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, June 12, 2009

Jr. Camp Recap

So Jr. Camp was AWESOME!!!
With a total of 6 salvations and 2 baptisms we are so blessed!
I was privileged to lead a little girl on my team named Cheyenne Johnson to the Lord.
Also Cheyanne Rebollar's little brother Gaby got saved this week too!
One of the other salvations was actually a parent!

Bro. Mitchell Buck preached and the kids learned about the wordless book that has five pages.
Gold which stands for heaven
The Dark Page(Black) which stands for our sin
Red which stands for the precious blood of Jesus Christ
White which shows how the blood washes us whiter than snow
and
Green which stands for our spiritual growth after salvation.

At the end of the week each child was given their own wordless book so they can share the Gospel in the simplest way!

The week was full of fun, competitions, singing preaching, games and much more!
With the waterslide, fooseball building, field games, water games, cowboy college, and play practice we were all super tired by the end of each day and especially at the end of the week!

I want to personally commend my helpers Ayslyn and Jesse for working with me! Great job!
Also special thanks to all my kids who worked so hard and listened so well!
PROUD OF YOU LITTLE PEEPS!!!=)

Now what we've all been waiting to hear....yes my lil peeps won the week!
First Place!
also see below our skit which also won first place!

Great JOB YELLOW PEEPS!!

Till Then,
Rachael
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Peeps Are Friends, Not Food


play written
by
Rachael Campbell
With Contributions
by
Kailyn Stewart
Daniel Sparkman
and
Tyler Campbell

Cast:

Aaron Bien-Homie
Sharon Clifton-Narrator
Brandon Martin-Addict #1
Kyla Destin-Addict #2
Cheyanne Rebollar-Addict #3
Ben Hatcher-Addict #4
Abby Keliher-Leader of the Addiction Program
Frankie Gagliano-Non-speaking Addict
Gaby Rebollar-Non-speaking Addict
Jacob Panas-Non-speaking Addict
Matthew Robertson-Non-speaking Addict
Kaitlyn Johnson-Non-speaking Addict
Cheyenne Johnson-Non-speaking Addict
Angelica-Non-speaking Addict

Skit:

(Aaron)a homie peep/person walks across stage circumspectly toward a sign that says "Peeps Anonymous Meet Here" while the narrator reads.


(Sharon)Narration: Peeps, those marshmallow peeps, all sticky, gooey, and soft. What went wrong? Why are they nearly extinct?!?! The fact is peeps can't be found because the world is addicted! Panic has set in and peeps anonymous is now the largest attended addiction program in the world.
(Homie peep walks past the sign and sits down in a semi-cirlce of chairs. The other people come to life as they were frozen.)


(Abby)Leader: Brandon you're next

(thru each testimony time other addicts are saying its ok, pour it out, let it go..etc.)


(Brandon)Addict #1: (ashamedly walks to the front of the class) Hi i'm Brandon and i am addicted to peeps.
(Angelica:come on! Frankie: don't be shy!)


Leader: And what method or substitution have you used to help you addiction?


Addict #1: Twizzlers.....i tried twizzlers....but its just not the same!!!! They're so hard and chewy....i want peeps soft and gooy!!!
(wipes tears and sits down)
(Aaron:That's right! Ben:Preach it!)


Leader: Poor thing! next is Kyla.


(Kyla)Addict #2: Hi i'm Kyla and i am addicted to peeps...but i have been peep free for a month now because i can't find any!!!


Leader: and how do you feel?


Addict #2: Terrible!!! I tried to replace them with Tootsie Rolls, but they tasted like cardboard!!! So then i search the world for peeps....i found one box! but the price was so high, the only thing they'd accept as payment was my blue diamonds! I quickly agreed as they are not worth to me nearly as much as my precious peeps! But now my box is gone(sulks and returns to chair)
(Frankie:It's ok!)

Leader: Hmm..remember everyone...no matter how hard this may be...PEEPS ARE FRIENDS NOT FOOD! Next is Cheyanne.


(Cheyanne)Addict #3: Hi I'm Cheyanne and i am addicted to peeps.


(Kaitlyn: Pour it out! Cheyenne: Tell us all about it!)


Leader: And did you try an alternative to peeps?


Addict #3: Yes...i tried Jolly Green Giant Vegetables....trying to be healthy....but i admit...i hated it! (angrily yells )Who likes vegetables anyways!?!?!?! (shaking her head returns to seat)


Leader: wow...i might suggest you seek out a physiatric help ma'am. and we have time for one more testimony today.


(Ben)Addict #4: Hi i'm Ben and i'm addicted to peeps. They're just so awesome!!! One of a kind, make ya feel good, sets me on a high for the day ya know. (Kaitlyn: You know it! Cheyenne J: That's right! Gaby: Yeah!)


Leader: so what have you used to compensate for this addiction?


Addict #4: Orange Crush...but of course it hasn't work...it's nasty with its terrible aftertaste that leaves you wanting something more! nothing can compare to the peeps!!!
(sits back down)


Leader goes back to the front


Leader: in the short time we have left i'd like to give my testimony for i too was a peep addict. Clearly stated it is impossible! (Frankie, Jacob, and Matthew: GASP!!! Angelica Screams: NO!!!!)The addiction for peeps cannot be overcome, for there is nothing better, nothing stronger, nothing with more will to win, Then The Peeps!


The End.
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Wednesday, June 10, 2009

Wordless Wednesday


Oh My, Daniel...hehe
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Monday, June 8, 2009

Teen Camp Success, Jr. Camp on a roll

So yes i was too tired to report about the end of teen camp.
To make a long tiring week a short story...the Honey Nut Cheerios won!!!!
By less than 100.000 points too!
Bro. Frankie said that we won it cause we correctly answered most of the service questions.
Wow....go cheerios!


Now to Jr. Camp!!!

There are:
Jolly Green Giant
Red Twizzlers
Orange Crush
Blue Diamonds
Brown Tootsie Rolls
and my team
The Yellow Peeps!!!!

G2g
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Friday, June 5, 2009

Failures

Why do I sin consistently?
Why do I fail persistently?
Why do I ignore God's voice?
Why do I obey my choice?
It seems every temptation I endure,
I fail God more and more.
It seems my heart is never pure,
And serving God becomes a chore.
But there is a purpose for the failure,
I have to be a warrior.
God wouldn't let me suffer it,
If He didn't want me to grow a bit!

-Shivangi Soni
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Tuesday, June 2, 2009

Wordless Wednesday


Picture provide by Justin Odell Photography.

=)
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Circle J Day Number Two!!!

Late to bed and early to rise makes a very sleepy teenager!

Today we arrived and camp and had our God and I time, then we had the morning preservice games. Nothing extraordinary, we didn't win much either so not worth the telling=)
Then Bro. Walker taught us on following our Guide and the benefits we receive when we do.

Then we loaded the bus (or in my case the Stewart's suburban) and headed to Red River Canoe in Adams. Long story made short, i was in a canoe with Ayslyn, Ruth, and Anastasia. We only flipped once...and if you want to know the details call me. Most of you were there...but it was a bit interesting. SCARY jus cause i have this major fear of drowning.

That was pretty much the whole day...i is tired and dirty from the river...it was a blast though!!!

Till Then,
Fruity
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Monday, June 1, 2009

Circle J

okie--- i'm gonna try to keep you updated on camp as it happens.

Today was the first day...the four teams were picked and competition began!!!

There are the
RED BULLS
BLUE CHEESE
ORANGE CONVICTS
and the best of all because it is mine
HONEY NUT CHEERIOS!!!!=)=)=)

So far i think we are about in third...we're not doing so hot...but i know for a fact we're not in last=)
My team consists of
Ayslyn Smith
Ruth Beam
Anastasia (Bro. Carl's niece)
Michael Mullenix
Kyle Epley
Derek Sattler
Micah Hatcher
Andrew Morgan
Evan Stewart
Alex Odom
Austin Spaulding
and Me=)

The other girls on my team didn't really want to participate in the pre-service games...so i did, plus, senior year...lets go all out shall we=)

So first one i did was dropping a egg in Micah's mouth whilst he was lying down...i missed=)
Second, getting life savers out of a bowl of flower with your mouth...i'm talking a BIG popcorn bowl. I got it all in my mouth, nose, eyes....believe it or not ears...eWWWW....but i did get 7 lifesavers....enough to tie for 2nd place.
Next, our whole team participated in chugging a 2 liter soft drink...we were told not to put our mouth on the bottle so i got that all over me.
Last i had to put a pantie hoes on my head and eat a banana through it....yeah...ick...kyle fed it to me and i accidentally bit his finger! Sorry Kyle!!!! But we won that one=)

So at the end of the day i had banana over mountain dew, over flour, on my shirt that was wet!!! GROSS!!!!

Okie, the most important part was the preaching of course, our special speaker is arriving tomorrow, one day late, so bro. Frankie taught us today (not that he isn't special=)

This morning he taught about not slipping and falling, and that we can fall, even when we dont plan to...we don't set out to fail! (then we went and played on the slip and slide=)

Then tonight he taught about making your life count for Christ, and that you use your time wisely to do everything you can for the cause of Christ.

Anastasia went forward to see about her eternal destination, and i think she got saved but i'm not positive. I prayerfully hope so=)

Till Then,
Ruthie
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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