Being Free From…

Soo by me being a “pastor’s daughter” i always go by what my mom/grandma/aunty says when it comes to church clothes and hair dos. By me being a “pastor’s daughter” my friends try to get me out the house as often as possible and educate me on different fashions, boys, music, and just more of the outside world. My mom grew up street smart and my dad grew up sheltered. My siblings and i are sheltered soo by me having the friends that i do, they influence me and i influence them.

My friends are the craziest bestest friends EVER i dont care what anybody says and they all go to my church and ive known them for THE longest time. But we all grow up and change and meet new people and try new things:

2 of my friends have gotten high (im not guna say…)

1 of my friends that i know for sure has given head

2 of my friends that i know for sure has lost their virginity

1 of my friends are sexually active

but thats just a few of my friends…and ive noticed that it all happened out of being extremely curious..

I had 3 of friends explain how gettin high makes u feel and they all told me that its scary b/c it seems like you’re guna die and you can see straight and everything looks blurry but you’re continously laughing and acting stupid.

It sounded asinine to even consider doing stuff like that but they were all influenced through their friends/boyfriends/girlfriends. I wanted to try it just to experience it but my mom told me that if i even considered on getting high that she prays to God that i will pee on myself and poop on myself and basically embarrass myself in front of everybody.

I was like DANGIT!!

But i started to become very curious about certain things b/c a while ago my mom accidentally overdosed me w/ liquid medicine and that was the best day ever ’cause it was like i was high but i knew i wasnt…i dont know but all i remember is trying to wallk and falling everywhere and laughin for no reason and that got me curious.

I had to be freed from my curious-self before it got out of control so i locked myself in a cage (not literally) and started being wise about my actions

I am free from cursing: now im not the type of person that would just cuss every 5 seconds i mean that’s not me its not in my blood to do that so i would just cuss every now and then but ocassionally unlike some people. But that was influenced through my so-called-friends at school. **Always check who you’re hanging with and see if they match the type of reputation you want for yourself b/c they will influence you to do some crazy stuff**

I am starting to be free from people. It comes to a point where i can be like “i honestly dont care what you think of me” but i could go somewhere w/ a certain person and he/she would be like “oooo thats sooo cute/sexy” or “uhuh take that off” and i would probably listen to them but thats only a 67% chance of that happening. The rest of the 33% of me would be like “ok well i like it so im guna get it”.

We humans dont have 9 lives to live like a cat (which i still dont understand how that works) but we only have 1 life and i dont plan on living my life when i graduate from high school and move out of my momma’s house. Im guna start living my life while i still have it and im guna enjoy it as much as possible.

I am free from lust. I am a girl who is attracted to guys with big lips. I dont like them HUGE i just like them big. So i could be at the movies with my girls and a cuute guy comes on the screen the first thing i look at is their lips then their abs. I would stare at it so long and just imagine what those lips would feel like and how hard those abs would feel like against my hand and then big hands are THE BEST. Yep thats how i use to be…sometimes even worse but im glad God freed me from that ’cause knowing myself i would have gotten into too much trouble with guys by now.

I am free from being accepted. I guess that can go w/ being free from people but ive learned that im Ashli and no1 can change that ever. I learned to accept me for me and ever since then i can care less what a guy thinks of me or what a lil female thinks of me.

I am going to be free from my mouth and my sttitude im still working on that but yea i’ll be free from that soon.

But the whole point is to be free be you and enjoy life

Respect Me Respect My Body

Ok soo now im growing up to be a “beautiful young lady” as my says. I might not have a big butt or big boobs like my other friends but i guess u can say im average. On the other hand, there are guys that i know that are starting to notice me more. im turning 15 on may 5 and b/c i only hang around teens that are my age and older (mostly older) and i have many guy friends, of course im guna get noticed i mean my body is changing.

So there’s this guy that asked me “hey when i give u a hug can i touch your butt?”

Waaa??? Y in the world is this fool suddenly asking to touch my butt? He never did that before…

Me: umm no

Him: y not?

I swear someties boys can be a bit stupid. I mean y is that us girls have to give an explainaton for EVERYHING? If i say no that means NO point ___.

Me: because i said so

Guys who think they can just do whatever to a girl just b/c they know or have known that girl “forever” are completely wrong. But what i hate is that they get act like they mad and they put u down just ’cause your standing up for what you believe in. Now im not sayin EVERY GUY IS LIKE THIS b/c its not true. I know some guys who actually respectable and have proven themselves respectable. Butt the guys that try soo hard to convince a girl to say “o ok well yea u can do this” or “wait dont be mad ok ok u can do that” is just wrong.

I’ve told the guys that i knew liked me “respect me respect my body”.

I have prayed to God about giving me discernment about people from now in my life b/c i dont want to mess up the gift that is inside me. He has been showing me things about my friends—both guys AND girls—and i know its time to make some changes….even though its guna hurt me and them.

Ladies, if u REALLY like this guy and he likes touching feeling and rubbing all over you and you KNOW its not right, then you need to ask yourself “does he respect me or does he just want my body?” of course every guy wants a body but im saying as ladies/women we should have a standard for ourselves and a boundaries for a guy. I dont care how much he says he loves you because if he loves you he would respect your boundaries/standards whether you’re looking for love or not. You should make yourself a high standard for you and the type of guy u want. I know i am. Im taking my own advice, chewing it, and swallowing. It hurts but its right

Life Lesson Learned ...i guess

Reblogged from I Am A Pastor's Daughter:

alright soo i know i havent been here for a while but lately ive had much tension built up in me

there are certain people in my church that i put into catergory when it comes to me:

-shy deacons, deconess (however u spell it), ministers/elders – they say hey but say it so softly in a shy tone

-bold deacons/deconess, minsters/elders- they will say hey hve at least a one minute conversation w/ me then be on their way…

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i know i've been out for a while but im back :)

Life Lesson Learned …i guess

alright soo i know i havent been here for a while but lately ive had much tension built up in me

there are certain people in my church that i put into catergory when it comes to me:

-shy deacons, deconess (however u spell it), ministers/elders – they say hey but say it so softly in a shy tone

-bold deacons/deconess, minsters/elders- they will say hey hve at least a one minute conversation w/ me then be on their way

-the nosy deacons/deconess, minsters/elders – they will b all UP in my business !!

however, according to m mom i dont have “business” b/c im only “14 years old (using my mama’s voice)”.

anywho, my relationship status with Dave is: just friends but b/c we both like each other (A LOT) we’re always around each other. so if u see him, u’ll see me; if u see me u’ll see him. that’s just the way it is. unfortunately, some people dont see us as friends which i understand but those “some people” actually went up to my mama and told them “umm copastor do u see Dave with your daughter?”

and as if that isnt enough, my mom has been getting on to me about Dave and how hes no good for me just b/c he is a mentee and other things i am not going to blog. i have overlooked all those things b/c i thought i finally found a guy who LOVES God and reads his bible and brings souls to Christ THEN brings to church on sunday and wednesday ! my awana class is so packed out on wednesdays now b/c he and his friends are actually bringing more people to church than anyone else in my class (and in church too!) but God told my mom that it wasnt time. and i knew He was right b/c Dave has rushed into some things that were NOT suppose to happen so fast.

but i finally have someone who is trying to be a better person and trying to be a better christian but also has a past. now i know what most of u may start to think “well if he has a past u shouldnt be dealing with him at all and plaus God told u to stop dealing with him and people at your church AND your own mother!”

yes that is all VERY true and i agree with it but its just the things that were said and the memories that were made its just hard to let go so easily. but thank God of my open communication with my own mother that i was able to understand why everyone was on my back about Dave so much even though i didnt and still dont appreciate it im glad that i was able to sit down w/ my mother and talk things through. soo im still in the process of letting him go but oMG it is EXTREMELY hard b/c i liked him (and still do) a lot and when i mean a lot i mean A LOT but its time to let go and this was just a life lesson learned. i’ll tell more details about what i experienced and learned throughout this whole thing …but please be in pray for me b/c prayer answers all things

Boys, Boys, and MORE Boys!

if there is a guy at my church that likes me, everyone in the church will see because everyone watches me like a hawk.

anything i do or say is important to people for some reason….i do NOT like that much attention on me just because my dad is the pastor

when Dave and I started sitting next to me in church i got looks, questioned, and a lot of “mhmm im watchin u”

Person: who is that?

Me: a guy that likes me

Person: mhmm… (and walks off)

people are constantly staring at us in church now and its EXTREMELY annoying !!!

i do like the fact that im cared about but if it was any other girl in my church no one would say a word unless it was needed….but that just doesnt apply to me. EVER

i LOVE my church but there are people in the church and some people are just doing the most…seriously.

there have been several  boys that liked me in my church. several. but it didnt last long of course (rollin my eyes) but when i get a boyfriend hes only coming on wednesdays bible study…im sorry but sunday is just too much for me -__- this is my life until may 5, 2015

nice.

Pastor’s Daughter? Really?

THE STORY:

when Dave found out that i was the pastor’s daughter he was on “amazed” mode. he said he wouldnt have guessed it because i didnt act like one. im sitting here thinking “what does a pastor’s daughter act like?”

when i became best friends with Ashanti and Shatera, i asked them what was their first impression of me before i started being their friends. they told me that they thought i was stuck up and that i could get away w/ anything and that i would condemn them on everything they said or did. wow was all i had to say

sooo what do u think??

Brothers and their Annoying Ways

Do i love my brother ?

YEP

But one thing about Andrew is that he talks to dang much !!! omg i cant tell my brother anything and i tell other people dont tell him anything becasue he just talks to much.

THE STORY:

Andrew comes home and goes upstairs to put down his bookbag and im downstairs eating noodles.

Me: hey andrew

Him: HEY ASHLI! (he is still upstairs yelling LOUD) OH! D-PERSON SAID—

Me: WAIT! come here and tell me bout the game first!

Dad (watchin the 49ers) who is “d-person”? mhmm i know who that is mhmm…

**D-person is suppose to be Dave (not his real name)

Me (in my head): wow andrew really ?

Me: dad i dont why he said d-person but its dave

Dad: mhmm i know…(turns his attention back to the game)

Andrew finally comes downstairs and tells me bout his game. im still eating my noodles in the kitchen and as andrew tells me more about the game my dad comes in the kitchen.

Andrew (tryin 2 whisper but cant whisper to save his life): d-person said to call him ok?

im pretty sure my dad heard him and my dad and i already had a talk about dave so everything was ok, almost. until andrew opened his mouth.

Andrew (NOT whispering anymore): what grade is that boy in ’cause he is SUPER tall!” in front of my dad and my dad isnt all the way OK bout Dave yet

i give him this look that says “SHUT THE FREAK UP” but i guess he didnt get the memo ’cause he kept asking me this question. i finally look at him and mouth: SHUTUP!!!!

he mouths back: SORRY

ugh soo irratated i dont even wanna hear the rest of his story! i but my bowl in the sink and walk upstairs while hes still trying to talk to me…watever big head (literally…that thing is HUGE!)

anyways i cant tell him ANYTHING because he has a big mouth and when i DONT tell him stuff he gets all mad and sarcastic. well andrew, this is EXCATLY why i dont tell u stuff ! ANNOYING

The Lion Sleeps Tonight…or gets irritated and roars

This morning i wake up and have my “its a normal day” routine. My mom wakes me up and i usually wait for her to go downstairs but this time she stayed upstais and kept saying “GET UP! GET UP!” so i was forced out of my bed…sadly. I go to my bathroom to complete my routine and afterwards i head towards my bedroom to put on clothes.

Mom (finally downstairs yelling): “Andrew what are you doing?”

Andrew (upstairs in his bathroom yelling): “Im in the bathroom!”

Mom: “IT IS 7:20 IT DOES NOT TAKE MORE THAN 30 MINUTES JUST TO BRUSH YOUR TEETH AND WASH YOUR FACE!”

Now im used to hearing my parents yell and fuss and spank andrew and alexis soo in my head im like “here we go again” but my mom comes up the stairs w/ her belt that has rhinestones on them and says “YOU HAVE 5 MINUTES TO GET DRESSED AND COME DOWNSTAIRS DO U UNDERSTAND ME?”

Then she comes in my room while im trying to put my shoes on and says “HURRY UP! IT SHOULD TAKE THIS LONG!”

And she does the same to Alexis.

Im thinking “what the heck just happened?? This isnt part of MY routine…getting yelled at is Andrew/Alexis’s routine not mine!”

But o well we all eneded up getting out the house on time to catch the bus. But b/c my dad usually wakes us up he doesnt say anything to us until ts 7:35 and we still arent ready to go. My dad wasnt here this morning so my momhad to wake us up and i guess she didnt realize that we do this every morning and still havent miss the bus but thats ok. Shes the mother…im the child….and still i walked into the world w/ my music blasting Drake’s Headlines. :)

Hello and Goodbye to Friends

Bre Jones(not her real name) was my best friend since 6th grade. Im in 9th grade and i no longer have her as my best friend. Why? Because my mom decides to pray that Bre would be removed from my life. Bre and I have sooo much history together but we argued like sisters! Ive always known that she was boy-crazy but i never knew it would get out of control. Going into high school was a slap in the face for me. Within the first few weeks of August i was already tired of Bre’s bull. She would get mad over the stupidest things and it started to irriatate me. I knew something else was wrong b/c she started to act weird. And one day she just stop talking to me. Not a word not a sound. If i asked her something she would look down and just shrug her shoulders. This enraged me even more b/c i didnt know what her problem was. I still dont know what her problem is with me! I tell my mom about the arguements and the im-ignoring-u thing she was doing to me but she just tells me to leave her alone and pray for her. I honestly was really hurt b/c that was my BEST FRIEND for the longest time! But high school changes people…i learned that the hard way. Just a month ago i told my mom about Dave and then she finally decides to tell me that she prayed to God to remove Bre from my life.

Me: “WHY!?!”

Mom: “Well u see what shes doing now dont u? I didnt need that influence effecting your life. I knew this was going to happen but i didnt say anything.

Me (freakin pissed off): “wow..”

I wish she never told me this. Even though shes right about Bre (Bre is a TOTALLY different person now) she shouldnt have told me that because i loved Bre like my sister. But there are some people who only stay for a season…

Mothers+Boys=AHH!!!

Soo im talking to my mom about this guy i like at my church and she totally freaks out on me and just snaps ! But then again, i knew not to bother my mom while she was cooking. Thats just a no-no. But i did anyway because it was just me and her in the kitchen and the guilt of not telling her about it was eating me alive ! So after dinner, i asked if we could talk later about Dave (not his real name). She says yes so i sit down and told her basically everything (me and Dave have been txtin and talking for a while now) and she thanks me for being honest with her because she does not like sneaky. AT ALL.

Then she tells me “well i already know who you’re going to marry anyways so dont worry bout these other boys”.

Im like “WHAT!?!” i mean isnt that a lil creepy ??? Am i grateful for a mother who cares enough to pray for my success? YES! however, my mom is praying for me to marry a certain person that i probably dont even know or talk to. Creeepy……in a caring way of course….i guess.

Because God honors my parents for their obidence and sacrifices, He answers their prayers almost immeadiately. Thats great but at the same time im like “omg” ….i never WHAT theyr praying about sooo…..God help ME !

More about my Life

I have a brother, Andrew, and a sister, Alexis. Out of the three I am the oldest on both sides of the family. All of my cousins are younger than me because i was the “first born” as everyone likes to call it.  God called my dad to pastor so we moved from California to Georgia. Did we fly ? Nope we had a road trip….a VERY LONG roadtrip. We moved to Georgia in 2003 and started the church in 2005. My dad named it Tabernacle of Praise Church International. Ever since then my life has completely changed me, my family, and my friends.  So the journey begins…

January 10, 2012…just a normal day

January 10, 2012…just a normal day.

January 10, 2012…just a normal day

Today was another normal day:

My mom wakes me up at 6:45am tells me to get up, I sit up and wait til she goes down stairs then i lay back down under my warm covers.  Around 7 i finally get up and lug myself to the bathroom and put my contacts in, brush my teeth, and wash my face.  I go put on my clothes and go downstairs to pack my lunch. Maybe eat breakfast. Check my phone….oh wait i dont have my phone. Dang. (i got a C in honrs bio…) I check myself again and fix my hair…again. I check the time and yell “DREW LEXI LETS GO!” and my dad gets up from the couch to meet us at the door. We all pray and say goodbye. I walk out of my safety zone into the world with my music blasting Drake’s Headlines. And the day begins….

WordPress welcomes …

Hey everyone Im new here but i doubt i wont be new long. Im starting a blog about the life as the daughter of a pastor. Many have came up to me and asked me what its like to be a pastors daughter so I just decided to make a blog about my life. Hope you like it