friendship is and that no matter what happens, she will always love me (or at least I hope she will!). And she has been what made me learn to pray in faith that God can do anything. Because He can. And He is.

Moi and Nonfictional Facts

8 Apr

Never was I going to do something like this, but I have fallen into it. I am going to do a 30 day challenge.

Day 1 = Moi & Nonfictional Facts

1. My name is Darla Maxine

2. I love the state of Montana

3. The Lord has captured my heart at the end of ninth grade

4. An obsession is me adoring owls

5. The best purchase I have ever made was buying A Walk to Remember for three bucks

6. A blessing is all the doors God has opened in my life

7. Some think I am rude or mean, because of my facial expressions

8. Whenever I cry and I do not want to cry, I end up laughing hysterically

9. My life is a movie. (no joke)

10. A goal, dream, and passion is to open a homeless shelter one day

11. Patience and contentment are the two things that always come up

12. Just like the movie UP, I too am going to make an adventure book

13. Another dream is to invest in a lovely priced camera

14. This is the third blog that I have made in the last 7 months (hopefully this one lasts longer)

Nineteen Forty

8 Apr

Waking up on a hardwood floor can be painful and confusing, yet is sometimes what happens in life.  

Waking up, I threw on a parrot shirt and clipped back my outgrown bangs with an artsy leaf pin.

Waking up and walking across to worship the Lord at a place that used to be home.

Awake. Trying on clothes. Curling hair. Applying red lipstick. Rain and Umbrellas.

Yes, that is my day. My day is never the usual, but is always the usual for me. Last night, a dear friend of mine slept over and I had the opportunity to model for her today. She is making a portfolio of photos from each decade. I returned to Philadelphia just in time for the 1940s. Feeling like a child, I dressed up in my grandmother’s clothing and waited at the train station for my lover to return home.

My friend’s name is Jaci Bailey and she is such a cute photographer. Check her out at… http://jacibailey.wordpress.com/

 

 

Who you’re getting yourself into.

8 Apr
Some say life is life. Make what you want of it.
I say life is a gift. Do what the Lord gives you.

During our time on this earth, we are all constantly going and growing.

No matter where you live and how busy or how peaceful it is.

We grow and we die. Being a child of God, we are able to grow in two ways and die in another two ways. We never stop growing and we should never stop dying. Die to yourself and live for Him. This site is an area of my growth. It may be consistent, but it may not. The goal is to show my life, my love, my passion, and my Father.

Enjoy!

Growing = Suburb living with an adoration for fashion and photography

Growing = Frolicking around the city streets

Growing = Sent to mountainous Montana

Growing = Thrown back into the concrete life

Growing = Growing never can become grown

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