Galatians 2:20a
I am crucified with Christ: nevertheless I live; yet not i, but Christ liveth in me:
My Life Verse

Ephesians 6:6

Not with eyeservice, as men pleasers; but as the servants of Christ, doing the will of God from the heart;

Friday, October 17, 2008

**Finding Neverland Pt2**

Finding Neverland

Pt 2

By Faith Sparkman and Rachael Campbell

(in txting format)

Two Days Later:

Rach: i made it to hawaii searched every island..no fount of youth.

but ya know what i did find?

Faith: ah man.. Oh but wat did you find?? Do tell :)

Rach: i found fairy dust! did you know it grows on trees

here! just like the money!

Faith: Really?? Did you get some for me??

Rach: of course....did you ever make it to your destination

or are u still a walkin?

Faith: I've been walkin for 2 days..i'm rather tired.. Japan

is farther than i thot..:( how is your trip goin?rnt i supposed

to b wit u?

Rach: yeah...um...so if i have the fairy dust we don't need

the fount of youth rite? so you can come back now.:) somehow

Faith: fairy dust makes you younger?Who knew?!but i'm

almost 2 japan.Might as well go!I've been meanin ta do some

japanize shoppin:)

Rach: no no...fairy dust makes u fly there4 we dont

need 2 b younger...we can go 2 NEVERLAND NOW!!! :) u may

finish ur shoppin 1st tho.

Rach: bring me back somethin!

Faith: Kk me will.. :) but i don't gots no money.. Bummer!

wen we leavin for neverland?oh! r we in a cartoon or is this

da real world??

Rach: we'll leave as soon as u get back...this is the real world babe!

Faith: Awww man well i'm in a cartoon here! We got majorly split up!! Oh no!!

Rach: im tellin u! can u swing by the n pole and ask santa

where we can find peter pan. he can help us!

Faith: Alrite! But i don't wanna tlk to santa.. I've been a bad girl:(
but I'll try to find pinnocio!!He'll tell the truth bout things :)

Rach: good idea! let me know what u find out...i hope ur

not stuck in cartoon forever! i'd miss you!

Faith: Sure ya would! Everybody would! I think america

would crash if i didn't come back.. Oh wait it already is crashin:)

Rach: true true! hey when ur done shoppin you can take

a journey (shortcut) thru the center of the earth.

Faith: okie dokie no problem :) it shouldn't take me more than 80 days :)

Rach: are you done shoppin now...u couldn't have got much

cause u didn't have any $$$

Faith: I kno i kno but this is no laughin matter! I'm stuck in japan
wit no money so i can't go see santa to find peter pan and pinocio!

Rach: ok...new plan...i picked lots of $ in hawaii, so meet

me in th center of the earth & we'll look 2gether

 
Faith: Alrite.. Remind me wat we r lookin for??

Rach: we r trying 2 get u back 2 real life so we can fly 2

neverland and b young forever with out change.

Faith: Ohh tht makes total sense :)..but i'm still in a cartoon:(

wat will we ever do???? Should i holla for help??

Rach: sure try anything! i should be at the center in about 5 mins where are u?

Faith: I'm in paris! I won the lottery!!

Rach:i'll right well, meet me in st. louis and we'll go to the fair.

Faith: Haha.. Can we go to a ballgame too??

Rach: yeah...i don't care if we ever come back.

Faith: me neither!can we root root root for the home team??

Cuz itd be a same if they didn't win :(

Rach: ya know i'm havin fun on all our mini adventures!

Faith:Haha same here!! We be da koolest kids wit all these adventures :)

Rach: maybe we ought to stay here and continue our

adventures...or do you think there'd be better ones in neverland?

Faith:Ohh :) well i think never land would be a tad more fun. Don't you?

Rach:maybe a tad..& then th fun would go on & on!!!

alright...no more putin it off, we leav wit my fairy dust tonite!

Faith:Alrite!! Lets go! Wat time?

Rach:well i am goin 2 a movie 2nite & it should get

out round 9...9:30 good 4 u? we can meet at the big house

in the field. good place to take off from

Faith:Take off from where?and no no i have to clean

the church tonight! Oh no!

Rach:the big house in the field (nana's) , 9:30 my time...

10:30 urs we can go later tho.

Faith:Alrite 1030 my time sounds good.. I'll have peter

fly me there :)

Rach: cool beans...see ya tonight!

9:30 Central Time Zone:

Rach:and AWAY we go! Look I CAN FLY!!!

ur not doin 2 bad of a job flyin urself! i wonder how long

we hav 2 fly 2 get 2 neverland..did u pack snacks?

Faith:thanks I've got a lot of flyin in my time

Rach:so we've been in route for about four hours... LOOK!!!!

what is that in the distance??

Faith:What is it?

Rach:idk u can see it as well as i can! i think it is LAND!!!

Faith:LANDDD-HOOO!!:)

Rach:were HERE!!! but i think we forgot 1 VERY IMPORTANT

thing!!!

Faith:Uhoh.. I forgot my lipstick!

Rach:that's important too..but we forgot to learn how to

land!!! is there water nearby...we can land in it.

Faith:Haha :) Ummm -looking right and left- there!!

You see the mud hole??!

Rach: man...that is gonna get all in the only pair of clothes

i broght!

oh well i can make new 1s outta fig leaves

Faith:Ohh! Wow thts not good.. :) I'll make you some from trees

Rach: now that we have that figured out..ready to

land and possibly inflict bodily harm?

(Faith is thinking)

15 mins later

Rach: ya no we still is floatin over never land....do u

think we hav the courage, brains, & heart 2 land...or should we go to oz?

Faith:well i don't have the heart or courage.. So we

better call ourselves dorthy and head for oz. :)

Rach: are you implying you have the brains? well as long

as you have thos i hav the other two LETS LAND!! :)

Faith:well yes.. Well i sorta wanted to go oz really bad :(

Rach: well i guess we better go before we land cause once

ur in neverland u start 2 4get things.

Faith:I kno it! Lets go to oz today and never land tomorrow.. :) ?

Rach: Alright.lets narow it down.oz is not in kansas but

thats how Dorothy got ther so lets go 2 kansas first….

man i like flying it makes traveling sooo much easier!

Faith: I kno it! :) it is easier.. I'm glad i learned how.. But

in order to get to oz don't we have to endure a tornado?

Rach: yeah,still want to go?we could go 2 atlantis instead...

i've always wanted 2 go there..& th wizard scares me!

Faith:Yea thts true:) hmmm good grief lets just go to never land!

Rach: UMPH!!!!! man that was a hard landing...the mudd

looked softer from the air!!!

Faith: OWWW!!!! I hurted myself! Tht mud was hard!! :( are you ok?

Rach: no! i think i pulled a muscle in my upper thigh!!!

Few Minutes Later:

Faith: are ya recovered?

Rach: yeah i just got to walk it off, lets explore.

Faith: Kk.. WHOA watch out!! Wat is tht?!!

Rach: AHHHHH!!!! i think its...its... TAELIPO!!!

Faith: RACHAEL!!!!? Come back to me! .. Ha never

mind stay where you r! :) this is lookin good.. Alone

in neverland! Peter is all mine!

To be Continued

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I Have Been Blessed!!!!


THE ROOM

In that place between wakefulness and dreams, I found myself in the room.
There were no distinguishing features except for the one wall covered with small index card files. They were like the ones in libraries that list titles by author or subject in alphabetical order. But these files, which stretched from floor to ceiling and seemingly endless in either direction, had very different headings. As I drew near the wall of files, the first to
catch my attention was one that read "Girls I have liked." I opened it and began flipping through the cards. I quickly shut it, shocked to realize that I recognized the names written on each one. And then without being told, I knew exactly where I was.

This lifeless room with its small files was a crude catalog system for my life. Here were written the actions of my every moment, big and small, in a detail my memory couldn't match. A sense of wonder and curiosity, coupled with horror, stirred within me as I began randomly opening files and exploring their content. Some brought joy and sweet memories; others a sense of shame and regret so intense that I would look over my shoulder to see if anyone was watching.

A file named "Friends" was next to one marked "Friends I have betrayed." The titles ranged from the mundane to the outright weird "Books I Have Read," "Lies I Have Told," "Comfort I have Given," "Jokes I Have Laughed at." Some
were almost hilarious in their exactness: "Things I've yelled at my brothers." Others I couldn't laugh at: "Things I Have Done in My Anger", "Things I Have Muttered Under My Breath at My Parents." I never ceased to be surprised by the contents.

Often there were many more cards than I expected. Sometimes fewer than I hoped. I was overwhelmed by the sheer volume of the life I had lived. Could it be possible that I had the time in my years to fill each of these thousands or even millions of cards? But each card confirmed this truth.
Each was written in my own handwriting. Each signed with my signature.

When I pulled out the file marked "TV Shows I have watched", I realized the files grew to contain their contents. The cards were packed tightly, and yet after two or three yards, I hadn't found the end of the file. I shut it, shamed, not so much by the quality of shows but more by the vast time I knew that file represented.

When I came to a file marked "Lustful Thoughts," I felt a chill run through my body. I pulled the file out only an inch, not willing to test its size and drew out a card. I shuddered at its detailed content.

I felt sick to think that such a moment had been recorded. An almost animal rage broke on me. One thought dominated my mind: No one must ever see these cards! No one must ever see this room! I have to destroy them!" In insane frenzy I yanked the file out. Its size didn't matter now. I had to empty it
and burn the cards. But as I took it at one end and began pounding it on the floor, I could not dislodge a single card. I became desperate and pulled out a card, only to find it as strong as steel when I tried to tear it.

Defeated and utterly helpless, I returned the file to its slot. Leaning my forehead against the wall, I let out a long, self-pitying sigh.

And then I saw it. The title bore "People I Have Shared the Gospel With." The handle was brighter than those around it, newer, almost unused. I pulled on its handle and a small box not more than three inches long fell into my hands. I could count the cards it contained on one hand.

And then the tears came. I began to weep. Sobs so deep that they hurt. They started in my stomach and shook through me. I fell on my knees and cried. I cried out of shame, from the overwhelming shame of it all. The rows of file shelves swirled in my tear-filled eyes. No one must ever, ever know of this
room. I must lock it up and hide the key. But then as I pushed away the tears, I saw Him.

No, please not Him. Not here. Oh, anyone but Jesus. I watched helplessly as He began to open the files and read the cards. I couldn't bear to watch His response. And in the moments I could bring myself to look at His face, I saw
a sorrow deeper than my own.

He seemed to intuitively go to the worst boxes. Why did He have to read every one? Finally He turned and looked at me from across the room. He looked at me with pity in His eyes. But this was a pity that didn't anger me. I dropped my head, covered my face with my hands and began to cry again.
He walked over and put His arm around me. He could have said so many things. But He didn't say a word. He just cried with me.

Then He got up and walked back to the wall of files. Starting at one end of the room, He took out a file and, one by one, began to sign His name over mine on each card. "No!" I shouted rushing to Him. All I could find to say was "No, no," as I pulled the card from Him. His name shouldn't be on these cards. But there it was, written in red so rich, so dark, so alive. The name
of Jesus covered mine. It was written with His blood. He gently took the card back. He smiled a sad smile and began to sign the cards. I don't think I'll ever understand how He did it so quickly, but the next instant it seemed I heard Him close the last file and walk back to my side.

He placed His hand on my shoulder and said, "It is finished." I stood up, and He led me out of the room. There was no lock on its door. There were still cards to be written.
- Brian Moore