Into the Future (36)

I imagine that in five years, I’ll be graduated from college. Maybe I’ll be a nurse, or a physical therapist; maybe I’ll be a dental hygienist. I’ll most likely be single, but who knows I might be just getting married, or already married. If I’m married I’ll be living with my husband. If I’m single I’ll be living with a roommate, maybe my cousin or one of my friends. I’ll be living wherever my job is, and I’ll have accomplished something for God.

Last moments (35)

Weimar chums it’s been an awesome two years. I’ll never forget the morning worships of hymn singing. I’ll miss all the bus rides and all the funny, cute people. I’ll miss you guys a lot. Stay close to Jesus, and remember the mission trips and week of prayers. Remember the commitments that you made here at Weimar and stay faithful. I want to see all of you in Heaven.

Gambler Folly (34)

Arelia Tavera’s doleful fate is due to her on reckless habits. People who get drunk and then drive and cause accidents can’t blame the liquor stores for selling them beer. They bought it perfectly sane and made the choice to drive while under the influence.
I don’t think Arelia has a real basis for her lawsuit, at least one that makes since. She’s making the excuse that it was the Casinos fault for not stopping her from gambling. Her personal responsibility doesn’t end because no matter what she does she’s an adult and is responsible for her actions! Ms. Taveras needs to learn how to take responsibility for her actions. When she learns how to do that then she will not be able to blame others for petty things that are really her own problem.

Mission Trip (33)

Mission trip was an unforgettable experience, a very big faith builder. There are to many stories to share here so I’m going to share just one. It was my day to preach and we were going to be gone on an outing to the open market. So I did as much as I could for my sermon. I edited it on paper the day before and as soon as we got in the car after Andrew’s sermon I started working on it on the computer. I still didn’t have the appeal quite done when we got back to the hotel after the outing. However we got back so late that I only had enough time to shower, get ready and get in the car. I worked on the rest of my appeal in the car. Before the sermon Andrew, Mrs. Jaeger, and I went outside and prayed. I asked God to use me and to take my mouth and make it work. I was scared, this was our first decision card night, and I didn’t know how they were going to respond. I started in on the appeal, I don’t quite remember what was said, but God worked! I had not time to practice the sermon and God just took what I had been able to do. Eight people came up to the front and gave their lives to Jesus for the first time! It was an amazing feeling to have been used by God. I can only describe it as a God thing, because I had nothing to do with it.

My lovely Annabelle(32)

My lovely Annabelle I’m so sorry that I wasn’t there during your last moments. I didn’t get to caress your keyboard or hold your mouse, and to thank you for all you have taught me about yourself. I wish we could have had more time to get to know each other. Even though it’s not been to long I want to thank you for all you’ve done for me. You never complained once when I needed to state up late and finish a assignment, or when I just wanted to chat with friends on the internet you never told me to just let you sleep but kept up your cheerful working spirit! Thank you for being

Funny Generation (31)

I believe my generation will be known as the do whatever you want generation, the generation of homosexuals and what have you. Maybe we’ll even be known as the generation who had the first female President, or maybe even the first black President.
It will be known as a time of moral decline. I hope though that it will also be known as the time of preparation, preparation for the Coming of Jesus!

The Best of the Worst (30)

The year 1999 stand out as one of the best years and one of the worst years of my life. The year started out wonderful. I was the beloved little sister of two big brothers. I had just started school! I was a big girl even though I was only nine years old. My family was healthy and happy, healthy until March. That’s when we got the news my Mom was sick. She had live cancer. No worries though, my Mom was strong, and she could do anything, including grow wings a fly, or so I thought. In April I had a birthday party, and my Mom baked me an apple pie, my absolute favorite. Did I say a birthday party? I mean I had about five of them. All of our church members were throwing me parties, it was amazing! Several days later my Mom went to sleep while my brother Jered sang to her. She never woke up. Kody and I were at school and we were brought home soon. I couldn’t figure out why we were going home so early, and nobody would tell me why. The thought never crossed my mind that my Mommy wouldn’t be there to welcome me home. Several Aunts greeted me on the doorstep and then reality hit… Several months later my Dad started communicating with some ladies. We spent our first Thanksgiving without my Mommy at my grandparent’s house. Dad spent most of the time on the phone, while I spent most of the time with my cousin in our playhouse making delicious dishes out of marbles and plastic toys. Sometime around there Connie came into our lives, she came up to visit us for the first time. I thought it was quite odd that she was there, but the food improved dramatically so I didn’t think much of it. My first Christmas without my Mom we spent at Connie’s mom’s house. She was very sweet and decided that she was okay. That Sabbath afternoon we went for a family walk. My Dad told my brothers that he and Connie were engaged. Somehow I totally missed that one and was informed while listening in (as usual) to my brother’s conversation. I didn’t know what to think, and I was definitely not ready for more changes the next year would bring. Connie didn’t turn out to be the typical fairytale stepmother, and I thank the Lord for sending her into my life. I would have grown up a little barbarian if she hadn’t of come when