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, May 29, 2009

Tribute to Casper




He will be forever missed=(
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Thursday, May 28, 2009

Life Goes By

It's true, life goes by...and continues on with or without your permission...with graduation the day after tomorrow, my last teen camp starts on monday....it seems highschool has passed me by....I am excited about Saturday yes, thrilled that school is over, but overwhelmed by the change it will soon represent, college will cause all my peeps to go different directions and be busier than ever before...today i decided i crawl in a hole and just dream life doesn't change..but then i remembered mrs. pomm told me that graduation is the beginning of the best part of your life...i'm willing to believe her...but it better get good soon=)

Okie that is my ponderment for the moment.=)

Till then,
Rachael
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Wednesday, May 20, 2009

Wordless Wednesday


Yep, beware we are armed! =)
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Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Wordless Wednesday


The LOOK!!! and really i was trying to take a pic of the background not her...tht didn't work so well=)
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Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Smiley


This is my other Bestie!
Shivangi Vishnu=)
Just so ya know that too! hehe=)
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Monday, May 11, 2009

Kailyn Brooke=)


This is Kailyn Brooke=)
She is my bestie=)
Just so ya know=)
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Sunday, May 10, 2009

With All My Heart

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Rush Night 2!!!!

Tonight Bro. Frankie announced the scoring for CLASS!!!!
Dad, Bro. Jason, Jesse and I played Offertory...which i didn't know about till this afternoon.
A.J., Rachel, Shivangi, Kailyn, Justin, Dustin, and I sang the special...which i didn't know about till 10 mins before church.
Plus the orchestra played the choir special!
Yes is was a rush of a night...my heart was beating so fast and i was shaking so bad....but i survived and now i'm content to know the results of scoring!!!
and now i'm watching Indiana jones with my bestie Shiv and Rebecca.

oh AND i got to hold Brenna Laine!!!!
She is SOOO precious!!!
Ok for pics.
Some of then aren't great cause we were moving but not bad=)





Me getting a certificate for co-captain of the winning Alpha-Omega Watchmen,
A.J. about to accept his, Justin and Kailyn got one as well.

Me receiving a trophy for memorizing Matthew 5:1-48
Kailyn, Evan, Megan H., Bryce, and I all got that one.

Me accepting the award, for FIRST PLACE in scoring=)
No to brag...i am just sooo excited!!

Sorry bad pic...Kailyn Brooke got Second!!!!! Great Job Girlie!!!!!!!

Evan Patrick got THIRD!!!! Good job! Flabergasted us all!

Justin Odell got Fourth! Good Job!


Bryce Stumpf, got 5th!
Dustin James got 6th!

Megan made top 11 but i don't remember what place.


Austin made top 11 too again don't remember.

Us playing choir special!

I hav two videos one from special and one from offertory...i'll try to load them next....my computer is being SLOW!!!

Till then,
Rachael
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Thursday, May 7, 2009

?!?!?!


My school sent me a t-shirt.
I mean come on...REALLY?!?!?!
At least i know they have humor=/
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Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Praise the Lord!


I have a prasie that the Lord keep my Faithy safe yesterday when she got in a car accident.
No major injuries, just a few bumps and bruises, she also got a few burns from the seat belt.
Overall she's ok thou.
Quote from Faith to the new driver getting ready to get her license,
"It was so scary. Don't ever wreck!"
I think i might just take her advice!

Till then,
Rachael
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Wordless Wednesday


So is it Dorothy or Toto?!?!?!
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Monday, May 4, 2009

US


Hey Kay, There's the pic we didn't get of us....=(
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Sunday, May 3, 2009

Homeschool Banquet!!

There is WAY too much to tell about the banquet, and most of you were there, so here are some pics from the evening, enjoy!

Don't know what up wit this pic...looks a little demonic huh?

Mom snapped this one me and megan were looking at hair styles while her hair curled. haha

I didn't have makeup on yet=)

The back of our hair=)

Megan and her beautiful corsage.

Me.

Becca.

Me and Becca=)


Mom=)

Ms. Cassie and I playing for the special music.

Daddy, Bob, and Justin accompanied us.

Beautiful Megan, and sharp Austin

The Jeremys at the Jeremy table in the background, handsome Evan, and sharp Dustin.


I'm not really sure what she was doin=) We were on the river cruise.


Ms. Melissa was telling the story of how Timmy murdered Miss Manners. Evan and I were amused.=)

I think this one is self explanatory.


Mrs. Pomm still tellin the story.

Dustin James smiling even though he said he wouldn't.

Evan...thinking or just looking genius=)

Team #1: Ms. Alisha, Michael, Me, Austin, and Evan...we WON!!!

The whole group except for my parents and the jeremys.
Left to right: Rebecca, Mrs. Pomm, Timmy, Austin, Evan, Miss Alisha, Michael, Megan, Kailyn, Justin, Rachael, Dustin, Jenny, Miss. Cassie.

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