So while most my peeps spent their whole day in a van or on a bus....this is what i did=)
On the way to the mall!!!
These ones had lil holes in them...believe it or not WE COULD SEE!
Don't you think we are worth more than that????
(Yeah we aren't slipper chairs either!)
AWWWWW!
ME NEITHER!!!!
No seriously....it was honeydew!!!
Okie so we went to opry mills had lunch and txt Erika, Ayz, and Shivangi...we had fun and i am so proud of myself i didn't spend ANY money and still had a blast!
Till then,
Rachael
(btw, your gonna love the wordless wednesday!)
Tonight was the sounds game activity.
The sounds played the isotopes and won 5 to 4=)
We left the church around 6 and arrived a little late for the game...or at least we didn't make it in the gate by the time it started....we played liar on the bus there and back, i really think it ought to be called "cheater" because we cheat more than we lie=) right kay??....when we got there we found our seats in GA. (general admission for those who don't know...won't mention any names)
I hung wit my peeps Kailyn, Ayslyn Jayd, Erika, and Miranda...they are lots of fun=)
And most importantly i had my blue raspberry icee=) more of a smothy little melted.
Till then,
Rachael
Hello all,
So Friday night was the Moss Wright Park Youth Activity.
IT RAINED!!! We got wet obviously, but before it started raining we played volleyball on a sand court. Ok, even while it was raining some people played volleyball, but once i got all the sand off, i didn't want it back on me...it falls in the category of velvet and chalk....ICK!
We had fun still, after it started raining i swang on the swings and then just sorta walked around. It was relaxing after a long week of volleyball camp.
We all returned soaked but happy=)
Till Then,
Rachael
Tonight was sooo much fun! I am soo tired i can't go into details...well actually today as a whole was fun. First we had the skit..it went well....grand total of $2247.00 raised by the homeschoolers and over$16,000 by the whole school!
Then i help set up for the banquet, the theme was Winter Wonderland....boy that snow was no fun to clean up!
Then...the banquet took place....Dr. Jessup taught on Faith Promise and how we don't commit because we don't have enough...but he said explain it to the people around the world that we have a house for our car but can't afford to sent the gospel to them....the same people that don't have a house or shoes....the rest is all a blurr...just imagine it beautiful and fun filled...that is all i shall say.
Till Then,
Rachael
We survived rush night and i only broke down crying 3 times..=) only because i didn't think the walls would look good and we wouldn't have towers or watchmen...which was the whole purpose of building the castle. But in the end God taught me again that i should just trust Him and that if it is for His glory it will all come together. It did take the better part of an hour to get the walls standing and while the guys were working on that there wasn't a whole lot for us to do. But once they got up i didn't have time to breath.
We were judged on:
1. Best use of wall space
2. Best use of floor space
3. Best us of overall space
4. Most Artistic
5. Stayed best with color theme
6. Best Drink
7. Best Treat or dessert
8. Tastiest food choice
9. Most Creative setup
10. Harmony of mascot and verse
11. Best Display of verse
12. Most consistent with theme
13. Most effort in putting together display
14. Best overall display
15. Which team would you most likely join
I am proud of my team and glad to announce that we received first place in all but four of these categories! ( #'s 1,2,5,6)
We also won best skit! (THANKS MAEGAN!!!!=) Watchman and Wobin....=)
and we got 1st and 2nd in the frozen t-shirt competition.
It was the most stressful thing i have ever done in my life but i can gladly look back now and say that is was one of the funnest things i've done and a great accomplishment.
Here are some pics of us setting up.
Workin on the walls.
Miranda and Ashley Spray Painting to improve the appearance of our walls.
Daddy and AJ working on my beloved drawbridge.
Megan and Bailey...my brick brigade. =)
Dustin, Jacob, Ms. Denese, and me putting up the interior of the walls.
The walls not going up very fast in the first hour.
Me...doing something...
Justin stapling cardboard to make our castle look awesome.
Jacob doing who knows what.=)
The castle starting to look like a castle =) yae.
LOOK AT OUR WATCHMEN....aren't they AWESOME!!!! Thanks Ms. Tina for making them!
I don't have pics of the final product but i will have some later this week.
Hello All,
Last night the chosen seniors and a few Jr's. met at Bro. Frankie's house to pick SOCIETIES!!!
The Leaders are Team 1: Jesse Davis, Herbert Hildalgo, Rachel Panas, Rebecca Morgan and Team 2: Justin Lassiter, A.J. Rodefer, Kailyn Stewart, and of course me.
We went back and forth picking individuals from the youth group. First both teams were sorta picking all the athletic people because we have a lot of competition that relies on athleticism. Then, we started picking the faithful because we get points for that. =)
My Team, the Alpha Omega Watchmen is pretty well planned ahead.
We have our Name, Mascot, Colors, Verse, Foods, and what we are going to do for our station.
We still have to come up with a cheer/skit.
Our verse is 1 Samuel 14:16. And the watchmen of Saul in Gibeah of Benjamin looked; and, behold, the multitude melted away, and they went on beating down one another.
AWESOME RIGHT??? Basically the other team is just going to self destruct! hehe, yeah we watching for em....cause we are the ALPHA OMEGA WATCHMEN!!!!!!!! WHOOOO!!!
Alright, i feel much better now that i got that out.
Till then,
Rachael
Tonight there was a Jr. High (7
th-9
th graders) activity at the Circle J Ranch, a Christian camp started by members of our church. The Jr. High Kids were to have a treasure hunt in the DARK!!!!
WHOOHAHAHAHAHA!!!!
SOOOO our Youth Pastor, Bro. Frankie, hatched a lovely little plan for the Sr. High Kids to arrive and hide near the glow sticks, that the
jr.'s were suppose to find, and jump out and scare them when they were not aware. We got some really awesome reactions...and i personally got orange soda dumped on me. ( Once they knew we were actually out there they started doing stupid things)
SOOO Bro. Frankie told us to get on the bus and he would send Kyle (the one that dumped soda on me) on the bus to get something. HE WAS
SOOO SCARED IT WAS HILARIOUS!!!!!! "Bro. FRANKIE!!!! I think there is someone on HERE!!!!", "BRO. FRANKIE!!! Can I use your FLASHLIGHT???"
Hehehe it was fun!
Then i was forced to embrace my urge to pour ice cold
mountain lightning down his shirt. oops=)
Til 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
