Oct. 14, 2008 - tagged by Doggydiva24
Rules:
1.i want to be a vet
2.i love getting hyper on sugar
3.i have 7 pets (1 dog, 3 cats, 2 frogs, & 1 turtle)
4.i have a twin brother, Bob, who lives on the moon cuz our home planet was bloweded up
5.i'd rather be hated for who i am, then loved for who i am not
6.i really need to get to work on my school work right now
i tag: Whatsup14, Fanatic, Independent4lfe, Redneck1, ilovemusic, & Ladybug
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Sep. 30, 2008 - thank Fanatic!!!
now im giving this award to whatsup14, sman007 & Ladybug
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Sep. 12, 2008 -
ok, so i know i said i was going to put pix on here, but im too lazy to do that right now, so if you wanna see 'em then you can go to my mama's blog.
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Sep. 7, 2008 - IM 15!!!!!!!!!!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IM 15!?!?!?!?!?!? i can not believe it. i have had an AWESOME day. awesome time @ church.....awesome time @ RED LOBSTER (yes, awesomeness) awesome time @ home. and more awesomeness later on @ church. not only because i am turning 15, but also because i get to spend the day with Tyler :D. ill put pix on later.
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Aug. 24, 2008 - A Teenager's View of Heaven
17-year-old Brian Moore had only a short time to write something for
a class. The subject was what Heaven was like. "I wowed 'em," he later told
his father, Bruce. "It's a killer. It's the bomb. It's the best thing I
ever wrote.." It also was the last.
Brian Moore died May 27, 1997, the day after Memorial Day . He was
driving home from a friend's house when his car went off Bulen-Pierce Road
in Pickaway County and struck a utility pole. He emerged from the wreck
unharmed but stepped on a downed power line and was electrocuted.
The Moores framed a copy of Brian's essay and hung it among the
family portraits in the living room. "I think God used him to make a point.
I think we were meant to find it and make something out of it," Mrs. Moore
said of the essay. She and her husband want to share their son's vision of
life after death. "I'm happy for Brian. I know he's in heaven. I know I'll
see him."
Brian's Essay: 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.
"For God so loved the world that He gave His only son, that whoever
believes in Him shall not perish but have eternal life."-John 3:16.
"I can
do all things through Christ who strengthens me."-Phil. 4:13.
My "People I shared the gospel with " file just got bigger, how about
yours?
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Aug. 16, 2008 - Jesus and the Mud Puddle
Howard County Sheriff Jerry Marr got a disturbing call one
Saturday afternoon a few months ago. His 6-year-old grandson Mikey had
been hit by a car while fishing in Greentown with his dad.
The father and son were near a bridge by the Kokomo Reservoir
when a woman lost control of her car, slid off the bridge and hit Mikey
at a rate of about 50 mph. Sheriff Marr had seen the results of
accidents like this and feared the worst. When he got to Saint Joseph
Hospital , he rushed through the emergency room to find Mikey conscious
and in fairly good spirits.
'Mikey, what happened?' Sheriff Marr asked. Mikey replied,
'Well, Papaw, I was fishin' with Dad, and some lady runned me over, I
flew into a mud puddle, and broke my fishin' pole and I didn't get to
catch no fish!'
As it turned out, the impact propelled Mikey about 500 feet,
over a few trees and an embankment and in to the middle of a mud
puddle. His only injuries were to his right femur bone, which had
broken in two places. Mikey had surgery to place pins in his leg.
Otherwise the boy is fine.
Since all the boy could talk about was that his fishing pole
was broken, the Sheriff went out to Wal-Mart and bought him a new one
while he was in surgery so he could have it when he came out.
The next day the Sheriff sat with Mikey to keep him company in
the hospital. Mikey was enjoying his new fishing pole and talked about
when he could go fishing again as he cast into the trash can. When they
were alone Mikey, just as matter-of-fact, said, 'Papaw, did you know
Jesus is real?' 'Well,' the Sheriff replied, a little startled. 'Yes,
Jesus is real to all who believe in him and love him in their hearts.'
'No,' said Mikey. 'I mean Jesus is REALLY real.'
'What do you mean?' asked the Sheriff.
'I know he's real 'cause I saw him,' said Mikey, still casting
into the trash can.
'You did?' said the Sheriff.
'Yep,' said Mikey. 'When that lady runned me over and broke my
fishing pole, Jesus caught me in his arms and laid me down in the mud
puddle.'
GIVES YOU GLORY BUMPS, DOESN'T IT?!
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Jul. 21, 2008 - Your Hands
Your hands are precious.
Your hands are scarred.
Your hands are torn.
Your hands bled.
Your hands are holy.
Your hands comfort me.
Your hands love.
Your hands carry me.
Your hands stretch out to me.
Your hands hold my heart.
Your hands protect me.
Your hands healed the blind.
Your hands raised the dead.
Your hands turned water into wine.
Your hands hold me.
Your hands wiped my tears away.
Your hands catch my tears when they fall.
Your hands pull me back up.
Your hands break my many falls.
Your hands had nails driven through them.
And with each pound of the hammer on those nails,
You thought of me.
Your hands bled for me.
Your hands are always there.
Your hands restore me.
Your hands are so precious.
Your hands..........they hold mine.
Author~Unknown
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Jun. 29, 2008 - Thanks Kimmy
this is an email that i got that i think is really cool. and if you're a cheerleader you migh like it!
Munitions & Explosives Safety Specialist, NTC
Ft. Irwin, CA
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Jun. 24, 2008 - tagged by whatsup14
ok, i know i was supposed to do this a while ago, but now im gonna do it cuz it looks fun and im completely bored out of my brains.......
Directions:
1. Put your iTunes, Windows Media Player, etc. on shuffle.
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS.
1. How would you describe yourself? Circle of Life- The Lion
2.What do your friends think of you? Hello-Hawk Nelson
3.What do you think about very often? Something On My Mind-Hawk Nelson
4.What do your parents think of you? Only Wanted-Stellar Kart
5.What do you want to be when you grow up? The Show-Hawk Nelson
6.What do you think when you see the person you like? Me and Jesus-Stellar kart
7.What do you think of your best friend?Meant To Live-Switchfoot
8.What do you think of the person you like?Thriller-Michael Jackson
9.What song will they play at your wedding?The Reason-Hoobastank
10.What song will they play at your funeral?Dare You To Move-Switchfoot
11.What is your biggest fear?Divercity-Tobymac
12.What is your biggest secret?Stand in the Rain-Superchick
13.What do you think of your friends?Everything You Ever Wanted-Hawk Nelson
14.What do you think of tagging 5 people?Activate-Stellar Kart
I TAG.........
who ever wants to do this
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Jun. 7, 2008 - camp!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
ok, i went to camp this last week. and here's what all i did!
Day 1: got there! took a nice long ride n Leigh Anns car. had a blast listening to Tobymac, Hawk Nelson, Time Warp, Grits, and camp cd (all awesome music), too random pitures of each other. laughed until our sides hurt......(ect...) then when we finally got there, we got ambushed by counsellers that had a water hose and water noodles (yikes). then we went to get settled in our rooms. then went to the worship building (meaning we had to climb the mountain) then separated into our small groups. after that we wnt back to the rooms, prettied ourselves up (us girls did, anyways) then went to supper. cant remember what we had. but it was good, im sure of that. then we went to worship and ha an awesome time. then went to bed. (there might have been some stuff i left out, but who cares?)
Day 2: woke up. took a shower, got all prettied up, went to breakfast. we had bacon (love bacon) eggs, buiscuts, yogurt and some other food that tasted good.then we went back to the room and did our TAWG's (Time Alone With God). then we went to morning cel(abration). after that we went into our big groups (high schooland middleschol groups) and then went to small groups. then went to lunch, had food (cant remember what it was). then we went to our POI's (Point Of Interest) i had horseback riding, but it was pouring down rain so i couldnt do it (which really stinks) so instead we went into the worship building and played indoor games. then we went to lunch, then went to the rooms and basically spent our free time in there. then went to supper (it was good, thats all i can remember). then we went to worship and had an awesome time (of course, why wouldnt we ave a fun time praising the LORD?) then hung out at the shack and had a little free time to hang out and meet new people. then went to bed! and slept...sleep is SO awesome. i dont know one person that doesnt like it!
Day 3: woke up, took a shower, got dressed added a little make up to my sloppy-ness. then went down to breakfast, had some good food. you know, the kind you eat. then went back to the room and did my TAWG. then went to morning cel. went to .....well you know all of this, so i will skip to my POI.....ok, what i did for a POI on this day was climbing, they have this huge 50 foot tower called "Tango Tower" and i did this last year. i climped a ropes course but couldnt pull myself up on the platform on top. so this year i wanted to acomplish that. so thats what i did, i made it to the top. and got back down w/o killing myself or panicing ('course, why would i panic, i mean its ONLY 50 feet). i also found a tiny little frog the size of my pinky nail, which was really cool.
Day 4: im just gonna skip all of the stuff you know about and jump right to my POI. i had messy games this day. and the 1st game we did was ice cream sundae. we used chocolate syrup, shaving cream (whip cream) ketchup (strawberry sauce) mustard (carmel sauce) and flour to make us white like vanilla ice cream. after that we played the hair syle game. and we used shavig cream, nacho cheese (nasty) and peanut butter.i had a horn on the top of my head. and i have taken 2 showers since then, and my hair still smells like nacho cheese. after that we had......SLURGE FEST!!!!!!!! (and the crowd goes wild!!!!!) we got ALL muddy, i had it in my mouth, my hair, my eyes.......it was every where. basically what we did was play around in a mud pit for a few minutes, and it was awesome!
Day 5: going home, we woke up and did the usual, with some packing and cleaning added, we went to small groups went to worship, then went home. had a fun time coming home took like 2 naps and everything. tons of fun, hope i can go back next year and have another year of awesomeness!
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May. 21, 2008 -
ok, im bored, and im stuck at hme babysitting my sisters. and i have nothing better to do, so im gonna put some random pix on here
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May. 1, 2008 - an award!!!!
i got an award ffrom HopelesslyGeeky!!
now im gonna give it to........
IndyJones
Mariah4Jesus
Crazy4Jesus
JesusFreak
ILoveMusic
XtremeSoccerGurl88
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May. 1, 2008 - an award!!!!
i got an award ffrom HopelesslyGeeky!!now im gonna give it to........
IndyJones
Mariah4Jesus
Crazy4Jesus
JesusFreak
ILoveMusic
XtremeSoccerGurl88
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Apr. 25, 2008 -
ok, im bored, so i decided to update my blog.......IM GOING TO MY 1ST PROM TONIGHT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...............ok, im done screaming.........but my dress is gonna look awesome, my hair is gonna look awesome, im gonna look awesome, my date already looks awesome...........its gonna be awesome..........i might put pictures on here.......might.......
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Apr. 12, 2008 -
SOMEBODY (im not going to anounce any names {Chelsea}), so thats what im going to do.............now, what am i going to talk about? uh...........im watching Alvin and the Chipmunks, a cute movie so far. k, now that ive updated my blog, im going to get off.....bye!
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Mar. 18, 2008 - tagged by POTCgirl
1.fave color-green
2.least fave color-white
3.color of pants-brown
4.color of shirt-black
5.color of fave cd-um.........
6.color of dream car-anything but white or brown
7.color that you want your mom to dye her hair-orange?
8.color of computer-white/gray
9.color of best friends brother's eyes-she doesnt have a brother
10.color of dream pet zebra-how in the world do you change the color of a zebra's fur? and why would you have one as a pet?
11.color of phone/ipod-phone:silver, ipod:mickey mouse
12.color of the last thing you ate-um............
13.find what color you answered with the most than divide it by blue-im not a math whiz, i didnt even know that you could divide colors
14.tag as many people as there are letters in the color.-no
i tag QueenLydia, Dreamcatcher, HopelesslyGeeky, & Lexielou972
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Mar. 17, 2008 - Happy St. Patrick's Day!!!!!
this is one of my fave holidays b/c everything is GREEN!!!!! my fave color is green. well, when i was a wee lil lassy (note i have an Irish accent for this day) me and my sisters would have this lil tradition that we just simply loved to do, yet we do it no more. but what we would do for the wonderful tradition is, we would find a box, then decorate it with green stickers that had f leaf clovers and leprechauns and other things like that. then we would set out that night. after we went to bed andw e were all tucked in and asleep, the leprechaun would come out and fill the box with such lovely things, such as candy and other prizes. then next mornin when we woke up, we would fine a long trail of green, leading to where the little green fello hid the box, there was enough candy in that box to last us for weeks. but it only lasted one day. ahh, the good times that we had. do you have any traditions for this specific holiday??? if so, leav a comment to tell me all about it, i would simply love to hear about it.
HOLLI
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Mar. 15, 2008 -
hello to all my peeps. well i had a fun time last night....i went to a sleep over, the biggest one ive ever been to in my life, there were like 11 girls there, but i saw my first horror movie....to me anyway, i told my bf about it, and he's like it's not a horror movie, and he's never seen it, im just not used to zombies jumping out everywhere, ok? but we still had lots-o-fun. we stayed up til like 5-6 in the morning. so ya, then we ate a really good breakfast. and just had more and more fun, then i left my dad's phone there. we had to drive back to get it. lol, thank goodness she only lives about 5-10 minutes away. sooooooo.......leave a comment on how your weekend was, and maybe even add me as your friend.....just maybe.....pleaz?
Holli
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Mar. 12, 2008 - Hi
Hey, In case you didnt know, my name is Holli :o) . um....not sure what to say bout myself. i call myself blond all the time, but my hair is dark brown (no affence to the blonds, i think blonds have more fun, lol) but anywho.....um, i have another blog (http://www.mylifenotalwayssosweet.blogspot.com). so check that out. yeah. have fun with that. i like to make up my own words, so if you see a word that you dont understand, try sounding it out or something. i have 4 pets, i dog (Molli), and 3 cats (Orlando, Miley & Fluffy). i have 2 sisters, Lydia and Abigail. well g2g, ttfn
Holli
