heart to heart

dear wordpress,

goodbye.

i’m trying something new.

i need a little re-organizing. a new adventure… a life-lift. (:

i’m moving to blogspot.

nothing personal at all – we’ve had some sweet times. let’s still be friends. (:

farewell,

kat

http://katherine-houston.blogspot.com

bridgewater homecoming

homecoming, for a cheerleader, is like Christmas.

it’s a weekend jam packed with exciting things – new jerseys, a pep rally, dance routine, stunts, sign making, locker room decorating, riding on a fire truck at the parade, tailgating with friends & family, FREE food & cute stuff from parents & big/little sisters, the big game, old friends returning and having fun with new ones…

i’ve decided that homecoming is my second favorite holiday. [after christmas, of course]

here’s a few pics of the cuteness, free stuff and just all around wow time i had. (:

ash & i

"the donkey" at the pep rally

tattoos before the big game - it was colddd

we're cute (:

...this is why it's like christmas...

dear colbie,

you’re my new favorite cd.

thanks for the great tracks, sweet songs, inspiring lyrics and pretty voice. (:

“Move Forward”

by, Bethany Dillon

“My name is Foreigner
From a far away land
My feet are covered in earth
They’ve been here and back again
And I have seen
Great things from a distance
They beckon me
I follow them

And I move forward
I move forward
I move forward to home, to home

My eyes are soft and wise
They tell a story
Of things left behind
Defeat and glory

And I push every hindrance aside”

home

i’m going home tomorrow (:

back to spotsylvania

back to my mama & daddy,

my awesome 17 year old brother,

& lacey, my super cute & hyper terrier.

back to 46 acres of space and beauty that surround my house on the hill,

back to the baseball field in the front yard,

the mile long drive way,

& pepper & petunia (the hogs) in their barn in the far feild.

back to fall ball baseball games at spotsy high

& shopping in the ‘burg.

back to sleepovers with my girls from ffbc,

& sunday morning worship in the place i found Christ.

back to life in fredericksburg – both peaceful & insane

back home …

man, i can’t wait (:

desire

desire :: (v) to long for, to hope for

desire :: (n) conscious impulse toward something that promises enjoyment or satisfaction in it’s attainment

… what is desire? how do we get it? what does it mean? what do we do with it when we have it? …

the desires of my heart have changed so much over my life. now, i’m not talking about little things: what i want for christmas, what i ask for for my birthday, etc. I mean the “big” things…  LIFE things.

i grew up longing for prince charming. i really wanted to fall in love and make it last forever. & i looked and looked for that love for most of my life… sounds silly but it’s legit. i really did want to look back in 50 years and remember meeting my husband in middle school or high school… i couldn’t picture NOT doing that.

well, hopefully i’ve found it. (: i do hope matt is the one i marry one day… some day. but my desires have changed…

i grew up, graduated high school and my desire about life switched to ME: what I wanted to do.  i became more “corporate” minded. i took on the “independent woman” concept… i went away to college, joined clubs, sports, majoring in Business and doing all the things “independent women” did. i thought about what I would do when I graduate – where I’d get my masters, how much traveling I’d do, the money I’d make. it was all about me.

Jesus has changed my heart. He’s started moving in my soul … placing a desire so deep in my that sometimes, it almost hurts. “Break my heart for what breaks yours, everything I am for kingdom’s cause” That’s how I feel right now… my desires, my new desires, are for others – are for WHO i am with them, HOW they view me, WHAT i can do.

my desires:

I want to be a wife & a mother. There’s this new desire in me for more than just “ooo i met prince charming”… it’s deeper, more mature… and kinda scary all at the same time. I can’t WAIT to share my life with someone – a Godly man who is so strong that i respect him automatically, that i trust him completely and can’t imagine anything else. I want to have babies – lots of them. (: I want a family – a big one. I want to raise my kinds so deep in Christ, in the foundations of His Love.

I love Africa. I know, I know… sounds kinda weird. ha. But my desire for Africa – for the country, the people an the pain they are facing is so real. I want to go there – help them – love on them as Christ loves on me. Uganda, South Africa… they need LOVE. They need prayer and support and to really FEEL Christ… I want to do that.

Worship. I need to learn, to grow, to become transparent. Worship is always on my heart – singing and making joyful music for Him is something I have in me – it’s always been a part of me. But I need to grow MORE… focus on why we worship and not just worship. Worship is deep: it’s completely connected with God, sitting at His feet, kneeling at the thrown, entering into His courts. I want to be able to really worship, to lay it all aside and souly focus on Him.

these are my heart’s desires: i hope i can look back & see how i acted upon them.

what are yours?

pudding & The Notebook

we are told … “women are fabulous. we are classy, gorgeous, one-of-a-kind.”

however… we don’t always feel that way.

right now, for instance, i feel ugly. i’m feeling kinda fat, depressed and just plain gross… it’ s just one of those moments you know? i just popped in The Notebook, grabbed my new addiction (chocolate & vanilla mixed pudding) and sat on my bed…. trying to get my heart together.

i’m not sure what’s going on right now. part of me feels this overwhelming urge to cry but i have honestly no idea why. hormones? probably. :/

so i’m just going to remind myself something that my favorite book says…

“Every woman has beauty to unveil. Every woman. She bears the image of God.
There is a radiance hidden in your heart that the world desperately needs.” -Captivating

so, women, let’s go unveil our beauty… even when we feel like poop. (:

(ps. SIDE-NOTE: this is adorable…

noah -  “just tell me what you want, i can be that.”

allie – “you’re dumb”

noah- “yeah i can be that”

*sigh* this is why women love The Notebook)

the guy way

i’m on duty … in a nut-shell that means i’m stuck in my room until 2am while my friends our out having fun and my boy is @ the jmu game [go dukes].

the only nice thing about today was i got to go cheer @ the bridgewater game [go eagles] however, we did lose in overtime. boo.

so i’m sitting in my room – i must be awake and capable of helping the needy until 2am. yes, one would think it would be a fabulous time for homework however, like any college kid, before homework there comes facebook (:

i’m just stalking people, you know… doing my duty as an avaid facebook addict. i was checking out my brothers page, my cousins page, friends from high school, friends from aletheia…. & something hit me.

see i saw this picture… this ADORABLE picture of my cousin, cassidy, with his girlfriend at the time. it was precious. he was still in his football uniform and they were hugging. he was half laughing and she was smiling so big her dimples were showing…. one of those pics you look at and say “wow, they belong together”. however, they’re not together. it’s sad, yea. it’s sad ’cause i know how much he loved her… but now, it’s over.

when i saw that picture it made me think of this picture of my brother & his girlfriend at the time. everyone in my family thought they were perfect, and i do mean perfect, for one another. i’ve never ever seen my brother act the way he did around her (in a good way). she had his heart. there’s a picture of them @ christmas time and it’s so stinkin precious you might puke. haha. but just 3 weeks after that picture, it ended. she crushed him.

breakups happen all the time. as girls, as women in this crazy world, we’re used to it… as sad as that is. we get used to the heartache the pain… but we still search for it… we search for love like it’s the only thing in this world we have to actually believe in.  & we get used to being the ones who are crushed but sometimes, just sometimes, we have to think about the guy way.

i know, i know. crazy right. ha. but here’s my thing – i just sat there and saw that adorable picture of my cousin. i saw them in real life – saw the love he had for her … and well, SHE hurt him. SHE broke him. & it was the same story for my brother.

it’s a foreign idea to us but… we break hearts too. we always play off guys as the “evil ones”… the ones who have no heart, who get in and get out … but the truth is, we hurt them too.

the hearts a funny thing. it’ll latch on to people when we least expect it… it’ll believe in the innocence of the other because EVERY heart wants another. EVERY HEART LONGS FOR IT’S MATCH.

i guess what all this rambling comes down to is realizing that we too can break hearts. we too have the ability, the power, to crush someone just as a boy has crushed us. we never really think about it that way & i think it’s because guys don’t handle it like girls do. girls wallow -  we talk with our girls, we get angry & vent to our girls about how stupid he is and how stupid we are for believing him, we spend hours crying, eating chocolate and watching chic-flics. guys can’t do that. society has deemed them unable to show that much emotion. however, the guys i know, in their own way, in the “guy way” DO care.

i see the change in him when that special girl grabs his soul, and then i see the how much it tears him up when she lets him go… it scars his heart, his precious God-made heart, just as much as ours when we have that bad breakup.

so remember. remember him the next time you go to make a stupid mistake. the next time you say something to him that you don’t mean. he FEELS too. he LOVES too. he CRIES too. he CARES, OPENS UP & LONGS for love like we do… in the guy way…

“each day”

“Each day, in the morning sun I see You
And my heart cries out with praise, for You
King of this heart
Each time, in the sun or rain I feel You
And my spirit cries with praise for You
Lord of this life

For You never leave me alone
Even when storms cloud my way
And I can’t see breaking day
You never leave me alone
For You’ll get the praise Your due
For even the rocks cry out to You
And when it’s said and done
You never leave me alone

Each night, in the evening moon I see You
Your beauty shines for all to see
King of glory
Neither death nor life, the darkness
Or even the light can separate
Me from Your love

For You never leave me alone
Even when storms cloud my way
And I can’t see breaking day
You never leave me alone
For You’ll get the praise Your due
For even the rocks cry out to You
And when it’s said and done
You never leave me alone”

by, Bluetree

[check them out. they are fantastic]

be

be encouraged.

be uplifted.

be fabulous.

be loved.

be wanted.

be orginial.

be a light.

be insane.

be cute.

be kinda crazy.

be who you are.

just be