According to HelpGuide.org:
Obsessive-compulsive disorder (OCD) is an anxiety disorder characterized by uncontrollable, unwanted thoughts and repetitive, ritualized behaviors you feel compelled to perform. If you have OCD, you probably recognize that your obsessive thoughts and compulsive behaviors are irrational – but even so, you feel unable to resist them and break free.
Most people with obsessive-compulsive disorder fall into one of the following categories:
- Washers are afraid of contamination. They usually have cleaning or hand-washing compulsions.
- Checkers repeatedly check things (oven turned off, door locked, etc.) that they associate with harm or danger.
- Doubters and sinners are afraid that if everything isn’t perfect or done just right something terrible will happen or they will be punished.
- Counters and arrangers are obsessed with order and symmetry. They may have superstitions about certain numbers, colors, or arrangements.
- Hoarders fear that something bad will happen if they throw anything away. They compulsively hoard things that they don’t need or use.
So can you guys really call me O.C.D.????(comment if you still think i am O.C.D., and what kind do you think i am??)
This is hilarious to me! I hope some of you get it..hehehehe
OH MY WORD!!!!!!!!!!! am i really that SHORT???
I had on my 3 inch heels!!!!! *sniff sniff*
Check out the website for honors that i'm on=)
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Piglet accused of carrying H1N1 (Swine Flu!!!!!)
or HINI as referred to by Bro. Fay
Starting December 18th, i'm taking all the babysitting i can=)
(hopefully i won't have to get a "REAL" job)
My heart is fixed, O God, my heart is fixed: I will sing and give praise.
-Psalms 57:7
Now the end of the commandment is charity out of a pure heart, and of a good conscience, and of faith unfeigned.
-I Timothy 1:5
Think on these things=)
(Phillipians 4:8)
(thanks for the inspiration smiley=)
Sunday night was my 18th birthday party, finally. Though i have been 18 for almost two months i hadn't had the time to celebrate it till fall break, which was last week.
I had a couple besties over and we stayed up and watched movies, made signs for the bus route we did on monday, and talked=)
It was great to have Megan Threlkeld back and to catch up with her on what has been going on since she moved.
No tooth paste was used, (except to brush our teeth) even though Rebecca went to bed at 11:00pm. Party Pooper!!!
Monday morning me and Kailyn watched celtic thunder, she hadn't seen my new dvd yet.
Then about 3:00 Kailyn, Shivangi, and i went on bus routes. And that story was told in the post below.
In Celebration of South Haven Baptist Church's 23rd Anniversary, we take any and all kids skating for free. Several bus routes take their regular riders and plenty of visitors skating per night. We also hold open air services and nursing home services. Throughout the week thousands of people hear the gospel and hundreds believe in Christ for salvation.
This is the Roller Skating Rink we went to, and no it wasn't anywhere near to this empty!!!!
We had over 300 people there=) It was great!!!
286 people all together, not including the many many workers!
We also saw 85 people saved!! Praise the Lord.
I want some of these=)=)
jk=)
The video below is what anniversary week is all about, in fact that is what life is about. WE NEED TO TELL THE LOST!!! But not just the people behind the door, when we've scheduled to tell people about Christ, but the person at work, the person at school, anyone and everyone, because when you don't tell them about their eternity, it is on your conscience. You become responsible because God said,
"Go ye therefore, and teach all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost:" (Matt. 28:19)
and He also said
"Therefore to him that knoweth to do good, and doeth it not, to him it is sin." (James 4:17)
God has given me a new heart for souls this week and i ask that you pray for me as I plan to tell several of my classmates about Jesus.
Thanks!
Don't bother me
With souls to save.I have my own agenda.
There's school to do,
Sports to play,
Important stuff to attend to.
Don't bother me
With my friend at work.
He's got his own religion.
I don't have time
to change his mind.
He'll make his own decision.
Don't bother me
With that little girl,
That girl playing in the street.
She's much too young
To understand
The Savior she could meet.
Don't bother me
With sounds I hear.
The sounds of people shrieking.
Although I wonder who they are,
Who are these people screaming?
Don't bother me
With who they are
I really don't want the blame.
Cause it's my friend
And the little girl
Who, from hell,
Can you:
1) Find y'' if x^6+y^6=1
and if
2) The volume of a cube is increasing at a rate of 10 cubic cm per minute. How fast is the surface area increasing when the length of an edge is 30 cm?
I can=)
Taking the first derivative,
6x^5 + 6y^5(dy/dx) = 0
dy/dx = -6x^5/6y^5
dy/dx = -x^5/y^5
To get y" or d^2y/dx^2 --- take the derivative of the above equation. (second derivative)
Volume = V = x^3
where
x = length of the side of the cube
Surface area = S = 6x^2
Since x = V^1/3, then the equation for the surface area is modified to
S = 6(V^2/3)
Differentiating the above,
dS/dt = 6(2/3)(V^1/3)(dV/dt)
dS/dt = 4(V^1/3)(dV/dt)
NOTE that when x = 30,
V = 30^3 = 2700 and since dV/dt = 10, then
dS/dt = 4(2700)^1/3(10)
dS/dt = 1200 sq cm/sec.
The Lord is not slack concerning his promise,
as some men count slackness; but is longsuffering to us-ward,
not willing that any should perish, but that all should come to repentance.
-2 Peter 3:9
Lately God has been proving this verse to me, He is faithful in all His promises and has showed me He is there to bear my burdens if i'll just let Him have them.
Thank you Lord, for being there for me, where no one else can.
Slow Stupid Score Keeper
-Me
(i know ive already done this one, but it still applies=(
When shadows fall and the night covers all
There are things that my eyes cannot see.
I never fear, for the Saviour is near.
My LORD abides with me!
How can I fear? Jesus is near!
He ever watches over me!
Worries all cease; He gives me peace.
How can I fear with Jesus?
When I'm alone and I face the unknown
And I fear what the future may be,
I can depend on the strength of my Friend!
He walks along with me.
How can I fear? Jesus is near!
He ever watches over me!
Worries all cease; He gives me peace.
How can I fear with Jesus?
Jesus is King! He controls everything!
He is with me each night and each day.
I trust my soul to the Saviour's control;
He drives all fear away!
How can I fear? Jesus is near!
He ever watches over me!
Worries all cease; He gives me peace.
How can I fear with Jesus?
-Ron Hamilton
Congratulations Jake and Rachel!!!
Today was the wedding of our wonderful pianist and it was a beautiful wedding.
The South Haven Baptist Orchestra played in its first wedding and it went well, we sounded so professional!!
I had a wonderful time not worrying about homework and didn't have to rush parents or sister home=)
Be proud of me, i ate no cake=)
Had fun wit the peeps, and rolled a table all my my self. (u had to be there=)
PUBLIC SERVICE ANNOUNCEMENT: Cover your mouth when you cough!!! (and if you happen to be playing the violin, cough in the other direction!!)
By the way, proven tonight is the "I can dig it" picture below.
also proven in the same instant is the picture above=)
3-0!!! Blue wins again!!!
Yep, were here to fight!!! Not only that were here to win!!!
Game score 25/14 and 25/10!!!
Nobody has been over 15 when we beat them yet!! (gives us a little wiggle room for the better teams, which we play monday and tues!)
Great job blue team!!
Yes, this is me "relaxing" while i read my history assignment. (right Dustin??)
An original tounge twister written by my very own sister.
"Stupid Score Keeper"
Yes try that one 5 times fast=)
Standing on the promises that cannot fail,
when the howling storms of doubt and fear assail,
by the living Word of God I shall prevail,
standing on the promises of God
-R. Kelso Carter
I thought this poem to be very appropriate because Pastor started the new series on the promises of God yesterday, i hope it's an encouragement=)
What God Hath Promised Annie Johnson Flint
God hath not promised
Skies always blue,
Flower-strewn pathways
All our lives through;
God hath not promised
Sun without rain,
Joy without sorrow,
Peace without pain.
But God hath promised
Strength for the day,
Rest for the labour,
Light for the way,
Grace for the trials,
Help from above,
Unfailing sympathy,
Undying love. |
I Asked God...
Author Unknown
I asked God to take away my pain.
God said, No.
'It is not for me to take away, but for you to give it up.'
I asked God to make my handicapped child whole.
God said, No.
'Her spirit was whole, her body was only temporary.'
I asked God to grant me patience.
God said, No.
'Patience is a byproduct of tribulations; it isn't granted, it is earned.'
I asked God to give me happiness.
God said, No.
'I give you blessings. Happiness is up to you.'
I asked God to spare me pain.
God said, No.
'Suffering draws you apart from worldly cares and brings you closer to me.'
I asked God to make my spirit grow.
God said, No.
'You must grow on your own, but I will prune you to make you fruitful.'
I asked God for all things that I might enjoy life.
God said, No.
'I will give you life so that you may enjoy all things.'
I asked God to help me love others, as much as he loves me.
God said...
'Ahhhh, finally you have the idea.'
The BIG BLUE had it's second game tonight, and we now are 2-0!!!
Tonight's score was 25/13 and 25/15 we were on FIRE!!!
Justin and Dustin had some awesome spikes tonight, and i'm not gonna lie, i was amazed!!! The girls did an awesome job being there to set the guys, (except in the beginning when i kept trying to share and let Dustin have it=) But then i caught on=)
Thursday night we go for 3-0!!! and we play Main St. Church of Christ.
(THEY GOING DOWN!!!)
B-L-U-E everybody knows the team to be!
And don't you forget it!!!
A We're AWESOME
Buh Buh B We're BLUE
C We're Comin', yeah we're Comin' after YOU!!!
And we did too! 25/10 and 25/15 Blue team beats Ebenezer!
Great job Blue team...we awesome!
(and i like ice cream, so lets keep winnin' okie??)
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
