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;

Wednesday, April 28, 2010

Wordless Wednesday (the picture says it all!)

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Interestingness

BIOLOGY

Are you Right-Handed or Left? Right!

Have You ever had anything removed from your body? blood!

What was the Last Heavy thing you lifted? my book bag!

FOOD-OLGY

What is your salad dressing of choice? Ranch

What is your Favorite sit-down restaurant? Demos

What food could you eat for 2 weeks straight and not get sick of it? Mac and cheese

What are your pizza toppings of choice? cheese, sausage, and banana peppers

What do you like to put on your toast? smuckers strawberry jam

RANDOM-OLOGY

If it were possible would you want to know the day you were going to die? No

If you could change your name, what would you change it to? I like my name… i don’t want to change my name! ~

Would you drink an entire bottle of hotsause for $1000? no, the $1000 would not cover the medical bill

DUMB-OLOGY

How many pairs of FlipFlops do you own? 10 or 15

Last time you had a run-in with the Cops? Does getting my fingerprints done count??? if not then ...um...never?

Last person you talked to in person? Rebecca

Favorite Month? May

CURRENT-OLOGY

Mood? tired

What are you listening to? Celtic Thunder;)

Watching? my computer screen?

Worrying about? FINALS

RANDOM-OLOGY

What's the Last movie you watched? Sherlock Holmes

Do You Smile often? Yep!

Do you always answer your Phone? 99.99% of the time i do, unless i'm in class i hit ignore and call them back laters

If you could change your eye color what would it be? Green=)

What Flavor do you add to your drink at Sonic? Cherry Limeade or Peanut butter fudge shake=)

Do you own a Digital Camera? I do, whether or not it works is a different question

Have you ever had a pet Fish? yes

Favorite Christmas Song? O Holy Night

What's on your wishlist for your Birthday? money=) I need to go shopping

Can you do push-ups? yes

Can you do chin-ups? Nope

Do you have any saved texts? Yes

Ever been in a Car wreck? yes, but i wasn't driving

Do you have an Accent? people not from around here say i do

What is the Last song to make you cry? Idk

Plans Tonight? HW

Have you ever felt like you hit rock bottom? yep

Name 2 things you bought yesterday? Food and food

Have You ever been given Roses? yes

Current Hate Right now? hw

Met someone who changed your life? Yes.

What were you doing 12 AM last night? asleep

What was the first thing you thought of when you woke up? long day ahead...i don't want to get up!

TECHNLOGY

How many televisions do you have in your house? 4

What color cellphone do you have? black

What does the first text in your inbox say, and who sent it? "Idt there is gonna b v-ball 2nite" -NB

Who was the last person to call you? Devan Finn



Well that was fun....lol

Monday, April 26, 2010

Damian McGinty - Home

Saturday, April 24, 2010

Starlight=)

A few minutes ago I went outside to walk my dog, and as per routine, I looked up at the sky.

I expected to see a groggy foggy sky, because it has been stormy and nasty all day long, but instead it was clear and clean...I could see hundreds of stars!

And this reminded me of two things.

1. Sometimes God allows us to go through the storm, and struggle, so we can see clearly...or maybe go through the storm to see what we need to get out of our lives so we can be clean.

2. God is like the stars, even when we can't see Him from our position in the storm, He is still there!

Just my thought for the moment...all because the dog had to go, lol.

Odd, But True!

Seriously odd, that I thought I was the only one that thought this....

Facebook Group title:

"I suddenly jerk up from my sleep cause i was falling in my dream."


Yup, I thought it was just me, lol.


Thursday, April 22, 2010

A LITTLE excited=)=)=)=)=)=)=)

Guess where we are going for vacation!?!?!?!
ON A CRUISE!!!!!!!!

Jamaica, Key West, and the Cayman Islands!


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Friday, April 16, 2010

Honors Night/ Who's Who

Phi Theta Kappa Inductions





Easter Recap, Orchestra Edition


Mr. Bird

Elyssa, Maggie, and Rachel

Dad

Mrs. Thuy

Rebecca and Sarai

Mrs. Stephanie

Jesse

Elizabeth and Erika

Homeschool Spring Banquet of 2010=)



This one is for Shivangi=)




Inside Jokes

"That's my bag!"..."No lady, That's not your bag!''

Thursday, April 15, 2010

Honors Program


Dr. Robert Ikard, Mr. Daniel Kelley, and myself.
Dr. Ikard is signing my copy of his book "No More Social Lynching."

He IS a very tall man=)

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

Yet Another Tuesday

Yes, I survived Yet ANOTHER Tuesday. My day started at 6:00 this morning...too early=( I left the house about 7:30 to go get my fingerprints done at the Springfield Jail....ok....may i say...CREEPY!!! I got to see a very excited young man get bailed out of jail by his parents this morning....I'm sorry, but all the 'Restricted Area' signs on the way to the jail office made me rightfully paranoid!

The rest of my day falls into the "College Stuff" category and you will find it there.

Saturday, April 10, 2010

New page! "College Stuff"

Check out my new page (tab above) to read about what i've got going on in school.

Moral of the Story: Do Not Tailgate!


FLAT TIRE!!!!=O


Lovely!

Thursday, April 8, 2010

Pics=)


This is Gurdie=) the fattest bunny you will ever meet=)=) From Kailyn Brooke=)

Erika and Ayz thought this was funny???

Rachel, Rachel, and Rachael=)

Me and Kailyn Brooke=)


Thursday, April 1, 2010

Bahahahah!

Something makes me think the people who make up the word verifications for blogger know me too well! Today's word verification:
"not studying"
BAHAHAHAH lol=)

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