This is an old post, but it is worth repeating...I think.

Romans 12:9-21
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Love must be sincere. Hate what is evil; cling to what is good. Be devoted to one another in brotherly love. Honor one another above yourselves. Never be lacking in zeal, but keep your spiritual fervor, serving the Lord. Be joyful in hope, patient in affliction, faithful in prayer. Share with God's people who are in need. Practice hospitality.
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Bless those who persecute you; bless and do not curse. Rejoice with those who rejoice; mourn with those who mourn. Live in harmony with one another. Do not be proud, but be willing to associate with people of low position. Do not be conceited.
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Do not repay anyone evil for evil. Be careful to do what is right in the eyes of everybody. If it is possible, as far as it depends on you, live at peace with everyone. Do not take revenge, my friends, but leave room for God's wrath, for it is written: "It is mine to avenge; I will repay,"says the Lord. On the contrary: "If your enemy is hungry, feed him; if he is thirsty, give him something to drink. In doing this, you will heap burning coals on his head."Do not be overcome by evil, but overcome evil with good.
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This is what some people (especially one) have been trying to explain to me. The fact that we are brothers, the fact that we are told to help one another on our journeys. We are called to support one another, we are called to mourn with those who mourn, rejoice with those who rejoice. We are told to see one another's needs and to do something about them. JESUS CHRIST is our example. HE is our older brother, the one we look up to, the one we all want to be like because HE is so amazing. JESUS CHRIST is our prime example, HE GAVE UP HIS LIFE FOR US. How many of us would give our lives for our irrational younger brothers and sisters, or even the older ones who constantly mock you for going to math club? But this is what HE did. HE GAVE HIS LIFE FOR US. SINNERS! HE sees what we have done, HE knows everything about us. And HE LOVES US. HE knows all of our failures, all of our faults, all of our "deep, dark secrets" (to use a horribly cliched line). HE knows all of that, and yet, HE gave HIS life for us. And we can't even look at the people around us, even the ones we profess to love, and say, "Yes, I love that person and I would do anything for him." We can't say that, because we KNOW it's not true. We KNOW that we would fail.
But,

GOD
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DOES
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NOT
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FAIL

Do you think we're too flippant with the word "love"?

Hymn 19

Let us of Christ our Lord and Saviour sing,
For, though God’s equal, though eternal King,
He did not to His rightful glory cling.
Hallelujah, hallelujah!

Himself He emptied that He us might save;
Himself for us, God’s chosen ones, He gave,
And, born as man, our Lord became a slave.
Hallelujah, hallelujah!

He bore the weakness of our human frame
And He obedient unto death became,
For on a cross He died, in bitter shame.
Hallelujah, hallelujah!

God therefore raised Him to the heavenly heights,
Bestowed on Him, the Lord of life and light,
The Name surpassing every name in might.
Hallelujah, hallelujah!

Let at the name of Jesus every knee,
From heav’n above to depths below the sea,
Now humbly bow before His majesty.
Hallelujah, hallelujah!

Let every tongue confess that Christ is King,
For He is Lord of all created things.
So to the praise of God the Father sing:
Hallelujah, hallelujah!


This was the last song in our Christmas service this morning.
I wish I could convey to you how loudly and powerfully and beautifully it was sung.

Christmas Day

Merry Christmas.


I saw a cardinal this morning. It was lovely.


I'm going to church.

short hair

Showers are so nice, especially when you put on pajama pants after and drink tea. The aftermath of showers make them that much better.

I'm going to go watch Wheel of Fortune.

see that snow fall

You know it's Christmas time when your mom is making Sucre a la Creme and fudge.

I miss it.

When I was little I wore dresses. I wore dresses and I sat on the heater. I sat on the heater and my dress billowed. My dress billowed from the warm air. I miss it.

Don't you?

thoughts

I'm starting to get happy about Christmas. I need music. Milk is pretty dang tasty. The library is so great, but I wish I had one of my own. It was my opa's birthday. We celebrated. It was wonderful. Proper punctuation is an asset. Sometimes I think I have too much music to choose from, but then I wonder what I would do if I didn't have it. There are people in the world whom God decided to bless with the talent of music. I'm glad there are so many different genres even though I don't like some of them. New pajama pants are very comfortable, especially plaid ones. There are refridgerators so we can have leftover nights. There are words that I don't know the meaning of so that I look them up. K'nex rollercoasters are really neat. There are songs that make me happy and songs that make me sad. There are people that make me realize that I can't [and don't need to] run the race alone. Bad hair days should not exist when one has short hair. My family is really neat, even though I "freak out" at them sometimes. Candles have a very distinct smell, I like to call it "candle-smell". Jesus gave his mother to his friend. People listen even if you don't expect them to, be careful what you say and to whom. Milk feels exceptionally cold when you drink it while eating a candy cane. Lyrics are confusing sometimes. I think too much. Remote control helicopters can be dangerous. Plaid is my new favourite colour. People are very different from one another, even though sometimes they seem to be very similar. Onward to shoulder-length hair.


On another front, I almost fell down the stairs in my eagerness to get milk.

haha, funny thing I just read:
The statistics on sanity is that one out of every four persons is suffering from some sort of mental illness. Think of your three best friends -- if they're okay, then it's you.

Why is it so hard to recommend things?

Ahhhhhhhhhh

The invisible juice that your neice makes for you when you wake up is so much better than any cup of coffee.

I am refreshed.

To a certain degree.

unnatural sigh of contentment.

Yippee for having my Zen again!


...
Thanks Carol-Lee, for so many things.

your only neice

There's something exciting about having your only neice on your lap and spinning in circles on an office chair with her screaming, quite loudly I might add.
And playing music and dancing shamelessly with her.
And when she hides on you and you go to find her and once you do, you hoist her into the air and twirl her around and she screams again.
And the fact that she says "Again. Again!" when you put her down.
And the way she yells your name from the top of the stairs when you get home.
And making a gingerbread house with her slowly and surreptitiously eating all the candies while you wonder at how they are so swiftly disappearing.

Isn't it neat?

Isn't it neat that time seems to move faster or slower depending on what one is doing?

Isn't it neat that your lips feel floppy and it's really hard to whistle after playing sax for a while?

Isn't it neat that if you think about something you can usually find a good aspect to it?

Isn't it neat that music can make you feel really happy and really sad?

Isn't it neat that being with people can change your feelings so much?

Isn't it neat that playing in snow can fill you up with energy?

Isn't it neat that God is there even when we ignore Him?

Isn't it neat that music can be really wonderful even though it sounds really awful?

Isn't it neat that people can shock you even though you've known them for a long time?

Isn't it neat that when you hug someone you can feel their heart beating?

Isn't it neat that we can learn etymology?

Isn't it neat that question marks are curvy and indicate how you should read?

Isn't it neat that talking to and laughing with people can be really helpful?

Isn't it neat that people forgive?

I think it's neat.


P.S. I think I'll let you all know that this is post one hundred...What a milestone!

Now I have a day to read, hooray for sick-ness!

Sorta....

I'm gone-dhi!

haHA Facebook! In your face!

[and you can't say Facebook doesn't have a face, I mean, honestly, it's name is FACEbook.]

cinnamon buns

Sausage-cooking smell totally defeats the goodness of cinnamon bun smell.

Sigh, what a waste of a good smell.

rectilinear propogation

The Rectilinear Propogation of Light clearly states that light travels in a straight line even though it has the potential to refract and reflect at angles different than that at which it had first commenced.

Yay Physics!

happiness

I'm quite happy right now, despite the fact that I have a paper due tomorrow which I have not started and that I am feeling the start of a cold.

It has something to do with being energized from going outside and being active after sitting all day.
And talking to Brittni.

the snow

Snow is so refreshing. I'm really happy that I went out and frolicked and romped in the snow. I went on the swing, it was wonderful. Then I went down the slide twice and the second time I laid at the bottom, eyes closed, and felt the snow fall on my face.

After completing a snow angle, I deemed myself wet.

nervous

The cat is sitting upon the window sill, tentatively watching the snow fall roughly to the ground. She is nervous. She cranes her neck to look at me, her ear twitches. Looking outside once more, she watches again the snow that batters the earth. Her head moves as she watches, horrified. She no longer sees the bush that should be outside the window, a common sight of hers. Her ear flicks back again and she breathes loudly.

It doesn't seem right to cancel church... It's like... Church? Cancel? WHAT?

It kind of makes me disappointed when church is cancelled.
But it doesn't make me as disappointed as I would be if someone cancelled a party.

It kind of makes me sad that that's true. But not enough.

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my dad is home now.

I've never understood the leaving-milk-out-for-santa-thing. Wouldn't it be warm by the time he got to drink it anyway?

tree therapy

You know what's great? When you come home and you're kind of depressed and then it smells like Christmas tree. And you go upstairs and there it is! Wow, Christmas trees are the greatest kind of therapy ever. So, if you feel depressed, my advice is, go somewhere where there are Christmas trees. It will make you feel better. (but only in the Christmas season...)

frustration

People are horrible. We will do anything to make ourselves appear "better". What is the DEAL?!?!?!

Why do we have to be so horribly evil?

addition

I'm sorry that I hurt you more than I mean to.
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I'm sorry that I mean to hurt you.
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I'm sorry that I don't accept your sorries.
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I'm sorry that I don't accept your forgivness.

rocketship underpants

What's the point of wearing your favourite rocketship underpants if nobody ever asks to see 'em?

It's kind of like:
Are you really a Christian if nobody asks about it? Are you really showing your faith in your actions?

In other words:
What's the point of being a Christian if you're going to hide it like those favourite rocketship underpants?

I like complete sentences, with correct grammar.

brain gauge has moved from "full" to "warning : overflow"

hehe

Pie-in-face!


SPLAT


Yeh, probably the grossest thing ever..especially when it's in your hair...and ear...and nose....and basically all over your head area.

Square dance.

Heck yes.

advertising makes me sick.

it doesn't improve an already bad mood. not a bit.

to those who are friends

I'm sorry that I don't talk to you about what's happening with me.
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I'm sorry that sometimes I forget your birthdays.
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I'm sorry that I don't share.
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I'm sorry that I don't seem to have time to be with you.
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I'm sorry that I laugh at you a lot.
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I'm sorry that I am a bit of a cretin.
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I'm sorry that I brush you off.
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I'm sorry that I take a lot from you, and don't give back.
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I'm sorry that I tease you.
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I'm sorry that I make promises and fail to keep them.
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I'm sorry that I think I can just say sorry and it will fix everything.

God will put you right where He wants you.

women of all ages are enjoying coffee and treats

AAAAAAAAA

It's December! This is ridiculous! Now, I actually have to get work done! I can't say, "Ahaha, it's still November, I got lots of time!" Because it's December. Although, for at least the next week, I'll still be saying that because I'll forget it's December. So, no worries. I still have a week to procrastinate. Cool thing about that word. "Cras" is Latin and it means "tomorrow". And "pro" means forward, right? So, you are moving something forward to tomorrow. Neat, eh? Yeah, I thought so. I love word etymology. And, no, I'm not an English buff. I just like words. It's like a hobby. Maybe I'll do an intensive study of Latin in University. That would be so sweet. Hmmmm, maybe I'll just learn all different languages and then I can wow everyone with my insane language skills. Good plan, eh?

P.S. Dan has completed his Rubix cube several times (several meaning many x lots x tons x a big number - 12). He's probably my hero, because I know I've never finished a Rubix cube.

Disney Day

So, the girls from work and I are having a Disney Day in which we (obviously) are going to watch several Disney movies and it's going to be swell. Yip. That's the plan. Sometime soon. We're not entirely sure. We're horrible planners. But yeah, it's going to be SO much fun because I like those girls a lot. And we're watching Disney movies. Honestly, how much better can it get than that? Hanging out with people you like, watching Disney movies, and eating munchies. Yeh. It's going to be SHWELL!

'Tis nice

I like it that I can see the snow swirling on the road when it's dark because it means that I'm alive.
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I like it that my coat has one special button that is only special if you look real close because it means that I have a special surprise just for me every time I wear it.
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I like it that the weather is getting colder and I can feel it in my fingers and toes, because it means that my blood is pumping.
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I like it that there are people in my life who are not afraid to tell me when I'm wrong and to show me the right way because it means I am loved.
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I like it that I can ask people questions and I receive answers, not derision and scorn, because it means other people have been where I am.
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I like it that my swing is still up, even though it's snowing, because it means I can still use it when I am bundled up in a coat, and scarf, and mitts.
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I like it that God pushes me in big ways and small ways, because it means He is there.
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I like it that I can talk to people and they listen to me because it means that they care.
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I like it that food is good for you, because it tastes so good.
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I like it that tea can really hit the spot when I'm in a foul mood because it means I'm about to feel happier.
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I like it that people can tease me because it means that they know me.

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I like it that playing piano makes me happy, because it makes piano worth playing.

it's right there

Surely God is good to Israel,

to those who are pure in heart.
But as for me, my feet had almost slipped;

I had nearly lost my foothold.
For I envied the arrogant

when I saw the prosperity of the wicked.
They have no struggles;

their bodies are healthy and strong.
They are free from the burdens common to man;

they are not plagued by human ills.
Therefore pride is their necklace;

they clothe themselves with violence.
From their callous hearts comes iniquity;

the evil conceits of their minds know no limits.
They scoff, and speak with malice;

in their arrogance they threaten oppression.
Their mouths lay claim to heaven,

and their tongues take possession of the earth.
Therefore their people turn to them

and drink up waters in abundance.
They say, "How can God know?

Does the Most High have knowledge?"
This is what the wicked are like—

always carefree, they increase in wealth.
Surely in vain have I kept my heart pure;

in vain have I washed my hands in innocence

All day long I have been plagued;

I have been punished every morning.
If I had said, "I will speak thus,"

I would have betrayed your children.
When I tried to understand all this,

it was oppressive to me
till I entered the sanctuary of God;

then I understood their final destiny.
Surely you place them on slippery ground;

you cast them down to ruin.
How suddenly are they destroyed,

completely swept away by terrors!
As a dream when one awakes,

so when you arise, O Lord,

you will despise them as fantasies.
When my heart was grieved

and my spirit embittered,
I was senseless and ignorant;

I was a brute beast before you.
Yet I am always with you;

you hold me by my right hand.
You guide me with your counsel,

and afterward you will take me into glory.
Whom have I in heaven but you?

And earth has nothing I desire besides you.
My flesh and my heart may fail,

but God is the strength of my heart

and my portion forever.
Those who are far from you will perish;

you destroy all who are unfaithful to you.
But as for me, it is good to be near God.

I have made the Sovereign LORD my refuge;

I will tell of all your deeds.

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It's all right here, why can't I believe it?

hard to answer

Is God your refuge?
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Do you lean on Him for all things?
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Do you think God could fail you?
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What does it mean for you to have God as your refuge?
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Do you pray to Him?

rather interesting

time is what keeps things from happening all at once

Ephesians 3:16-19

read it

HOLY LICK BATMAN

You have no idea how happy the snow made me.

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It looks so beautiful and soft. And inviting.

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It just begs you to come outside and lie in it, like a blanket. To bury yourself in it and then, laughing, to pick yourself up and brush yourself off. Then, look down at it, and smile. And then, you'll start to walk towards your house, and you'll look back and you'll see the imprint of your body in the snow. And then, you'll smile again and start running to your house. And you'll take off your coat and boots and mitts and hat and you'll hang them up to dry. You'll get some hot chocolate from your mom, your cold fingers will rub against her warm ones and you'll get a tingle down your spine. Then she'll wrap you in a blanket and you'll place yourself by the fire. But soon, you'll remove the blanket and you'll let the fire warm the back of your sweater. And when the sweater gets really hot, you'll lie on the ground, on your back and feel the heat, and it will hurt, but it will be the nicest hurt in the world.

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that's what I think of when I see the snow

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(and yes, Carol-Lee, I am a cheater)

home visits and cookies

Lots to think about.

Lots of work done.

Lots of work left to do.

i think i need a heart to heart with God. real bad.

Romans 12:9-21

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Love must be sincere. Hate what is evil; cling to what is good. Be devoted to one another in brotherly love. Honor one another above yourselves. Never be lacking in zeal, but keep your spiritual fervor, serving the Lord. Be joyful in hope, patient in affliction, faithful in prayer. Share with God's people who are in need. Practice hospitality.
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Bless those who persecute you; bless and do not curse. Rejoice with those who rejoice; mourn with those who mourn. Live in harmony with one another. Do not be proud, but be willing to associate with people of low position. Do not be conceited.
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Do not repay anyone evil for evil. Be careful to do what is right in the eyes of everybody. If it is possible, as far as it depends on you, live at peace with everyone. Do not take revenge, my friends, but leave room for God's wrath, for it is written: "It is mine to avenge; I will repay,"says the Lord. On the contrary: "If your enemy is hungry, feed him; if he is thirsty, give him something to drink. In doing this, you will heap burning coals on his head."
Do not be overcome by evil, but overcome evil with good.

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This is what some people (especially one) have been trying to explain to me. The fact that we are brothers, the fact that we are told to help one another on our journeys. We are called to support one another, we are called to mourn with those who mourn, rejoice with those who rejoice. We are told to see one another's needs and to do something about them. JESUS CHRIST is our example. HE is our older brother, the one we look up to, the one we all want to be like because HE is so amazing. JESUS CHRIST is our prime example, HE GAVE UP HIS LIFE FOR US. How many of us would give our lives for our irrational younger brothers and sisters, or even the older ones who constantly mock you for going to math club? But this is what HE did. HE GAVE HIS LIFE FOR US. SINNERS! HE sees what we have done, HE knows everything about us. And HE LOVES US. HE knows all of our failures, all of our faults, all of our "deep, dark secrets" (to use a horribly cliched line). HE knows all of that, and yet, HE gave HIS life for us. And we can't even look at the people around us, even the ones we profess to love, and say, "Yes, I love that person and I would do anything for him." We can't say that, because we KNOW it's not true. We KNOW that we would fail.

But,

GOD

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DOES

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NOT

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FAIL

home

Daniel is home.

Thank you, God, for bringing Dan home, for keeping him safe.
Thank you, God, for prayers.

tomorrow

Tomorrow is "the surgery".

We'll see how it goes.

Bible Study

Blessed Be Your Name

In the land that is plentiful

Where Your streams of abundance flow

Blessed be Your name

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Blessed Be Your name

When I'm found in the desert place

Though I walk through the wilderness

Blessed Be Your name

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Every blessing You pour out

I'll turn back to praise

When the darkness closes in, Lord

Still I will say

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Blessed be the name of the Lord

Blessed be Your name

Blessed be the name of the Lord

Blessed be Your glorious name

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Blessed be Your name

When the sun's shining down on me

When the world's all as it should be

Blessed be Your name

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Blessed be Your name

On the road marked with suffering

Though there's pain in the offering

Blessed be Your name

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Every blessing You pour out

I'll turn back to praise

When the darkness closes in, Lord

Still I will say

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Blessed be the name of the Lord

Blessed be Your name

Blessed be the name of the Lord

Blessed be Your glorious name

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Blessed be the name of the Lord

Blessed be Your name

Blessed be the name of the Lord

Blessed be Your glorious name

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You give and take away

You give and take away

My heart will choose to say

Lord, blessed be Your name

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GOD, thank you for Bible study.

101%

If:
A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z

Is represented as:
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26.

If:
*H-A-R-D-W-O- R- K*
8+1+18+4+23+ 15+18+11 = 98%

And:
*K-N-O-W-L-E- D-G-E*
11+14+15+23+ 12+5+4+7+ 5 = 96%

But:
*A-T-T-I-T-U- D-E*
1+20+20+9+20+ 21+4+5 = 100%

THEN, look how far the love of God will take you:
*L-O-V-E-O-F- G-O-D*
12+15+22+5+15+ 6+7+15+4 = 101%

Therefore, one can conclude with mathematical certainty that:
While Hard Work and Knowledge will get you close, and Attitude will get you there, It's the Love of God that will put you over the top!

singing and dancing

Oh wow, happening too fast. I don't really know what to think.

But, when it's finished, I'm pretty sure I'll be happy. And, I'll be singing and dancing.

I have learned

pondering aloud brings about some very interesting converstions.

Jesus Christ fully paid for all my sins

Michael, prince of Israel

Our sermon today, was on Daniel 10, and it's about a Man in white linen who comes to answer Daniel's prayer but is resisted by the prince of Persia for 21 days. Michael, who is the prince of Israel, comes to help the Man in white linen and the Man comes to Daniel to give him a message.
In this text, there is a reference to the "prince of Persia" who is a demon, assigned to the king of Persia to lead him astray. We are given an example of Satan's cunning, his overpowering desire to seize anyone he can. He sends demons to each power and position of authority and tempts them, pollutes them. But, we also see reference to a prince of Israel, Michael, an angel. (Michael is also mentioned in Revelation, he is leading the attacks against the dragon.) Michael was assigned by GOD to Israel and he works to protect Israel from the evil princes.

I think that it's really neat that Satan works in this way, but GOD counters it in much the same way. Satan assigns a demon to each person to act in his stead in leading us astray, but GOD, GOD gives each of us an angel, an angel to help keep us on the right track, and to help us realize when we haven't been on the right track, to help us realize when we've done wrong, ut to help us right it as well.

I think it's neat, we really do have guardian angels.

too many things to do

it's coming

This is my favourite line in all unpublished literature....

Snow! Snow! I love snow! You bet your bow! I love snow!

Can you tell I'm excited for snow?

Winter is the greatest time of year. (in my opinion)

Indeed

Cheese should and must be eaten with crackers in order for it to be enjoyed in its fullest.

I had thought of something profound, but it has recently escaped me.

However, fear not, for I am determined to design another intuitive statement.

river, fountain, ocean

I got peace like a river. I got peace like a river. I got peace like a river in my soul.

I got joy like a fountain. I got joy like a fountain. I got joy like a fountain in my soul.

I got love like an ocean. I got love like an ocean. I got love like an ocean in my soul.

I realized today that a lot of the time, I don't have peace, joy or love in my soul.

And, maybe I should.

I wish I was more of a giver, a giver of the peace, joy and love that should be in my soul.

I think I want to improve on this.

I got peace, joy, love like a river, fountain, ocean. I got peace, joy love, in my soul.

(insert sigh of GREAT happiness)

Oh wow!

Carol-Lee is teaching me piano and I love it!

Especially since she's awesome and I love her SO much.


Seriously.

BIBLE STUDY TOMORROW!

so excited.

ho man.

hardcore.

Wow, been a while

Wow, as I said, it's been a while.

WHOOPS

I kind of forgot about this. The whole blogging mentality. Yep, definitely lost it. Now I gotta re-instate myself in the blogging world. Gotta start blogging again.

This could actually be fun. haha

I wonder

Are we going to be vegetarians again?
Like Adam and Eve were before the flood?
Or are we still going to eat animals and such?
Are animals going to be herbivores are carnivores?





I have too many questions.

me

I have limited options.

Yellow Highlighters

I was going to write a nice big post about nothing...but I think I'll read Calvin and Hobbes instead.

Lasagna

Do we get hungry in heaven?

Do we eat?

I think I'm going to miss lasagna.

Allo (Hello in French)

Hello.

I'm going to go watch a movie.

Probably The Corpse Bride because it's amazing, it has Helena Bonham-Carter in it and Johnny Depp. Well, they do voices at least. PLUS it's Tim Burton, you can't get much better.

By the way, today was the last day of school. : ) So, now there's only exams. : ( Crud. Altyhough, I only have three. : ) But one is Physics. : ( We shall have to see how that goes...oh boy...

Amber, I'm going to miss you!! I won't see you for a long time after next Wednesday! Eep.

But now, my avid readers, I must bid thee farewell!

I am going to see fireworks tonight!!!

And I biked to work.

And I'm doing a crossword.

MAN! I am having a wonderful day!

Have a good night, everyone!

going spelunking, ya wanna?

I want to go spelunking. Just so I can tell people I went spelunking. Because it's fun to say spelunking. Spelunking is pretty much my greatest aspiration. If I ever went spelunking, I would be so happy. One day, I will have to go spelunking. Does anyone want to accompany me to go spelunking? I would be ever so overjoyed if someone would come spelunking with me. I've said 'spelunking' in every sentence in this post.

Bonjour tout le monde!

That was a rather presumptuous statement.

I think I like to sit at home and do nothing. Have you ever trie lying on the floor in your house and listening to the sounds around you. Like stop to do it right now (you can do it while sitting too). It's very interesting. I can hear my mother watching some crazy-wierd video. My brother was walking down the stairs with CO2 bottles for paintballing tomorrow, but is now sitting at the computer clicking the mouse like crazy. Something exciting is happening in the movie, the music is going nuts. My little brother is currently mowing the lawn. There is a door open upstairs and the wind keeps making it slam open and shut. Someone screamed on the movie. My brother just dialled the phone. Someone locked the bathrom door and turned on the tap. A pen just roled to the floor, my brother just walked down the stairs and is now putting on his shoes I believe. Door slams.

These are the sounds I have heard in my house. It's rather odd to just listen to what happens instead of watch.

So, I was at March for Life the past two days and it was so amazing. It was so much fun and it was very interesting. It was amazing to see so many people come out and join in on this event. If you didn't go this year, definitely go next year, it is totally worth it!

leaving

I think I need to go away for a while. Just a couple weeks to just go and do something other than school for a bit.

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from Deziree

Amber

Amber, I miss you.

I'm getting slow at this blogging thing. Blah.

Study weekend was a lot of fun. I enjoyed myself immensely.

I love you, Amber.

And I love Maria.

And I love a lot of people. Most of them not near so much as I realize or not near so much as I should. Or maybeI don't love them but say I do? I hope not. But maybe it's true and I am just being a fake. That's scary. Maybe I don't appreciate you so much as you deserve. Or maybe I can't show it to you? Maybe I am nervous or embarassed. Maybe I am a lot of things I don't think I am and don't want to see it.

I miss my bunny (Cuppy to Jo-anne) I think I might go lie down on my bed with him.

Ever get that feeling down in the bottom of your throat that makes you want to cry? And whenever you breathe you can feel that spot heaving and swelling and it is bursting to open up. That's what I have right now.

I need to sneeze.

I am nervous.

blonde

PURPLE

I really like my purple hair. It's kind of pink though. I'll post a picture sometime : )

So anyways

So, it's been a little while since I've been on here. Heh...whoops. Anyways, it's March Break now and I am working (woot). It's actually a lot of fun because I work with some pretty awesome people : D. So, yeah. I am supposed to be doing Biology right now or maybe writing my story for WC or maybe practising my orchestra stuff. But, nooooo...instead I am writing this rather pointless post here. Yip. I'm tired and I want juice. Just thought I'd let you know. I can't eat right now because my nose is stuffed up so I can't breathe and I sound like a horse that is dying of thirst. It's not very pretty. On Saturday though, a bunch of girls are all going to Lodders' place and we're having a hair dying/cutting party and it's going to be a lot of fun. I can't wait. I hope y'all can make it! Anyways, if you're coming, see you then. If not, then I'll see you some other time...eventually.

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I've decided I want to go to Scotland. So, if I suddenly take off, that's were I am.

I think

I think everyone should be asked at least once a day "How was your day?" and be allowed to talk and talk until they've gotten everything they needed to off their mind.

So, how was your day?

The Death She Lived

This is a story I wrote last year, it's kind of sad in some parts, but I thought it was kind of cool, I'd like to hear what you think.

…This is something I have to figure out on my own. I’ve got to decide to trust in all that God says or to remain in my doubts and leave the Lord and the church. It is a choice I have to make and no one can make it for me. I will need the support of my family and friends, especially you, my best friend. I will not ask you for advice, all that which I ask is that you allow me to finalize my belief or unbelief on my own and allow me the time to figure it out. It is a battle within me. My heart and soul long for something to believe in but my mind always has questions and doubts. It is the devil poisoning my thoughts. I pray that God may mend my heart and soul and so forgive my unbelief. I plead also that He may banish the devil from me, that I may once again trust in Him as I used to.
I am very unsure of myself at this time, and so do not fully trust in the Lord. I would like to be able to trust Him as I once did and once again be sure of my salvation. I know that He says many times that He loves me, but I do not know if He is there, if He even exists. How can He love me so if He is not there? I just want people to love me, really love me and not just say it, to actually mean it.
I always know what to say to other people when they are troubled but I can never trust in what I tell other people myself. If someone wants to be comforted I can comfort them. I always find something wrong with what I tell them, something they overlooked or maybe didn’t even care about. But it is those little things that bother me. The small doubts that ceaselessly grow larger and larger until they consume your whole being, your heart, mind and soul. Those uncertainties are the ones that are confusing me and are pulling me away. I want to trust in something but my mind can’t agree with my heart.
When I am with you and our other friends, I act like someone who I have always wanted to be. I am not that person, I act like the true person I am when I am with you only, but no one else knows me truly. But that person is not who I want to be. I want to be happy, joyful, energetic, the person I seem to be when I am with most of our friends. But I am rapidly becoming someone I wish I was never introduced to…
I stopped reading suddenly. It was hard for me to reread the notes my best friend, Sara, had written to me. I often hadn’t known what to think of her. I really do love her still, though she is gone. I often tried to tell her that, but I don’t think she took me seriously. She always used to tell me that I was firm in my faith. I hadn’t exactly been firm, but I had not suffered as she had. I had not been tormented as she had been. She always told me that she felt like a great disappointment. I never knew what to say to her when she spoke about this. She would speak like someone whom no one loved and she seemed so dejected that all I could think to do was give her a hug. Maybe if I had done more none of this would have happened.
As I thought back to the accident, vivid images came to my mind. I saw Sara beside me, trying to keep the car under control. I could see…

A raging blizzard was swirling around us; we attempted to endure it. We were talking about our faith. I felt the car slide and I prayed quietly to the Lord to spare us. But then, I sensed the car sliding far to the right and I felt it jerk harshly forwards. We were smashed from behind into a barrier on the highway. I felt my left leg crack. The air bag blasted me full in the face as I fought for consciousness. The pain was too great, my head was pulsing. I lost everything…
I was awake; I tried to see. Everything was blurry, my memory was in confusion. I tried to remember. It was like someone had erased my mind. I thought hard. Slowly, my memory returned. I tried to sit up but the pain was immense and I shut my eyes. I opened them and realized I was in hospital. This awareness brought back the scenes. They came suddenly and I was overwhelmed. I saw myself praying and Sara’s shocked surprise as the car slipped out of her careful control. It was too much and I broke down in tears. Someone touched me. Someone I hadn’t noticed before. I wanted darkness to come again. The person spoke to me.
“Are you all right?” she asked. I knew it was my mom.
I could not answer and sobbed in reply. She seemed to understand and sat down beside me. She touched my arm gently. I barely noticed her touch.
“I can’t move my leg.” I said, restrained. I glanced at my mother and saw tears running down her face.
“What’s wrong with me?” I demanded.
“Your leg is broken, you will need crutches for a while but you should make a full recovery. Your head was beaten pretty badly, but those wounds are supposed to heal fully. You were lucky.”
I sat there for a minute, thanking the Lord that nothing more serious had happened. But then I remembered…
“Sara! Where is she?”
“She is still unconscious. She was in the worst position. The doctors say that…”
“What? What do they say?” I asked, terrified.
“The doctors say that she has not long to live. She has very serious internal injuries. They do not know if she will wake, and if she does it will be only for a moment…”
“Why did this happen? Oh, Lord, will I be able to teach her your truths before she leaves me? Will I be able to tell her of her magnificent worth to You, and also to me?” I said quietly to myself. Louder, I said, “Mom, could I please be moved next to her bed? I want to be with her when she wakes.”
“But…” she hesitated, “all right. But don’t be startled by her appearance. She has many bruises on her face and neck.”
Immediately I was moved to Sara’s bedside. I could not sleep or eat. I thought only of Sara waking up. I thought she moved a few times but it turned out to be my imagination, but I kept waiting. All I thought about was explaining to her how much God loved her and how I loved her too. How both God and I truly meant it. How I appreciated that she acted like herself when she was with me. How much she meant to me. As I watched her still form, grief overtook me and silent tears tumbled out of my eyes. I shook with noiseless sobs. Out of watery eyes I saw movement from Sara’s bed.
“Sara, I love you so much.” I whispered.
Sara’s head turned toward me, and I saw her beautiful green eyes. How I had longed to see those green eyes!
“Sara, it is not only I that loves you, but God also loves you more than you could ever imagine! He was watching over us, and it was Him who made you wake up now, that I would have a chance to talk to you one last time. You may die, but I am joyful, for you are now able to go to see the one and only Christ! Therefore, I can weep no longer! I have been granted a moment with you, before you leave me and that is all I could ask for. Let go of your doubts, for today you will be with your Saviour in paradise.”
“Thank you,” she whispered. “You were the best person I ever knew, you know all my secrets, and I know that you will guard them vigilantly. Please, say good-bye to my mother and father for me. I owe them so much. They started in me the spark that was my faith, and through you the Lord has allowed it to grow. I did not realize until now how important it was to me, and I pray that it is not too late.”
“It is never too late to love the Lord.” I answered.
“Thank you so much.”

And she had left me. Her green eyes open, her blonde hair falling gracefully in front of her face, a smile dancing in her eyes.

Blue Post'It Notes

Apparently chocolate gives off endorphins which gives one the feeling of being in love (I learned that from Charlie and the Chocolate Factory). Therefore, if one wishes to love everybody more, they should eat more chocolate! Problem solved.

Big yummy chocolate bars. Yep.

It was wierd.

Dan and I were driving home form orchestra and he was like, "I want chocolate." And I was like , "I was just going to say that."

It was wierd.

Lord, prepare me

Lord, prepare me
To be a sanctuary
Pure and holy,
Tried and true
With thanksgiving,
I'll be a living
Sanctuary
For You

It is you, Lord
Who came to save, Lord
Th' heart and soul of
Every man
It is you Lord
Who knows my weakness
Gives me strength with
Thine own hand.

Lead me on Lord
From temptation
Purify me
From within
Fill my heart with
Your holy spirit
Take away all
Of my sin.

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Oh, I've got a new umbrella
And it's me pride and joy
I'm a lucky fellah
Oh I'm a lucky boy

Hoest

So, on New Years' weekend, I was at camp with a whole bunch of pleasant people. Among which was one of my best fake-cousins, Kara VanGrootheest, gotta be one of the funniest girls I know! And there was also Maria Geertsema, from school! Let's just say that together we can be quite odd. heh. So, we had tonnes of fun and yeah, ate lots of food, the pig in me came out : ). So, we stayed up super late on Friday, because //ahem\\ Kara wouldn't stop talking! And then on Saturday, Kara's cousin Jolene came, also an incredible person, and that night, Kara and Jolene wouldn't let us fall asleep. They were talking, and they made us tell stories about princesses and handsome princes. It was.........interesting. But, all in all, a good timem was had by all. Lots of singing and grand people. Good food and games of Dutch BLitz, euchre, the hand game, and the chicken game. Yep. I'd like to do it again!