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;

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Wordless Wednesday

Homeschool Banquet is friday. =) Can't WAIT!!
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Wordless Tuesday?!?!?!?!?


All the peeps servin' at the missions banquet.=)
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Sunday, April 26, 2009

She's Here


Meet Baby Brenna
6lbs. 12.5 oz.
18 inches long
=)
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Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Wordless Wednesday


Yeah..i'm gonna be needing one of these!
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Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Societies Almost Over=(

The Alpha Omega Watchmen are almost to the end of their reign.
The society competition will come to an end this Sunday. Hopefully we will come out on top, but regardless of the outcome we have all had fun and come together as a team and competed well.
It's hard to believe that the 13 weeks is up, and though i haven't posted about the competitions and such, it has much consumed my time...from Rush Night to the society outreaches to totaling class sheets for Ms. Sarah.
And the big moment we have waited for will soon come. Individual scoring. I'm so excited that almost all my friends will make the scoring trip, but even more anticipated is the result of who took first and second.
I think Kailyn and I can do it....I hope!
Even if we don't I know we worked our hardest and I'm proud of all my friends that took the time and effort to keep up with their points...the memory verses haven't been easy this year.=)

I also want to individually thank Evan Stewart for the encouragement note he wrote me. It meant a lot to me, and remember the younger influence the older as well! You are almost like the little brother i don't have=)

Till Then,
Rachael
S.S., Lynn, Scout,
and all those other nicknames


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Friday, April 17, 2009

To Know More

I always want to know more about my friends so please answer each of these questions in a comment. I will number them so you can match your answers to my quetsions.
Some of these could be odd...we'll see.

1. If you could only have one pair of clothes what would it be?
2. What grade are you in? (or if graduated specify)
3. How many siblings do you have?
4. How long can you put up with them?=)
5. Would you rather have a peaceful easy going schedule or busy one?
6. Who is someone you have only known for a year?
7. What is your favorite memory as a kid?
8. Have you ever had any broken bones?
9. Which ones?
10. What color are your eyes?
11. When you were little was it a stuffed animal or blankie?
12. Which do you like better up or down?
13. Who is the craziest/most random person you know?
14. If you could live in another country where would it be?
15. Learn another language? Which?
16. What do you order at subway?
17. What all do you put on your sub?
18. What color are the walls in your room?
19. Do you make your bed each day or oh well i'm just gonna sleep in it again tonight?
20. Do you play an instrument? Which?
21. Ever Babysit?? Who?
22. What/Where is your home Church?
23. Facebook?
24. Blog?
25. Do you consider yourself photogenic?
26. Specific phobia?
27. Big reader?
28. Big writer?
29. socks or none?
30. Sport?

Alright i know by the time you get done with that you'll be going man this is too much!
My answers are in the comments as well.

Thanks for the idea Paige!

Till Then,
Rachael
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Thursday, April 16, 2009

All Things Be-AWESOME!

Sorry its been a bit, First Easter came...and i was happy to see it. We had our Easter Cantata and all went well...we played it a total of 3 times that day...the testimony by Bro. Mike Campbell was so touching and made you appreciate God's mercy and grace and that He hears us when we cry unto Him. Here are some pics. Rebecca and I matched....everyone was sure to inform us as well....like we didn't know! haha

Yep i was puttin on my face for the pics.

I have become known for this look. Its the "so what do you want me to do again?" look.


Hmm..Rebecca looks deadly...

This is my Easter present from Kailyn Brooke...isn't it gorgeous!?!?! i love it!
As you can see i already hung it...perfect colors...and she got me a chocolate bunny...but its been GONE!

This is what one wall looks like now...and yes the silver one is suppose to be slanted...it gives it some depth.... i still have to put two pics of me and smiley in that one=)
I didn't have all my pics in and mom came in with a hammer and nails and said lets hang stuff...so we did!



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Here's my memory shelf...yeah...its back up=) my trophy is stuffed with memories. hehe
and my plaque from Jr. Camp...medallion from scoring...trophy is from scoring...as is the coke bottle.

Mom got these super cool dots that match my room...you put them on the wall and you can write on them...NEATO!!!

Thus! Coolio eh?!?!

Oh and i gots this today! I was running outta space for my cds...yayness!

Till then,
Rachael
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Monday, April 6, 2009

Mother/Daughter Banquet

Tonight was the Mother/Daughter banquet and it was beautiful!
I got to help Ms. Cassie setup this morning and the colors were pink and brown. The center pieces were the coolest they had white candles with a pink ribbon around it in a clear vase with coffee beans surrounding it. And once they lit the candles it smelt soooo goood!!!!!

Ms. Laurie was the speaker and taught about rememberance and what we need to remember to have in our daily lives!

His Own sang Cherish the Moments (and changed the words up a bit to fit the occasion) and Ms. Tammy and Ms. Angi told some jokes and spoke on how important your perspective is.

Here are some pics and videos from the night.
Aspen enjoying eclair! hmmmmm!



Mrs. Pomm, our sound "man" for the evening...and aspen being a good little girlie.

So kay...what were you thinking here??? Good pic for being off guard.




Till Then,
Rachael
S.S.
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Soul Winning Spectacular!!!!!!!!!!

Saturday was the Soulwinning Spectacular!
Each sunday school class has a goal of knocking on a certain number of doors during the spring campaign(which lasts 6 weeks) and our goal as a youth group is 6600 doors!
After two weeks we have over 2000!!!!
With MANY salvations!!! Saturday i was blessed to see one person saved, and among the teens there were 22 saved that day!
PRAISE THE LORD!!!

Then Bro. Frankie bought us little Caesars pizza!!!
yum!

Till then,
Rachael
S.S.
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Thursday, April 2, 2009

Teen Soulwinning!

God is SOOO Good to ME!!!
Yesterday was teen soulwinning and i was blessed to lead 6 people to the Lord!
Jessica
John
Erica
Daniel
Jose
&
a little girl.
(i have her name written down but its unique and i can't remember it just now)

The part that amazes me though is that i asked God a question...and i said Lord if your answer is yes, then let me see someone saved today...but God answer wasn't just yes it was yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, YES!!
We have an awesome God that wants us to know His will LOUD and CLEAR!!

Also Kailyn Brooke saw one person saved and we knock on a ton of doors!

Pray for the soul winning spectacular and God's blessing for that day.

Till Then,
Rachael

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Wednesday, April 1, 2009

April Fools Wordless Wednesday


Yes i am well aware what today is, i wasn't even outta bed yet and i got pranked.

Till Then,
Rachael
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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