Takin' a Break

Thursday, May 26, 2011

Hi fellow bloggers! It's Memorial Day weekend, and that means I'm going to be taking a blog-break for the weekend. I think that it will be nice to just relax--not that blogging isn't relaxing! I'm just going to be lazy this weekend. Spend time with family, eat some good food... that will be really nice : )

So until I post again, I hope you have a wonderful weekend and a great week!




This World Is Not My Home--I'm just Passing Through!

Thursday, May 19, 2011

According to a few people, the world should be ending on Saturday. I don't believe them, personally. The Bible says that no one knows when Jesus will come back. But this whole "end of the world" thing got me to thinking. Am I ready?

I am ready. I know that when Jesus comes back, I will go to Heaven; I won't be left behind. There was a time in my life when I realized that I was a sinner, and that there was absolutely no way that I could get to Heaven on my own. So, I asked Jesus to save me. I believe that He died on the cross for my sins, and rose again. I believe that Christ is coming back again. I know that I am ready. 




This world is not my home I'm just passing through
my treasures are laid up somewhere beyond the blue
the angels beckon me from Heaven's open door
and I can't feel at home in this world anymore
O Lord you know I have no friend like you
if Heaven's not my home then Lord what will I do?
the angels beckon me from Heaven's open door
and I can't feel at home in this world anymore
They're all expecting me and that's one thing I know
my savior pardoned me and now I onward go
I know He'll take me through though I am weak and poor
and I can't feel at home in this world anymore
O Lord you know I have no friend like you
if Heaven's not my home then Lord what will I do?
the angels beckon me from Heaven's open door
and I can't feel at home in this world anymore
Just up in Glory Land we'll live eternally
the Saints on every hand are shouting victory
their song of sweetest praise drifts back from Heaven's shore
and I can't feel at home in this world anymore
O Lord you know I have no friend like you
if Heaven's not my home then Lord what will I do?
the angels beckon me from Heaven's open door
and I can't feel at home in this world anymore.
The girls were singing that on our way home from our last youth activity. I was never really crazy about that song, but I am now. I totally understand it. But can you sing that song honestly? Is Heaven going to be your eternal home? If the world does end on Saturday, I'm going to Heaven, my real home.Where are you going? If you're going to Heaven, where are your family and friends going? Even if you think they're saved, ask them--I'm sure that they will be thrilled to know that you care about them. What happens when we're dead isn't so personal that we shouldn't talk to people about it. Christians are called to spread the Word.

So pretend that the world is going to end on Saturday--or tomorrow; the world could end tonight, even. Are you ready? Text me, call me, e-mail me--just get in contact--and tell me what you think. If you don't think you're saved, or don't know, don't let another minute pass by. Get a new home--one that will last forever and has roads paved with gold. God has gone to prepare a place for me--
                                                                 what about you?

God Bless!

Tag : ) (I really do have an obession)

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Who is your favorite artist?
Um, painting artist? I have no idea.

Who is your favorite classical composer?
Beethoven or Liszt--I really like Liszt.
Who is your favorite singer?
I really like group Ashlyn Sound [  : )  ] But my all time favorite singers are Bing Crosby and Josh Groban : )

Do you like to write?
Is this even a question? YES!!!

What genre?
Historical fiction, plain fiction, I like Agatha Christie mysteries. Narnia is pretty cool. And Star Wars (as far as movies go).

What is your favorite picture book?
Cupid and Psyche. The pictures are absolutely beautiful. I forget it's a book and not an art museum.

Favorite book?This is really hard. But I know what it is: Emily's Quest by L.M. Montgomery. Emily Climbs is very close to being my fav--in fact, the two are tied : ) I also really like the last six Betsy-Tacy books. Actually, if I listed all my favorite books, I'd be here all day.

Favorite painting?
I'm trying to think. I'll get back to you.

Do you compose music?
Yes!

Do you write songs?
Yes!!!

Do you like poetry?
Yes. Some of it is kind of hard to swallow, but I like most poetry.

Do you write poetry?
I tried. It was really corny. But I write songs, and they are just poetry put to music. In fact, half of my songs don't have music, so I guess they are just poems. So, yes, I guess I write poetry.
Favorite poet?
Oh my! I can't choose! I like William Shakespeare, John Donne, and Edgar Allan Poe, to name a few.
And now, for the tagging.
Anyone over sixteen
Anyone who loves Jane Austen movies
Anyone who is a fan of Mr. Darcy (I've been reading Pride and Prejudice)
If you do any of those things, I want to see this tag on you blog!! : )

Random Musings...

Sunday, May 15, 2011

Yesterday, I had an awesome day with my youth group. Our activity was Mystery Destination, where we (nine of the teens in the youth group) got into a van with our youth pastor, his son, and two chaperones--and we didn't know where we were going (hence the name). Our main destination turned out to be a train museum/yard. Some highlights were trying to beat the other teens into an elevator--and the guys pressing ten different buttons at once--and a train ride. Plus, we would wait around corners to jump out and scare each other. Then, it was back to the van for the ride home (with ice-cream!). All four girls sang all sorts of songs (including The Chicken Song) on the way back. It was pretty fun : )

I keep seeing things from my past. I remember these things so vividly. Things from my childhood. I know, I'm *fifteen* but I find that I've been reminiscing. Why can't things be the same as they used to be? People grow up, move away...and all that's left are ghosts. Like in Toy Story 3, I picture my old toys as sitting on a shelf or toy box, wondering when I'm going to come and play with them. So many times I feel like things are stuck in fast forward. Then I come to my favorite verse,

Go to now, ye that say, today or tomorrow we will go into such a city and buy and sell and get gain and continue there a year. Whereas ye know not what shall be on the morrow. For what is your life? It is as a vapor, which appeareth for a little time and then vanisheth away.

                                                                                                        ~ James 4:13-14

When I was twelve, I kept wishing that life would hurry up and get a move on. Now--only three years later--life is going too fast. True, anyone who knows me that I am all too eager to drive and get a car : ) But I wish life would slow down. I can't believe that I am actually going to be sixteen next year. And even harder to believe is the fact that I'm going to be graduating in about four years; it sends shivers down my spine.

There are so many things that I wish I could relive. Games we played...We were so crazy and insane. But that was the best part. If we wouldn't of been crazy kids, we probably wouldn't of had so much fun. We did have a ton of fun, though, and I wouldn't trade those days for a pot of gold. Because they were awesome.


Make a wish,
Count to three,
Relive all those precious memories.

In Christ Alone

Friday, May 13, 2011



(v.1)
In Christ alone, my hope is found,
He is my Light, my Strength, my Song.
This Cornerstone, this Solid Ground,
Firm through the fiercest drought and storm.
What heights of love, what depths of peace,
When fears are stilled, when strivings cease!
My comforter, my All in All,
Here in the power of Christ I stand.


(v.3)
There in the ground, His body lay,
Light of the world by darkness slain.
Then bursting forth, one glorious day,
Up from the grave He rose again.
And as He stands in victory,
Sin's curse has lost it's grip on me.
For I am His and He is mine
Here in the death of Christ I live.

(v.4)
No guilt in life, no fear in death,
This is the power of Christ in me.
From life's first cry to final breath,
Jesus commands my destiny.
No power of hell, no scheme of man
Can ever pluck me from His hands.
Till He returns, or calls me home,
Here in the love of Christ I'll stand.
No power of hell, no scheme of man
Can ever pluck me from His hands.
Till He returns, or calls me home,
Here in the love of Christ I'll stand.
                                                                               ~by Keith Getty and Stuart Townend



The Bestest Momma Ever

Sunday, May 8, 2011

Happy Mother's Day, Momma!







                                                            You turned this little girl








                                                                          Into me.







And it wasn't easy.









But...
I must say, I think all of your kids turned out just fine.





I love you!
 


My Family...

Friday, May 6, 2011

My family is awesome. Not just my mom, dad and siblings...my grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins--and first cousin once removed!!! Aren't we cool (quite a few people are missing)?



When I was little, I loved my family. Now, I am starting to fully appreciate them--and the word love just doesn't cover what I feel about The Clan (my family). I'm so excited about another year with them, and I'm especially ready for June, when we are all going to an amusement park together. That usually brings a lot of laughs. So, to any of The Clan, out there...I love ya!




~Covers~

Thursday, May 5, 2011

Well, I did something that I've always felt strongly against. I made a outline of Rebel Yell (which may be getting  a new title). I pretty much knew where the book was going to go--is going to go, I should say--but I still wanted to have everything mapped out. It made me feel in control--as an older child, I guess I like that ; )


Anyway, the outline has really helped me. I feel like I'm getting to know the characters better, and the story just keeps rolling right along. Today I'm going to write about a really important part in the book. After that it's all uphill--the climax will soon be following. Then, I have to solve everybody's problem, end the Civil War, and then...I'll be done! If only it took as short a time it did to finish the book as to tell you....




Above is an idea for the cover of my book. I was messing around like I normally do, and...well, this was the result. But some other ideas turned out like this:






I like how forbidding this one is, kind of like a warning. I especially like the effect it gives my other possible title.












Of course, the gravestones from the Gettysburg cemetery are out of place--especially since the cemetery wasn't there during my book.  But it's just an idea (by the way, I didn't take these pictures, so I can't take the credit. haha). Let me know which one you like best!

 I already have a pretty good idea of how the Southerners felt during the Civil War; I feel the same way about my state whenever I look out my window towards the mountain, or our "lake". I suppose that's why my book is the way it is--it goes really deep into the south and southern ways.

That's all I have time for now.  But I hope you all have a wonderful day!

Title's Make or Break (A Book)

Wednesday, May 4, 2011

So, I've been thinking of my title. You know, Rebel Yell, my historical fiction novel. Should I change the name? Does "Rebel Yell" fit...well, Rebel Yell?

The other name I'm looking at is Southern Thunder. Both of those titles seem to fit the story right now (I can't tell you why, it would ruin the story). Then I thought, "Do people nowadays even read historical fiction?" But, I dismissed it from my mind because it doesn't matter.

If you could please tell me which title you like better, I would appreciate it a lot. And if you don't like either of them, let me know that, too. Feedback is always welcome! = )

I just got to chapter three of my book. It kind of makes me nervous because I don't think I've ever gotten that far before. Three chapters isn't really that much, I know, and the fact that I'm nervously excited is rather sad; but still, I am, and it's a milestone for me and my writing. The characters are so dear to me and when I write, I feel as if I'm reading my story for the first time. It's awesome : )

So, that is how I plan on spending my night--writing. Unless of course, someone runs to the store to buy some baking supplies--then I'll make cookies; I love to bake. But enough of that; it's off to writing--and eventually, Hogan's Heroes!

The Future (Enter Darth Vader)

Monday, May 2, 2011

Future. That's a word that scares me. It seems that I spend a lot of time brooding over what the future will be like. I guess that's good. I like to be prepared, so I start thinking about college now; I pretty much know the color scheme of my house when I'm older--what kitchen appliances I want. But just once--at least for one day--I want to stop worrying about ten years from now.

Maybe that's foolish. Is it? Please tell me. I'm just tired of living in the future all the time. I think the Bible says something about the foolish man living in the moment and the wise man thinking ahead. But I'm more than thinking over it.

I know that every step I take shapes my future. I suppose that's why I'm so...curious...about the future. Have you ever done something you didn't like--something you really disliked--just because of the future? I'm not talking about saying "no" to drugs; I'm talking about something that is harmless, but it will help you (I can already hear people saying, "school"). What I'm talking about is getting up in front of about a thousand people doing something that you don't enjoy and you have a history of getting sick when you're up in front of people. But, you really want a scholarship or to get discovered. Yep, that's what I'm talking about. Ever done that? I'm facing that decision now.

Some people I know would really like me to do something; and I know that doing it would be good for me. I might even enjoy. In fact, parts of it, I bet I would enjoy. But this "thing" requires a lot of commitment; on the other hand, making the commitments would make me a better person. And this would all look good on a college transcript. So, as you can see, I'm kind of stuck. Part of me has absolutely no desire to do this. The other half does want to. Part of me says, "do it for your future." Another part says, "don't do it." I'm so confused.

Tonight, my brother has a baseball game, though, and I can think it over then. Maybe even talk to one of my friends. That usually clears my head. But still. Thoughts are appreciated!