Just saying...

Man, right now I am in-thee-mood for butterflies and for hot summer days. I want watermelon and Oceans and such. Just saying... Plus!!!! I bought a unicorn cookie cutter the other day! :) A grand lil guy it is! I am now in the mood for unicorn cookies... :) Just saying... It's a sparkly wintry beeeyouteeful day outside and I'm sitting inside quite glad I am comfortably out of the wild snowglobe. I'm still thinking about Eragorn and Saphira and Elvish lands and such things... I got to go home from work early today, 2 1/2 hours early at that! :) But it took me an 50 minutes to get home instead of 18... the roads were so snowcovered and yick-like.  Just saying... My favorite color is still blue... and I am wondering if I can go a whole entire year without carbonated drinks like i will endeavor to come January 1. I WILL miss that Diet Coke, and the Red Bull! I am pretty stoked about going to the beach twice next year Also maybe I am kina realizing that my grammar is atrocious on this post but who cares... And I am posting with the regularity of  a Blue Hippo showing up at my door... Lol but I doooo not lack inspiration... I have a million post pilin up in my brain... And i have satisfied my craving of jellybeans for a few weeks... as I ate a ton of those yummy lil guys just yesterday... today is lovelyish in a quiet hermity kind of way... :) I is Just sayin.... thats all :) :)

The Christmas Story

A very wonderful Christmas to all! This Christmas has meant something different to me than other before. We all think about the beginning of the Christmas story, but what about the end? No, I am not talking about the journey back to Nazareth, but rather about the Journey to Golgotha. I have been reading the book of Matthew recently, with different eyes. It felt like I was living along with it. Watching Him grow up as a child, taking on His Father's work... I was growing closer as I watched events unfolding, one by one. The healings physical and spiritual, the miracles, the showing of infinite unmatchless Love. Than they took Him into captivity, mocked Him, SPIT on Him! They degraded Him.... the Innocent. And He took it all. Without retaliation. And than He died... and bore our sins. He BORE our sins. He took upon Himself the blame, the humiliation, the shame, the sinfulness, the wretchedness of OUR sins, and not just one persons. Take all the people who ever lived and will live, take all that sin, allll the blame, humiliating wretchedness, shame, take it all and put it together on one Man. That's what Jesus did, for me. He did it for you. As this came clearly to my eyes... I felt so unworthy. Jesus did it for me. And in turn we have the gift, The Gift of Salvation. Can I actually accept it? Can I actually receive it, the Gift of Forgiveness, Acceptance, from Him? Please do. Accept and think on the best Christmas Gift of all. On His Birth, He began to give us.... The Ultimate Gift.
To me, THIS is the Christmas Story.

ack

ack i am so disturbed! somehow my blog totally got screwed up with the whole layout soooo this is... under construction sadly.... hope it looks right before long. laters.

Scream....

*Screams and pounds head against wall* ahh yes... dramatic opening eh? In fact, it leaves you breathless... waiting for the rest of the morbid tale that is sure to follow. Alas, no morbid tale other than that I DID IT AGAIN! Yes, I did! Did what?!?!?! you say. Quietly I mutter, " Oh I just neglected my poor little blog once again. I let it get lonely. " *sigh* dramatics. But... I did scream. Inside my heart. A little while ago. Called, Monday morning....

It is a dark and dismal morning. ( In the mind of  our heroine ?! ok whatever ) The sun is not shining because (surprise surprise) it is 5 a.m. The girl awakes and sits up looking and feeling quite disheveled. After a minutes pondering she emphatically decides she will NOT get up this morning. PosiTIVELY not. Thank you very much... She smacks back against her warm pillow and closes her eyes. However, whether it is by a force of nature, or some other power she is up two minutes later getting ready to go to her job. Still feeling bedraggled and half asleep and with a severe case of pwg (pre work grouchiness) she shuffles downstairs, grabs a bagel, her lunch and is out the door. She heads to her car and turns the key in the ignition. Prepare for take off right? She takes off... only to be jarred from a dopey state of mind to a shocking awareness by the CRASSHHHHH that occurs five seconds after take off. Her reflexes are very slow this morning so it is only after the crash that she hits the break. While the crash is occuring she has this slow motion warped vision of airbags blowing up and the whole front of car smoking, thankfully, after the car has reversed and been put into park further investigation shows that only the front left bumper has been smashed in nicely. For in fact the man of the house had the parked the duramax and the trailer in the circle drive the previous evening... and in the muddled state of condition the girl had not noticed. Screams in the heart were apparent as she tripped inside to fill the folks in on the happenings.... but alls well ends well.... the folks were jus glad nothing worse happened and a very alert young lady drove to work that morning.

    Lol so that was the happenings of that morning. I was very disturbed about it for the rest of the morning but than randomly the thought occured to me later that day that, what if, perhaps, I would have drove to work in a dazed and tired state of mind, and something far worse would have happened? Made me actually half thankful... lol wow. Later dear peoples. comments are appreciated. :)

His Plan

Living life. Life is so amazing. Life hands us so many things. So much joy. wonderstruckness :) so many things. When life is joyful and sparkling and fun and happy we are happy. We love life... or at least I do. But unfortunately or (on the other hand) fortunately life does not hand happiness to us on a silver platter. The real Happiness is God. and when things don't go my way is when i need to focus on the Plan, when I need to focus on the Maker of Happiness. Although Life throws curveballs at us at times it is essential to remember that God always sees the bigger scope. We cannot always see His Plan and it takes an enduring trust to continue. God has a beautiful ending for our story, but only if we let Him write it. And it takes humbleness to let Him write it. I want to think that I can write my story. I want to think that I can start and end each chapter. and... to a certain extent i can. But the author is not me.... no it is God or the Evil One. Who am I, who are YOU letting write your story?  To be able to trust God so infinitely that He writes my story in the completeness would be wonderful. I try. but. it is hard. why not tho? why not give Him full ownership and control of the Pen? Let Him write your story. I want to.because, He has created me. So, He has also created, His Plan...

WANTED....

Wanted: a guest writer

Yes, i want someone to guest post. soooo let it be known and I'll work it out! yay! :) bring it on!

I DONT WANNA BE A NUGGET...

This little guy is so adorable. I feel for him i do. Somedays i feel like this little chicky and feel like I am running around not wanting to be a nugget or watever else i don't want to be at the moment. a piece of randumness for sure.

melancholy...

tonight is a melancholy night. unmotivational. just saying. i feel like uncapitalized letters... and random sentences. short. random. words. Really what i want to do is go outside. in the rain. and sit there underneath an umbrella all by myself. and think. and think. and ponder life. and just exist.  why not?! it sounds lovely. to escape all complications. miscommunications. misunderstandings. to sit and listen to the rain.
adios....





this post had no point other than to ramble... lol :)

Happy Birthdayyyyy!!!!!!!

Happy Birthday to you,

happy birthday to you,

happy birthday dear bloggy!!!!!

happy birthday to you.

With a flourish the candles are blown out and the clapping begins. yes we are celebrating a few days off. The actual 1st Blogoversery/ birthday for bloggy was on the 12th. But we celebrate today. :) Lovely. Blogs are fun eh? In this last year there are...... 46 posts... or something like that. Nice. but. there should be more. Next year..... there WILL be more :) with these thoughts, happy birthday!!!! :)

And here.... are some of my favorite posts of the year. If you wish to check them out that is all grand and wonderful... :)

Purple Pebbles: Surrendering a Dream...

this post still means a lot to me. I can still feel how i felt at that moment. and if i may say so myself.... i think its one of my better :)

Purple Pebbles: ...Fireflies...

i loves them fireflies :)

Purple Pebbles: ...Disturbing...

i guess this post always cracks me up... :)

annnd thats my three favorite... what were your favorite posts of the year? let me know :) later dear people!!!!!!!!

11 things...

I got tagged byyyyy Mismatched Socks ! yay! :) and the rules to this lil thingamajig is....

1. You must post eleven random facts about yourself.

2. You must also answer the eleven questions the awarder has given you and make up eleven questions for your awardees to answer in turn. 

3. Tag eleven fellow bloggers. 

4. Notify them that you've awarded them. 

5. No tagging back.

6. The eleven blogs you tag must have less than 200 followers.

Yay. so first off eleven epic things about me. Wait... epic? ok watever :)

1. I love blue... and i mean seriously. anything blue. or any shade. i luv.

2. Politics interest me in an insane kina way. This whole presidential campaign stuff thats been going on has kept me on my toes. 

3. My bedroom is painted a brilliant deep aqua. surpriseeeee anyone :)

4. I am wearing a lime green dress right now. yay for lime green. another color of 

beautifulness :)

5. my favorite number is.... *drumroll* 17! :) yay!

6. one of my pet peeves is when someone looks at my screen while im texting or chatting

7. I have a penguin. a stuffed one. from my friend emmy. its name is mr. popper. and he is my bestie buddie. so there. that is a fact about me :)

8. i have traveled to 8 places this year. michigan, haiti, saskatchewan, manitoba, georgia, georgia again, pennsylvania, ontario. and i'm not done yet this year. i have 2 more places yet.

9. I love sweaters and hoodies and shoes.... i have at least 20 of first two and over 40 of latter

10. my favorite author is john grisham

11. and i hate..... lots of things. snakes mainly

now for  the questions.... aughhhhh

1. Sparkle or shine

ohhhh definitely sparkle. luvvv them sparkles we do! sparkly shoes and sweaters and wallets and cards and decorative balls and watches and other fingses

2. If you had the chance to go anywhere on earth where would it be?

gotttta say europe! :) i wanna go to europe for 6 months please. amen

3. Which is cuter? penguins or pandas?

ohhh so hard. umm i think i hafta say pandas. gotta luvvvv them penguins tho! i have the cutest penguin ever. as afore mentioned his name is mr. popper. and i luv that guy.

4. What is your favorite movie? *series*

yuck. dont ask me that. i luvd luvd LOTR ok so not a series but watevr.

5. Without looking it up what is Mark Twains real name?

ummm samuel clemens.... i think.  aha i googled it. i was right. me likes.

6. Would you rather live in the city or the country?

wellllll you see i live in the country an i love it but i would rather be in the city. give me nyc. or wdc. or some major city.

7. What's your middle name?

very exotic. Cleopatra. gertrude. Anastasia. ok its dawn. i confess :)

8. Airplanes or boats?

airplanes.. flap flap i love tht flying :)

9. Do you have a teddy bear?

no but i have a STUFFED PENGUIN!!!!! :)

10. Have you been to missouri?

yes yes yes :)

11. Where was the last place you met someone knew?

ummmm georgia. epic times it was.

and nowwwwwwwwwwww myyyy eleven questions :) yay

1. what is your favorite kind of food?

2. if you could be any animal for a month which one would you be?

3. why did the chicken cross the road? really?

4. the most exciting thing you have ever done is?

5. shoes? or sweaters?

6. whats the first thing you think of when someone screams OMGOODNESS NOOOOO!

7. spiders or snakes?

8. what is one thing that should be banned from this earth?

9. chicy or funky? and why?

10. what is the biggest and best thing in your life that you are looking forward to at this present moment?

11. given the chance, what person would you be with for a day? dead or alive that is :)

at lastttt it is done!  AND THE PEOPLE I NOW SHALL TAG AREEEEE.... (btw there are not 11 people for me to tag to be content)

AmBeR

Kate

Nancy

Natalie

Sheri

behold...

behold.... a post. a POST!!!!!!! after 2 months of no blogging. alas... lol no I was not dead, I was busy, uninspired, etc. no excuse have I except the fact i was lazy. *grimaces* I have taken the blog up with vigor. or so it feels. :) my main inspiration wasss.... Jonni. well plus i had inspiration. but yeah jonni i myself was wondering um perhaps if I should delete my blog than i saw your comment... and tada here i am. :) I now resolve to keep this lil guy goin here and not run dead on posts. I have every weekend till January planned (yes you saw right) but I think I can keep this goin :) wish me luck people. I will now do something that i hate but is necassary. I call it.... pleading for comments. lol. or watevr. I like to know how I'm posting sooo please comment whether its positive OR negative. the negative helps. promise. :) thanx! yes. this was no inspirational post but they are coming... :) until later....

Impossible things.... random items

Dear bloggies I have missed you! and I have now traveled many places which i never have been before. :) Soooo this is not going to be a longgggggggggg epistle about my trip... perhaps that will come later. I am simply saying hey! I have not forgotten you. Plus i had no internet during my time spent away from home! sad story. My children were the wonderfullest little people, and I loved them so much! :) Oh so sad to see them go! I gonna sign off with a small excerpt from Alice In Wonderland that I happen to love!

"There is no use trying" said Alice; "one can't believe impossible things."

"I dare say you haven't had much pracice," said the Queen. "When I was your age, I always did it for half an hour a day. Why, sometimes I've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast."

~Lewis Carrol~

I love that.... believing six impossible things before breakfast!

cheeers!

Independence Day

 Happy July 4th to all! :) Happy Birthday to the United States of America!

Remembering all those who died and gave of their time for our country! The great sacrifice given and gift of freedom we have, because of they.

"And I'm proud to be an American,

where at least I know I'm free.

And I wont forget the men who died,

Who gave that right to me"

~Lee Greenwood (God Bless the U.S.A.

Meet Me In the Stairwell

~Stacey Randall~

                           You say you will never forget where you were when 
                                  you heard the news On September 11, 2001. 
                                                                Neither will I. 

I was on the 110th floor in a smoke filled room 
with a man who called his wife to say 'Good-Bye.' I 
held his fingers steady as he dialed. I gave him the 
peace to say, 'Honey, I am not going to make it, but it 
is OK..I am ready to go.' 

I was with his wife when he called as she fed 
breakfast to their children. I held her up as she 
tried to understand his words and as she realized 

he wasn't coming home that night.

I was in the stairwell of the 23rd floor when a 

woman cried out to Me for help. 'I have been 
knocking on the door of your heart for 50 years!' I said. 
'Of course I will show you the way home - only 
believe in Me now.' 

I was at the base of the building with the Priest 
ministering to the injured and devastated souls. 
I took him home to tend to his Flock in Heaven. He 

heard my voice and answered. 

I was on all four of those planes, in every seat,
with every prayer. I was with the crew as they
were overtaken. I was in the very hearts of the
believers there, comforting and assuring them that their
faith has saved them. I was in Texas , Virginia , California , Michigan , Afghanistan . 
I was standing next to you when you heard the terrible news. 
Did you sense Me? 

I want you to know that I saw every face. I knew 
every name - though not all knew Me. Some met Me 
for the first time on the 86th floor. 

Some sought Me with their last breath. 
Some couldn't hear Me calling to them through the 
smoke and flames; 'Come to Me... this way... take 
my hand.' Some chose, for the final time, to ignore Me. 
But, I was there. 

I did not place you in the Tower that day. You
may not know why, but I do. However, if you were
there in that explosive moment in time, would you have
reached for Me?

Sept. 11, 2001, was not the end of the journey
for you. But someday your journey will end. And I
will be there for you as well. Seek Me now while I may
be found. Then, at any moment, you know you are
'ready to go.'

I will be in the stairwell of your final moments.

God 

Freedom from fear, freedom, of speech, freedom, from want, freedom of worship. Of these I am tremendously thankful. I'm so thankful that I can worship my Mighty God without the fear of persecution. Free to express my thoughts, though they may not always be in agreement with others. Freedom. I tend to forget what I have. All I can say is thanks to God for what I have!

Friends...

Friends just make life worth while! 100%. I just within the last 5 minutes had an overwhelming appreciation for my epic (yes the word fits) friends! Why? Most likely because today I was feeling a wee bit discouraged with life, and thinking negative thoughts ( which I am ashamed of :-[ ), when a few of my friends started texting me, one called, etc. It totally brightened my day, cheered me up, made me stoked about my wonderful life, and left me feeling happy! Yes, I have a wonderful life! I do! When I think of allll the poverty and of all the circumstances that I am not faced with, it makes me thankful. Thankfulness makes me feel positive and happy! No joke! I have amazing, understanding parents, a summer filled with fun things, and friends. Without friends, my life WOULD be dull! So if you are one of my friends, you are greatly loved and appreciated :) And especially if you are one of the friends that brightened my day! :) :) :) :) thanx! :) luvvly peoples you all are! :)


** this was not intended, in fact I had another post all written but this one came to my mind instead! :) till next time!

Yay I'm so excited!

so i have something incredibly fun going on this sumemr! :) I. am. going. to. saskatchewan. for 11 days! YAY! excitement fills me! yes. :) I am going to bredenbury to teach a Bible School for 5 days... in the community of Bangor! and the 3 days after I get to spend in Roblin, Manitoba and see my dear friend and her husband whom I have not met! yay I am so excited! Fireworks tonight... were so awesome! Yay! went with some of my friends... :) so the fourth is next week! I. AM. SO. PUMPED! lol. my life is full of joy! yay! awesome friends, awesome places to go. awesome times! yesss and I ammm excited. lol as you can see. please excuse the mispellings, the uncapitalizations the mistakes etc!

New Look... plus I need Help!!!!

Lol ok that's obviously a strange title. But yes, observe the obvious! New look, all around! YAY! And guess what else?! I definitely like this look only 100 times better than the way it was before! Yes I want your input. I am going to be so bold as to demand your input lol. Yes. If you, in anyway shape or form read this post I hereby obligate you to please leave a comment  and tell answer the following questions. #1. Do you like the new look better? #2. Do you have any suggestions in any changes I should make? etc. I want to know if the colors or fonts are hard to read etc. or just help. I am not very good at this you see. :) Oh plus, I would like to create a button. And I have no idea how to go about.... help anyone?
     Plus I need more Help!!!!
And this comes in the way of Blogging. I am uninspired, rather, with things to Blog about. Yes but no! Somehow inspiration always ALWAYS hits at the most inconvenient times. Sad story. And than I can never quite get my thoughts down as they should which results in a half written post with lame cliche phrases etc. Is it just me, or do I sense a Uninspirational virus penetrating the world of blog? Lol... ok so I just happen to see here and there my dear bloggy friends saying "I'm uninspired" "help meeee" heheh. I am one of those. Oh yes I love blogging... Maybe I just do need help. So I also want you to tell me... YES YOU lol... what can I write/post to make this more interesting?! Or is it a lost cause? I rather hope not. No you are not under obligation to help me here but it is much appreciated. Thanks you! More shall come! Once again! I do now beg, beg, beg you for feedback! Hear Hear!!!!
adios amigos.... :)

Surrendering a Dream...

Struggling,

       Crying.

                      Reaching...

Reaching for that,

That which is beyond my reach.

It's there... sparkling, beckoning,

calling my name,

yet, as I,

Hopefully,

   Reach for it.

It slips elusively, from

my fingertips.

Grazing them with an enchanting

touch.

Once I held this dream. 

This beautiful dream.

Consisting of a colorful ambrosia, of

everything sweet. It held

also

        pain...

               tears...

It held a future.

Once I held this dream...

possessively, not without

utmost care... yet,

it slipped,

from my grasp.

so quietly.

I'm on this road,

this rocky trail, through a jungle of

dark thoughts, hopelessly

entangled with bright

memories.

always whispering to me,

feeding my mind with,

forgotten laughter, 

fragments of sparkling remembrances,

a time that is only to be dashed,

in a million

pieces.

My dream lies before me, so tantalizing,

yet I want to

cry, to

      give up 

this road.

Than, I look up.

and see Him. HE!

who clears an overgrown

path. 

He calls, and the sweet tones

caress my tired ears.

He asks me to trust

my dream to Him. He

promises to care for it.

Carefully.

I give it to Him, tears streaking

my cheeks. And I

walk beside Him, down a path,

void of troublesome thoughts...

yes

My dream is there. 

my hope.

It lies ahead,

always

it beckons me...

yet, I am content to leave,

It in my Fathers 

care.

I wrote this a while back in a notebook of mine, as I experienced this. And came across it today. I hope this can be an inspiration to someone somewhere. 

...au revoir...

Who God Wants Me To Be

I have not quit blogging... I just didn't for a month. This month has been interesting for me. I feel like this month was a month of learning, of growth?!? Of discovering myself. Do you ever wake up in life and realize that you have become a cliche? That you have become what other people want you to be, and not what God wants you to be?! Do you ever wake up and realize that you are just not... you?!? I did. A month ago in fact. I literally "woke up" and with a shock, the startling realization hit me, that I did not know "me". It scared me. Truly. I tried to think about how I was, how I felt, what I liked... and sadly it dawned on me, that I was ruling myself out, that when I made choices it was more as if, what will "they" think. This is sounding all about me. Yes, but no. God is definitely in this. Yes, I believe that while I DO want to know about what me likes, it is more important that I know what God wants me to do, how He wants me to live. In the business of life, I feel like i was leaving that precious important part out. How does it happen? God is so ingrained in my life, yet somehow the true worldly, selfish "me" takes over and transforms me into, "everyone elses me". Do I make sense? Or, is this clear as mud?! So, this last month, I pretty much cut out all email, blog, twitter, social life online in other words. My texting life became less priority. I read God's Word more. I thought more. Pondered life more. Prayed more. I feel like I got to know me. God's me. I can now say I am more carefree, I can laugh without inhibition. I treasure every single friend more. It becomes easier to enjoy the smaller things in life. In fact, the small things in life are partly what make me the happiest. I care what people think, but remain true to the God's me. I feel inspired. I love more. I speak more positively. God has given me a new fresh confidence.  I can say that truly. I. Am. Living. Life. I am living God's Life.

Rain...

Rain

(by Shel Silverstein)

I opened my eyes

And looked up at the rain,

And it dripped in my head

And flowed into my brain,

And all that I hear as I lie in my bed

Is the slishity-slosh of the rain in my head.

I step very softly,

I walk very slow,

I can't do a handstand--

I might overflow,

So pardon the wild crazy thing I just said--

I'm just not the same since there's rain in my head.

haha this cracked me up quite to the utmost..... slishity sloshity yay! :) i love love love rain! It's like the most beautiful thing next to the sun! :) kay byes!

Acceptance

Acceptance. We all struggle with it. With ourselves, with others. Why? I have been thinking about this a lot lately. I myself have a problem with it... which is probably why I have been thinking about it so much. lol. Back to subject. Starting with myself / yourself... why is self acceptance so hard? Truly! If I believe in my Amazing Creator, and the fact that He knows all things, that He knows the Best in Everything... why is it so hard to accept the fact that He has created me to His desire. He has a purpose for you, for me. He has that Perfect Plan. The way I look, is perfect. I am, you are, a beautiful person. Yes, I mean that. God created us this way, so of course. It may not be perfect in my eyes, or in my fellow human peoples eyes. But, than what is? So I become discontented with the way I look, or the way I act, etc... and spend ever so much time trying to change this, so that my peers may look at me and think well of me. It's all about lifting myself up. Right? Obviously God did not give me this life to spend dwelling on myself and how defective I am. My life is for His Glory. Just a reminder.
     Accepting others... When I am not accepting of others I find it easy (personally) to gossip about this person. If I don't watch it I find myself watching this person (and though I may not be so ready to admit it),subconciously though it may be, for faults, for that 'irritating thing'. Does it make me feel better to pick on my peer? Is it a way of trying to lift myself up, by putting them down? Just questions I have to wonder about. I need to remember that God has created them as well as me, and that I really do not know what they are dealing with, personally. Perhaps they are struggling to walk through life, maybe they don't know my Father. Most of all, when I stop and think about it, my problem with accepting others will usually come back to self acceptance. Think about it.

My Walk... and Other Thoughts

As she slowly walked, a gentle breeze riffled through her hair... catching her clear tinkling laugh, tossing it in the air. Looking at her you would see that she was walking with someone, a special friend from the looks of it. She was walking hand in hand with him, and her face portrayed feelings of pure undiluted joy. They continued walking, talking and enjoying their time together. It was so obvious that with each word, with each step she was falling deeper in love with him. He was her king, the king of her heart. He had captured her attention, her heart, her mind. He was her sole focus. She was his princess... She too had captured his love. His Love. She was His princess. He was her King.

      I like to think of this as my relationship with God the Father. Is He your King? Is He your sole focus... Does He capture the beat of your soul? I find (unsurprisingly) that when I am walking with my Saviour, beside Him, getting to know Him; when I am learning to know Him, when He is knowing me, that is when my joy is whole. What a wonderful life to live. Yes, it is a way of life. No, it is not always easy. The Bible says that I as a Christian am part of the Bride of Christ. Think of it this way, when I deliberately sin, when I deliberately encroach, when I deliberately try to take advantage of His Love, His Mercy, is it not spiritual adultery? Do I take it that seriously? Is my walk with Christ my Focus, is it a way of life? Or, is my Jesus that I turn to only when I am in trouble? When I am in need of help, when my life is looking dark, is that when I 'take advantage' of my Amazing God? The only way, I have learned, to have a successful relationship with my King, is that I must walk with Him, daily. The only way I can ever learn to know a friend is to talk to them often, to interact with them. Surely it is the same with our Friend. I feel like this post is as much for me, something I need to and have been thinking about.I hope this can further inspire someone. This Is  My resolve: To get to know my Best Friend, to let my Best Friend know me. 

Life...

Life is just so awesome right now! :) The sun is shining and it's absolutely gorgeous outside right now! Today our youth are going to go play softball and have discada for supper... a farewell for one of our youth guys... (he's leaving for Haiti for 2 years and I am SO JEALOUS :) ) Life is just so awesome, phenomenal, superb, extensively cool... does that make sense? I'll pretend it does ;) I guess I kinda feel that life is slowly slowly getting to be... under control. Under control? No... I am not in control, but I feel like well, you ever have those times when everything in life jus starts... clicking into place? Or so it seems... I feel like life is more organized now... :) And I am even making progress on my Resolutions! yay! :) A grand feeling. PLUS SPRING HAS SPRUNG! and that makes life even happier... along with the fact that Easter is tomorrow. The older I get, the more I think about Easter... THE Easter story... God's unimagineable, out-of-our-comprehension love! It makes everything about life... the joys, the sad parts all seem so trivial. Not? It does for  me... when I think of His incredible Plan! Life. Is. So. Amazing! :) I have had my ramble now... yay! bye... till tomorrow!

P.S. plus now that my life is more in place..... I'll have a little more time to post :)

Something to ponder...

Live each day as if it were your last, yet plan as if you were to live forever...

Writer's Block

I can't think of what to write
Mind boggled with out a sight
Love, friendship, religion
Nothing seems to be right

My thoughts are halted
My pencil has stopped
The words aren't coming
My mind's a joke

Wish I could think
To show my feelings
But the words aren't there
So I write this here

 ~Gary R. Hess

ahem. This took the words right out of my mouth! :)

Spring....

SPRING IS HERE AND I'M SO EXCITED!!!!!!!!!!!! lol excuse the excessive use of caps lock and exclamation marks. :) But, I must admit once again.... I am excited! :) I go outside and it's so beautifully warm. Like it's in the 70s Fahrenheit which for you Canadians would be about 22. Blue skies, the spring peepers, the birds singing, the warm rains, the warm warm sun, the gorgeous magnolia bushes, and flowers, the way it smells after a rainstorm. All things that I love love love about spring. :) Truly. Looking outside makes me extremely happy inside. Not that I was unhappy to begin with. :) But yeah, it's just phenomenal! I like winter, because it always ALWAYS makes me appreciate the beauty and wonderfulness of spring. um, I love spring peoples.... got that? lol What do u love about spring? Tell meee! :)


And this cute little saying that I saw on a Mary Engelbriet calendar: Life Is Just So Daily. Isn't it rather true? Some days I just get that "so Daily" feeling. lol  Not today though because it's Spring!

Oh also, by the way, here is a wonderful post that you should check out if you have not already... and the rest of the blog too! The post is called  the Quiet....  It's wonderful!

until next time... :)

I am...

{Loving}

...friends!!!!

...my life

...this beautiful spring day

...my awesome God

...sparkles

...trips

...and SO much more :)

{Wishing}

...that I could stretch my year out a littttle longer

...to see my wonderful friends :)

...that they made starbursts and jellybeans totally free of calories hehe

{Listening to}

...the bewtiful spring peepers and birds in trees

...the busy tone on my dad's fone

...the trickling of water

{Reading}

...amazing book called Just Like Jesus by Max Lucado

...The Fellowship of the Ring

...Bible :)

{Pondering}

...the fact that I am tired

...Life in general

...and whether my wishes will come true

{Discovering}

...that Life IS joyful 

...um the phenom of jellybeans

...truths.... like in 1 Peter right now

...just truths anyway

{Smelling}

....just SPRING :)

...really um nothing yay! 

{Believing}

...Jesus

...in my friends

...that Life has a purpose

...in happiness :)

Precious...

Yep, their precious! :) My little owls. Ok, so a tad bit under two weeks ago I came home from my trip to Georgia, (which was wonderful by the way), I found these adorable owls on my dresser. They were so awesome I actually kina hugged them. Hehe I know strange, right? Yeah. So what! My friend gave them to me, I guess because she knows I love owls. I'm rather obsessed with them, and please don't ask me why... because I really don't know.... they're so cute I guess.... here's another pic of how they actually are in my room! :) Owls.... PLUS it kind of represents my love for Owl City. Maybe that's why I like them so much! Owls.... the other night we were driving out the lane to go somewhere or the other, and the headlights  shone into the field beside the lane. It was an owl, pouncing on some small rodent or another. I thinkkk it was a barn owl. I had actually never seen one in real life before, and I just wanted to stay there and watch it, though unfortunately I couldn't. :'( Some summer nights when my window is open, I can hear owls hooting sporadically. So awesome! I think I'm gonna do a little research on owls.... they intrigue me so. :) ok tata for now............

Facelift #2....

Ok yay! I think this is finally the end result of all my trials with this! :) hope you like it.... I love pink sparkles because it's rather fairyishly fun and unrealistic. :) And they make me happy! Also I am finally ready to start posting again... I know. Like I have kind of been neglecting this but Life has been the epitome of business and it gets kind of hard at times to keep up with everything... but I'll make an effort. Ok that's all I have right now. Oh also let me know what you think of the changes! and suggestions of course. :) I'm always interested.
au revoi

Facelift!!!!

hey guys.... long time since i posted. anyway. I have some more posts coming soon.... and as you can see... my blog is getting a facelift. and it's not complete... so sometym soon things will all look right again. lol okay. tata for now :) peace people!

p.s. also id like if you tell me what you think!!! too much color? just right? any ideas or hints etc.... id love to hear! :)

This says it all....

Listen and think... this is beautiful!!!!

Table for two

he sits by himself at a table for two.
     the uniformed waiter returns to his side and asks, "Would you like to go ahead and order, sir?" The man has, after all, been waiting since seven o'clock- almost half an hour. "No, thank you," the man smiles. "I'll wait for her a while longer. How about some more coffee?"
     "Certainly, sir."
     The man sits, his clear blue eyes gazing straight through the flowered centerpiece. He fingers His napkin, allowing the sounds of light chatter, tinkling silverware, and mellow music to fill his mind. He is dressed in sport coat and tie. His dark brown hair is neatly combed, but one stray lock insists on dropping to his forehead. The scent of cologne adds to his clean-cut image. He is dressed up enough to make a companion feel important, respected, loved. Yet he is not so formal as to make one uncomfortable. It seems that he has taken every precaution to make others feel at ease with him. Still, he sits alone.
     The waiter returns to fill the man's coffee cup. "Is there anything else I can get for you, sir?"
     "No, thank you."
      The waiter remains standing at the table. Something tugs at curiosity. "I don't mean to pry, but..." His voice trails off. This line of conversation could jeopardize his tip.
     "Go ahead," the man encourages. His voice is strong, yet sensitive, inviting conversation.
    "Why do you bother waiting for her?" the waiter finally blurts out. This man has been at the restaurant other evenings, always patiently alone. Says the man quietly, "Because she needs me."
    "Are you sure?"
    "Yes."
     "Well, sir, no offense, but assuming that she needs you, she sure isn't acting much like it. She's stood you up three times just this week."
    The man winces, and looks down at the table. "Yes, I know."
     "Then why do you still come here and wait?"
    "Cassie said that she would be here."
     "She's said that before," the waiter protests. "I wouldn't put up with it. Why do you?"
     Now the man looks up, smiles at the waiter, and says simply, "Because I love her."
     the waiter walks away, wondering how one could love a girl who stands him up three times a week. The man must be crazy, he decides. Across the room, he turns to look at the man again. The man slowly pours cream into his coffee. He twirls his spoon between his fingers a few times before stirring sweetener into his cup. After staring for a moment into the liquid, the man brings the cup to his mourth and sips, silently watching those around him. He doesn't look crazy, the waiter admits. Maybe the girl has qualities that I don't know about. Or maybe the man's love is stronger than most. The waiter shakes himself out of his musings to take an order from a party of five.
     The man watches the waiter, wonders if he's ever been stood up. The man has, many times. But he still can't get used to it. Each time, it hurts. He's looked forward to this evening all day. He has many things, exciting things, to tell Cassie. But, more importantly, he wants to hear Cassie's voice. He wants her to tell him all about her day, her triumphs, her defeats...anything, really. He has tried so many times to show Cassie how much he loves her. He'd just like to know that she cares for him, too. He sips sporadically  at the coffee, and loses himself in thought, knowing that Cassie is late, but still hoping that she will arrive.
     The clock says nine-thirty when the waiter returns to the man's table. "Is there anything I can get for you?"
     The still empty chair stabs at the man. "No, I think that will be all for tonight. May I have the check please?"
"Yes, sir."
When the waiter leaves, the man picks up the check. He pulls out his wallet and sighs. He has enough money to have given Cassie a feast. But he takes out only enough to pay for his five cups of coffee and the tip. Why do you do this, Cassie, his mind cries as he gets up from the table.
"Good-bye," the waiter says, as the man walks towards the door.
"Good night. Thank you for your service."
"You're welcome, sir," says the waiter softly, for he sees the hurt in the man's eyes that his smile doesn't hide.
The man passes a laughing young couple on his way out, and his eyes glisten as he thinks of the good time he and Cassie could have had. He stops at the front and makes reservations for tomorrow. Maybe Cassie will be able to make it, he thinks.
"Seven o'clock tomorrow for party of two?" the hostess confirms.
"That's right," the man replies.
"Do you think she'll come?" asks the hostess. She doesn't mean to be rude, but she has watched the man many times alone at his table for two.
"Someday, yes. And I will be waiting for her." The man buttons his overcoat and walks out of the restaurant, alone. His shoulders are hunched, but through the windows the hostess can only guess whether they are hunched against the wind or against the man's hurt.
As the man turns toward home, Cassie turns into bed. She is tired after an evening out with friends. As she reaches toward her night stand to set the alarm, she sees the note that she scribbled to herself last night. '7:00,' it says. 'Spend some time in prayer.' Darn, she thinks. She forgot again. She feels a twinge of guilt, but quickly pushes it aside. She needed that time with her friends. And now she needs her sleep. She can pray tomorrow night. Jesus will forgive her.
And she's sure he doesn't mind.

***

The other day my friend read this story to me, out of a book called  Stories for the extreme teen's heart. It was a real inspiration to me.... and also kina made me feel badly about myself... How many times have I canceled "appointments" because I am too taken up with my own activities?........

*bye peoples ;)*

...Disturbing...

I sit here. at my desk, drinking a ginormous mug of chai tea, (which happens to be one of the best things), and thinking. about. an. enemy. Alarm clocks. Alarm clocks are evil, and need to be banned. I mean, seriously, think about it. I'm deep, deep in this restful, peaceful slumber, dreaming happy dreams, of unicorns, and butterflies and summer. Ok. So that's me! Happy. Peaceful. Dreams. When out of the corner of my butterflies, there is this annoying, and I am talking annoying sound. BEEEEEP.... BEEEEPP... BEEPBEEEPBEEEPBEEEPBEEP. Sooooo annoying! So, I whack this object of noise, and two minutes later, my cell calls out to me, once again disturbing my now not-so-peaceful sleep... "In the jungle, the mighhhhty jungle, the Lion sleeps tonighhhhhhhhhhhhht!" it trills. Arg... I wish I were doing that! And so after punching both of these annoying alarms in rapid succession, I wearily rise from my bed. Alarms. Are. Evil. They should be banned! Brain alarms are evil too. I woke up last night. for. no. reason. at. all. and could not sleep. Arg. so. hey! I wrote a story. Look, I know. Ok? But I had to. It was just one of those crazy thoughts that was begging me to let loose. hehe. I am posting it, but be warned, it is a 3:23 a.m. story. And I am not kidding.... I looked at the time. so here goes: (slightly edited for... reasons :)
     "Ooooh no!" I groaned, "my stupid brain. How dare it?!?"
     "Yessssssss! Fistapumps!" shouted my brain, "I have succeded in waking you up at 3:20 for no apparent reason, and NOW  I will churn out as many thoughts as I can, to keep you awake! FISTAPUMPS!"
     All is silent now, except for muffled sounds of crying, issued from a bedraggled form, hunched over on the bed.
     "Please," I begged. "Why me?"
     Brain looked at me and giggled. "Aha. Why? Because I want to. That's why!" More giggles from the brain department. "Here. Let me show you some awesome stuff. This is why you have a brain, duhhh!"
     Sooooo, Brain showed me a little thought about going to Haiti, and friends in other places, and friends we miss, and why people think it's weird if you have a pet plunger, and what would happen if I wore clown shoes, and if we had blue spaghetti, would we eat it? Hmmmm. I didn't even know those thoughts existed!
     "STOPPP!!" I shrieked at Brain, while laughing hysterically. "I mean, it's all verrry entertaining, but if I want to have thoughts tomorrow at work, I have got to sleep!"
     But alas and alack this was not to be, and  Brain kept whirling me around until I was dizzy.
     Finally it chuckled and told me, "Ok, I'm done. I've had my fun. Now i gotta run!"
     And so, just as I let myself drift off into a delicious slumber, I heard a fain sound, which grew louder with each millisecond, I cannot tell you the depth of the events that took place, but I CAN tell you about thte picture afterwards. It is of me sitting triumphantly on the floor, looking at a mound of black powder, blissfully whispering to myself. "Behold. The alarm clock!" .The End.
     And for the crowning touch, I have posted a link to Olan Rogers video, titled alarm clocks. It's extremely hilarious, so watch this if you may.Alarm Clocks

Peacefully rest you all! :)

JoLie