15 year old girl leaves anti-gun politicians speechless (video)



That was the  title of my very first post….

One year ago today!

Yes,it’s my blog’s birthday.

It’s been a good year


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birthday eve

Mmmm…tomorrow’s my birthday. 19 smells kinda like that squash cake I’m cooking.I wanted to try something new. It smells like maple and it has walnuts in it. I bet it’ll be moist. I’m gonna let my kid decorate it when she’s here tomorrow. (Since I did her’s she wants to return the favor.) I say cool,I like to just eat them once in a while.

I have a promise of biscuits and gravy for breakfast.

 I have a package here from somebody.

And! My uncle is probably going to call me! Along with my aunts and a couple of cousins,and maybe a grandma or two…and they’re probably gonna sing to me…oh joy!

If being 19 involves adventure;I’m ready!

Give thanksing


As it’s been getting closer to Thanksgiving,I’ve been thinking more and more about the last year. I think I ate Thanksgiving dinner with my left hand. That was just after my little plate collision with my right elbow.

 I was about to turn 18. 

Earlier in that month of Nov. I had become a rebelutionary,after reading the book by Alex and Brett Harris. I wanted to do hard things. I just wasn’t sure how. How do you search for hard things to do?

 Little did I know then that I didn’t have to look but identify the situation. I got many chances to do hard things.

I got to suffer a little pain,colds,the flu and bloody noses,until just breathing was hard.

I got to stand up for what I believe in. Stand up for truth. Even one of those harder things;myself. 

I got to gain and lose all friends,as some came from far away and then all moved far away. I was given opportunities for some wonderful good times,and to lay them down when they were done. 

I learned that trusting gets you hurt,but to trust anyways;especially a God who loves me.

 I had many simple moments in thanks of Him; like water droplets on the grass,like the sound of rain falling,like bright warm sunshine,and the stars at 5:30.

 Chances to sing and teach Sunday School. Wonderful times with my pastor’s family.

 Having my charge run and hug me when I pick her up from Head Start.

I really can’t complain when I get sugar in my water instead of salt. Having a matched pair of escorts is pretty handy. Even getting patted on the head. Overwhelming opinions and protection.

Good food and a warm house.

The unexpected circumstances that turn into grand adventures.

 All in all it’s been an exciting year.

          It’s life and I’m thankful for a chance to live it.

                                                                                                                            for His return

Strong message for graduates ~

Learn to forget. 

Determind to remember. 

Commit to His love.

Listen to this meaningful message by Ravi Zacharias




Halts by me that footfall;
  Is my gloom, after all,
Shade of His hand, outstreched caressingly?
  “Ah, fondest, blindest, weakest,
  I am He Whom thou seekest!
Thou dravest love from thee, who dravest Me.”

Francis Thompson