MY PRINCESS

You are bold,

You are beautiful.

You are bountiful,

Bubbling over with love.

You are boisterous

My bonnie lass!

A child of the King,

You are my daughter.

I embrace you!

IDENTITY

What is this mask I wear?

Does it hide my identity?

Or is my identity the mask?

Who am I in this wide world?

Creative? Yes.

Designer? Unmistakably, yes.

Beautiful? Quietly, yes.

A seeker of beauty?

Without a doubt.

Up-lifter? Encourager? Friend?

I try my best.

A reader? Thinker? Philosopher?

Somewhat, occasionally.

A dreamer? Hope FULL romantic?

Undoubtably I am.

A child of God? Saved by grace?

Praise God, it’s true!

I’m free to be me,

Only after seeking You!

So, here are the options for Phoenix Fire's costume. The second and fourth designs are actually for a different heroine, Crosseye. Let me know which one you like the most - my favorite is the one in the middle. Also, below the logo designs for both Phoenix Fire and Crosseye, let me know what you think of these too. Thanks for reading, and for your feedback.

Phoenix Fire

Phoenix Fire

Bio: I'm just a simple, freckle-faced southern girl with big dreams and an even bigger God. I do my best to live a normal life, but in these times being a christian, constantly seeking after the will of God and dying to my own, is anything but normal. I fight the battle against stereotypes, hatred, sadness, and self-loathing. Just like any other twenty-something singleton living with her parents in the suburbs of Dallas, I have to admit that I long for something more. A cooler car, a better job, a husband, a place to call my own... But I know that my time is coming. This is only a season of my life, and I am only a young fledgling, recently reborn from the ashes of another life. I can only imagine what more God has in store and I leave it all in His more than capable hands!

Strengths and Abilities: Average, but supernatural when connected to the Holy Spirit

Weaknesses: People-pleasing and the need to maintain control

Weapons: The Sword of the Spirit (God's Word)

(My super-hero alter-ego, kind of ordinary, but I like it! ;) Anyway, I'll be posting some costume sketches tomorrow. Come back and help me pick which one to create and wear this Halloween!)

PORTRAIT

Friends are like paintbrushes,

All different shapes, sizes, textures, fibers.

They produce contrasting strokes and effects.

They are the tools that create,

Each used to paint pieces of my portrait.

I do not hold the brushes or choose the colors,

No, only the Master can make those decisions.

Only He knows what the final project will express.

I am only the blank paper,

Waiting to absorb the chosen color,

Soaking up every ounce of paint

And longing to see what I will be!

OSCILATION OF LIFE

My life seems to oscillate

From one place to another

And then back again.

States of coming and going

Going and coming.

Periods of rest and those of action

That only lead to more rest.

People get thrown in the ebb & flow

As I go along with my journey.

Two homes is one too many

But I can ask for no less

For, without one or the other

I would not be as I am!

WAITING

I am a vase.

Formed over hours,

In the master’s hands.

Left on the high shelf

For time to dry and

Understand my shape.

He’s taken me down;

My day in the kiln is soon…

How I long to be finished,

All painted and glazed.

Then one day I’ll be set,

Holding flowers for all to see!

FROM THE ASHES

I am the newly born chick,

Freshly hatched from ashes.

Ashes of a life gone by,

Of a season ended.

I must re-learn things forgotten

Yet some memories hold fast.

I’m reminded of life as a bird of fire;

One fully-grown and quite alight…

But now I cannot fly

Or roam the skies alone.

I must rehearse my voice

And remember my song,

For I feel the day coming

When I’ll sing with a throng.

I must depend on instinct

And old memories

As I face the test

And am reset ablaze!

Words...

I often don't know what to say, or why to speak, or how to say what's been pressed upon me. Why do my words mean anything? How can they relate to anyone? They're just a piece of me, why would anyone need to hear them? I remember days when I needed to hear simple words from a friendly heart, but I don't always see myself as someone to come to for words of wisdom. And then I remember that the wisdom is not mine, even what little counsel I can give is from my Father. He is the one writing the words; He's the one that changed my heart and made it simple, ready, willing and able to encourage. He is the one my heart knows and learns from; it yearns to be more like Him and, therefore, does it's best to imitate His love...

Phoenix

PHOENIX

I am beauty from ashes

I am a bird of fire

Birthed from disaster

I am your creature

Created through the pain of love!

A simple hello...

I just want to take this opportunity to tell you, to remind you that, Yes, you are. You are lovely, you are captivating, you are beautiful. It is breathtaking to see you enter a room, uplifting to catch you smiling, heartbreaking to watch you walk away. And God loves you, His beauty, His creation. He admires you every time you make yourself available to admiration. You are worth everything He's done for you, everything He's giving you and all He's only dreamed of sharing with you! Claim it, oh child of God, oh princess of heaven. Claim the beauty of your soul, of your life with utter confidence. And never let it go!

A little about me: I'm pretty much your average young, aspiring designer with high hopes and big dreams. But I am passionate about one thing especially... I long to help women reveal their beauty, for every woman IS beautiful and every women deserves to feel like a princess! I never liked designing for an "average customer". I prefer getting to know the actual women I'm making a dress for. What is she like? What is she comfortable in? Has she ever felt beautiful enough, confident enough, comfortable enough to walk into a room and own it? And once I know more about her, I can help her design something that she'll love and be able to be herself in; what could be more rewarding?