Scared sh*tless

What can I say? The title explains it all..

I just graduated high school (yay me!)…. now what am I going to with all my newly found free time?

Oh I’m just going to make a trip to Pueblo to feed some homeless.


Put together a yard sale.

Donate stuff to Mary and Marthas.

Keep baking for old folk.

Make visits to hospitals.

Put together an event for my old high school and surround high schools.

Possible mission trip out of the states.

Here’s the thing though guys… I need to be treated like an adult.

So many people treat me like a child. I am 18 and graduated from high school. Yes, these two factors are very recent… But still.

Philippians 4:6,7 do not be anxious about anything, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God. And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.

Okay… Reading scripture like this makes me feel a lot better.

The Bible is God’s word. God talks to me. I talk to God. I feel better.

Well you know what, I need to trust in Him. I will always follow God. No matter what. And hey, you know what else? I’ll pray about it (haha, generic pastor phrase here)

I guess in the end, I’ll let go and let God.




I’m going against all odds Part 1

Being a senior, I face A LOT of stress (but then again, doesn’t everybody?)

The stress I’m talking about is the stress dealing with graduation, college classes, choosing a college, choosing a major, maintaining a job, yada yada yada, all that jazz, etc.

There’s just one more little thing I gotta add to my plate of worries; how can I still serve God when all I’m doing is worrying about myself?

I’ve been told by multiple people in my life that I need to, “Let go, let God.”

Uuuuhhhh…. That’s not how I roll. Sorry, yo.

In stressful situations, I need to know what’s going on, and that I can handle whatever it is BY MY SELF.

Here’s the thing… We weren’t made to handle ANYTHING by ourselves.

In Plato’s Symposium, it is said that humans were made with four arms, four legs, two hearts, and two heads. Fearing that these creatures would be too powerful, Zeus cut them in half, condemning them to spend the rest of their lives looking for their “other half.” This could be taken as trying to find your true love all your life, but I like to think of it in a different direction.

This is how we need to be with God. We need to seek him all our lives, never getting comfortable with where we are with him because there is ALWAYS more.

(I use capital letters for emphasis, figure that out yet?)

So, where I’m going with Plato’s Symposium is that we are never alone because we have our other half (God) out there.

(Let’s get back on track) Serving God has been, and always will be a passion of mine, but lately, this passion has grown into a need. I can feel my heart ache at this very moment, knowing there are so many helpless in my community, state, nation that could use help… And I’m here sitting in my English Comp class.

It hurts knowing there are people on the streets. It hurts knowing there are kids going hungry. It hurts knowing people have to sleep outside on the street, freezing cold. It hurts knowing I can help, but I’m not doing anything.

But just like Dr. King, I have a dream. (haha, I just made a rhyme)

With this growing need, I’ve been tossing around a lot of different ideas and ways I can help.

Holy Week

I’ve been saying all week that there’s more to Holy Week than just Easter. There’s Palm Sunday, Maundy Thursday, Good Friday, and Super Terrible Sunday as well. Palm Sunday is already done and over, so go read that blog if you want to know more on Palm Sunday.

Maundy Thursday was the night of the last supper. While Jesus sat at the table with the 12 disciples, He knew Peter would deny him, Thomas would doubt him, and Judas would betray him with a kiss. Think about it… If you’re there eating dinner with your best friends, and you know they are going to deeply hurt you. I can’t think of a worse feeling than being betrayed by loved ones. 

Good Friday isn’t good at all. People can be so deceiving with names.. tsk tsk. Anyways, Good Friday is probably one of the most important days for every Christian, for today is the day Jesus Christ is crucified for out sins. I read that Jesus was hanging on the old, ragged cross from 9AM to 3PM…

Earlier tonight I played guitar for my church’s Good Friday service. During the service, a slide show of the crucifixion of Jesus was on a loop on the projector. Seeing picture after picture of my savior hanging on a cross, bleeding, in pain… It was one of the most heartbreaking experiences I’ve had. God loves me so much that He sacrificed his only son so that I can live with them both in the kingdom one day (John 3:16). To know that Jesus died for me makes me forever grateful and humble to serve Him. It’s the least I could do.

As Super Terrible Saturday begins, I feel for the disciples. They betrayed their Savior and they have feelings of doubt and shame and guilt and hatred for themselves. I wish I could go back in time and give them the courage to tough it out and stay strong for a few short hours; until Sunday morning.

God is good, you guys. Remember that.



Mawwiage…. Mawwiage is what bwings us togevuh… tooooday.

Question of the day; should every one have the right to marry whom they so please?

Now, I know this is going to stir up a lot of controversy but I seriously, I honey badger don’t even care. It just says what it wants!

So, there are a lot of different opinions on gay marriage, and I respect them all. I know everyone has an opinion and I think that is absolutely wonderful! I am now going to state my opinion (and it may even get a little contradictory) but this is what I think, by no means what is considered “right.”

I think if you’re a chick and wanna marry a chick, go for it! If you’re a dude and wanna marry a dude, go for it! Who am I to judge whether a person loves the same gender or not? (Oh yeah, cause I’m not supposed to be judging others). Think about it, in America, it was illegal for a black and a white to marry. In 1967, those laws were FINALLY ruled unconstitutional. It took until freaking 1967 guys! That’s crazy!

Now it’s perfectly acceptable for a black man to marry a white woman, or a black woman to marry a white man.

Why don’t we feel this way about a woman with a woman, or a man with a man?

I believe it’s because we as Christians are raised by Biblical standards. Woman was made from man and man will leave his father and mother to become one flesh with his wife (Genesis 2, and I really hate using the Bible as a weapon by the way) That’s all well and good, but like I said before, “Who am I to judge?”… Better yet, “Who are WE to judge?”

I’ve heard on news reports and somewhere else (I don’t exactly remember, great source, huh?) but the source said that some people are born gay. They are born already knowing that they don’t care for the opposite sex, but find themselves drawn to the same sex. I can really believe this because I mean think about it, you didn’t choose to be straight, did you? It was a mind-set, no option. I think that’s how it is for people that are gay. Maybe it was just a recent choice, maybe not. Yo, I don’t know!

So to sum up what I believe… I think gay marriage is all well and dandy, I just personally will never have to deal with it, so it doesn’t effect me too much.

Love one another, stop judging, and live in haaaarmonyyyy (inserting shameless Little Mermaid reference here)

Peace out !



I seriously have no idea what I’m doing. This morning, God spoke to me for the first time in my life. I honestly thought there was a physical body right there next to me, saying something. It scared the crap out of me!! God’s voice was so crystal clear, just thinking about it gives me goosebumps. I know it wasn’t me, or anyone around me, because I was sitting in the middle of my college geography class when I heard Him say, “you will work with the church, do missions work, in My name.”

Seriously, God?

This screws up my entire life plan! I planned to go to UCCS to major in nutrition and to one day have a nice, steady job in Springs or Denver. I bet God has just been laughing his butt off the whole time I was making my own plans.

In an absolute panic, I texted my pastor in class telling him what I was feeling and how I couldn’t do this. He gave me some really great scripture (I’ll put all the scripture and a summary of them at the end of this post) that really helped, but I still feel really sketch about all of this. I meditated during lunch and tried to really think about if this is what God REALLY wants for me (I actually think I’m just trying to reason my way out of this).

But one scripture that has been stuck in my brain all day is Isaiah 6:8 I heard the voice of the Lord say, “Whom shall I send, and who shall go for us?” And I said, “Send me!”

…send me.

Samuel 3:1-21 — God sounded so real, Samuel thought it was Eli talking to him. At the end of the scripture, Eli tells Samuel, “He is the Lord; let him do what is good in his eyes.”

Jeremiah 1:1-19 — Jer thinks he is too young to do God’s work (yup, sounds like me). I kind of paraphrased a verse. Jeremiah 1:17 — Get ready, stand up, and speak.

Matthew 4:18-22 — This passage talks about how Peter and Andrew dropped everything they knew when Jesus said, “come, follow me” and James and John dropped everything they knew AND left their father for Jesus. That takes guts.

Luke 1:26-38 — Mary saw an angel and was really sketch about it. The MOTHER of Jesus Christ feels how I feel right now… That’s kind of nice to know. Luke 1:37 — “For no word from God will ever fail. Luke 1:38 — I am the Lord’s servant.

What I Learned In Church — Holy Week

Right, so … Holy Week. Good stuff, am I right? Palm Sunday; Jesus is here and people get naked and put their clothes on the ground for Jesus’ donkey. Partaay! A week passes and BOOM! Jesus rose from the dead! (Insert awful southern accent here) Happy day mama! Happy day! Okay, no seriously, Holy Week is good. 

But Holy Week isn’t just Palm Sunday and Easter.

There’s Maundy Thursday, Good Friday, and then Saturday… I guess people ran out of names for the days so they just kind of left Saturday out?

So I just want to try and put a visual in your head right now. Think of a graph. On Palm Sunday, everything is pretty good, could be better, but good. Alright, there goes Monday.. Tuesday.. Wednesday.. Maundy Thursday.. and CRASH. Good Friday crashes. Like 1930’s Stock Market crash. Saturday get’s a little worse.. and now it’s Sunday, Sunday! Jesus Christ is alive on Sundaaay! (Shout out to Rebecca Black yo!) Jesus don’t waste NO time. I mean, the first thing He does after He rises from the grave (which was probably like 6 in the morning) is drive 7 demons out of Mary Magdalene (No, seriously. It’s Mark 16:9, go read it for yourself).

My pastor (Calob) used a great reference this morning in church; a FACEBOOK reference. (There were probably some elders thinking, “What the heck’s a Facebook?” but that’s beside the point). During Holy Week, we really gotta check in and see where we are at with our relationship with God. If you feel really confident in your faith and feel like your growing spiritually, today was your day! (This was SO my day). Alright, I’m obviously either not a great note taker or not a good remember…er? But I don’t have any notes on Maundy Thursday but I know that this was the night of the last supper. Right, so no notes on Good Friday either, I’m going to assume that if your day is Good Friday, you might be feeling kinda sketch on your relationship with Christ (Calob, if you’re reading this, feel free to comment and completely prove me wrong). Good Friday is the time when Jesus was betrayed and denied. You might be feeling like this is your day if you haven’t been close to God recently, or have strayed from His path (But don’t worry, everything get’s better in three days).

So.. Saturday. Come to think of it, I bet everyone was too dang depressed to give Saturday a special name. Jesus’ disciples just abandoned him and many of His loved ones and followers just saw him die… I mean guys… Jesus is dead.. </3. Also, Saturday is a day of doubt. If your faith is being tested/questioned or you feel like God isn’t around anymore you need to figure out where you stand with God and really try and find peace.

After learning about all these new days, I think it’s really important to participate in these days as much as Palm Sunday and Easter. Maundy Thursday, Good Friday, and Super Terrible Saturday (yes, it now has a name) really adds to the drama of Easter. Afterall, Easter is not about ham or coloring eggs or giant rabbits; Easter is about Jesus Christ COMING BACK TO LIFE! (that’s gotta take some talent).

My pastor left me with a couple challenges, and I will leave you with the same;

1. Check in throughout the week, and see where you’re at in your life with God.

2. Try and go to a Maundy Thursday and Good Friday service (shout out to Wiley UMC!)

3. Pursue Jesus, however that might be.

Peace out!

Introduction Of Myself and Myself With God

I hope that most the people reading my blogs know who I am. If this isn’t the case, hi! My name is Jonna Castanos and I’m from a super small town in Colorado. I’m a senior this year, and I graduate in just a couple months (yikes :S) I’m planning on staying close to home, so I’ll be attending UCCS in the fall!

So basically, I’m writing about my experiences with God, challenges I face that coax me out of my comfort zone, and experiences I have with some different people. (I’ll most likely just end up talking about everything, fair warning).

Well, if this blog is gonna have some God-ly aspects about it, I should share my testimony.

Before I could even walk, I was baptized. My dad was (is?) Catholic and actually went to seminary school. He dropped out :S   Anyways… I grew up in a Methodist church and when I was 9 or 10, I was baptized (yet again). I went to Sunday School and also went to A.W.A.N.A.S (I don’t even remember what it means anymore, but it was like a youth group for elementary kids). Nearly 10 years ago, I started going to Beaver Creek Youth Camp. BCYC really helped me grow in my faith. As I got into high school, I got stupid. I let my trust in God get weak, and I really strayed from His path. During camp last summer, I finally got back on track, and since then I’ve been growing closer and closer to my Savior. I feel the need to read my Bible every day, share my testimony, and do all I can to honor Him. One amazing way I can honor God is by singing and playing guitar.  

Alright well, that’s me in a nutshell and there will be more posts to come about everything (everything AND the kitchen sink, whoa.)

Peace out 🙂