Case study

We just finished the case study that we were doing in our youth group!!!! It was very time consuming and it was very thought provoking but it was a good way to get into God's word.  I liked it but I am glad it is over...

A lovely morning

I slept in till 9:20!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  It's been a long time since I have done that!  I didn't even stay up late.

Would you rather...

Have your arms flail uncontrollably every time you walked.....
                                ...or......

Have your heart beat loud enough for all in the room to hear when you see someone you like?
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Technology

Do you think that technology is a bad thing?  I think that electronics and what not distract us from our purpose as Christians.  Not all technology is a bad thing...phones and computers are a good thing... used for the right purposes that is.  You see where technology is advanced and it has been made better for communication and keeping in touch.  That is all good, right?  Well, yes.  But this world has made a good thing into something that  can be used for evil purposes. The Internet for example is good for being able to look up things that you need to know.  But you see so much saturation of sex and popularity on the Internet.  Even on sights that are supposed to be harmless can turn out to have suggestive material.  What is this world coming to if we cant keep our language clean and our text messages pure?  I know that sin entered the world and that is what we get...but lets try to notice these things and see how we can try to change them.

Gettign what we didn't want for Christmas...What??????

Christmas is coming.  What do you think?  What was the greatest gift that you were ever given?  What do you want?

There are lots of things that I can think of that I want, but I really don't need most of what I want.  Isn't that how it goes lots of the time?  I think so.  Well it didn't go that way with Jesus.  We didn't want him, we didn't think we needed him, and we rejected him to the point of crucifying him on a tree.  See, we got what we needed dearly for Christmas, yet we didn't recognize a gift in a form of a baby from heaven.  If we can't tell what we need when it is sent to us from heaven, how can we trust that our God loves and cares for us?

I'm not saying that everyone thinks in this manor.  Neither am I saying that you are a bad person if you do.  I just want to provoke thought in a place where it is desperately needed.

A clip of a book that I am deciding weather or not to write...

The waves were raging, water sprayed from stern to bow.  The main mast wavered in its sleep.  More than one brave soul stood up straight on the deck as the savage waves tossed the vessel like a toy on the surface of the deep.  Water spattered off their black British hats.  Two young men-- could even be called boys-- stood stately looking out over the angered oceans face. The ship they were on, the Diminisher, slapped the the waves viciously with a fury to rival that of the winds battering the sails.  Clouds were only seen when lighning shattered the black sky.
       "Them bloody angels are throw'n stones into th' sea again!  Can't ya see em?  Look or' there! A bloody large wave there! Can't you see it Nate?"  Said the taller of two blue clad fellows.
        "Yes John, I can see em all right." The voice sounded as though it came from a small child, the lads voice hadn't grown deep yet. " Really a beauty of a sight."  Wistfully the shorter boys eyes glazed with tears.
         John looked over at his best friend and saw the  glassy look in his eyes.  "What you get'n all teary eyed for?  It's just a darned big storm!"
         Nate was thinking of something else he wasn't thinking about the storm. "I'm all right Joe boy, I'm good."
         The storm passed with the dawning of the next day.  Sea gulls rode the rough waves, white caps clothed the the surface of the water.
         Nate pulled on his blue jacket and buckled his belt and saber around his thin wast, he felt John's eyes on him.  John was sitting on his swinging bunk.  A question brightened his eyes.
          John thought, Nate was an odd one, he never seemed comfortable around big groups of sweaty greasy cussing sailors.  For the most part the men didn't fight or scrap because the captain kept a good hold on them.  Grey in the eyes and black in the hair as handsome as any young man should be, Captain Carter was a good guy to be manning a new ship.
          John yawned and poked an accusing finger at Nate's belly, not much bigger than his own.  "Lookey there, looks like you have a bit o' food eh?  Captain sure feeds the lads with their stripes! Huh, lieutenant?" John joked around a bit as Nate pulled his hair into a neat pig tail.
         "You talk like some pirate would.  Would you stop it an talk like a gentleman!? Not some savage!"  Nate glared at John.
          John noticed -- not for the first time--Nate's long eyelashes.  "Boy you got some lashes there!  yr' Moma never told you that?"  He prodded some more.
         Nate threw a lofty glace at the other boy and stately walked away, up the satires tot he deck.  His black shined shoes clicked crisply as he went.
         John jumped up and threw on his coat and shoes and ran after his friend.
         Nate was leaning out over the rail watching the blue water go by.  On the starboard side the sun was coming up, showing it's lovely blushing cheeks.  He  breathed in the fresh air, lungs filling with pure freedom.  A dream.  All was broken when he felt a firm hand on his shoulder.
         It was a crew man, scabbilt dressed in breaches and muddy tunic.  He snapped to attention one Nate turned his way.  "Sir, liestenant.  Captain Carter wants you to man the glass sir."  He saluted once and turned and about face.
         Nate was a very good glass manner, he had the crystal clear eyes or a hawk.
         John stepped up next to his friend.  " 'Ave you seen anything?"
         Nate shrugged as he looked over the horizon. Nothing.  "Your a mongrel ya know it?"  Nate smiled inside.  He loved his friend.
         John frowned, straightend his coat, hat and saber.  "Not a mongrel surely!  Aye, a man though, I might say."  He said it all in his best english.
         Nate laughed aloud and put his glass to the side.  "Surely!!!"
         John's face was a-glow.  "Cant I see tha glass a moment?  I'll take a good long gander at the sea I will."
         Nate handed it to John and kicked off his shoes, stripped off his jacket, and dropped his hat.  "Race you up the rigging,  Can get tot he top before any scoundrel on this ship!"
         John beamed, a challenge in his eyes.  He shoved the spy glass in his breaches and prepared to climb up the tangle of ropes to the crows nest.
    
         The captain sat a t his desk mumbling over the terrible head ache he had, a hand on either of his temples looking at a map.  He looked out the large bay window that revealed the deck.  Two youth were racing up the rigging.  One he recognized by how thin and tall he was, spider quick, it was Nate.  He was beating his friend dearly! John, who panted below, tried to catch up.Carter smiled.  "That boy's got guts.  It's why i have him on my ship."
         A rap came on the door. "Captain?"  A voice from outside enquited.
         "Come in."
         The colonel stepped in looking sharp, a man in his mid thirties.
         "Sir, the lieutenants are running the rigging, you commanded that Nat man the glass, sir."  The colonel looked concerned.
         The captain thought for a moment.  "Watch them."  He said the the other man.
     
         John was yelling.  "C'mon man!  Nate!  No fare! Your a scabby scoundrel you!"
         Nate kept climbing at amazing speed. Up one rope, to another.  He reached the crows nest and heaved his body up over the egde andinto the basket.  Five minutes passed as John lugged his way up.  He handed Nate the glass.  "You look!"  He said bitterly.

        The captain smiled and looked at the colonel.  "Their good men and wouldn't disobey my orders, they are manning the glass you see."  He looked back to the two young men up in the crows nest silhouetted by the sun.  The colonel nodded his head and stepped quietly out of the cabin

        Look at the flock o' sea birds there!"  Belowed John, who stood tentatively by Nate's side.
        Nates eyes scimmed over the ocean looking for any other sea going vessels that could pose as a danger to their ship.  Nothing had been seen so far.  They were not on a war party but their boat was a man o' war.  Ready for battle if need be.  They were on a test run with the spanking new ship and fresh captain.  They were being tested.  This was the maiden voyage of both boat and crew.
       They were in friendly waters but in an area where many French ships passed.
        John shaded his eyes with his left hand while hanging recklessly  over the edge of the basket, supporting himself with only one rope held in his right hand.  "Look its that darned bloody lil' boy Conoly!" John smiled at the thought of the small cabin boy and his blazing red hair and the small black-as-coal kitten he carried around.
         "That bloody boy!  Stuped cat too! Spit up a hair ball on my bunk a week ago! Mine of all hundreds of beds to yuck on!"  Spat Nate determinedly.  He could barely make out the small boy on deck far below.
         "I hate little kids!"  Said John with a discussed look on his face.
          Nate looked at him with a grin,  "You wont once you got ten er' twelve of em wadlerin' around at home!  That is if you find yer a gal!"
          John looked thoughful, he had never thought about girls much before.  All of them he had ever known thought he was gross because he liked stabbing toads and eating bugs and all that stuff.  He had long since grown up.  No more picking boogers and eating them just to make the neighbor girl run away screaming.
         Nate was thinking quite the same thing. As John's face twisted with the thought of a slimy, green booger being eaten.  Definately not something edible.
         "Yuck!!!...."  Both boys said in unison.
         "Were you thinking about boogers too?"  Asked Nate.  John nodded with a sick grin on his lips.
         "I have to say, little boys are gross creatures!" John laughed, swinging on the rope supporting him.
          Nate stated his agreement. They had been talking for over twenty minutes now.  Nate shaped the spy glass to his eye, slowly he circled around.  H saw something!  He looked back and focused on the blur.  Directly behind them a black speck of a ship sailed on the horizon, following their invisible tracks.
         "Sail ho!!!!!!"  Bellowed Nate.
         They were being hunted.....



This is a historical fiction based during the French and British revolution.  I love to write even though I'm not the best.  I hope you enjoyed it!  Comment and tell me what you thought :)

Being intentional

We all have times when we don't mean something we say or when we let things fly that don't need to fly.  I do it all the time.  What about you?  I've been trying to be more intentional about things lately.  My youth pastor Phil has a favorite word, and that word is Intentional.  The funny thing about it is that the word perfectly describes him.  He is very intentional about what he believes, how he says it, and why he is who he is.  I respect him for it.  I would like to be known for being intentional.  I want to be strong in my faith as well as caring for others alongside me.  I think that caring for friends, talking to them, making sure that they know that you care about them, and showing your love in a fearless yet upstanding way, describes the action of intentional. 

Rain

It's raining and my poor horse looks like a drowned rat...
Ever seen a horse when it is all wet?  I don't like the rain because it's so gloomy out.  I want to see the sunshine!!

Life is a blessing!!!

I have been having a rough few days :(  Ya know (For you girlz out there) how sometime things just don't go right and you feel like sitting down and crying your eyes out?  Yeah, well, that has been me for the last few days.  Somebody in my family cracks a joke and I turn around bowling my eyes out, my poor family, it's not their fault.  I just have bad days sometimes...

....I have this awful stye on my right eye and it hurts soooo bad.  It is really ugly and my eye is all red!  That is one of the things that has been bothering me...

...................But, life is a blessing.  I am still alive.  I can still walk.  And God still loves me!! <3  So, I'll be ok :)

Don't condemn them

Look around you and see that there are people out there that seem weird.  Yeah, I know that you know what I'm talking about!!!  We all know somebody that is weird.  Gosh, my whole family is odd!!!...Wow, I got off topic here.  OK, what I was saying before I got off on a rabbit trail was that we have seen odd people.  We have looked and seen people that don't act, dress, or walk like us.  We know that everyone is different.  Do you judge them?  I sometimes do.  I may look at a young lady who is my age (16) or younger that is pregnant and think,  wow, she got in big trouble!!!  She's probably not even out of high-school.  It's hard sometimes to look at someone different than you and not judge them isn't it?  Yeah!!!  Well,  learned really fast that condemning a person doesn't help you, and it doesn't help them.

I went to public school in 9th grade (I'm back to homeschooling).  I say, heard, and learned things that I didn't even know about.  By the time the year was up I was burning to get out of there!  But...I did meat this one girl that has and will forever impact my life.  Her is a mental picture of her:

Average height with mouse brown hair.  A thin form and greenish blue eyes that had to much eyeliner you couldn't see how pretty they would have been without it.  She was a person that I tried to avoid when I first started out. She swore like a sailor!! I though that she meant bad luck.   Well, I got to know her and she opened up.  Even though she seemed to hang out with a shady crowd, I knew that there was something about her that made her more willing to listen to what i had to say about Christ.

I stayed away from most of her friends and advised her not to hang out with them so much. She talked her heart out to me and my sister.  She told us things that she didn't tell anyone else.  She slowly stopped swearing around us and even around her friends.  God was starting to work in her I would think.

A while into the school year she got suspended and was not in school for the rest of the year.  I cried myself to sleep thinking about what she could have done to get suspended so long.  I thought that she was changing, I would think to myself.  I wanted to be there for her so that she could tell me what was going on.  I wanted to help.

A week before we left to Tennessee for good she called.  She told me everything.  I am not going to tell you what happened for her sake.  But it left her very hurt and shamed.  She is depressed often now and I so wish that I could see her.  She was upset that we couldn't see each other before our family moved out.

I am still praying that I will see her someday.  We are in contact she calls ever few weeks to check in on us.  I want you to pray for her with me.  Pray that God captures her heart!!!

She taught ME how to see people for who they could be, not who they seem to be.  SHE taught me how to look at a person and smile because sometimes them need it.  She showed me love for someone I don't even know.  She helped me become a better person.

Don't look at a person and judge them.  Think about who they could be with Christ in their hearts.  Think about the back ground some of these poor people come from.  Look and love them for who they are :) <3

What are you doing with your life?

What are you saying to yourself about your future?  Who do you want to be? Do you want to change?  Do you want to make a difference?

I want to change this generation.  I want to be a woman after God's own heart.  I need to change.  I want to make a difference.

We need to stand up and show people what we believe to be true.  We need to show the love of Christ to those who don't know what love means.  We need to know what we are doing with our lives in order to make a change...

We have a fire inside that none other have.  Why not set the WORLD on fire?  The holy spirit is just waiting to show it's works, all we need to do is let it do as God commands, we need to go out into the world and make a difference.

Snowflakes

Aren't snowflakes so beautiful?  They are another wonderful creation of God's.  No two snowflakes are the same, just as no two people are the same.  Thought two people may look alike they are all different inside...