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Yep, Im the The “Good Christian Girl” Who Already Had Sex


One morning in college, I woke up, got ready and drove to a church to buy myself a purity ring. My heart ached a little bit at the thought of it, because even at that time, the last word that I would have used to define myself was “pure.”

Maybe regretful, ashamed, dirty, totally undeserving of an honorable man’s affections.


But definitely not pure.

Here’s a little backstory: I had made many commitments to make drastic changes to my life before this day, but those empty words often resulted in nothing. I continued living my life the only way that I knew how.

I jumped from relationship to relationship because I was insecure and dependent. If I even felt that a relationship was on the rocks, I would make sure I had someone else waiting in the background. Sad, right? My heart was a torn-up piece of cloth and I kept trying to patch it with the wrong things.

There was one specific day when I found out that my on-and-off again boyfriend of three years was dating someone new. I had given everything to him and that physical and emotional connection meant double the heartbreak. It crushed me. My mind ran wild and my heart physically hurt for months.

But instead of healing in a healthy way, I decided to heal my broken heart by seeking more attention. I drank a lot and made bad decisions. I forced myself to date people who were never a good fit in the first place, because “I just wanted to be happy.”

However, it made me feel the exact opposite. I often went home crying, depressed and broken after a night out. I asked myself: “Why do I keep going back to this lifestyle if it makes me so unhappy?” I couldn’t answer that. And yet, I still ensured that I had someone on speed dial to keep me company, just in case the feeling of brokenness began creeping back up on me. And it always did. It always does, doesn’t it? I was a wretched mess who couldn’t stand on my own two feet without fake love and empty affection.

But God.

I gave my life to Jesus when I was 19. I have loved Him and failed Him ever since that day, but He still loves me endlessly. If I’m honest, my surrender to Him was initially more of a moment of “nothing else is working, so I might as well try this.” But God is good and gave grace despite my selfishness. And after I surrendered it all to Him — the filth, the despair, the loneliness — I knew something was about to be different.

My desires were different. God was changing my present. And little did I know, He was drastically changing my future the moment that He led me to buy that ring.

I knew something new was coming. I was so ready and excited to destroy the life that made me feel undeserving and shameful and turn it into a distant memory.

After I purchased the ring that day, I got into my car and I shut the door. As soon as I placed it on my finger, I began to cry. I broke down into an overwhelming sob which led to a full-on ugly cry. I couldn’t have even prepared myself for the beautiful emotions I felt or the thoughts that ran through my mind.

I kept hearing this verse: “If anyone is in Christ, He is a new creation. Old things have passed away; behold, all things have become new.” (2 Corinthians 5:17)

And in that moment, I felt a lot of things. But more than anything, I felt free.

Free from the obligation to be someone I never really wanted to be.

Free from allowing myself to feel used, just because I was lonely.

Free from permitting someone who called only when he “felt like it” to define every ounce of my worth.

Free from seeking attention and praise for my looks or my body.

Free from the desire to give myself up to anyone, especially who wouldn’t walk a mile for me—let alone 500.

I was free from the life that was so far from what was intended for me.

And that life is also so, so far from what is intended for you.

You are more than your mistakes. You are loved, precious and worthy. Whatever it is that you are dependent on or in bondage to, God is offering you a fresh start.

You may be married now and bear the burden of guilt for your past decisions. Or you are in the midst of living out these mistakes today, seeking a way out without any direction. Either way: You are loved. You may not have deserved a second chance, but you are offered one. And today you have the choice to choose Him — over yourself — and begin afresh.

I’ve been married to my husband, Jesse, for five years now. He and I fought really hard to remain pure until we were finally married. And it was so worth it. Some people mocked it, but I didn’t mind. I was secure in the belief that God created intimacy for my husband and him alone. I was content in waiting (even when it got really stinking hard).

Jesse loved God enough, and loved me enough, actively to show me that his priority was my heart and not my body. I had never been offered that kind of respect before. I had never even tried to earn it.

The closeness in our relationship was unmatched because we spent time talking and learning about one another rather than leaning on intimacy as a crutch.

He displayed an unconditional love for me that I had never once received in my life. He made me feel really, truly loved. He would have walked 500 miles for me without a second thought. And he made me feel like I was worth waiting for.

My story was no longer one of shame, but one of redemption. It’s a story of ashes to beauty because of forgiveness and love.

It’s never too late to start over. God moves in us. God heals us day after day from the brokenness we cause for ourselves. He fills our lives with a fullness that we can’t even fathom without Him. And He loves you enough to set you on a new path.

Read more: https://faithit.com/when-youre-good-christian-girl-who-already-had-sex-lindsey-maestas/

Nick Jonas Fell His “Find You” Music Video& We’re All Freaking Out


OMG, you guys. Today is already a great day. Nick Jonas’ “Find You” music video is eventually here, and it’s certainly, really good. Nick Jonas, the international serviceman of seductive, is always surprising us with brand new music, and this time it’s something absolutely, utterly stylish. Jonas’ brand-new anthem, “Find You, ” is the kind of gentle motif to get you in the mood to dancing on the beach with a knot of attractive strangers. Jonas does that in the music video, and it is truly invigorating for me. Can I do that? Is that what a beach day with Jonas is like? If so, sign me up.

Jonas ceased “Find You” on Sept. 14, 2017, and the entire world started bobbing their honchoes. We know where to find you, Nick Jonas. You can find him on the radio until eternally because this song is catchy AF, y’all. So what does this music video actually mean? Who is it about, and why is he driving an expensive vehicle so close to the irrigate? Watch out, buster! One of the words answers, “I look for you in the center of the sun.” I have no clue what who are able to aim, but do not look directly at the sunshine, parties. It’s not worth it to merely find a riddle daughter that impedes concealing from you. No way.

This is Jonas’ second song to come out the summer months, and we aren’t mad about it. The lyric, “Remember I Told You” was the catchy sing released after May. It peculiarity Mike Posner and Anne Marie, and it showcased Jonas’ sultry voice. Mama like. Both songs are completely different, but these are sensual.

One thing is for certain, Jonas knows how to connect with his fans. In October of 2016, he told

Heartbreak is a theme that a lot of parties relate to — the challenges presented by the next steps in their own lives, and when some openings close, and how you approach the next ones opening … I considered pretty quickly that it was a lot of what my fans could relate to. It’s nerve-wracking when[ the tenderness] are as personal as the ones that I shared were. But I find alleviated when I use my writing as a way to handle — it’s extremely therapeutic.

Jonas is getting deep, and I like it.

Here are more melodics to deeply analyze 😛 TAGEND

I took a pill but it didn’t facilitate me numb
I see your look even when my seeings are shut
But I never genuinely know where to find you

I taste the words that keep falling out your mouth
If I could love you I would never put you down
But I never genuinely know where to find you

Where to find you
Where to find you
But I never truly know where to find you
Try, try, try
Try, try, try
Try, try, try
But I never certainly know where to find you

I’m guessing, based on the music video, Jonas is stumbling through a sweltering, steamy desert all alone, and finally acquires the beautiful California coast. Although one would assume the first stop would be instantly into the monstrous body of water, Jonas instead dances with all the beautiful women on the beach. Hey, we all have our priorities. Is he looking for that special female “hes losing” long ago? Is he searching for himself? Oh, Jonas. You are a mysterious man.

At the end of the video, Jonas rushes into a Lyft on the beach and leaves. Yes, he gets into a freakin’ Lyft. I couldn’t believe it either, but it happened. Times that have intend, or is it clever produce placement? Probably a little bit of both, honestly. Although Jonas never seems to find who he’s looking for, the music video is a delicious treat.

Now, let’s all get out there and shake our hips to this sexy little song and find our inner dancing! Afterall, we’re all looking for something.

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Death aces: music’s great loss of 2016


From David Bowie to Prince and Leonard Cohen, extinction has thrown a long darknes over the world of pop and stone. But, as more colonists reach a certain age, its something well have get used to

Trying to guess how record will evaluate an era in pa is a famously tough see. Nostalgia twistings and distorts what actually happened. Stuff that seemed enormously important then isnt always what seems important years on: superstars get forgotten, collisions fade from reminiscence, emphasis is subtly shifted to reflect precede changes in savors or to fit a wider narrative that wasnt self-evident at the time. Even so, it seems a moderately safe bet to say that when people look back on 2016, they are able to think it is right death.

Death was the years big breakout superstar. The plots were full of it: posthumous stumbles choked up the Top 40; the success of its first year most unexpected No 1 book Viola Beachs eponymous introduction was down to the band and their managers deaths in a auto accident five months previously. No meticulously schemed stealth freeing, with its carefully cultivated breeze of astonish and obscured impact date, was as surprising as David Bowie or Princes death. Decembers traditional daddy narration about the hasten for the Christmas number one was wholly eclipsed by the deaths among George Michael. It was what people talked about: more column inches were resided, more deals given over, more social media uprights posted and blogs blogged about popping aces expiring than about those who lived, even Beyonc or Kanye West.

There were sections publicly mourning dead pa superstars and articles examining the nature of publicly mourning dead daddy hotshots that posited ideologies that beings were grieving not for the stars themselves or even for what they represented, but for their own lost youth, transfixed by Starman on Top Of The Pops or snogging to Careless Whisper at a neighbourhood disco or if they were too young to recollect the late aces glory daylights firsthand for a mythic, imaginary, perfect pop past they never knew: the creepy make of rock musics obsession with its own history over the past 25 years.

A traditional dad narrative of geniu brutally grasped away by premature demise … George Michael at the Live Aid concert in 1985. Photo: PA/ PA Wire

There was even a mini-industry in pieces telling people to stop publicly mourning dead pop wizards. The grain of true in read articles that some of the tributes were maudlin and overblown, and others smack-dab of nothing more than a frantic desire to join in( We honour you Rocket Man !!! offered Ticketmaster UKs Twitter feed during the Brits Bowie tribute) was devastated by the fact that they were always the work of the kind of correspondent who plainly adores no music as much as the seem of their own voice.

No one needs to hear Station to Station twice, snorted Giles Coren, as if Station to Station were a legendarily horrific Bowie album, rather than one made at the top of his powers and that most people consider to be among his best: the be thought that Coren hadnt actually listened Station to Station once, let alone twice, was difficult to avoid.

For all the talk of 2016 as an extraordinary year for dad fatalities, there is an statement that it was more or less ever thus. Death has loomed over daddy nearly from the time that pop inaugurated: rocknroll had been a mainstream phenomenon for scarcely two years when Buddy Holly and Richie Valens died in February 1959. In a macrocosm without social media as an store, public agony for popping aces took on weird formations. There is a theory that the late 50 s/ early 60 s furor for demise disc stumbled chants in which the protagonist or their development partners or both died, such as Tell Laura I Love Her, Johnny Remember Me, Teen Angel was a sublimated grieving of Holly, Valens, Eddie Cochran et al.

There was another cramp of morbidity in pop in the early 70 s, its first year immediately after the deaths of Jimi Hendrix, Janis Joplin, Brian Jones and Jim Morrison, when the charts played host to a succession of latterday extinction disc from Bloodrocks DOA to Hot Chocolates Emma and some of the 60 s originals became hittings again. You might have recalled the Twitter tributes and the vigils and the wonky Bowie murals were a bit de trop and cras, but they look like the height of restricted good taste compared with, pronounce, used to go and buying Danny Mirrors I Remember Elvis Presley, a Europe-wide hit on which a rotund Dutchman in a fringed case did an impersonation of Presley a matter of weeks after his death in 1977.

Prince, 7 June 1958 21 April 2016. Photograph: Richard E. Aaron/ Redferns

Still, 2016 s deaths experienced outstanding, and not merely in their profusion. Plenty of famed masters have died in recent years from Lemmy to Lou Reed, Whitney Houston to Amy Winehouse but you would have to strain back to the death of Michael Jackson in 2009 to find a comparable cocktail of stardom and epoch-defining affect to that is in possession of Bowie and Prince.

Their demises, and the manner in which the latter are sorrowed, seemed markedly different to Jacksons, perhaps since this is bolstered by social media, still in its relative infancy when Jackson croaked( Facebook had 305 m customers in 2009 and more than 1.6 bn in early 2016; Twitters servers crashed on the evening of Jacksons fatality because more than 100,000 tweets were cast in an hour containing his appoint, but by the time of Princes death, an average of 21 m tweets were transmitted per hour on a ordinary date ). Or perhaps it was because Jacksons living and profession appeared to have been falling apart for years devotees had suffered for the overtaking of the exuberant girl who sang ABC and the genius who embezzled the present peforming Billie Jean at Motowns 25 th commemoration long before he actually expired while Bowie and Prince were in the midst of renaissances.

Rumours about the country of Bowies health had flowed for some time the Flaming Lips had even preserved a sung titled Is David Bowie Dying ? in 2012 but they had been strenuously disclaimed when he returned to recording with The Next Day in 2013. He had also just liberated his best album in decades and appears very represented in favourite culture at the time of his death( as, curiously, did George Michael, who hadnt secreted a studio book since 2004, but who died at the time of year when Last-place Christmas by Wham! becomes an unavoidable spirit on the radio and blaring out of stores ). There had never been any suggestion that anything was wrong with Lord: his live reveals in 2015 seemed like the work of an creator at the highest level of his competition , not a being in chronic ache who had become addicted to opioids as a result.

In detail , good-for-nothing in daddy history has actually prepare you for the method Bowie succumbed. In the past, boulder superstars who knew they were dying manufactured music that addressed the fact before they did Queens Innuendo is carried with psalms that seem to allude to the fact that Freddie Mercury is not long for this earth; Warren Zevons final album The Wind ends with a ballad called Keep Me In Your Heart. But unless youre the type of person or persons conceives the conspiracy possibilities about the continued existence of Tupac Shakur, Elvis Presley or Jim Morrison , no one had stage-managed their demise fairly like this: the hugely acclaimed, but apparently impassable brand-new book, the contents of which suddenly plucked into focus three days after its liberation with the report of his death; the footpath of evidences left in the accompanying videos and the albums sleeve; the direction followers were forcing them detective work, proposing different meanings for Blackstars title. His death would have been an happening anyway, but Bowie carefully manufactured it a bigger episode still, without returning it into a circus. There was something nearly joyful about it.

Leonard Cohen, 21 September 1934 7 November 7 2016. Picture: Antonio Olmos for the Observer

But if Princes death was the most shocking, and Bowies the most spectacular, then Leonard Cohens move in November was the most disclose. The traditional narrative of a pop-star demise is that of George Michael: of talent cruelly grasped away by a premature collapse, usually be complemented by lurid supposition about what had been going on in their private lives. The one thing papa stars never did was die of ageing. But Cohen was 82, a pretty good innings by anyones standards: a few weeks before he passed away in his sleep, he told an interviewer he was ready to die. And thats the kind of pop virtuoso death of which were going to see more. Were 60 years away from the rocknroll blowup as far from being Heartbreak Hotel and Blue Suede Shoes as they were from the premiere of La Bohme and Mahlers Third Symphony and half a century has passed since 1966, arguably the crucial time in the development of 60 s pop.

It seems faintly magical that any of the designers of the former are alive, but the objective is: Little Richard is 83, Jerry Lee Lewis is 81, Chuck Berry is 90, and his first book in 36 years is due for release in 2017. The inventors of the latter are now into their 70 s: you didnt have to be a cynic or unbelievably ghoulish to sense that impending fatality was a factor in beings up to $1,599 for tickets to this years Desert Trip festival that brought together the Rolling Stones, Neil Young, Pink Floyds Roger Waters, the Who, Bob Dylan and Paul McCartney. Whether we is becoming more immune to pop lores passing away, or whether 2016 s outbursts of heartache become a regular manifestation, remains to be seen.

As the leader of Earth, Wind& Fire not just a vocalist, but a songwriter, arranger, make and bandleader Maurice White has a claim to be one of the most important point beings in pop record, producing his stripe to the forefront of subsequent actions in black music: funk, disco, electronic R& B. He died on 4 February, aged 74.

Maurice White, 19 December 19 1941 4 February 2016. Photograph: Rob Verhorst/ Getty Images

And let us not forget

Merle Haggard , by oppose, offered little in accordance with the rules of good times, lyrically at the least. He pioneered the Bakersfield sound, a Californian take over country that didnt sink into Laurel Canyon introspection, but considered the plight of fighting driving Americans to a hard-country endorsement that shaped him a geographically distant but artistically close cousin of the proscribe country artists in Texas. Haggard croaked on 6 April, his 79 th birthday.

Equally important in their own domains were the innovators of ska and prog. Prince Buster ( above ), who died on 8 September at persons under the age of 78, was one of the great legends of Jamaican music, and someone whose music gained a second life when he became one of the brainchildren for the 2 Tone movement in the late 70 s. Not simply was Madnesss immense early pop One Step Beyond a Prince Buster cover, the band too appointed themselves after one of his songs.

The theatrical excess of Emerson, Lake and Palmer, meanwhile, might have been one of the causes of punk, but they bestride prog like cape-wearing, knife-wielding, concept-developing superheroes, and even those who never cared for them should consider the work of Keith Emerson ( who died on 11 March, aged 71) and Greg Lake ( 7 December, 69) preserved with the Nice and King Crimson respectively before filing them in the not-for-me pile.

George Martin, 3 January 1926 8 March 2016. Photograph: John Dove/ Abbey Road Studios

And that is still scarcely scratching the surface of the years descended enormous. Congolese music lost a monster in Papa Wemba ( 24 April, 66 ); Sir George Martin , who was so crucial to the Beatles, died on 8 March, aged 90; Glenn Frey of the Eagles, whose Their Greatest Makes( 1971 -1 975) is the sixth-bestselling book of all time, passed away on 18 January, aged 67; Rod Temperton , who went from working in a frozen food factory in Grimsby to writing megahit after megahit for Michael Jackson, been killed in October, aged 66.

Every kind of music lost heroes. Hip-hop investigated the tragically early deaths of Phife Dawg ( above ) of A Tribe Called Quest( 22 March, 45) and Prince Be of PM Dawn( 17 June, 46 ). R& B legend Otis Clay croaked on 8 January, aged 73, his death completely overshadowed by Bowies two days later. Funk lost the great Bernie Worrell of Parliament/ Funkadelic( 24 June, 72) and tribe determined the leaving of the brilliant fiddler Dave Swarbrick of Fairport Convention whose obituary had first been printed, much to his surprise, times earlier, on 3 June, aged 75. Mose Allison , one of the greats of jazz, was 89 when he passed away on 15 November.

Let us recollect, more, those figures from the leading edge and the backrooms who contributed so much better to music. Parties such as Alan Vega of Suicide, who showed the punks what confrontational actually represented( 16 July, 78 ). Or Scotty Moore , the guitarist on those great early Elvis sections( 28 June, 84 ). Or David Mancuso , whose flawless flavour and form influenced generations of DJs and clubbers alike( 14 November, 72 ). Or Chips Moman , the producer who also co-wrote two of people greatest sungs: Do Right Woman, Do Right Man and The Dark End of the Street( 13 June, 79 ).

And all this without mentioning Sharon Jones or Vi Subversa or Paul Kantner or Colin Vearncombe or Pete Burns or Bobby Vee, or many, many more. It was a sad, lamentable time for music.

Michael Hann

At the border, my son was taken from me


(CNN)I came to the United States on February 20, 2018, to seek political asylum. As I walked across the international bridge, which connects Brownsville, Texas, to Matamoros, Mexico, I felt fear rising in my throat.

I knew that the asylum process could take a long time, and that it was possible that my son and I would be detained while we waited for a judge to decide our futures.
I never could have imagined they would take him away from me. But soon I discovered how the US immigration system truly works.
    After I told the officers that I was here to seek asylum, they brought me into a room and asked me questions about why I had come to the United States. I told them of the danger that I had faced in Honduras — resulting from a military crackdown against protests following a contested presidential election. Each day people were disappearing; I fled just after the military tear-gassed our home.
    I turned over documents that showed both my identity and my son’s, including my Honduran ID card, his birth certificate and his birth record from the hospital — and the latter two documents listed me as his mother. The officers kept all these documents, and they never asked any questions about whether he was my son.
    We spent that night in a facility — it would be the last night that my son would sleep in my arms for months.
    When we woke up the next morning, immigration officers brought us outside where there were two government cars waiting. They said that I would be going to one place, and my son would go to another. I asked why repeatedly, but they didn’t give me a reason.
    The officers forced me to strap my son into a car seat. As I looked for the buckles, my hands shook, and my son started to cry. Without giving me even a moment to comfort him, the officer shut the door. I could see my son through the window, looking back at me — waiting for me to get in the car with him — but I wasn’t allowed to. He was screaming as the car drove away.
    I was brought to Port Isabel Detention Center in Los Fresnos, Texas. I could barely move or speak or think knowing that my son had never spent time without me before, and now he was alone in a separate government facility.
    The next day, I was told that he had been taken to a federally-sponsored foster home in San Antonio, Texas, but I wasn’t told who was taking care of him, how long he would be there or when I would see him next. I was given a phone number to call, but I had no access to a phone.
    After two days, I was transferred to Laredo Detention Center, where I was able to call my sister for help. She was able to see my son on a video phone, but I was not able to see him or receive any photos. My son is too young to speak, but at least they could have let him hear my voice. I didn’t know if he would forget it.
    In those desperate days, after weeks in detention, I was at a breaking point. Thankfully, I met two women — Laura and Maria — also in detention, who helped me find strength. They told me that I had to make it through this separation for my son, that I had to get out in order to find him.
    While being transferred to three different detention centers around Texas, I prayed, cleaned, took English classes — anything I could to keep my mind focused on the possibility of getting my son back and not on the pain of losing him. I asked God for help to keep my spirit from breaking, and he answered.
    On April 3, an immigration judge found that I had a credible asylum claim, and I was released a few weeks later. I was then able to make a request through the Office of Refugee Resettlement that my son be given back.
    On May 2, my son was brought to me after spending two months and 11 days with strangers. It was an indescribable, uncontainable joy to hold him. I couldn’t stop kissing his face. The entire time we were separated, my son was the reason that I held on and finally, he was there, like a vision. This May, I passed my first Mother’s Day in the United States with my son.
    I am proof that parents who are legally seeking asylum are being separated from their children for seemingly no reason. My heart goes out to the other mothers who are still aching for their children. I pray for them to have strength, and that they encounter people who can help carry their spirits, like the other women in the detention facilities did for me. In the face of such cruelty, it made all the difference.

    Read more: https://www.cnn.com/2018/05/29/opinions/immigration-separation-mother-son-mirian/index.html

    Scooter startup Bird is reportedly about to hit a $2B valuation


    More financing is coming in for Bird, this time potentially valuing the company at $2 billion, according to a new report by Axios.

    There’s not a ton to add here compared to the last round (which happened just weeks ago), as the same dynamics are probably in play here. While Uber was a bet on car rides and generally getting around, Bird is that but at a dramatically more granular level — thinking short hops of a few miles in congested areas. Startups that are exceedingly hot can sometimes pull off these rolling rounds where investors are coming in at various points, especially as the model further proves out over time.

    If you live in a major metropolitan area, you’ve probably seen Bird (and Lime) scooters hanging out on the sidewalks — potentially knocked over in a spot where someone might trip over them while checking his or her phone. That’s been a point of tension in areas like San Francisco, where Bird has had to temporarily come off the sidewalks as a permit system rolls out. Bird isn’t the first mobility-focused service that has faced regulatory challenges before, but it is one that’s become very popular very quickly.

    This too, as Axios notes, could be an easy play to get into a hot market that a major ridesharing company could want to buy its way into. Uber acquired Jump, an on-demand bike service, in the midst of its own financing round. While bikes don’t seem to be getting quite the hype that scooters are, Lyft is also planning to acquire Motivate, an on-demand biking network.

    Bird just weeks ago raised $150 million at a $1 billion valuation, while Lime raised an additional $250 million. Bird was valued at $300 million in a financing round earlier this year.

    Read more: https://techcrunch.com/2018/06/12/scooter-startup-bird-is-reportedly-about-to-hit-a-2b-valuation/

    Venus Williams’ splendid reinvention undaunted by Wimbledon final demolish


    Venus Williamss late-career revival is surely not over yet, with her overcome by Garbie Muguruza in the Wimbledon final, and she now prepares visions on the US Open

    Venus Williams ridiculous longevity in a sport notorious for burnout specimen is impressive enough , not even accounting for the incurable autoimmune malady that has settlement her tennis for most of the past decade. The 37 -year-old Americans road to the Wimbledon final included three straight wins against adversaries born in 1997, its first year Williams manufactured her Wimbledon debut. But she came up short against the imperious Garbie Muguruza, a star-in-waiting who did what young lions do to older champions.

    Yet Williams runner-up finish is the type of accomplishment that will tighten the credulity among future generations. The oldest participate in the top 300 the third-oldest in the top 1,000 came within one triumph of growing the oldest Wimbledon females singles endorse since 1908. This was a big deal.

    It would be a forcing enough wool for the tennis alone but it has all along been just about tennis with the Williams sisters, who burst from the playgrounds of Compton two decades ago as braided teenage iconoclasts and the ultimate strangers: a pair of black girl Jehovahs Evidences from the sports outer boundary who came to dominate a cavity chiefly owned, played and watched by rich white people. She was quickly overshadowed by the more outspoken Serena, who offended the world by triumphing the familys first grand slam at the 1999 US Open nine months before Venus violated her duck at the All England Club.

    Together the sisters campaigned their acces on to the stage amid mockery and review from all corners, leveraging the twinned headache of racism and sexism with uncommon mercy. But it was Venus who was firstly through the barrage, endowing her with an ability to block out distractions that has often felt superhuman.

    Never more was this placidity put to the test than during the past fortnight, as Williams has negotiated her course through her 20 th and most difficult Wimbledon in the wake of appalling tragedy .~ ATAGEND Days before her newcomer, Palm Beach Gardens police alleged that Williams extended a red light in her Toyota Sequoia SUV at around 1pm on 9 June, injuring 79 -year-old Jerome Barson, who died 13 weeks later. Barson was razzing in the passenger set when the Hyundai Accent driven by his wife, Linda, disintegrated into the side of Williamss vehicle.

    The initial police statement questioned , notably, before police investigations had been completed said Williams was at fault in the crash as a result of flouting the interests of room of the other vehicle. Cue the screaming headlines and 140 -character outrage that served as the background of Williams first-round victory, spurring her to break down in tears during the post-match press conference when pressed on the details.

    Then last Friday, police calmly liberated a statement answering Williams drove lawfully in the intersection. Whether the amended was prompted by video of the incident released by the website TMZ is unclear and the speciman remains open. You cant prepare for everything, Williams said last week. I have no idea what tomorrow will bring. Thats all I can say about it. Thats what Ive learned.

    And so Venus has done what she does good: persist. Winter is the most compelling season of an society contestants narrative, when the hero must compensate for the corrosion of physical endowments with brains and imagination. Think of Muhammad Ali , no longer able to pirouette from harms method, baiting George Foreman from the ropes in Zaire with a baffling economy of gesture; or of Michael Jordans trained progression into one of the NBAs finest berth players in his 30 s when the explosive vertical tournament of his 20 s “re no longer” at his command.

    The third number of Venuss career, too often dwarfed by her sisters incandescent late period, has been nearly as remarkable. Her ascent represents an leap-forward moment for the status of women tour, but Williams has customised her tournament: abbreviate details with maddening its effectiveness and inducing fewer unforced lapses than ever. She was playing in her 75 th major the most in the Open era and will find herself back in the top 10 on Monday alongside actors nearly half her age. That her revitalization has come nearly a decade after she was diagnosed with Sjogrens syndrome, an incurable autoimmune disease with unpredictable indications that shed major doubts concerning her tennis future, is all the more stunning.

    It takes even hardcore tennis spectators by surprise to realise Venus, afforded her outsize standing in the play and first-name acquaintance in culture at large, has invested a insufficient 11 weeks at No1 fewer than all but one of the 22 women who have reached the top spot( Karolina Pliskova is set to join their number on Monday ). Yes, she has won seven major titles and did herself known in even more influential practices, most notably her uppercase character in the struggle for equal prize money.

    But she is perhaps best known as the catalyst that helped the younger sister lift her tournament to previously unimaginable altitudes. Seven of Venuss nine losses in grand slam finals have come against Serena very recently in Januarys Australian Open final. What Venus might have accomplished if not for her sororal roadblock remains one of the most tantalising what-ifs in sports.

    Now she will turn to the hard-court season and, eventually, the US Open, where she made her first slam final 20 years ago. And after the season she has put together so far, who would incredulity her? Ive been in a position a lot of ages this year to contend for large-hearted names, she pronounced. Thats the type of standing I want to keep putting myself in. Its just about get over the line. I guess I can do that.

    How do you go about crowdfunding for someone you have never convened? – BBC News


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    Media captionShane Yerrell: The crowdfunding superhero who raises money for strangers

    The meteoric rise of crowdfunding has revolutionised how easy it is to help out those in need. Often fundraising is done by pals or house, but an increase in people are setting up sheets for complete strangers whose narratives tug at their heartstrings. So how do you go about changing the life of someone you’ve never filled?

    Shane Yerrell is a man on a mission. The prey of a knife strike ten years ago, he decided to turn his hand to facilitating others, and has raised more than 20,000 for a number of causes since 2011.

    He has climbed a mountain, shaved his head, moved from London to Brighton – and he has put in crowdfunding sheets for people who he does not know, and might never meet.

    “If I won the raffle, I’d be the first millionaire to become skint, ” said Mr Yerrell, 33, from Waltham Abbey, Essex, who works with adults who have memorizing disabilities.

    “When I speak storeys in the news, I get a bit more affected by them than most people do. I get really bothered to the level where I want to make a stand and help them there and then.

    “You don’t have to know someone to want to help them.”

    Image copyright Alex Wilkes Image caption Shane Yerrell decided to help Liam Bradshaw after hearing about the car disintegrate he was involved in

    One of the people Mr Yerrell has crowdfunded for is 21-year-old Liam Bradshaw, from Enfield, who was involved in a disastrous gondola gate-crash in which his three acquaintances died in 2012.

    “I was left with 17 ruptures to the look, broken collarbones, a nose job and a titanium forehead. I was in hospital for eight and a half months, ” Mr Bradshaw recalls.

    When Mr Yerrell heard in the news about what had happened, he approached Mr Bradshaw’s family and asked if he could help to raise money for his recuperation, through a fundraising page and by climbing Mount Toubkal in Morocco.

    “Shane came along towards the end of my hospital life. The person has the kindest centre – he went out of his space to help a stranger so that stranger live their lives their own lives again, ” Mr Bradshaw said.

    “I’m so glad it happened, because if I hadn’t had the incident, I wouldn’t “ve met” someone with such a good middle, ” he added.

    “From what Shane did for me, I’ve then come out of hospital to go and manager disabled children for Tottenham Hotspur.

    “We’ve led beyond still friends – he’s more like family.”

    Image caption Liam Bradshaw said he had been inspired by the actions of a stranger – Shane Yerrell – who had raised money for him after his accident

    Giving back

    Image copyright Bridey Watson Image caption Bridey Watson set up a crowdfunding sheet to facilitate a terminated stranger after coin was developed to help her through her illness

    Bridey Watson, 35, from Bristol, was on the receiving point of crowdfunding only a few years ago, after contracting babesiosis, a malaria-like parasitic sicknes developed from a tick bite.

    “I was bunked and wheelchair-bound, having seizures every day, ” she recalls.

    “When medical doctors lastly worked out “whats wrong”, my friends and family set up a crowdfunding sheet for me to go to Germany and the US for management, where tick-borne illness are better understood and treated.

    “The crowdfunding other people did for me enabled me to regain my health and rebuild my life.”

    Ms Watson is still regaining from the effects of babesiosis, but was induced to assist someone else in need following her own experience.

    She said she was shocked by an assault on 17 -year-old asylum seeker Kurdish-Iranian Reker Ahmed, who was chased and subjected to a “brutal attack” in Croydon at the end of March.

    “He’s ultimately guessing he’s reached a neighbourhood of sanctuary, exclusively to be attacked – I could paint the terribleness of what he’d “ve been through”, ” she said.

    “From my working experience, I knew the letters people left were as important as the physical health money can bring. And that’s what I wanted to do for the guy who was attacked.”

    Image copyright JustGiving Image caption Ms Waton’s page to help an attacked asylum seeker smashed its target

    The psychology behind setting up a crowdfunding page for a stranger can be split into three categories, adds philanthropic psychologist Jen Shang.

    “Typically, beings facilitate strangers to see themselves feel good, to oblige others feel good, or both, ” she said.

    “Some beings don’t want to get up close and personal with the people they help – they want to keep it all at arm’s period and have a simple, easy and warm space of helping.

    “Others prefer to have direct contact with the person or persons they’re helping, and crowdfunding sites offer a canal where that sort of linkage is possible.”

    Ms Shang, who works as research director at the University of Plymouth’s Centre for Sustainable Philanthropy, answered although the percentage of people donating fund to donation or other causes “has not changed in the UK or the US for decades, ” new methods of holding were constantly being invented, with crowdfunding “the new kid on the block”.

    “For people like Mr Yerrell, crowdfunding might be the most ‘sustainable’ way of rendering – the way that sustains the knowledge and experiencing you’re attending about others.

    “Psychologists mention as long as you’re a human, you want to care about others.”

    Top tips for crowdfunding for strangers

    JustGiving, the UK’s first online fundraising pulpit, remarks more than 191,000 pages are made each year GoFundMe, another of greater crowdfunding places, was created in 2010 and has also already raised more than$ 3bn( 2.34 bn) worldwide. If you want to set up a crowdfunding sheet for someone you have never met, the most important section of advice is to ask the person in question if they approve of what the hell are you want to do. JustGiving and GoFundMe reply refunds will be made if the person or persons implied does not want to accept the donations. “These actions are very rare but if they happen, we would work with awareness-raising campaigns organiser and the intended recipient to become involved in a solution – for example donating the money to a benevolence or refunding donors, ” answered John Coventry, heads of state of UK communications at GoFundMe. “Ultimately, people are genu. They see something in the news that moves them and they want to help – that’s why GoFundMe subsists: as a tool that helps people to facilitate others. Explain how the funds will reach the recipient, articulates the director of PR for JustGiving, Rhys Goode. “If this changes in any way, we were able to admonish page owners to update their sheet accordingly.” Image caption The Parker family – Harry, Glen, Danielle and Mia – have known the kindness of strangers

    Nick Jonas Plunged His “Find You” Music Video& We’re All Freaking Out


    OMG, you guys. Today is already a big day. Nick Jonas’ “Find You” music video is ultimately here, and it’s genuinely, really good. Nick Jonas, the international serviceman of seductive, is always surprising us with brand new music, and this time it’s something wholly, perfectly classy. Jonas’ brand-new chant, “Find You, ” is the sort of gentle chant to get you in the mood to jig on the beach with a knot of attractive strangers. Jonas does that in the music video, and it is truly inspiring for me. Can I do that? Is that what a beach day with Jonas is like? If so, sign me up.

    Jonas declined “Find You” on Sept. 14, 2017, and the world started bobbing their leaders. We know where to find you, Nick Jonas. You can find him on the radio until eternally because this song is catchy AF, y’all. So what does this music video truly symbolize? Who is it about, and why is he driving an expensive auto so close to the liquid? Watch out, dude! One of the texts suggests, “I look for you in the center of the sun.” I have no clue what who are able to represent, but do not ogle immediately at the sunlight, parties. It’s not worth it to simply find a whodunit girl that saves secreting from you. No way.

    This is Jonas’ second song to come out this summer, and we aren’t mad about it. The anthem, “Remember I Told You” was the catchy pitch released after May. It boasted Mike Posner and Anne Marie, and it showcased Jonas’ sultry voice. Mama like. Both songs are completely different, but these are sensual.

    One thing is for certain, Jonas knows how to connect with his fans. In October of 2016, he told

    Heartbreak is a theme that a lot of parties relate to — the challenges presented by the next steps in their own lives, and when some entrances open, and how you approach the next ones opening … I appreciated pretty quickly that it was a lot of what my love could relate to. It’s nerve-wracking when[ the concerns] are as personal as the ones that I shared were. But I appear relieved when I use my writing as a mode to process — it’s exceedingly therapeutic.

    Jonas is getting deep, and I like it.

    Here are more words to deeply analyze 😛 TAGEND

    I took a pill but it didn’t facilitate me numb
    I see your appearance even when my seeings are shut
    But I never certainly know where to find you

    I taste the words that keep falling out your mouth
    If I could love you I would never put you down
    But I never truly know where to find you

    Where to find you
    Where to find you
    But I never truly know where to find you
    Try, try, try
    Try, try, try
    Try, try, try
    But I never genuinely know where to find you

    I’m guessing, on the basis of the music video, Jonas is stumbling through a sweltering, steamy desert all alone, and finally receives the beautiful California coast. Although one would assume the first stop “wouldve been” directly into the giant body of water, Jonas instead moves with all the beautiful women on the beach. Hey, we all have our priorities. Is he looking for that special wife he lost long ago? Is he searching for himself? Oh, Jonas. You are a mysterious man.

    At the end of the video, Jonas climbs into a Lyft on the beach and leaves. Yes, he gets into a freakin’ Lyft. I couldn’t think it is either, but it happened. Times that have gist, or is it inventive produce placement? Probably a little bit of both, candidly. Although Jonas never seems to find who he’s looking for, the music video is a delicious treat.

    Now, let’s all get out there and shake our hips to this sexy little song and find our inner dancing! Afterall, we’re all looking for something.

    Check out the entire Gen Why serial and other videos on Facebook and the Bustle app across Apple TV, Roku, and Amazon Fire TV .

    New evacuations told as California Thomas wildfire furies


    One firefighter has died in massive effort to contain third-largest fire in commonwealth history, which menaces 18,000 buildings

    New evacuation orders were issued on Saturday in Santa Barbara County, California, as wind puffs up to 60 mph pushed the third-largest wildfire in commonwealth history towards a affluent enclave which is home to Oprah Winfrey and other celebrities.

    The mandatory evacuation zone was increased to 17 miles long and up to five miles wide-cut, providing from coastal mountains north-west of Los Angeles to the ocean.

    One firefighter was killed on Thursday. The Ventura County medical examiner announced autopsy arises on Saturday for Cory Iverson, 32, who died from scorches and inhale breath on the eastern flank of the Thomas blaze, in canyons near the agricultural city of Fillmore. No other details were liberated.

    Iverson’s death was a stupefying blow to those to fight against the flames.

    ” When that happened, this flame stumbled a whole new tier because all the firefighters know that could have been them ,” did Steve Concialdi of the Orange County Fire Authority.” When you lose a companion brother, that makes all of us and our families extremely hard .”

    The fire was also was is the responsibility of the demise last week of a 70 -year-old woman who died in a auto disintegrate on an emptying roadway.

    The Thomas fire began on 4 December in Santa Paula and has burned a record acreage, officials said on Saturday. Concialdi said the Thomas fire had burned 2,000 acres more than the devastating Rim Fire of 2013.

    ” As of this morning, we’re at 259,000 acres and still changing ,” Concialdi told.

    The region has had “red flag” or red-hot, dry and windy conditions for an unprecedented 13 consecutive periods. The National Weather Service( NWS) enunciated those conditions would last at least through Saturday evening.

    Santa Barbara has had only a minuscule amount of rainfall since 1 October, the start of the new liquid time, and is more than 3in( 7.6 cm) below normal to date.

    Everything about the barrage is massive, from a footprint larger than that of many municipalities to the sheer proportion of destruction that has cremated entire neighborhoods to the forces assaulting it. About 8,300 firefighters from almost a dozen districts have been aided by 78 bulldozers and 29 helicopters descending millions of gallons of sea. Firefighting expenses are approaching $89 m.

    The fire in Ventura and Santa Barbara districts has burned more than 1,000 structures, including more than 750 dwellings. Another 18,000 structures are still in jeopardy, including manors in the wealthy district of Montecito.

    Some 315 fire engine were stationed in and around residences in Montecito and Santa Barbara on Saturday, together with” hand gangs” armed with material like series pictures and plummet lights. Another 200 fire engines were on standby. Concialdi responded approvals were hoping to have the inferno contained by 7 January.