Today was a long day!
First, mom and i went to Vol State and turned in an application.
Then we stopped by my school to get a transcript for the college.
Then mom went
couponing at
Publix and
Walgreen's.
These are all pictures from today=)
First Buttercups ( My favourite flower) of the season! Spring is on its way!
These were behind my uncle's house=)
As we peeled the "VOL STATE STUDENT" sticker out of our back window so we could park here. (It was there for
Rebecca, we really were visitors=)
Yep, that's the place.
Tammy was nice and helped us get everything turned in.
We stopped by my school, oddly enough it was the second time i had been there this week.
(and i hadn't been there in over a year before
Monday=)
Yeah, i had a pic i liked better but she didn't. *Snickers*
Whoooo go Royals!
One of the 3
coolio flags by
Sam's.
My feet=) It's a long ways down huh?
Then we went to
Publix and
Walgreen's and i was bored.
The guy asked if he could help me when i took the 6
th pic. I said no thanks just
lookin=)
UMmmmmm:P
UMMMMMM
WHOOOO GO
rachAel ray! Creative title
doncha think? (ignore the harry potter book beside it)
OH i got some good videos from the cards with sound...just not sure i should put them on here cause they may be copy written. What you think? Wanna See?
So TRUE!
YEp...Lobster Tail, but be warned it was previously frozen=)
YEah! Love it!
Pretty....don't think
i've ever had a rose.
Or had any of that!
Not just dark...INTENSE dark!
I wore flip-flops today for the first time this year!
Bought a dress from
Dillard's, but you can't see cause it's my graduation dress. =)
I might show my
besties laters=)
Yes
i'm odd, no doubt about it...but this was my day.
Till Then,
Rachael
I sense hard feelings...=O)
So today was senior pics, and Ms. Cassie graciously agreed to do my hair, we wanted it different from my every day hair, but not super different that it wasn't me.
Check it out=)
My unstraightened, Poofy hair at the beginning of Ms. Cassie's little Miracle=)
And Emma Leigh keeping me company.
Yeah, this is after she got the curlers in...don't know why i love this pic
The curlers are coming out...hmmm what is gonna happen!? will it be a major poof!?
Rachael is surprised and pleased=) My hair does cooperate!
Ms. Cassie getting the hair off my shoulder and me displeased at how much fell out=) haha She obviously thought it was funny...??
The result, that is with out makeup:P
Till Then,
Rachael
So this is what i started painting...it was 3 irises in a clear pitcher with water in it.
I didn't like it.=(
So i painted this, it was suppose to be looking through a window at a garden, but we were running out of time and i was running out of talent and patience, thus i colored the squares random colors...coolio eh?
Here's Justin and Dustin, they make it fun, especially when Ms. Tina walked in to find Justin pretending to put on makeup with the paint brush=) haha
Evan and Ethan, apparently thinking, idk...blank paper and a world of possibilities!
Let's just say they did better than me! =)
Some more peeps in the class.
Art has been a lot of fun, though i must say i think i am better at pencil and working with the ruler and perspective stuff=) Thanks for teaching Ms. Cassie!
Till Then,
Rachael
Hey Peeps,
Yesterday was Wednesday, obviously, and the teens went soulwinning!
Praise the Lord it didn't rain and the girls got to go door knocking.
We headed out to whites creek area, where we had gone the past couple times, got 10mins away from the church and realized we forgot tracts!
Ms. Jenny shouts "girls, do any of you have tracts?" I check my bible, i had 5....Kailyn had 4, Erika had 6 (i think, she kept pulling more out from somewhere) but Holly, Holly had 8! Yes she won...but sadly that still wasn't enough tracts. So we headed back to the church got more, but by that time we'd never make it to whites creek and back in time for church.
So after a call to Bro. Mickey to see where we could go locally, we headed to Sleepy Hollow, behind the YMCA (also on my bus route). Mr. Sattler drove around the neighborhood to scout where he wanted us to go, and as we observed from the windows there were tons of children in this neighborhood! (I love talking to kids) A play ground full and several walking down the street.
Kailyn, Megan and I walked up to the first door, knocked, and praise the Lord a girl named Chasity got saved!
Then Mr. Sattler sent us to the playground. There were two kids a boy and a girl walking away from the playground so we decided to talk to them. The boy's name was Caleb and the girl was...oh i know it started with a "B" help me here kay! Anyways Caleb accepted Christ as his Saviour, and i don't know about the girl cause if she didn't she didn't pray out loud...but i pray she did or will.
Then, we knocked on several more doors, Mr. Sattler talked to a boy Bo Hill who wants to ride my bus on Sunday, and i wrote down all his info on a tract...accidentally gave it away...talked to a Vietnam veteran, that's had heart surgery, a brain tumor, plays basketball with my pastor, nicknamed "Duck", has 3 sons, one daughter, 6 grandsons, and a granddaughter named Jaylyn and he sang "Somebody Prayed for me" for us and apparently it was his mother =) he was a joy to listen to.
We loaded back on the bus and the girls had a total of 9 Salvations! Praise the Lord!
Our Group saw 2 saved, Rachel Panas saw 2 saved, Thu saw 4 saved, and Brooke saw 1 saved!
Wow God is good! and all for forgetting tracts!
Till Then,
Rachael
God Bless!
I don't know how many of you have seen Horton Hears a Who, but i love it!
I especially love Katie...tho i think she needs braces.
Cuteness right?
Then she deeply inhales and floats!
Till then,
Rachael
Yes Kailyn inspired me to post about what i got for valentines day. I already showed you my flip flops which two pairs were from my parent for v-day. And here is what Kailyn Brooke got me=)
I gots a little Doggie in a box with candies, and a box of chocolates, and a coolio picture of us from the missions banquet=)
Closer on the pic so you can see just how beautiful we are. That's cool how you did the frame Kay=)
Yeah, this was after the chocolate had met it's match.
You can't really apriciate how soft she is till you FEEL her=)
Till Then,
Rachael
Today my mother and I went to Joanns to get material for my Sleeves!
This is the material i ended up getting, it is the exact same color of the dress and is sheer.
Sammy Linn is helping me with it on Friday, otherwise i wouldn't have a clue what to do.
Thanks Sam!
I also go my SHOES!
Sadly they cost a dollar more than the dress, but they are gorgeous!
Till then,
Rachael
No everyone for once i don't have any pictures=( but i wanted to post about something, so i decided to tell you about my yesterday, even though most of you were there, i'll give you my perspective=)
I got up waaaay to early to take a shower because i wanted to make sure i was done in the bathroom before Daniel got up. Then i went to bus, froze a bit, had fun, took my five year old to his class, but had to wait a minute Mr. Boardman wasn't there yet, was pleased that my bus was back 30mins earlier than usual, said my memory verse to Ms. Stacey, Enjoyed watching the guys sign Derek's foot, learned from Ashleys sunday school lesson on Prayer, Prayed with the ss class for trey, rode up to church with Kay and Ash and the boys, laughed as Ashley made Kailyn tell me what the were to sing last night (though i understand why you wanted to surprise me kay=), Screamed when i heard the title of the song, played Precious blood with the choir, listened to Pastors message out of Acts 21 about Paul, went to ....somewhere... to get shivangi and kailyns valentines presents, went home and tallied CLASS Sheets, GOT MY SACRED NAP, then went back to church for orchestra practice, went to pastors prayer team, was rerouted to a different room because Mr. Rush told us they were knocking out the wall, listened to the second part of pastors message, learned i need more patience with people, said "AWWWW" at the baby dedication, clapped when a little girl got baptised, went to the bathroom in the nursery to let sammy linn look at my dress, laughed when a little girl walkin in and seeing me in my dress asked me if i was getting married, marveled when the other said that i looked like a princess, and wondered if she needed glasses, jumped for joy with sam when my mother told me we were invited to a masquerade ball, took shivangi home, read my book, went to bed....wow, i thought this would be a short post....oh well
Till Then,
Rachael
Tonight i babysat Levi and Jack Rush...they were very good boys=) There Favorite thing we played with tonight was, surprisingly, their mattress pad.
Jack was very good even in spite of the fact he has four teeth breaking in. Just a lot of slobber tonight=)
Levi was fun...we played with plado, and his dinosaurs, and we played soccer and i lost=)
Jack sitting on his throne.
Levi never stopped moving...not even long enough to get a good picture=)
Hurry little buddy! You can escape!=)
Here's the boys in action with the mattress pad=)
And we may never know what it was:P
Till Then,
Rachael
I think i might be...whatcha think?
So i walk into Old Navy and they have this wall...
And this wall! (and that is just the solid colors!)
Their flip flops were 2 for $5 so i bought 2 pair, my mommy got me 2 pair for Valentines Day, and they had a special coupon where you get $5 off a $5 purchase.
So i came home with these=)
I just MIGHT be ready for summer=)
Till then,
Rachael
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
