Pro-Life Vegetarian *Gasp*

As I’ve mentioned in earlier posts, I believe that what you consume affects your overall health. By striving to live this way, I have slowly been becoming a vegetarian. I have been doing this for health reasons and personal convictions about harming animals for my dinner. Let me tell you, if you are a new vegetarian or vegan, don’t try to shout it from the rooftop. I cannot tell you how many times I’ve been told, “Being a vegetarian isn’t healthy, there’s no way to get protein.” “You need meat.” “How can you live without bacon?” But by far the most hurtful things that others have told me on my quest to eat healthy and help the environment, economy, and the animals by trying to eat ethically is when I’m told that I can’t be pro-life and a vegetarian.

Yes, you read it right. In the past, I have been told that I shouldn’t be fighting for animal life and yet be pro-human life.

I’m not sure how some seem to compare eating veggies to baby’s being murdered in their mothers womb, but, however, I have been told that my focus should be on saving babies, not animals because animals don’t have souls. I recognize this, but in too many cases animals in industrial farming there’s an abuse in the way the animals are raised and murdered for profit.

I am pro-life, but that goes further than babies. I have personal convictions about what and who I support in the animal industry. I don’t push my beliefs on others, but I believe that it’s one of my responsibilities to stand up for the animals because they don’t have a voice. Babies don’t have a voice, either; I stand up for them, too. 

Let me make this straight, I am in no way saying that a steak is more important than a baby. I love people, so that means I love babies too! Often times the others define being pro-life as being pro-human. But I say that sometimes being pro-life it means more than human babies. It means pro-life of babies, animals, and the environment. All being life – just being in different forms.

Be B.O.L.D. or italic

One simple phrase will rule this post, “Be B.O.L.D. or italic.” First I must define what B.O.L.D. stands for. B.O.L.D. is an acronym for
On (the)

Lately I have noticed and been convicted of the huge numbers or “Italic Christians” or “luke warm Christians.” An italic Christian is one who follows Him halfway. They trust G-ds direction in the good times but tend to drift away when seasons change and life. They often times are quiet about showing Christ’s love when they are around non believers but are B.O.L.D in the church setting or around other believers. G-d says that He will spit out luke warm Christians.

An Italic Christian as I said earlier, is luke warm. Many times other non Christians look at Christianity as a whole by the luke warm ones. Those who preach love, but judge the sinners. Who say that they are pro life, but yet look down upon ladies having babies out of wedlock, and many other similar situations. Unfortunately, there are many more italic Christians in this one then B.O.L.D. ones.

In the walk of following Christ there will be easy times and hard times. G-d NEVER promises that life will be easy, He says that He will stick it through with you. It is vital in order to be a B.O.L.D. Christian to keep pursuing G-d through the hardest times.

We need more boldness for G-d in this word. Those who fully live for Him and are .B.O.L.D. in Christ make amazing testimonies for him. You will probably be known for your trust and faithfulness in every season if you are B.O. L. D. not just italic.

I challenge you to be a B.O.L.D  follower of Christ, not Italic. What do you want to know for?

Art Expressions

I was browsing through my Pinterest account today and I found a quote that I really enjoy. The quote said the following, “Art is the most intense mode of individualism that the world has known.” – Oscar Wilde

This quote means a great deal to me because in the little world that I’m in during school hours and sometimes when I’m not in school, art becomes dumbed down to being purely a non abstract painting/drawing or a sculpture telling a visible story.

If this were to be true, who would the famous artist in the history books and museums? Picasso is a great example of a artist who expressed his own individualism. He used his own views of perception and color to tell stories of what was around him. I looked up the definition of “art”. There were several definitions, some are nouns and one of the nouns is “expression.” What is art without expression? What even is life without expression? Is that even possible? Even since the beginning of time expression was in the world. G-d used expression when he created the universe, Adam and Eve expressed sin when they ate the fruit.

Even the basic things in life are made with expression. Take food for example. The person who prepared the food for you used there own insights, senses, and expression to prepare the food. Other examples would be the designer of your clothes, furniture, vehicles, the architecture you see on your way to work, or the landscaper of your yard. All of these are forms of art, expression, and creativity.

When we limit ourselves to believing that art can only be on canvas we keep ourselves from seeing the beauty in life. I challenge you to see the beauty in the art that you’re surrounded by whether it be on canvas or not.

Remember to check out Lama-Leahs virtual art gallery!

I’m fine

Something has been bothering me lately. I am so tired of anyone whose obviously hurting emotional telling others that the are “fine”. I myself am guilty of this one with so many others. As a culture we are suppose to answer the “how are you?” Question with “I’m fine”. It doesn’t hardly matter how the individual is feeling. In this culture men especially are “suppose” to be strong all the time. But everyone regardless of age, class, or gender will have a few rainy days!

When we get into a habit of pretending everything is ‘okay’ or ‘good’ all the time we loose a sense of reality with another. Because we are not truthful to each other.  The next time someone asks how yoy are on a rainy day, I challenge you to be honest with them. Because when everyone gets into the habit of this I feel that we could move more towards a culture that has better mental health and less stereotypes for the mentally ill.


Recently I started using Bentonite clay on my face. If you are not familiar with this, it is a powder that you make into a paste, then put on your body to draw out the toxins. For the majority of the summer I was able to easily eat primarily vegetarian, but since school started it has been much harder to do so. On days that I eat more meat than I’m use to consuming, my body feels miserable.  Being a vegetarian is simple when you get use to it.

I started using the clay to get the toxins out of my body. Every individual in most parts of the world is constantly around toxins on a daily basis. From bug spray to what you package your lunch in, even (depending on your diet) your food is filled with stuff that has the power to give negative health affects.

Besides the things that fill the land that contain toxins, over the months I have slowly realized that I had toxic people in my own live. For a long time I denied it. I made excuses and exceptions for them. I called them “friends,” but they were constantly pulling me down and the thought of telling them goodbye was not something I was ready to do. As time would go on,  the stronger the toxins had gotten and the sicker my soul had become. After an attempted confrontation about this went down hill, I realized that for myself I had to say goodbye.

It was devastating for me to do, but I realized that friends are suppose to bring you up, NOT constantly bring you down. They should bring you life and godliness, not toxins. Saying bye to the toxins in my life has been one of the best things I have done. Since doing it, I have had a joy that I hadn’t had in a long time because before it was being constantly sucked out of me. I didn’t know how miserable I was until they were out of my life. To be honest, today I don’t care what those toxins think of me. They are not a part of my life anymore. I pray for them but I don’t live to impress them. When I get the “death glares” or the comments I try just to smile at them because all they are is insecure and rely on tearing down others in order to find any kind fulfilment in their life.

Some toxins you can’t avoid, but please get the unnecessary ones out of your life. Normally, you don’t know how sick the toxins have made you until you don’t have them anymore.


Beautifully Broken

Good orchestrates beautiful things. Recently I have had the opportunity to go to a bible study with other ladies of all different ages and backgrounds. All I can say is this bible study is filled with G-ds Kadosh, and he’s teaching me alot through it.

Typically at school I am around “Good Christian” students and staff.This is a great thing but most of the time there is a lack of those around me being real or open about what’s going on in there lives. Personally, I tend to get very frustrated with this mentality.

As I mentioned earlier G-d orchestrates beautiful things. Four years ago, my life was a complete mess. Three years ago my life was a mess. I’ve tried to get things together but even last week my life you guessed it…is a mess! It’s been a mess, but at the same time it’s been a beautiful mess. Recently G-d has countlessly blessed me by putting people in my life that I can minister to because of my story. My journey has not been an easy one. It has had steep hills, rocks, cacti, and ice. But it’s been the same way for the ladies in this small group. It’s been a different path for each one of us, but none of them has been easy. I am so amazed how G-d is able to take what I would consider a “mess” or “broken” and yet restore it into something amazing. I am learning to be greatful for the struggle because he is doing something beautiful with it to transform your life and possibly others lives too. This group has been great for me because the members are teaching me what I just stated. Does that mean that I have faith that everything will be okay all the time? Ha no. It’s still difficult most of the time. But I have a new element of trust in G-d, because I am starting to see beauty in brokenness through the blood of Christ.

Keep a biblical perspective of life, but also remember to see things as beautifully broken.


Happy Sukkot!

As there are several Jewish holidays the feast of booths, also known as Sukkot, is probably my favorite one. Don’t misunderstand me, eating fried foods during Chanukah is fun, eating Matzo ball soup is yummy, marching around with the Torah at Synagogue is a mermable holiday, too.

I don’t know what it is, but there’s just something special about Sukkot. The story behind Sukkot is the Israelites wandered the desert for 40 years. Therefore, Jews and Gentles are to sleep and eat outside in “Sukkots” and reflect on G-d’s provirsion for the Israelites.

A Sukkot is a “hut” like structure Jewish families live in during this holiday. The Sukkah is decorated by the family often times with fruits and vegetables that are associated with fall harvest.

It is by no means that I am someone who adores nature. For example, I have limited knowledge of insects and think that about every insect is poisonous. For being someone who isn’t necessarily a fan of “the great outdoors,” it can be a struggle to embrace this holiday. Yet, somehow it’s one of my favorite holidays.

There’s something special about having synagogue outside. About the congregation decorating a Sukkot and just having a more of a  relaxed service after Yom Kippur which is a very serious observance.

This celebration lasts for one week. As I mentioned earlier, the feast of harvest, otherwise known as the feast of booths, is about remembering to stay faithful. A few days ago, one of my Jewish friends told me that his family did not check the weather before going to sleep in their sukkah and the family was awakened in the middle of the night by a rain storm. Needless to say, they didn’t sleep in there Sukkah all night. 

This is literally a perfect example about having faith through the storms. When my friend went to bed, they didn’t assume the weather would get bad, but instead had faith that everything would be fine.

So many times it’s easy to have faith in G-d in the sunny days but difficult to adhere the same faith when the storms pour. Even the Israelites had a chance to get out of the wilderness after wondering for only ten years but because they had a lack of faith they wondered for an entire forty years.

Please be encouraged to every day, be bold in your faith and trust in G-d always. Even in the darkest times you don’t know when there may be a small ray of light coming your way.

The next time you consider losing your faith, remember G-d will persevere and think about the Israelites and the real reason for Sukkot.


Confidence is Silent but Insecurities Scream.

“Confidence is silent but insecurities scream.”
Well, isn’t that the truth?
As a teenage girl, I cannot tell you the number of times I have had conflict with another young lady because of this.

I distinctly remember one of the first times I was in one of these situations. I was at dance class (probably when I was about six years old) and for some reason me and a few others were arguing who would be front and center in this dance. One  of the little girls, who was more dominant in the group than the other girls, said,
“Well, I’m a better dancer so I need to be in the middle.” That day I was in my first physical girl fight. Just kidding! I didn’t say anything to her: I moved over to give her more space she thought she rightfully deserved. A few weeks after that I told my dance teacher what she said and the little girl apologized to me that night.

During that season of my life I was involved in lots of little incidents such as that. As I’ve grown older the actions of insecure girls around me have become bolder.
From a peer telling me that she is a better dancer than me to receiving anonymous notes in my locker telling me I have creepy eyes, or being told not to have conversations with certain people because they have a crush on who they don’t want me to talk to, or certain girls giving death glares. I can kinda tell when someone is insecure about themselves!

Girls, when you are being all mean and nasty to each other, you are saying more about yourself than whatever you are doing to them. How much does it really truly do for you when you become the bully?

It is extremely obvious when you are not confident in yourself. It can go two ways: 1) You are constantly doubting yourself and it shows girl #2 she can easily be controlling you; 2) When you find fulfillment in bringing others down. Ask G-d to fill you with confidence and focus on yourself getting better and don’t worry about those around you.

I am not to good at the whole being confident thing myself. I love playing my violin but I know I’m probably not going to be the next great violinist. When I had just begun playing, I had two strict conductors who influenced me in a not so positive way. One especially would publicly embarrass me in front of my peers. After many rehearsals, I would leave the room rehearsals were in and just run away. A few years later I built up my confidence to play for a group by myself, afterwords a teenager, who does not have any filter on their mouth, approached me and said, “I should have brought my instrument so we could’ve been terrible together.”

Just a few months ago I was playing violin and my friend was playing piano and we decided to play in a different location in the house that we hadn’t been before (some place that others could actually hear us), I played the first couple of notes of the song and two listening ears started rudely laughing at our music but they especially targeted me. Needless to say, I’ve had a hard time playing in front of anyone since then.

When it comes to posting on Lama-Leah I am always skeptical because English teachers have always handed back my papers with the piece covered in red ink. YOU, my  readers, have helped to show me that not necessarily everything that I have ever written is completely terrible. Maybe different ways of looking at things isn’t always a bad thing.

“Confidence is silent but insecurities scream.”
If you are truly confident about yourself, you will not have a need to put others down. Be the best you can be youself and be happy with that. When you compare yourself to others, all it does is it makes you judge youself harder. The one you are comparing youself to may be prettier, smarter, more athletic, a better dancer, or whatever it is, but most likely you don’t know what is actually going on in their life. They may be physically prettier because they wear lots of makeup and have gotten bullied for their appearance. They might be smarter, but they could spend hours studying late at night to assure an honor roll medal. Whatever it may be, the point is YOU DO NOT KNOW what is actually going in their life. Even if you are not 100% confident in yourself, fake it until you believe it youself.
There is nothing to fear but fear itself.

Blessings to you Lama-Leah readers!