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Rekindle the Fire

2005-03-31T15:54:00.000-07:00

Sometimes I get myself in little predictiments when I know that it is to no benift to myself in the long run. I know that in fact, it will damage my relationship with God. This is what makes me sad.

Im not going to post about this particular problem. But I will post what I learned from it.

Patience. Trust. Faith. Humbleness. Dedication. Love. Hope.

God showed me patience throughout my issue. God amazes me so often. He is willing to stay and love me and help me though instead of giving up on me.

God does not lose hope in me. That makes me feel really special. Its the same with you. Whatever you are going through, God is right there wanting to be your everything. He is waiting to just ambush you with His love. That is, if you havent accepted Him into your heart. If you have already accepted Him, His love is like a neverceacing flow of pure water.

I was watching this video in Sunday School last Sunday. It was Brennen Manning giving a speech on God's love. I want to watch it again. I forgot alot of it. But I remember the passion he had for what he was talking about. Before we watched the video, Kevin, the guy giving the weekly lesson, asked us about being clueless. Have you ever felt clueless in any situation? Has it helped or hurt you? Can anything good come out of being clueless?

We then watched the video and he asked us to write down on a peice of paper what the big realities of life are and how you live in light of these realities. I didnt write down much because i was trying to pay attention to what Mr. Manning was saying.

The biggest reality is this: God's love for you is so great that he wanted to do something for you that would surpass anything any hero could even compare to doing. He wanted to be with you more then anything else. He lived a perfect life, died on a cross, so that you would have the opportunity to be with Him.

See, Jesus is God. People always say "How can such a loving God be so mercyless and condem so many people go to go hell just because they didnt believe in him". Well. The answer is all in the Bible. You just have to read it.

God is a just and holy God. And because of his nature, he cannot have anything to do with sin. We, as sinners, deserve death. Not just physical death, but spiritual. God didnt want his creation to automatically be doomed to hell without first a chance to be with him. So he incarnated as Jesus (God incarnate...meaning, God in the flesh). Jesus was fully God, and fully human. God had to become a human because being just a God wouldnt allow him to take our sins. If he were just fully human and not God, then he wouldnt be worthy enough to save all of us. So therefore, he was both fully God and fully human. ALSO, he lived a perfect sinless life. He went through so much just so that we could have that chance, yet so many people just blow it off.

God is eternal. He thinks big. He sees the big story...to go way back to the beginning of this....He saw my problem in full, i only saw peices of it. I saw what I could understand. He saw the ending of it. He led me through it safetly and I love him all the more now that I am out of it. During it, I saw my mistake and asked God to help me out and to just let it end in such a way as to not leave scars, or to cause me to be angry with God. He was faithful to me, when I wasnt faithful to him. Man...the awesome love that God shows me is just...mind blowing. He loves me. He helped me. And because I had the desire to please him and get out of what was taking my mind off of him, I am better.

Through this, God has also taught me dedication. With whatever problem that you might have, pursue after God just that much more. Let your anger and frustration drive your passion. When you are at a low, just look up to God and he will help you up. Don't keep trying to write your own life story, let God do that, I'm most positive he would be more successful at it since he knows you better then you know yourself.

He has taught me humbleness. A friend told me something that I think will always stick with me. Man he is such an awesome guy with a huge heart for God. It's awesome. Anyways, he told me that he does not see me as a christian helping the lost find Christ. He told me that he sees me as a beggar showing another beggar where i found bread.

This sorta hit me hard. It, i think, was God speaking through him, because it sorta sums up my passion. In a way. What i see that meaning is that I help other christians grow in Christ. Yes, I think it is important to help the lost, but oh how much more successful we would be if we had more on fire disciples of Christ to help. So many christians are lukewarm. God says in Revelation chapter 3 that he spits those type of people out of his mouth. I want to help rekindle their passion and get all the way on the hot side for Christ rather then the lukewarm or cold! (Ive just had an awesome thought...ooo baby...ill have to post it at the end of this).

I just need to have more faith and trust. Serioulsy, God knows what he is doing when he is doing it and he can make your life so awesome if you just let him. Love and faith. :)

I know that God is faithful and that brings me hope. I know that he will be good to me no matter what and that even though he allows certain things to happen in my life, it is to make me more like the person he wants me to be.

Anywho, my brain power is dying really fast...

Im thinking about starting something, so if you could just pray for me. It would be a ministry of sorts. Something to help christians rekindle their fires...anywho!...im off! swing on and be merry and dont do anything I wouldnt do.

The Krazy Kristy Kritter

Do Not Go Gentle into That Good Night

2005-03-21T23:02:00.000-07:00

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

God men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

poem by Dylan Thomas

A new beginning

2005-03-10T23:07:00.000-07:00

Tonight at the chicago missions trip meeting i was feeling down. Some of my awesome friends noticed this and i was forced against my will to talk to them (no not really) i shared what was going on in my life and my friends gave me awesome words of encouargement.

One of my friends said that she keeps a journal and that it is just a one on one thing with her and God and that it helps her so much in her relationship with God. Its a very personal thing that no one but her and God know. She suggested that I start writing in one. I will take her up on her advice.

She also said that people on blogger can share too much of their heart too easily. I agree. I do that. And when she comes onto this site and she looks through some stuff, she will see exactly that. Therefore, i am now telling you all that those deep posts concerning my spiritual struggles are not going to be posted on here anymore. Not before I have first talked to God about them and prayed about them and maybe they are some things that I feel God is leading me to share with others. Such as my last post. Those type of posts will come still I believe. I dont think that new found inspirations and stuff like that should be kept hidden in a box when someone could benefit from it and be inspired. But when I talk about my fears, or my desires in a furture husband. I wont write it here. I will leave what I have, because I know that my ideas will mature and that I will change.

Thanks girlfriend, you mean so much to me. All three of you who helped me tonight. I love you guys so much and I really really value what you have to say above all else (except GOD OF COURSE, but i do believe that God spoke through you girls tonight, and thank you) Welp, im off to la la land now. Swing on and be merry

ThE kRaZy KrIsTy KrItTeR

Your Lampstand

2005-03-09T21:03:00.000-07:00

Tonight, as usual, I checked in on my friend Jeremy's Blog and read his post and then went through his comments to see what ppl have to say. As I was looking through them, I read a comment by a guy named Warren Thiessen. I like to look through other christian's blogs because I often times find them encouraging. I hadnt ever saw Warren's comment so i checked it out. I looked through some stuff and stumbled upon what he had to say about racism. He read Jeremy's post about Racism and had a few things to say for himself. (Im sure you guys love all of these links...i guess i could have just really done 2 of them. OH WELL!). I posted a comment on Warren's post and it just has really got me thinking.

There are alot of "christians" out there. You can go to your big church and see so many on fire christians. You all talk about God and encourage one another and just rejoice and pray and worship and its just really easy to be with God and look like you and him are just OH SO TIGHT. But then you go home and it just becomes so hard.

At work and at school you find it hard to stand up for your true love. Jesus IS your true love, that is, if you claim you are a christian. That IS what christianity is all about right? Cuz if it isnt about the relationship we have with Jesus, then something is terribly wrong.

The thing is, it IS about the relationship. It is ALL about the relationship. Christianity shouldnt be about rules and whatnot. It shouldnt be about how you are at school and work and think to yourself "oh crap, i just broke one of the rules of my church. I hope no one notices."

Wow...i sure do get off on tangents. Anywho. I think true christianity is what your life looks like outside of church. How you apply what you learn at church into your every day life.

I dont know if ive ever wrote about this kid i know at school. Once in a while he wears a black shirt with bold white lettering saying " GOT JESUS? " This kinda makes me suspicious. Here is this kid who is advertising that he is somehow connected with Christ. Since Jesus and religion and church is such a big deal and is great bait for criticism, it really catches the eye. So I watch him. I keep my eye on him. How does he act around certain people? He obviously thinks people should have Jesus in their life, or else why would he wear such a bold shirt?

To my great disappointment, this individual does exactly what so many christians do. I too fall guilty to it. You advertise you are a christian and you think that that is ok and settles it all. "Oh, people will see that I'm a christian by wearing this shirt/having this button on my jacket or backpack/wearing this fish or cross neclace. What else is expected of me?"

But when you profess you are a christian, the eyes are watching for you to make a move that contradicts what christianity teaches. People love pointing fingers. They love critisizing and they love to just have that extra reason why they DON'T wanna be a christian.

Why? Why is it so hard to act christian when you arent at church?

At my church we have a sunday night bible study called "Aftershock". This is for the youth. For this series of sundays we are doing a study on the book of Revelation. Scary stuff. This book is intense. So im doing my study and I see that John writes some letters, that...is Jesus talking, but John is writing them..eh...

Anywho...He writes to the church of Ephesus.

[ To the church in Ephesus

¹"To the angel^[a] of the church in Ephesus write:

These are the words of him who holds the seven stars in his right hand and walks among the seven golden lampstands: ²I know your deeds, your hard work and your perseverance. I know that you cannot tolerate wicked men, that you have tested those who claim to be apostles but are not, and have found them false. ³You have persevered and have endured hardships for my name, and have not grown weary. ⁴Yet I hold this against you: You have forsaken your first love. ⁵Remember the height from which you have fallen! Repent and do the things you did at first. If you do not repent, I will come to you and remove your lampstand from its place. ⁶But you have this in your favor: You hate the practices of the Nicolaitans, which I also hate. ⁷He who has an ear, let him hear what the Spirit says to the churches. To him who overcomes, I will give the right to eat from the tree of life, which is in the paradise of God. ]

Ok. So if you were one of those people that just skimmed right through that. Or maybe you read it but didnt quite understand, I will recap. Here Jesus is proud of the church of Ephesus for their hard work and for persevering and finding out the false apostles. But then Jesus finds something that he is not so proud of. He sees that the church has lost their first love. What could Jesus be talking about here?

He was talking about himself of course. He was talking about how the church of Ephesus' passion and fevor for Christ had become cold, and a bunch of rituals. "Their doctrinal and moral purity, their undiminished zeal for the truth, and their disciplined service were no substitute for the love for Christ they had forsaken" (i got that from the revelation study book by John MacArthur).

Jesus said that if they dont change their ways, He was going to take away their lampstand. The lampstand represents their church. If they didnt get their sights on the very person they were preforming these rituals for, then He would destroy their church. A church without God in the center of it will sooner or later come to fall.

After thinking about this, I began thinking. (holy moses. that was the most profound statement i have ever made). Christ dwells in the church. It is his home. Christ also dwells in my heart, it is his home. I am sorta like a church, i guess u could say, just without a bunch of pews and hymn books (haha. my church doesnt even have pews and hymn books! just thought u'd want to know *cough*). Essensialy (spelling?!?!) I have my own lampstand that God has given me.

Ok...some of you might not agree, or think im totally wack, but this is just what ive sorta been thinking about. It's kinda hard to say it though. Ok...Like...When i profess I am a christian. God expects me to show fruits of my claim. It's like...God gave me this lampstand when I first said "im a christian" and now he is gonna see if im going to show fruits. (of course God already knows this...but...gee golly...hold on) If i dont show with my life that i am a christian, maybe it means im not saved and therefore I will be destroyed when I die. (hell). And that is when Jesus takes away my lampstand.

GOSH i hope this is making sense. God is giving me all my life to prove that I deserve this lampstand. That I can carry it. See...I cant carry it UNLESS i have Jesus to help me. Im thinking this is a pretty big lampstand. I can keep it if Jesus helps me. But I cant do it on my own. So if i wont let Jesus help me, God will take it away.

(does that help fix contorted faces and confused minds?)

well...thats sorta how I applied it to my own life. Are you allowing Christ to help hold your lampstand up? It may start to fall at times, that is because you start doing things on your own, instead of letting Christ in on them. The thing is...if we truely have Christ in our hearts....there is no way in Hades he will let that lampstand touch the ground. He will let you go only so far in your suffering before he straightens it back up again.

For the people who wont let Christ in to keep that lampstand from touching the ground...they are in for trouble. Christ cant help unless you let him. You dont have forever to make that commitment. If you dont have Christ, your lampstand is its way down to the ground. For some, its falling faster then for others. Only God knows how fast your lampstand is falling. Why take that risk?

For those of you who have let Jesus into your heart already. Let Jesus hold your lampstand up. He is fully capable and willing to do that for you. Quit trying to hold the weight on your own. Its heavy and its gonna cause you alot of pain.

If you are a reader who hasnt let Jesus into your heart, i ask that you will once and for all guarantee yourself that your Lampstand will never touch the ground. That sucker is a big lampstand and you can only hold it for so long. Christ is a buff guy, he can hold it, he has been conditioned to hold it for you, he would absolutly LOVE to hold it for you! I will pray that you will only let him.

To end...I will tell you of some things that Jesus promises those who "overcomes". Basically those who accept Him as their Lord and Savior.

Revelation 2:7 "...To him who overcomes I will give to eat from the tree of life, which is in the midst of the Paradise of God."
~You will live an eternal live in heaven with God
Revelation 2:11 "....He who overcomes shall not be hurt by the second death."
~Second death means spiritual death. He who overcomes (who is saved) wont ever die a second time, physical death is all, then its eternal life with Jesus.
Revelation 2:17 "To him who overcomes I will give some of the hidden manna to eat. And I will give him a white stone, and on the stone a new name written which no one knows except him who receives it."
~John MacArther writes in his study book "Hidden Manna-Just as Israel received manna, God promises to give the true believer the spiritual bread the unbelieving world cannot see: Jesus Christ; White Stone-When an athlete won in the games, he was often given, as part of his prize, a white stone which was an admission pass to the winner's celebration afterwards. This may picture the moment when the overcomer will receive his ticket to the eternal victory celebration in heaven; New Name-A personal message from Christ to the ones He loves, whcih serves as ther admission pass into eternal glory. It is so personal that only the person who receives it will know what it is."
Revelation 2:26-29 "To him who overcomes and does my will to the end, I will give authority over the nations– ‘He will rule them with an iron scepter; he will dash them to pieces like pottery’– just as I have received authority from my Father. I will also give him the morning star. He who has an ear, let him hear what the Spirit says to the churches."
~John MacArther writes "Rule them with a rod of iron-literally 'shepherd them with an iron rod'; during the millenial kingdom, Christ will enforce His will and protect His sheep with His iron scepter from any who would seek to harm them; The Morning Star-John later reveals Christ to be 'the morning star.' Although the morning star has already dawned in our hearts, someday we will have Him in His fullness."

I just thought that that stuff would be interesting to know. Revelation is an awesome book of the bible and i suggest that anyone who wants to know more about it get the John MacArther study book on Revelation.

Thus ends my post for tonight. Swing on and be merry and feel free to leave comments.

The Krazy Kristy Kritter

dive in for a swim in my thoughts

2005-02-28T20:15:00.000-07:00

It has been a while since ive shared my thoughts here. There has been alot going on. I have a couple friends who i love very much who are hurting. I dont think it would be right to go into details here, even though most of you who read this dont know of one of these people. Id like to hold respect to him. Such an awesome guy. If only you guys knew him.

Ive had my struggles during this time since my last post. About my fear, a friend has helped me out a whole lot and im glad for what he has to say. He said that it's self doubt and ive been thinking about that. And im just doing better. Its hard to explain. I can hardly remember what he said, but, i know that it has helped me, because lately i havent had any problems. Like today. none at all.

I guess I can just make this a blog that makes up for the lack of blogs, just posting about everything, serious to the not so serious. Make you cry, make you laugh, make you think im dumb, make you gape in awe at my wonderful intelect *cough* i dont know if i even spelled intelect right. *sigh*. well...

Last friday in my guitar class we learned how to tune our guitars. This day was not a fun day. None of us in the class had broken a string up until friday. It was a bummer. So. 5 of us broke strings, and thats like half the class..haha...and i was one! Go figure. But, the grand thing is, i broke a string i wasnt even tuning at the time...WHY? because i was twisting the wrong peg...such is my life.

Erm....

Me and my girlfriends (as a sidethought, my friend scott was talking to me, and he said that its so weird when girls call their friends their girl friends, and it sounds like REALLY bad when a guy refers to his friends as his boy friends, but not so odd with girls...i dunno...just a thought) went out to lunch on sunday at Fazolis and talked there for 3 hours. I love those intimate girl talks. Talk about everything and anything and the deep things the not so deep things...and of course we talked about boys.

When we talk about boys, its not like how we are obsessing over certain guys. Its more like what we look for in a husband. Its what we want to experience someday, what we want our husbands to do for us. What we can do for our husbands. What we think would be absolutly adorable. Like if the guy were to take dance lessons with us. Wow. We talked about how important it is to still have accountability with others outside the married couple. Like the girl still has her girlfriends and the guy still has his guy friends and they are able to have time away from each other and just spend it with their own friends...that type of thing.

We (im speaking of me and my 2 other close girl friends) desire so much of the same things in a guy and its just cool to just talk about it. And when we are able to talk about sex in a mature manner. Thats cool. My friend emily told me that we as humans are designed as sexual beings, so its natural for us to think of our wedding night, its when we dwell on that too much that problems begin.

We talked about college and we talked about our problems.

Mmmm...

Some really ironic things have been happening lately...like...my forgiveness...I dont get it. God has put me though alot, yet im so easy to forgive. I see this as an awesome blessing. I've grown so much in God over the past year and my outlook on things have changed a whole lot. Back last summer i went to this youth group called Freedom and the pastor there talked about forgiveness and how forgiveness brings freedom. Bitterness is one of the slaverys of sin. It's very easy to become bitter, and ive worked on forgiveness.

im worried sometimes if people will abuse my forgiveness...i hope they wont.

its like...i used like this guy a whole lot, years and years ago. He knew this and i thought he liked me too. the whole speal...but he would tell me things, and i would forgive him for what he would do...but he really didnt care about how i felt about anything, i dont think, and after a while of forgiving and forgiving, i started noticing pain. so i distanced myself. Now we are ok friends. Don't talk much.

such is my crazy life before i met Jesus.

hmmm

ive got alot on my mind lately. I cant talk about them here because people trust me. but...God has a hand in all of it. im excited/anxious/kinda worried what God is gonna do with it all. Welp. Im outta here for now. Swing on and be merry...

Skittles- Taste the Rainbow

tHe KrAzy KrIsTy KrItTeR.

biggest fear

2005-02-20T15:31:00.000-07:00

Guys, please pray for me, my biggest fear is coming back and hitting me again...

Im scared of death and heaven and eternity. I get an anxiety attack if i dwell on it, and lately, ive been having a few anxiety attacks...

it goes something like this...

ill be doing something...and ill think that when I die, i will go to heaven...then i think...that is forever..and ever...and im starting to get an attack right now..it hasnt hit hard yet...but im gonna get one if i want to continue this post and tell you guys about it...

anywho...ill start saying "no god no no no..stop...no NO..." and ill flap my hands sorta and look around frantically...

if im in a group and you guys start talking about going to heaven...i might just up and leave the convo. Guys...i used to have this fear really bad. Like...id be lying in bed in the still dark silence...and id begin to think of it and then id whimper into my pillow untill i feel asleep.

I talked to my old youth pastor Shawn F. about it and he prayed for me....the fear subsided for a while...it came back, not so strong, left...and now its back and i hate thinking about going to heaven...its a serious fear for me...like a phobia...i cant think about eternity much or ill flip...

is this odd?

i think its a lack of faith in God and Jesus that he will be able to make me happy when i die...

but...

for all eternity....

im sorry...i gotta go now...i cant take this...

Krispy kream kritter

Valentine's Day

2005-02-14T19:49:00.000-07:00

Today is Valentine's Day.

This is how my day went.

During the night sometime, the power went out. In so happening, my clock messed up. So i woke up this morning (with my mom opening my door and saying "you are still asleep? i think you should get up). I was about 30 min late to my first hour. Then during second hour i started feeling not so good. So when i went home for lunch, i called my mom and told her. And so i stayed home the rest of the day. I think this was a God thing.

Every year at valentines day. I get depressed at school because all these girls get notes saying they have items in the office. Flowers. Candy. Stuff like that. I try not to be jealous. But a part of me just wishes for a relationship. Ive changed alot since last year. And so Im not sure what my thoughts would be. I once got a rose on valentines day. actually it was just spirit week and the theme was holidays, and one of them was valentines day. And this rose was annonoymous (sp?). It made me feel nice to think that someone thought about me, but wanted to remain annonoymous. Just was cool. I'm hoping that if i got something today, that it was that type of thing, where the person remains a mystery. Welp. Those are my thoughts.

This is a little something i found regarding this holiday. the "true" story

Writer's Block - Jennifer Kivioja

What is the real story behind Valentine’s Day?

I have often wondered why one day a year is designated for love and why people rush out to buy candy, jewelry, flowers and cards just because it’s Valentine’s Day.

There has to be a reason behind this silly holiday, besides the retailers making a buck off ridiculous memorabilia and heart-shaped jewelry that we have all bought or received, and now have it stored in drawers.

I was curious as to the origination of the day and the true meaning behind Valentines. And, what I found was that it truly is a day for love that dates back to the Roman Empire in the year 270 (or somewhere around that time).

Under the rule of Emperor Claudius II there were many bloody and unpopular campaigns, and he was known to the Romans as “Claudius the Cruel.”

Claudius was having a really hard time getting Roman men to join his military (because some of the men were in love and most didn’t want to leave their families) so the jerk, canceled all marriages and engagements.

Saint Valentine, who was a priest, strongly believed in love and secretly performed marriages for couples.

He was caught performing a marriage and was sent to prison. While in prison he befriended a guard’s daughter. On the day he died he gave his new friend a note thanking her for her friendship and loyalty. He signed it, “Love from your Valentine.”

At that time Feb. 14 was the holiday to honor Juno, goddess of women and marriage. St. Valentine was beaten to death, beheaded and suffered martyrdom Feb. 14, around the year 270.

It was the custom in Rome, a very ancient custom, to celebrate Lupercalia, which began Feb. 15. As part of the tradition the names of young women were placed in a box, from which they were drawn by the men.

The pastors of the early Christian church in Rome wanted to do away with the tradition. Since, Lupercalia was celebrated in the middle of February, the pastors chose Saint Valentine’s Day for the celebration of this new feast and chose Feb. 14 to celebrate.

And, that is how Valentine’s Day was started. By looking at the meaning behind the holiday it gives us a better understanding of the day.

I think that in more recent times the story and meaning have been lost. The meaning has been replaced with a commercial holiday full of cards and red and pink memorabilia, teddy bears and heart-shaped trinkets.

Today, think of the true meaning of love and marriage and the true sacrifice that Saint Valentine made in honoring love and marriage.

On this day, show your appreciation to the people around you and let your your family and friends know how much they mean to you; not just today but everyday.

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James 1:2-4

2005-02-09T22:18:00.000-07:00

^"2Consider it pure joy, my brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds, ³because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance. ⁴Perseverance must finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything."

Wow. God sure is testing me now. My good friend Colette and I are teaching Sunday School and Youth Quake next week. So much preparation needs to go into this. And then God tests me with horrible trials. Fights with friends. Constant fights with friends. Feelings hurt. Truths known but not wanted to be heard. It is hurting me so much. I hate fighting with friends. So im piled with stress and pain. And im teaching on something im not living. Ouch. God will help me out. I know he will. welp...

just pray that this will come to pass.

Ahhh! so....bored!!!! roar! cant....contain...my boredem...save me!!!!

2005-02-05T22:28:00.000-07:00

Ok.

So..

Im sitting here. Im extremely bored. And I don't know what to do. Let me just tell you what has been going on lately. I am taking a guitar class and my left hand fingertips are sore/feel funny cuz of the guitar strings I have to press down on. But I am getting better, so its worth it.

Mmmm.

Me and my great friend Colette will be teaching sunday school next sunday. We have an awesome idea and I'm sure everyone will enjoy. We have some surprises and all that! Its the first time either of us have had this opportunity and God has laid on our hearts pretty much the same things as of late, so that is what we will be teaching on.

I am very excited. I'm going to chicago this summer! My youth leader, Kevin Odette, is taking some groups to his hometown Chicago for some intercity Mission work. Im very excited. The cost is $1000/person but Kevin says that we will be raising the money as a group (thats ALOT of $$) . But this is the first time I will be going on a missions trip and im way excited. And for a couple nights we will be staying at Moody Bible Institute!!! YAY!

Anywho. I dunno what to say. Im writing this blog hoping someone will log into MSN or Yahoo. ....... *sigh* But I guess people actually GO OUT on Saturday nights and have fun instead of staying home with mom and dad. *sigh*...no..*double sigh*

I have no plans for tomorrow. I dont know what Im gonna do. Everyone is all siked for "THE SUPERBOWL" but, I could really care less. I dont even know who's playing. *sigh*

I wonder why when im sad or whatnot, a simple sigh can relieve stress? what is it about sighing that does this? i mean, i sit here and sigh over and over, but it just doenst have the same effect unless i really need to sigh. And usually when I sigh on here with the * * i really do sigh. lol.

BUT ANYWHO.

comon people log on!

Oh woe is me. The moon has lost its light and thy world is plunged into utter darkness. When will the moon again shine and thy face show a smile? Oh, when will thy friendly companions accompany me in conversation on this night? Must I stand the darkness in soltitude (not sure if that made sense, but it sounded ok right, i mean if YOU didnt even know what soltitude means? meh!)

Ok...I got it...I'll tell a story! Beware, for because of my bordem, I will go to great lengths to make this a very random/awkward/weird/funny story. So read and enjoy.

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Once upon a time in the bottom of a glass jar there lived an elephant. Now as you can tell from the first sentence that this was no ordinary....glass jar...this glass jar housed all the animals and plants that God ever created. On the Table of the Universe this jar sat for God to peer and stare at his creation. Now, back to the elephant...

Not like any other elephants, this one was grey, for all his relatives and friends were orange. Do not be sad for the little elephant, because he liked being grey. Grey as the beautiful morning just as the sun is waking the skies. The catch here is, the little elephant never stayed awake long enough to see what brilliance the sky could be once the sun sets. All the orange elephants didnt want the little elephant to see the vibrant sky when the sun started leaving them. Nearing the time the colors of the sky started to brighten, all the orange elephants took the little grey one to the caves facing east to sleep, and because he was put to bed so early, he awoke before the sun rose, thus his love for the morning.

Big Daddy God didnt like the little elephant being held from the truth. After the sun had gone down all the orange elephants went to bed, and He laid some insomniac (sp?) pills next to grey elephant so that when he awoke, he would think they were his vitamins, taking them, he would be awake long enough to see the sunset. As well as giving the grey elephant an insomniac pill, he gave the orange elephants sleeping pills.

When the little grey elephant awoke, he saw the grey pill beside him, and grabbing it he went down to the lake and consumed it with water. Feeling much more awake and energetic, he ran and pranced about. As the day wore on, all of the orange elephants wondered why they were feeling more tired, yet the grey elephant was still hardly touching the ground as he zipped here and there in a joyful state. At the proper time, they started toward the grey elephant to take him to the cave, but they could not catch up to him where ever he went. Due to their heavy lids, they all went back to the caves for sleep. But sleep was the last think from the Little Grey Elephants mind. Nearing the lake the little grey elephant sudenlly stopped in his tracks. The sky had started to change more drastically, but what he saw was a different sky then had shown every evening prior to this one. Little Grey at the sky and stared and stared.

Before the sun rose, all the orange elephants had had their sleep, so they awoke and found that the Little Grey Elephant was not in the cave with them. Anxiety arose and they bolted out of the cave to the lake where they knew the Little Grey must be. There was the Little Grey Elephant who had fallen asleep well into the early morning long before the sun had come. This caused the little grey one to sleep through the rising of the sun. But this fact had not so much effected the orange elephants as the physical changes they saw as they neared him. For the Little Grey Elephant's hide wasnt a dull grey, but it was orange, it was yellow, it was pink, purple, green. Jealousy clawed at the hearts of the other elephants. Looking at each other in fury, they had a second shock. They orange was failing them. Turning into a dull grey.

God saw this, and as a lesson for misguiding and lieing and jealousy, he destroyed the elephants who had darkness in their hearts. Not every elephant was effected in this way. Some welomed change. So thus ends our story.

Ecclesiastes 9:6
Their love, their hate and their jealousy have long since vanished; never again will they have a part in anything that happens under the sun.

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I know that was cheesy, but haha...it was made up on the spot. But no one has yet come online *sigh*...so i guess ill just go now. pooie. oh well...bye

Swing on *sigh* and be merry.

The kristy fritter

Passion and Purity

2005-01-29T23:45:00.000-07:00

Today has been a wonderful day. My parents have left to Jackpot and I have the house to myself.

The day started with me sleeping in. Then I brushed my fat old dog a bit because she majorly needs it... THen i began reading "passion and purity"

i read for a couple hours and am now on chapter17

God is speaking directly and boldly through reading this book.

Wow.

My heart aches for such a splendid love story.

Guys, all guys who read this-listen up.
You guys claim not to understand women, and go on complaining on how difficult we are to understand. We aren't hard to understand, you just dont pay attention to us, and you dont try to really understand us. You just complain. and complain. Let me tell you what goes on with a woman. Whe she is so fragile. Why she loves chick flicks. Why bodily functions turns her off.

To start out with, a woman is about love. She longs for love. In every woman, there is a part of her who longs to be protected and treasured. When she watches chick flicks, its just that part of her who longs for love.

A friend of mine wrote about how he doesnt get it why women get all freaked up about engagment rings and newborn babies. Its because (as a guy in his comments area said) its something that we long for for a very long time. If the ring were ugly, we look past it and see that this guy truly loves us. When a guy gives us extra attention, we may soar in the clouds.

Having such fun over bodily functions CAN be funny, but can very easily be over done. VERY EASILY. It's when the guys dont care about the women around them and carry on being discusting even though they know we dont like it. It shows a sense of disrespect. How much higher we would think of you if you didnt think it was the funniest thing in the world to see who can fart the loudest, burp the loudest, bench more, whose car goes faster, etc. Get the point? We dont care about the extra stuff. As christian sisters, we care about your relationship with God, not what your body can do or your car can do. anywho, thats all i gotta say about that.

I just wish that guys would stop complaining about who we are. We represent God's soft side. Men represent God's adventurous and strong side. Im not saying that men cant be soft and women cant be strong. But if you guys just sit back and think that God made us the way we are for a reason, maybe things would get more clear.

Now I think i want to get more personal and speak from what is going on with me.

I long for a man to hold me and protect me and tell me he loves me. To grab my hands and just start praying. To be bold with me. To be honest with me. To tell me when something is wrong instead of beating around the bush. To be humble. To have fun, but not take it too far. To have an amazing relationship with God. I think the coolest thing, is when a guy will kinda, hurt me, make me sad, by telling me he cant get involved because he wants to get closer to God, or whatnot. To be able to put the relationship with God front and center is the coolest thing. I wish that I could encounter more guys who put God infront of all relationships. And not just to the side. This means in a group of friends, not to ever put God aside, to allow a crude joke in, or anything of the such.

I must be patient. A friend once said, what happens if God brings a guy to me during high school. I told him that I dont think he will. I have thought more about this, and this is what I have come up with.

The relationship with Christ comes first. I personally know the state of which my relationship with God lies (how is the correct way to spell it! ahh). I know that I have so much more growth in Him before I am ready for a romantic relationship with any guy. There is that possibility that I may meet this guy, and am friends with him. But I highly doubt that God would have it in his plan for me to get involved, when my relationship with Him isnt where it is strong enough. I hope that my friend understands why I say this.

Reading "Passion and Purity" has strengthened my desire to wait for my future love. It has enhanced my desire to stay pure, just as I wish he will stay pure for me. My fire has been reignited inside my heart. I want to be ready. I can't just keep putting off my relationship with God. This is most important.

I need to get off my butt, and pursue my first love. I need to pursue Christ, as he so persistantly is pursuing me.

I need to publically announce my marriage with my first love. I need not hide it. I need not be embarrassed by my relationship with Him.

My friend Jeremy wrote recently about being "ashamed". Being ashamed of our relationship with Christ. It hurt so much to read what he wrote because of how true I realized it was. I see that God is speaking to me in SO MANY DIFFERENT WAYS! I CANT ignore his calling. I cant ignore his answer. His help. I have to listen. Its what I'm called to do. I WANT to listen, i WANT to. I want to show God that I love him. I want to show him that I'm ready to let him come into my life 100% and do a clean sweep of my heart. To clean it out completely. To get rid of trash. I need to be made new once again. I must die to self, and rise again in Christ. Again. And Again.
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Lord,
I pray you will keep me strong. I know you will, God, because you say you will through your Word. God, I love you so much. I dont want to be ashamed anymore. Lord, I pray you will open doors and I pray I will take the every opportunity to be your salt and light to the world around me. God, you have blessed me so much. When I could have given myself away physically, you have kept me pure, although not in every sense. I thankyou for keeping me from the worst of the storm. Lord, I pray that this will be the start of my new life where I will endlessly and passionately fall in love with you, all over again, with more desire and more sincerity then ever before. Lord, I pray that this testimony will be an encouragment to ALL readers, Lord, that they will turn back to you, and start over if needed. Lord, I pray that they will allow you to do a gimungo clean sweep of their hearts; to take out the garbage and to replace it with a burning fire, a burning desire to want to please and glorify you more and more and MORE! Lord!!!! LIGHT OUR FIRES! LIGHT OUR BON FIRES FOR THE WORLD TO SEE! GOD! dont let us fail! keep us strong, keep us coming back to you to fill our cups, and let us overflow, overflow lord, to everyone around us! God, philippians 4:13 "I can do all things through Christ, who gives me strength." God, I pray for that strength right now, for myself and for those who read this. Everyone. Lord. Keep us strong. Keep us couragous at school and work. Keep us strong God, So strong. Lord. I pray. I pray i pray and pray that you speak LOUD to those who read this. And I pray that you bless us. Bless us and keep us strong. God, you ARE amazing, and I love you. Lord. Keep me strong tonight and tomorrow and forever. In your Splendiferous name i pray....

Amen

-The Kristy Kritter

P.S.: I know I spoke to guys alot, and you may have a comment or two to make about women and whatnot, please feel free to leave a comment. One cant fix something in ones life, if one doesnt know what needs fixing. :) Thanks all!

Dust

2005-01-24T20:07:00.000-07:00

Last sunday Kevin (sunday school dude) taught us another awesome lesson using a Rob Bell nooma clip. I love Rob Bell's passion for christ. If you go to the nooma site, click on the clip named "dust" That is what we watched.

Rob talks about how young jewish boys go to school and memorize the first five books of the old testament. After that only the best of the best goes on to memorize the whole old testament while the other boys learn their family's trade.

The young boys who move up and learn more find a rabbi and they dedicate their whole life to being just like their rabbi

In the bible there is a story about Peter and some other disciples who are in a boat and see jesus walking on water towards them. Peter gets up and steps out of the boat to try to walk on water towards jesus. But he begins to sink and cries out for Jesus to save him. Jesus immediately does so and says something like "ye of little faith".

Jesus isnt referring to Peter not having enough faith in Him, but hemeans that Peter doesnt have faith in himself that he can be like Jesus.

Jesus believes in us.

He choose us.

Its like the Rabbi and the young boy (bout 20 years old), but instead of us choosing God, God chose us. He KNOWS we can be like him. He believes in us, its just that we dont believe in ourselves. We doubt that we can be like Jesus, so we fail.

Back then it was said that the young men would follow behind their rabbis through deserts, hence came about the saying "May you be covered in the dust of your rabbi"

I want to be covered in the dust of my rabbi, Jesus Christ.

Whe be a disciple of Christ?

John 10:10 says "He came to give us life, and to give it to the full"

Jesus wants us to have the best life possible, and that is a life where we follow him and let him teach us. It's a life where we dedicate our whole lives to try to be just like our Rabbi.

I hope we all can have this desire to be Christ's disciples. To have the best possible life.

Till next time;

The Kristy Kritter

A look through a foggy window of my life

2005-01-20T22:56:00.000-07:00

This is a comment i posted on a friend's blog, and thought that i could post it here because it came straight from the heart, and instead of blahing about my life, i could give you a foggy window instead.

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Shawn, i understand where you are coming from, I feel as though im in a trench and i try to climb out of it and im doing well and i can begin to see over the top but then i slip back down.
Let me give you a few verses:
the first one is my favorite verse because it gives me hope.

"I can do all things through Christ who gives me strength"-philippians 4:13

Whenever im having a hard time, i think of that verse and i pray that God will do anything to get me out of the hole im in; change me and make me more like him; give up bad habits; anything.

The second is from a book in the bible that im currently reading and its something that sticks out in my mind alot.

I dont know the exact wording but in James 1:2 he is saying that when we go through hard times, we should rejoyce because it is a testing of our faith to build paitence.

A testing of our faith. Sometimes I wonder how much more of this test I can take, but i know that God wont give me anything that will cause me to break under the pressure. He wont give me anything that i am unable to handle. The same goes for you.

Right now my heart is so burdend and sad that all i can do is cry silent tears. Feel them roll down my cheek and wonder where God is.

I wrote in a blog once that we can take 4 paths. Well, we might end up on these paths; usually it is not up to us which one we end up on. One is a bright shiny path surrounded by beautiful things (blessings) and we see God off in the distance and dont really give any credit to him. another path is one of the same nature: a beautiful one with many blessings, but the difference here is that God is right next to us; the first thing we see before we see our blessings around us.

The next 2 paths are darker. Hurricane weather pound us. On both paths God is above us sheltering us from the worst of the storm. The difference between those two paths is if you agnolage (?) that he is there or not. You actually may see him, but it is if you curse him or are thankful. You can curse him for sheltering you from the worst of it, or you can thank him for sheltering you from the worst of it. Which makes more sense?

So right now, Shawn, we are both on this dark and stormy path. I pray that you dont curse God who is keeping the worst rain from befalling us; but instead praise him for all that he is doing for you.

I will be praying for you, and I know that you must be going through a hard time, although im sure i cant fully comprehend the multitude of burdon that is on you right now.

Remember that Jesus didnt die on that cross for nothing; He died so that during these times of pain, we may be able to rejoice while he holds the burden.

So cheer up. and hopefully I will be alongside you.

God bless, Shawn,

Love always and forever and into eternity,
The Krispy Kream Donut Girl

"Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani?"

2005-01-18T01:42:00.000-07:00

ok, i need input.

In Mark 15 starting at verse 33 Mark writes:

"At the sixth hour darkness came over the whole land until the ninth hour. And at the ninth hour Jesus cried out in a loud voice. "Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani?"--which means, "My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?"

Ok, I have heard one persons opinion on what this says, but i would like others.

What he said is that God forsake Jesus because God is pure and can not come into contact with sin whatsoever. When Jesus was on the cross, all the sin of the world was layed upon him. Therefore, God forsake him because of the amount of sin that was on Jesus.

Thanks ppl!

The Kristy Kritter

im a good person! im going to heaven!

2005-01-17T23:47:00.000-07:00

Ok...so what did i do today

i was nice to my dad...

thats probably....5 points

ok...next...i did my homework really well

15 points

i cleaned up after breakfast, dont wanna forget that

5 points

lesse...i uh...i hung out with friends and was honest during our game of cards

10 points

so today i acumulated 35 points

great! that should be some great steps closer to getting to heaven!

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lets try something else
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ok, so i went to church yesterday and i was quiet
but man, i was dying! so boring!
but i was there nontheless!
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oooor..
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my mom and dad claim christianity....
this means i am a christian too!
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These are all ways some people think gets them into heaven. I bet there are many many other ways but these are just some of the bigger ones.

No matter how many good things you do, people, you arent going to heaven UNLESS you have a personal relationship with Jesus Christ, and put him as Lord of your life! This means that day by day you follow Him. This means that hour by hour you follow Him. This means minute by minute, second by second, you follow Him. Of course, this is very very hard. But the point is that God should be what your life is centered around. Not just sundays or your midweek study. But every breathing moment you should be living your life for Christ. He gave his life for you, why not give back to him?

let me recap!

Christ is the only way to heaven. PERIOD!

"I am the way, the truth, and the life, no one can come to the father execpt through me"-Jesus (john 14:6)

It makes me sad that so many people claim christianity, yet they dont do anything about it. Their faith is dead without actions. Just calling yourself a christian doesnt cut it. You have to actionize your faith, you have to show with the way you live that you mean business about your relationship with Christ.

"What good is it, my brothers, if a man claims to have faith but has no deeds? Can such a faith save him?" (James 2:14)

"In the same way, faith by itself, if it is not accompanied by action, is dead" (James 2:17)

Sure doing good things is, well, good, if you arent a true follower of Christ; but they dont really gain you anything. Not really. If you are already a true follower of Christ, they do gain you treasures in heaven, but you shouldnt be doing them just to benefit yourself, you should be doing them out of love.

If you claim to have Jesus in your heart, show it. Dont be afraid to tell people that you are a follower of God. Don't be ashamed.

My very good friend, Colette, wore a shirt to school that says "Got Salvation?" and on the back it had some reference to God. I dont remember what she said it said. But, her science teacher pointed out that the she offended him. He was wrong. He should have said that he was offeneded instead of immediately blaming her. I really love Colette. She has such a strong faith and at a moments notice she will share His good news. I really want to be like that and have that awesome level of faith. It's getting there. Im constantly growing but it is something I struggle with.

We all struggle with things. But we can overcome them. If you have a true desire to get through the problem, you can.

"I can do all things through Christ who gives me strength." (Philippians 4:13)

That is probably my favorite verse. Because it is so true, I can do all things if I let God in on them and have him guide me and give me strength.

I must go, but i will leave you with this.

Being a follower of God is tough. It brings new challenges. Some may say its the easy way out of problems, but, they dont know; they havent been a follower of Christ to really know. Once you chose to follow God, its like wearing an orange jacket out in the forest. An easy target for Satan. He will pound you so hard with all he has, but you MUST turn to God. He will help you through anything.

Look at Job, his life was torn apart, but he didnt let that get between him and God.

Let's all live like Job, and praise God when the good times comes, and praise Him when the bad times come. I was reading last night in James.

" Consider it pure joy, my brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith developes perseverance (this also means patience and steadfastness, just so ya know *wink*) . Perseverance must finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything." (James 1:2-4)

Later it goes on to say in verse 12 "Blessed is the man who perseveres under trial, because when he has stood the test, he will receive the crown of life that God has promised to those who love him. When tempted, no one should say "God is tempting me." For God cannot be tempted by evil, nor does he tempt anyone; but each one is tempted when, by his own evil desire, he is dragged away and enticed. Then, after desire has comceived, it gives birth to sin; and sin, when it is full-grown, gives birth to death."

I really liked those above verses. Good stuff. anywho, i said i was leaving...Adios all

Swing on and be merry

The Kristy Kritter

no bible no breakfast

2005-01-13T11:58:00.000-07:00

A very good friend of mine was talking to me about how he has turned his back on God (which many of us do from time to time) but now he wants to follow him more then ever. Although i was showing little expression, i was very happy, yesterday was a bad day, and i should have been outwardly rejoycing and showing him my happiness, sorry bud. Know, bud, that the angels were singing and rejoicing for your return. Just as they do when all christians seek after God after going through hard times.

anywho..

He said he needed to read his bible more and thought up of a little moto:

"No bible, no breakfast"

so basically, he cant eat physically until he eats spiritually

so i was thinking last night that that was a nifty idea, and a poem started cultivating in my head, it goes like this:

feed the mind and feed the heart
only then can the belly take part

feed the mind and watch it grow
only then can wisdom show

craft your iron sharp and strong
be prepared to battle the wrong

heed these words that are but said
and into your head, let them sink like lead.

so yeah, im gonna think of that before i eat, so i can get into God's word more

THANKS CHRIS!

Night of many events..dun dun

2005-01-09T23:35:00.000-07:00

Man.

I have had the most interesting night.

You want me to tell, i see.

well....

...

ok...i will.

It began when i went to Kevin O's house for aftershock (sunday night bible study) and I'm late, but nothing has begun. All through the bible study i had had something on my mind that was eating me up and at the end when Kevin asked for prayer requests, i said

"I made a decision. It was the wrong one. It's hurting me alot right now and someone else, and soon, a third person. Please pray for us three who are involved."

At this point my lip started quivering and i covered it with my hand. Then Kevin said for everyone to stand ujp so we could pray. I stood up and Karen, a VERY kind-hearted woman who lost her husband to suicide last year, comes and hugs me. I couldnt control myself, i started to silently cry and shake and then pulled back. She saw i was crying and hugged me again and then i whispered in her ear that i was going to go upstairs. I then left the basement and went up into the bathroom where i let it out and cried my pain out and then calmed myself. I opened the door and they were still praying, but Doug, one of the adults, came and talked to me, then karen came and i told them what was going on.

I adopted a compassion child to sponsor with my friend colette. I had the packet. Colette gave me her money and i made one of those check things with hers and mine. and i was going to send it off but i never did. I had this packet for 6 months. still have it infact. my commitment was 0%. It hurt me to see it in my room. I told colette i sent it off, but i never did...so..

1) i lied to one of my best friends
2) this beautiful child wasnt getting what he needed because i wasnt paying for it.

*sigh*
this hurts me terribly. I talked to colette and she is the most humble loveing person i know and forgave me before i finished what i was saying. Me her and Karen talked for a while and people left and there were only like 10 people left. I talked with Kevin O, my youth pastor.

Then I went to Joyce's house. I love this woman dearly. She has helped my walk with God so much and she is an awesome woman of God. Her son RJ is about 15. Her other son just married. She is just one of my best friends because she gives awesome godly advice when i need it...tonight, i needed it.

I talked with her about what was going on in my life. Then I left.

this is where the real fun begins

I turn off her street onto Skyline. Then soon after i turned onto Pankeri. THEN...my truck died. Little did i know, due to my unobservant nature, that i was running on empty. SO i called Joyce and asked her for a little help..I put on my emergency lights and then turned them off when she said she would come and get me. She said she had some gas to spare. Little did i know that when i had my E. lights on, someone saw me. He turned around and came back for me. He pulled infront of me (BTW, i started stalling and then i pulled off the road and ended up in a somewhat vulnerable spot..ikes). He got out and started walking toward me...

ok
now this was embarassing. ugh

He asks if something is wrong

oh no, nothing in the world could be wrong, sir
Yeah. i ran out of gas, but i called someone and they are coming to help.

Oh. So someone's coming?

no sir, i just said that
yes, they are on their way

ok

So he leaves. I wasnt thinking that mean then, i was really...embarasses. ugh.

so joyce arrives and tells me she didnt have as much gas as she thought, so we left my truck and went and filled up her gallan and a half thing. then went back to my truck and filled it up. See...i live all the way across town. HA...

So i embark and my stress free ride home *cough*! My knuckes are white all the way as i have a death grip on my steering wheel. What was really funny was this...my mom called me..i was suppose to be home an hour ago! no...an hour and half! haha....haha...so she calls.and hahaha...i tell....hahaha...of my story...

but i didnt laugh

nor did she.

ha.

SO....after that, im about to turn on a different road..

and I SEE A MAN STOPPED IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROAD, WITH HIS EMERGENCY LIGHTS ON, FILLING HIS TANK WITH GAS FROM ONE OF THOSE RED GAS HOLDERS....

THIS I REALLY DID LAUGH AT!

lucky him, he was close to a gas station..

and had money to buy gas..

haha..*sigh*

So i get home and my mom is upset...a wee bit..

she says the following

"it makes me sad that you go to Joyce before you go to me"

I tell her that i was right by joyces house and that it didnt make sense to call you to have you drive all the way across town.

but this makes me sad..

my mom isnt a godly woman. I cant go to her with my problems expecting to get the advice i can depend on. I dont mean to be mean and unloving. But that is what i seek, Godly advice. My mom isnt seeking after God. I wish she were. But she isnt. It's hard to talk to her about things because she just doesnt understand the heart of God, therefore she doesnt quite understand my heart either.

*sigh*

well..ive talked enough and ive got to go now. Love and God bless

Swing on and be merry

The Kristy Kritter

Home Sweet Home

2005-01-09T17:08:00.000-07:00

I got back from Boise today. I had such a spendid time. Stressful, but God will get me through. I have a dump load (as in what you would take to the dump, garbage, stuff...) of homework to do before the semester ends in a week. Not fun. *sigh*

But, this weekend was awesome. It started out with me coming home on friday from school. I skipped 4th hour so we could leave earlier. Beau, my cousin, lives in st. anthony and wanted to see his mom who was going to be there and so he came to my house and we took him (he lives with his dad right now). My dad was suppose to leave the "site" (where he works like 45 min away) at 1:00 but he got chosen for a random drug test. So he had to do that and got home alot later then he wanted to. But all is well. We left for Boise. The roads got bad around Burley and at times it was really bad. The wind was horrible and it was snowing...this combination=blizzard. (not from dairy queen, although that would have been cool).

We eventually get to my Grandma Shirley's house and we chat and visit and blah. Yesterday *saturday* was the party for my 90 year old great g-ma. It was a blast. My uncle lonny brought steaks to grill for everyone (GOOOD) and my uncle Kim brought salmon that he wrapped in bacon, (GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD). Oh my. we even got some to bring back with us. Some already cooked steak and some raw steak to cook, plus some wrapped salmon for my dad to cook. *sigh* good times

So there were like 30 people there and alot of them i didnt know. HA... My uncle Rex and aunt Shellie with their kids came over too. It was awesome. My uncle rex and uncle lonny both live in boise and they said that i would have to stop by once in a while at each of their houses when i go to school at boise state. YAY. Good times again.

And during the afternoon we watched the Seahawks game and talked. i attempted to do homework. HAHAH REALLY FUNNY. i got some art worked on. Well...so...I uh...oh yeah football game ends and then the jets game starts around 6 i think it was. cant remember, i was drawing at the time. and 7:30 rolls around and about 10 of us are getting ready to play No limit Texas Hold'um. (most of the ppl i didnt know left by now) and this game was SO fun. I didnt do too well. Probably left the game ...about...5th or 6th. It was fun. Then after that visited just a wee bit more and then got ready for bed.

In the morning i got ready and went out to breakfast. My G-ma shirley makes awesome breakfast's. She used to own her own buffet. *sigh* good stuff

so i ate, went and said goodbye at my great g-ma's house. (btw...my grandma shirley lives in a house back away from the road...sorta in the country...where the houses are pretty spread out. tho she has a horse ranch right next to her...a small one.....and then my great grandma lives in a trailer behind my g-ma shirley's house. all is well, all is well....

ok...so yeah...not much left to tell...

i gotta tell you about my Grandma. she is the best in the world. she ROCKS!

picture this...she is close to 70..great health. and haha...she has lots of money cuz my grandpa (not by blood, he is japanese) was killed about 4 years ago. but...old ladies normally buy themselves luxury cars..

my grandma buys a ford F-250 so she can haul her 4 wheeler around.

CRAZY! wow...

once a month she goes 4 wheeling with a group. haha...i tease my grandma alot about a couple of things...how id be funny to be driving down the road in my little ford explorer, pull up beside a huge red F250 and see my grandma in it. haha...

she also buys DVD's all the time...so i look through her DVDs and say...grandma...this collection looks GREAT...but it look better if you took the plastic wrap off them so it looks like you actually watch them...haha..good times...anywho...i gotta check out my new boise state email addresss...bye!

the kristy kritter

trip

2005-01-07T13:00:00.000-07:00

im leaving for boise today, (future college homecity) and today is starting out well. Very calm day. No wind...which is very unusual for here. This means that we will have a storm, calm weather comes before a bad storm, usually. and ill be traveling, and doing homework my whole trip...

ill be back on sunday. so dont be alarmed at my absence.

g2g...bye

the kristy kritter

please pray

2005-01-06T22:16:00.000-07:00

Hey.

Can you please pray for my dad and me and my mom. Our family is having some serious issues that is tearing us apart.

Please also pray for me and my grades
i dont think they are doing very good and my dad is very mad at me cuz of my art grade.

thanks

:)

2005-01-01T22:57:00.000-07:00

It has been a while since I have last posted.
The carpet is nice. My life has relaxed a bit. *grin*
My brother is leaving tomorrow morning to go back to Kentucky. Once there he will get ready for pre-ranger school. I hope he does ok. His shoulder is bothering him and that isnt good to be going into pre-ranger school with.

Tonight my family played Texas Hold'em. It is a very fun game. I lost first though. lol. Oh well. My family got a new video camera so we could film daniel and the family before he left. We filmed an hours worth of our poker game too. Its weird. In all the poker shows, there are people who wear sunglasses. So my dad left the room and my mom, brother, and i ran and got hats and sunglasses and when he came back in the room we were sitting there are serious. Good times *sigh*

Im waking up at 4:30 to go with my family to take my brother to the airport, coming home after he leaves, sleep, and then go to church later. I doubt my parents will go to churchk, but i will definately go.

I went to a New Year's Eve party at my church. One of my friends got really upset and it kinda made me sad. Well. It did make me sad. And then I got lonely.

I wish that I didnt feel lonely all the time. Well...it isnt "all the time" but more often then not. Im glad. I know im not ready for a relationship. Im still quite inmature. I just sit back and just...imagine. Having kids. How i will raise them. How madly inlove i will be with my husband. The cruel pranks i will pull on him. All that romatic juicy stuff. *cough* no. not really. I do have some things I will do to him. Little pranks. But all in love. When it snows...when it snows. Enough said.

Sometimes, i just want to be wrapped up in a big embrace, and to be held, and told that Jesus loves me. Maybe he would even go so far as to sing a song "jesus loves me this i know, for the bible tells me so". Just silly longings for a girl. But my heart aches to be loved like that. I know I will wait.

I know that the longer I wait and am patient, the better it will be. I think I will know when "he" is the right one. Because God will be telling me so. I dont think God would trick me with something that great.

I am talking to a guy right now who found out he has this syndrom that is effecting his heart and that it could kill him. I asked him if he is angry at God and he said no. He doesnt fear death and he knows where he will be when he dies...

Can you say the same?

Its late and i gotta go...night

Carpet!!!!

2004-12-27T15:22:00.000-07:00

well..The carpet is here! We have had 3 guys in our house since about 9:45 ....Good people, they are. The carpet looks nice. Not all the way done tho. but its getting there. I should go ...ill update later. Have a good holiday ppl!

The Kristy Kritter

I have a new blog

2004-12-26T16:37:00.000-07:00

hey, i have a new blog.

its : www.pandaseatbamboo.blogspot.com

I made this because it hurts me to post my depressing posts on here. I decided that I still want to write about them, because it helps clear my mind....but, i want it to be your choice if you want to read about it or not. I will keep both blogs.

I warn you tho. I hold nothing back, no feelings. And like i said, if you want to know...go to that blog...

Im not feeling good. ill ttyl

the kristy kritter

Merry Christ-mas

2004-12-25T01:43:00.000-07:00

Hey all. I hope everyone's christmas is going ok. Mine surely is.

My parents got me a Dell Notebook for my christmas/graduation/birthday/every holiday hereafter present...haha..yeah..ill have it long enough before college to actually know what ill be doing once i get to college...good good times ahead.

What else did i get...

Girly bath stuff...
a new electronic toothbrush (what does this mean?!?)
a mirror to end the years of bad luck (ive had a mirror broken in half for who knows how long..and im just kidding, im not supersticious)
and...a few shirts, and jeans, which are...of course...TOO LONG..ugh! i bet you tall people dont have a problem with this..*sigh*.

And...

so...i got all this neat stuff...from "santa" (sheesh, my parents STILL write SANTA in the FROM space on tags for presents..how ODD!)...and...i was thinking...what gifts can i give away?

i mean...ok
lets start over...at a new angle...

So...I got all this neat stuff...from Jesus...and i was thinking...what gifts can I give back to him?

I always forget about Jesus during Christmas...and the masks...ugh..the masks...

From: sandy
From: mom
From: brother
From: dad
From: tammy

the list goes on and on...when, in actually....they are:

From: Jesus
From: Jesus
From: Jesus
From: Jesus
From: Jesus

And normally, you give gifts to those who you receive gifts from. You receive so many gifts from Jesus, but do you ever give any back?

This year, I want to give back to God. I'm not just talking about tithing. I want to better my relationship with God.
I lose good habits quickly, and pick up bad ones just as fast, im sure most of you can identify with this as well. I find it hard to just sit down and read my bible. Its so horrible, and its one thing that needs work on in my life. That is one gift i will give back to God. I will read my bible more consistently. I know that this will sharpen my sword and will better equip me with the knowlege i need to face the cruel world around me. I want my sword to be long and sharp by the time i go to college.

That is just one thing i want to give back to God. I want to get over my depression phases. My mom talked to our family doctor about it. She said that my mood swings are just too exteme. I want Jesus to be my anntidote. [on a side note-the blood test results came back and i dont have any ulcers; thats the good news. The bad is: i dont know whats wrong with my stomach still. I havent felt any pain since ive been on my medication. but...*sigh*...who knows. :) ]

Hey you guys who are constant readers of my blog. Im praying for ya, thanks for being awesome.

Shawn..You rock my world still and I really miss you. I'm just very glad and honored that God has given me your friendship. Even if you were only here for a short time

Nick...Man...what do i say about you? I dont think you have changed a bit! You still rock and are still an awesome friend. You are always fun to hang out with and I'm gonna miss you a bunch when I got off to college.

Gentle Giant...Nate...you are cool. You have a big heart and I think its awesome God has given you that. I can tell you truely care about certain issues and i can sympathize with you on a couple. Stay strong, strong arm.

Daniel...Im praying for ya buddy. You are way awesome and I want you to know that I'm still here and if you ever wanna play x-box..*cough* well..more specifically ...*cough* halo 2 *cough* just give me a call ;)

Jeremy...In only a short time you have become such an awesome friend to me. You have a huge heart and there is just something about you, the sincerity that i appreciate. I feel that you are a great person to talk about God with and you always have something cool and insightful to say, if not that, then something that will surely make me laugh. God bless, dork.

Kaitlin...You will always be a good friend of mine and i will always be here if you want to talk. We have been on quite the rough road together and I will continue to pray for you. You are such a sweet person and you bring a great big smile to my face. Love ya chica!

If i missed anyone, Im truely sorry. At the time I cant think of anyone who posts comments and reads my blog as these people do...if you want a special singled out encouragment time...then....*wink wink hint hint elbow elbow* post a comment :D

anywho...its late and I need to get going.

Have a Merry Christmas everyone and keep Jesus in mind at all times!

The Kristy Kritter

btw..swing on and be merry ;)

Compassion

2004-12-22T13:48:00.000-07:00

God has given me compassion for others.
Sometimes I really like having compassion...
other times its realy hard.

Like for example...seeing like a kid sister,...a really good friend who is younger than me,
hanging out with the wrong crowd. And I try to help her...tell her that a road such as that is bound for no good. She doesnt get it. When I say I'll pray for her...she says "No, thats ok". It's tough. It's tough to see the people I love around me, turning from God...trading a relationship with God that can bring happyness and fulfillment to the world...and all its pain and suffering for momentary pleasures.

*sigh*

So often I have seen people turn from God. I've seen myself turn from God. Its horrible. I cant manage without Him. I cant breath without him. He is my high, He is my addiction. I love Him so much and it hurts when I cant share that happyness with others. When they dont see that my life is changed because of Him.

Please pray for strength...for me...to handle all this. It makes me sad. I guess it can make alot of ppl sad to know that ppl they love wont accept God.

Man...

*sigh*
im talking to her right now...and im seeing a side of her that...it just hurts...

i didnt know it was THIS bad. Ive known her since she was like..5...or 4....

ive grown up at her house basically...she lives about 5 houses away from me. Im friends with her older sister Tammy. *sigh*

im going now...have a merry christmas

------------

ok..im editing this..adding more on..i just met a guy she knows...and i feel my heart breaking...this guy
is stealing away ANY purity that cherese might have..

this GUY from canada...this GUY who has NO respect for women...who is NOW dating an 18 year old and a 13 year old...same time...it makes me so angry...and CHERESE doesnt care...i wanna cry right now...

i just wish Satan didnt have such a good hold on our society. I wish that the so called christians of today would actually live it...and not just have the title...giving us who REALLY ARE christians a bad reputation. NO WONDER people dont like God...

Im not depressed...not now...My heart just aches because I feel that I cant do anything but watch this 13 year old girl go down this straight and narrow path to destruction.

Something I love about being a christian, is that my path is not straight and narrow one. Its curvy and hilly and I cant see around the next bend until i get there...and I dont know what life is gonna bring me.

I know that sometimes when i go around a bend im gonna meet a terrifying storm head on. And I know that God will be my sheltering canopy that will protect me from the thrashing rain.

Yet, I know that sometimes i will turn the next bend and will head right into a hurricane. I will not see God anywhere. He will still be the canopy over my head. But I wont see it. I will look at the storm and cry out and scream. I will be angry. I will feel abandoned, but the whole time, right above me, is that protecting canopy; sheltering me just enough so that I can handle what the storm gives me. I know God wont give me anything I cant handle.

I know that sometimes when I turn a bend my path will be sunshiny and beautiful...and sometimes, I will see God off in the distance. I will be looking at all the flowers and all the animals and all the beautiful things, and THEN i will see God.

I know that sometimes I will turn a bend and i will again see beautiful surroundings, but God will be skipping there beside me. He will be the first one i see when surrounded by his blessings.

Right now...I feel im in that storm, I see and recognize God as my sheltering canopy. Yet...I can also see the next bend. I pray its a sunshiny path, and that God will be the first one I see as I skip down the path of his blessings.

This is me and now im blogging gasp

2004-12-20T18:20:00.000-07:00

Welcome back!
Thanks!
No problem!
Are you a skitzo?
Of course not? Why do you ask?
I dont know.

oh my..im sorry...i feel stupid now..
ahaha

So...lets talk about christmas. Its what you make it...you can make it a memorable experience, or you can wallow in self pitty. I have decided to make it a good one. Even though there are a few things I wish could be different, I know they could be alot worse as well. :)

I think God is so awesome. Everytime I think he has abandoned me, its me who has been neglecting the friendship. And it seems like after a time of rain...(let me explain...in our life, it can rain alot...rain sadness, depression, fear, etc...) in these times, you can either turn to God and let him hold you and cradle you and whisper in your ear that he loves you...or you can try to take on the storm by yourself. I try to let the rain drive me closer to God. I wouldnt trade it for anything because its the rain that causes me to run to God. Yay.

we wish you a jeremerry christmas
we wish you a jeremerry christmas
we wish you a jeremerry christmas
and a grand ol new year

good hoodies we bring, to jeremey our...

our...

king (step lower than Jesus of course)

good track pants for christmas and a good nfl new year...

now bring us some jeremy pudding now bring us some jeremy pudding now briiiiiiiiing us some jeremy pudding, and a cup of good beer *just kidding haha*

we wont go until jer gets some
we wont go until jer gets some
we WONT go until jer gets some
so bring some right here...no...right HERE...right HERE dang it!

we wish you a jeremerry christmas
we wish you a jeremerry christmas
we wish you a jeremerry christmas
and a grand ol new year!

that was a lets-spoil-jer-with-a-song moment. haha..you just wait...the rest of you guys are next! muhahahaha

so...jeremerry christmas to all, and to all a bud lite *again, im so kidding*

Swing on and be jeremerry!

the Kristy Kritter

update on doc appointment

2004-12-16T16:17:00.000-07:00

I just got back...First I went to Doctor Golden and he listened to my tummy and my back and my heart and felt my tummy.

He left and came back with some boxes of medicine and told me to take one a day. Then he said that i need to go to the hospital to have some blood samples done to see if i have any ulcers. So I left and went to my mom's work accross the street and gave her the update and then we went to the hospital and ok...i totally fast forwared quick through details...

now for trauma

We quietly walked into the lab. Looked around, and walked to the front window desk thing. A moment later my mother and I was taken back into the lab. We went into this cubical thing and i sat in a chair and put my arm on this rest thing. Sheila [the lab personage] felt my arm...trying to find the pulse....and then wiped it with some alcohol and then GOT OUT THE NEEDLE

OH LORD IN HEAVEN

Tears come to my eyes as i reflect on the tramatic experience...Thankyou thankyou for your sympathy. *takes deep breath before going on*

she took this pipe and gently put it to my skin...trying to fool me...she did...i thought she would be gentle...the next thing i knew...she rammed the whale of a pipe into my vain

lord in heaven ! ahhhhhh....

But...i sat there with mouth agape...unable to utter a sound....*stiffles a cry* and blood started squirting in a tube...MY BLOOD ..ahhhhhhhhhhhhh. Lordy lordy. And then she pulled a tube out of the needle..i mean...whale pipe...and put another one in ...thats like...2 tubes of MY BLOOD. *sigh*...and then she pulled the whale pipe out and put a cotton ball on it...then told me to hold it...as she was writing my name on the tubes..i peeked at the hole...Sheila said "dont peek" so...i stopped peeking.

She said...you gotta keep this on for a half an hour...and oh woe is me...my mom took me back to her work so i could get in my truck...and i bent my arm up and the tape and cotton came loose...so...i guess i cut the time by 15-20

oops

oh well...ill get a lovely bruise is all...

anywho...i hope i hear back soon...im anxious to see if im gonna die soon or what...anywho...

till next time

Swing on and be merry
-The Kristy Kritter

doing better ish

2004-12-16T13:31:00.000-07:00

Hey guys...im in better spirits and am kinda getting over my self pity phase...thanks for the prayers :)

But there is one problem right now..

Im having stomach problems...like a pain..and ive had it for about a year now..comes off and on and can be frequent at times...but...yeah..

its come back and thats not cool..ive never had a doc check it out..so im gonna see if i can have that done and ill update about it...i hope it isnt an ulcer or anything
welp
ill talk at you fine folks later
swing on and be merry

50's dancing and poodle skirts

2004-12-14T23:14:00.001-07:00

Hey all, Lifes been hard lately...and im trying to be positive...I just pray God can help me... I thank you all for your prayers, and Jeremy, thanks for all the amazing posts you write, they really do help me alot. Knowing that a young...*cough* let me repeat YOUNG...[meaning 22 isnt old] with problems of his own could be such an awesome inspiration in at least one persons life...you have influenced alot of people...keep it up preacher boy.

*sigh*
but...
i dont know..
im trying... im trying...I will try to walk into my house and stand strong against the horrible vibe of stressfullness...even when things might be going ok. because of all the drama...i cant help but feel the walls scream of the past and of the depression the house holds.

I was so happy tonight... and now im not i like to read when im in a bad mood

im reading Ann of the Green Gables..right now...its a very good series...it helps me relax a great deal....

*sigh* and i did a cool picture of spider man on scrach art paper

.. um... tonight me and my friend linnea decided that for the Winter Wonderland New Years Eve Party that we are gonna wear poodle skirts and dance 50's ish all night long ...it will be a grand time. Im excited to have a bosom friend...[im sorry, ann of green gables is having an effect on me *sigh*] bosom means best friend...i want a best friend so badly...maybe she can be it...i hope so... anywho...bye swing on and be merry

2004-12-14T23:14:00.000-07:00

Here is my scratch art picture i did of SPIDER-MAN i like it alot... :)

Vent

2004-12-10T13:15:00.000-07:00

Could you guys pray for me?

Lately my mood has been horrible...ive neglected awesome friendships and am snappy. I have been late to some classes lately...and im just really really really reall let me emphasize on REALLY sick of my family life.

We are remodeling and there is so much pressure and tension.

I hate it

My brother is comeing home for the first time in one year because he has been in the army and that will be the 18th.

We wont have the house done by then..

The carpet comes on the 27th..
that is AFTER christmas..
which really really really really really sucks

my christmas is like
what christmas?

and my dad needs to pull the stick from his butt and open his eyes and see how much he is hurting my mom and i with his stupid attitude all the time

"oh dear...a huge load of pressure has been lifted from our shoulders now that the carpet has been delayed" says my mom

id rather live in a dump and have on fire christian parents then where i am now

Id rather feel unconditional love...

I told a friend of mine to stop saying i love you every time i had to leave on msn...

why?

because i feel uncomfortable because im not used to being told "i love you" everysingle day...

he says "does that include your parents?"

i say yes.

so...here is my huge rant...

i just need to let go of this...

thanks for partaking in the joy of reading my venting..

swing on and be merry

the kristy kritter

-lost-

2004-12-07T17:15:00.000-07:00

Hey readers...

I dont usually do links to other ppl stuff to make you have to go and read it and then know what im talking about, but today is an exception...I apologize for doing this, cuz i sure dont like going to someones blog and just seeng like every post a link to someone elses. Thanks.

Ive been thinking about what a fellow blogger posted. His blog is : http://jeremysawatzky.blogspot.com/

The 2 posts im thinking of are the sheep and the goats & do i really believe the bible is true?

-stop now and read his posts or skim them, then continue, thankyou for your cooperation ;) -

I guess the essense of his posts are: Are we really christians if we dont live it? I'm not sure if that was the message he was intending to get across, but that is sorta how i interpreted it. I really respect this young man and find that he has a gift for insightful writing. But...I'm just troubled about what he has posted in the past few days. In a way, i feel a bit offended. Taken aback. But, as I think deep into it, I think it's just my rebellious side not wanting to accept what he is saying. I'm feeling doubt. I dont know how to explain...but...yeah... I dont know what to think it exactly...I know I love God. I love Jesus so much and am so thankful. But, I dont help the homeless; I hardley ever befriend the lonely outcast; I am selfish with my money and am often unwise with it. Does this mean that I dont love Jesus? Because I'm not being a good christian...not living the life Jesus wants me to...Am I building a wall around myself?

I guess Im just really confused right now. Thanks for reading my rants.

The Kristy Kritter

Midnight Thoughts

2004-12-02T17:07:00.000-07:00

I love Jesus so much.

Whoever agreed with the above statement, please listen up.

As I was lying in bed last night, I decided to pray. Now yes I pray more often, but I usually just pray to myself in silence. I find that when I do that though, I lose focus very easily and my mind wanders. Last night I wanted to pray a really good prayer. So I began aloud. I even threw in an Irish accent because it helped keep my thoughts flowing cuz I wanted to hear myself talk *blush* any who, so I was praying for general things at first, but then I started going deeper. I began thinking of Jesus and how he prayed in the garden of Gethsemane.

Picture this:

Jesus is praying go God the Father. [Going a little farther, he fell with his face to the ground and prayed, "My Father, if it is possible, may this cup be taken from me. Yet not as I will, but as you will." ] Matthew 26:39.

Think of why Jesus must have been thinking this.
Here he is. He knows what will happen of course. You knew that. But think deeper. Jesus is God. God is omniscient and omnipotent. Jesus is God. Jesus is omniscient and omnipotent. Picture Jesus being flogged. Jesus is probably covering his face so that the cat of nine tails won’t rip his eye balls out. He is coving himself, therefore he probably can’t see.
Ya with me?
Jesus knew the very second he would be whipped with such a horrible tool of torment. The very second. He knew how the shards of glass or bone would be embedded into his flesh and t hen violently ripped out taking pieces of meaty flesh with each shard.

Can you imagine the fear that Jesus felt while praying in the garden? The Fear; loneliness because he knew that his closest followers would betray him in less then 24 hours; Overwhelmed because of the huge weight on his shoulders. Jesus was beaten beyond belief, yet he still carried a large cross on his shoulders and stumbled up a hill. The pain he felt must have been immense.

All this was going through my mind. I prayed aloud telling Jesus that I loved him and thank him and I could picture myself in the garden with him and hugging him and crying with him. While this image played in my mind, I continued to pray about how thankful I was. How thankful I was that I can live because he died.

Then my thoughts began to shift.
I began thinking of my bad habits and sinful life. Guilt overcame me. The image of me crying and hugging Jesus turned to me watching Jesus crying out to God. I know what’s going to happen to Jesus, just as he himself knew. But instead of going to hung him I laugh, spit, and mock him. I am just like those who hated Jesus and crucified.

He gave his life for me, as he did for you. He endured his flesh being SHREDDED for me, as he did for you. He gave the FREE gift of eternal life. So this brought several questions to the surface of my mind. If I love Christ so much and am so thankful, why do I act like a Roman guard? Why do I continue to go on with sins that I am so ashamed of and know they are wrong, yet because of my selfishness, I continue to do them? What am I doing with the life he gave me? He so willingly endured immense pain and suffering just for me. Just for you. Are you respecting that gift? Can you, with a clean conscious walk up to Christ and offer your shoulder for him to cry on as I imagined myself doing with Christ in the garden? Or will you mock his free gift even after receiving it?

My Wonderful Past

2004-11-29T20:55:00.000-07:00

Ok. So to start off with, I will tell you all about 2 great youth retreats that I miss very very very very very much.
This was when I used to go to my old church. It was Southern Baptist. So every year we had 2 youth retreats that were very much like each other.

One was called Sonfest.
Sonfest is during the weekend like...around August 8th. Usually like the 1st or 2nd week in August. This event was very very very special to me. I miss it very much. What would happen is my youth group, or everyone who signed up, would leave to go 3 hours to Salt Lake City in Utah. We left like...noonish on Friday.

We would get there in SLC and go to our hotel and chill out. Drop off our bags and do nothing. Then we would hop into the grand van and go to this wonderful convention center. Park in the parking garage, and until the convention worship time started that night, we would go to the mall next door. It was very enjoyable. We would just bum around there. The mall was huge and it brought smiles to everyone's face. Recently though. Like a couple years ago, they tore down the mall and this saddened the youth greatly. Anywho. Later that evening, we would all walk across the street to go to the convention center. We would try to be early so we could actually get decent seats. The hall sat about 1200 kids and one year it was packed. It was totally awesome.

Anywho...So we would be seated and then the awesome worship band would come up. I love the worship time of any event. It is a time that I can totally connect with God and I enjoy it greatly. A guy named Joel Engle got up with his band and preformed for us. It was awesome. He is very very good and we worshiped for a great deal of the night. I think the worship time starts at like...7. After we are all touched and so excited. An awesome speaker comes out. The only speaker I remember from this Sonfest annual event is David Nasser. He rocks. There was actually this Scott dude...and Crystal...I guess I remember more than one eh? But...The one I REALLY remember is David Nasser. He is the guy that came to America so their family wouldn’t be killed by the government. Well...So...the speaker gets up and talks for a great deal of time and its awesome. Then the worship band comes back out. During all this, there might actually be like a youth group who does a skit or something. I remember one year a group did a silent acting thing to "hands and feet" by audio adrenaline. It was special. They had the stage dark and black lights out. And they were all dressed in black...but had white shoes and gloves on. It was awesome. Yay!

Anywho. That was Friday night. Then at like 10:30-11 it would end and we would go back to our hotel and chill out and then sleep. Then we would wake up on Saturday, go have a mini chapel time thing...then we would go to an amusement park called Lagoon { I wuv it } We would spend all day here and leave whenever your own youth group wanted to go. The whole guy incharge of Sonfest is Herb Jones. We got free tee-shirts and on the back it said "I agree with Herbie" While at Lagoon, people would see all these young people wearing the same shirt, so they would ask us what it is all about...That was an awesome opportunity to share Jesus with people. We agree with Herbie that Jesus is God and that he is the only way to attain free Salvation. ETC...
IT WAS AWESOME...

So Saturday would be a fun filled day.

Then on Sunday we would have another chapel time after breakfast. Afterwards we would all be sad because we would have to go back home.
The second event of the year would be called Ski-and-Share. S&S is a WHOLE LOT like Sonfest, but there are not as many people there at all. A lot smaller. It's also in the middle of March. It's held in Burley, Idaho. About 2 hours away from where I live. The main difference is that instead there is a lot of snow and no amusement park nearby. So!!!! WE GO SNOWBOARDING AND skiiing. bleh. bad memories. It's so much fun. I love these two events so much and I think that they are one of the things that I miss most about Calvary. *sigh*

We actually had a bad issue happen on one year at Sonfest...A problem with Cliques and Shawn, the youth pastor, got really mad at us.

The next year we started a summer camp. It was fun. We didn’t get to see the camp pastor till we got there. We went to Living Waters Ranch. It was special. Very hot tho. I remember the first year while we were going there...when we were like basically there...about to turn onto the drive...we saw a "bum" walking along the street. Some comments were made.

"Dude! lets go take his Booze!"
"Isn't it a bit warm to be dressed like that?"

Silly comments. Stereotypical comments.

Anyways. We pull into the ranch and then we unload our luggage into our cabin things. Like luxury resort cabins. haha. We had dinner. The Bum wandered down the road and into the ranch and some girls went and gave him some food. Other than that, I think there was no nice gestures made toward this homeless man. After dinner we bummed around and then went to the Chapel room. We waited a while for the camp pastor to show up. Shawn told us he hadn't arrived yet. We didn’t know what he looked like or anything so we couldn’t tell if we've seen him or not. It was kinda frustrating cuz we were suppose to be getting on our way but Tony wasn’t anywhere. A while into the chapel thing...still waiting, shawn goes outside...then he brings in the homeless man. We were kinda shocked...we didn’t know what to do. Our camp pastor was no where to be seen and instead we get this guy!?!?! Soooo...oh well..

Shawn then proceeds to speak...

"I thought that, while we were waiting for Tony, we could let this man say a few words about today."

The man was really shy and he was gonna leave. He contemplated that for a second...and then came back in a bit...he didn’t go to the stage, that would have made him feel way too uncomfortable. So he just stood on the sidelines and spoke...

"I...I just..wanted ter say..tanks for ta food. It was good. Tanks. Um..." He then started to walk to the front of the room and we just kinda looked at him with puzzled expressions.

"Um. Not a lot of people showed a lot of kindness today. A lot of people glared and sneered." He started to walk down the center isle. Gradually his back started straightening, like he found a new strengh hidden deep within him. He threw off his hat...

then we got it...

He began speaking again, "Hi...my name is Tony"

I think that everyone was pretty shocked. This man that we sneered at. Made jokes about...was our camp pastor. We were amazed and ashamed. He taught us a valuable lesson that day. We judged this man before we had heard one word out of his mouth. We do that to so many people these days. We judge the guys with liberty spikes. We judge so many people. Yes, more often then not you will find that a guy with pericings, liberty spikes, black clothes, most likely doenst have a relationship with Christ, but that doesnt mean that they aren't out there. Yes...But what about the homeless man. We assume that all homeless men have alcohol problems or whatnot. It's sad. I hope that the next time I encounter someone who needs help, who is always so often mistaken for the wrong, I hope that I will be different then how the world is. I hope to be Christ-like to them...

Anywho. I had quite the eventful youth at my other church and its just...so different now that I'm going to this new church. I love it though. Instead of it being about fun and games, it is about God. I love that.

Swing on and be merry

Kristy Kritter

Another Day

2004-11-29T19:32:00.000-07:00

At school I have 4 classes/day. My last class on my B day is US Government. My teacher is awesome. I love the actual class. But...one guy inparticular likes to mess that up.

I just wish that more people at my school knew Jesus.

I think one of my downfalls is jealousy. Im jealous of my friends with the awesome godly parents...I'm jealous that at like the other school's in town there is like a group of on fire christians..

there to support and encourage each other.

hmmm...

ok..enough with the depressing issue...Let's find out how God has been blessing Kristy's life as of late.

God has given me awesome friends. I thank him for giving him the people he has. My friends have such a huge impact on me, for better or for worse. And at this time, it seems things are doing great. It seems like God is always showing me things through the friends that I meet. Thought provoking issues that challenge my faith. You know who you are. Thanks.

Anywho...My mind just went 100% blank...shucks...ok...

swing on and be merry

2004-11-28T23:59:00.000-07:00

Have you ever had a song that you could listen to hours on end in total peace and harmony?
A song that could bring tears to your eyes every time you heard its sweet tender notes?
Your heart soars above the sunset clouds...

every worry
every pain
every hurt
every depressed thought
is gone
every crack satan could seep through is closed

Stumble After You

would i smile if i was broken?
would i dance on crippled feet?
would i fall too far behind again
or run a race i know i cant complete?

would i give if i had nothing
or would i love the ugly in me?
would i try so hard to be so strong
when i know that all i am is weak?
all i am is weak.

would i clench my fist?
fall down and scream,
at all i cannot do?
or dry my eyes and crawl back to my feet
and stumble after you?

would i grin in my embarrassment?
would i laugh when the joke is me?
could i look you in the eyes still
when my crippled legs are all that i can see?
all that i can see.

would i clench my fist?
fall down and scream
at all i cannot do?
or dry my eyes and crawsl back to my feet
and stumble after you?

so take my hands if they wont give
and take my life so i can lift you.
take my eyes if they're on me
and take my heart and make it bleed.

so take all this
up to a hill
and crucify the king of my will
til all i have
runs down my face
and im a wretch whose drowning in your grace

would i clench my fist?
fall down and scream
at all i cannot do?
or dry my eyes and crawl back to my feet
and stumble after you?

-All Weather Human

Pay attention to Detail

2004-11-27T23:18:00.000-07:00

Ya know what...

I thought of something and im sorry if im slow and everyone who reads this blog already has come to this conclusion...but...i ...really...dont...care...

The reason why so many christians dont want be happy all the time and be positive and love everyone, is because everytime you are happy to someone, you take the risk of adding drama into your life. Some people hate extra stress.

If im happy and nice to every guy...i have that chance of them liking me more then they should. And sometimes I will simply just act devilish and crappy to avoid the attention. But I know that Christ wouldnt act devilish...So...if i continue acting positive, encouraging, uplifting to these fellows...i then have to go into the speel of letting them down...breaking their poor little hearts...and telling them that they need to stop thinking of me.

I know you think im utterly nuts now. Im sitting here with the most serious look on my face, and I can honestly tell you right now that I am definently not the happiest girl in the world at this moment.

There are some guys who tend to like me. And it hurts. Why? Because I dont want them liking me, when they should be keeping themselves pure for their future wife. Them liking me unneccesarly without hardly knowing me just adds that next comparrison against their future spouse. Please stay with me. Its very hard. Because the lonely side of me likes the attention. For a girl who loves "love" so much. Loves the thought of love. Loves being loved. Loves dreaming about the day she will meet the perfect man for her who will sweep her up into his arms and carry her away into the sunset. But...for as much as i want that. For as much as i love it when I feel loved...I dont want anything to come between me and Jesus.

Even now I want to delete that last sentence in the above paragraph. Why? Because I'm afraid. Im afraid its so true. Am I really willing to sacrifice this? Am I willing to sacrifice the approval of men to satisfy my momentary loneliness?

Even now...its hard to answer...but...

Yes...I would sacrifice it if it means I could better my relationship with Christ...

I simply say to myself...The longer I wait for Prince Charming, the better it will be. The better the happily ever after will be. The longer I wait for him, the longer time i have to get closer to my God. Will I ever really be ready for true commitment? I guess I will have to wait and see what kind of woman God shapes me to be. I'm still waiting for that one guy who will challenge my relationship with Christ. Challenge me to grow as I have never grown before. A guy who I can see genuine concern in regards to my relationship with Christ and if its doing ok or not. And when I lie, he sees, and keeps at it. Helping me. Will I ever encounter him? Yes, I have had some awesome friends. I thank God for them. They know who they are. But I have yet to be challenged to take a leap of faith as I have never done before. All for the goodness of Christ.

Im sure you are in the dark, as I am right now. I feel as though my thoughts are so unclear and Im almost certain that there is confusion...I'm so scrambled right now. I want true love so much. I know Christ will give me the desires of my heart, but only if my heart is right. I guess I just must simply have patience. Keep striving to live like Christ. Keep encouraging. Face those dramas. Dont be so down. Be up. Be glad that Christ has given me another day to breath in his creation of beauty. A friend of mine has also commented about being lonely...I know how it feels, yes...I know I'm not as old...but...God made humans out of love. Love is in our being. Love is in the core of who I am.

I love Christ so much. I'm so glad that I get to even write this. Im so thankful that He has blessed me with my family. It hurts to say that because I am very bitter at my family. But, there are so many families out there who are in worse conditions. But my dad has really taught me valuable lessons for life. One I will always remember, and teach my own children, is to pay attention to detail. This lesson started out during a math homework assingment in which i was having a hard time. My dad saw that I wasnt paying attention to the negative signs with all the intergers. That simple comment he rammed into my brain "pay attention to detail" has stuck with me in so many different situations.

I really dont know why i just said that...but...oh well...lesson of the day

Pay attention to detail!

anywho...I guess I should just turn back to God and get rid of these silly ideas...Stop being lonely...be thankful...and live a life that would glorify God...

Thanks to those of you who dont think im totally nuts by now...but if you do...I love you anyways.

Swing on and be merry

Krispy Kritter

2004-11-27T22:58:00.000-07:00

This is my friend Keilah Orr who is now Keilah Swenson. She married Cecil today and im really excited for them, but sorta sad she is moving away.

Response Blog

2004-11-26T22:25:00.000-07:00

Hey...this is gonna be one of those response blogs k?

I would like to know what you christian men and women think of Lust...

Good, bad...how to avoid it...where can you draw the line...etc...
Id appreciate some comments...thanks!

Kristy

2004-11-24T20:46:00.000-07:00

not too much later then my last post...
um...Instead of the floor being torn apart, its the family.
um...yeah...my dad is overwhelmed, my mom is overwhelmed, im overwhelmed...we are now going to replace our floor...like...the boards underneath the linolium...and...we cant afford it...but...we dont know what else to do...ok...bye

Dept [for lack of a better word]

2004-11-24T20:45:00.000-07:00

Right now my family is doing reconstruction and remodeling in our house. At the moment we are tearing up our linolium in our kitchen and yet another obstacle is in our way. We are finding water damage under the linolium. At least the linolium there is coming up fairly easy, yet in other parts its very very difficult to get up. These problems are just adding to my parent's stress and my family REALLY doesnt need that right now. My mom wants the house done by the time my brother comes home from the army on the 18th of next month. My dad has a million and one projects he needs to do and im sure he is VERY overwhelmed. Please pray for God to just step in and take away some of the stress that is on my family right now.

2004-11-22T23:45:00.000-07:00

Last picture! This is one of my favorite paintings that I've done!

2004-11-22T23:44:00.000-07:00

Guess who this is!

2004-11-22T23:43:00.000-07:00

Here is a sideways picture of an eagle I drew on a poster board

2004-11-22T23:41:00.001-07:00

waterfall

2004-11-22T23:41:00.000-07:00

This is just a cool picture of Mesa Falls.. (dont you love how im turning my blog into a picture gallery, Someone should show me the right way to go about doing this WINK WINK)

2004-11-22T23:40:00.000-07:00

I took this picture while at Harriman St. Park last year...check out the reflection

2004-11-22T23:37:00.001-07:00

OOOO im so giddy!

2004-11-22T23:37:00.000-07:00

I LOVE this picture!

2004-11-22T23:36:00.000-07:00

Ok, im a cloud fanatic...here are some pictures of some beautiful clouds i saw :)

2004-11-22T23:35:00.000-07:00

This is my brother Daniel who is in the army right now.

2004-11-22T23:34:00.000-07:00

I took this picture standing right below a huge cylinder aquarium that was out infront of the restuarant in the mall

2004-11-22T23:33:00.000-07:00

This was me standing right by the glass

2004-11-22T23:31:00.000-07:00

This is where I ate in Tennessee...There was like a 20,000 gallon aquarium there...as you can see a part of it. It ROCKED!

My dad is home!

2004-11-22T23:04:00.000-07:00

Yessiree bob, my father is home.
You ask, "Oh Kristy, you failed to mention he left"
I know I know. I did. But...that doesnt matter! He's back! Ok...Let's rewind a bit. My dad recently switched jobs..sorta...he works at a nuclear power plant, and he just moved to a new facility there, working on different things. He is actually making space batteries for NASA now. Cool eh? suki! Ok...so he had to go to Philadelphia for some training and he got back today. I can't say that the time without him has been the best, cuz I did have to paint some walls in my house. I love painting, just not THAT kinda painting. Ok...SO yeah...He got me a Liberty bell beanie baby. *shrugs* has a picture of the bell on its tummy; a philadelphia shirt; and this nifty strobe light key chain thing that drives my dog NUTS! It's great fun getting my dog all paranoid like that. *sigh* hah...ok...so today i went to school and had a GREAT TIME. No, Im kidding. It was alright tho. I did aok on my Government test which was e-a-s-y. And economics was grand as usual, very simple, like to play on the computer there in that class. English...ah...english...you guys read Macbeth before? Well, I begin my journey through that historical tale of the Scottish Macbeth. I really know nothing about it, cept...its a scottish shakespearian play. *shrugs* Maybe I'll update on it later when I know what I'm talking about. And college preparation was *sigh* boring. We watched a video on a guy giving a talk about getting by in college and study tips and blah blah...moving on. I got home, went to the Chiropractor again. I sat in his massage chair and....ouch! is all i gotta say about that. Well...no not really. I'll elaborate. It doesn't feel to good with big knobs jabbing into the most sensitive parts of your back. Do you recall my post about ultimate frisbee. Yeah. I'm still a bit sore from that, and feeling those "oh so relaxing" knobs digging, and poking, and kneeding my back really set me on edge for a bit. And then Adam (my chiropractic dude) did the normal poping my neck and back, and i left. Came home. Dont remember what I did. How swell. Oh well. Watched the $25 Million Hoax. Dad came home...played the piano for about 45 min...then...bam...here I am. Ok...maybe I should think about not elaborating on my day so much. Dont wanna put you guys to sleep. Ha...ok...Maybe I'll think of something inspiring for next time. Welp...
Swing on and be merry!
Kristy

Ultimate Frisbee

2004-11-20T21:29:00.000-07:00

I think that this game is the best. Holy Moses. I love it so much. Nowadays it is starting to get a bit nippy on saturday afternoons and it gets harder. Once your fingers get cold it really hurts if you catch the frisbee not exactly right. Last week was pretty bad. One of my friends, Dustin, blocked a frisbee at point blank range; like RIGHT infront of the person throwing it. It was a hard throw and it looked like it really hurt. + it was really cold and that makes the sting last a whole lot longer.
Anywho, today was a lot better because it wasnt as nippy cept when it was getting later in the afternoon when the sun started going down. It did start snowing actually, it was really awesome...the sun was shining and it was snowing...there was just a random cloud above us that snowed..heh...didnt last long at all though. I collided with a guy name John who is pretty big and somehow he scraped my lower left calf and above my right knee. I have scrapes and bruises. It was pretty wicked awesome today. Very fun. John Bass also collided with me and my whole left side hurt for a while. G2G now.
Swing on and be merry
_-Twisty-_

THANKYOU

2004-11-20T21:20:00.000-07:00

ahhh! sooki! Thanks!

I wuv you Shawn!

The Storm Of My Life

2004-11-20T01:43:00.000-07:00

The Seas surge; unfearing and feirce.
Waves crash against the walls of my emotions.
I try so hard to stand strong.
My wall is breaking down. NO!
Adrenaline rushes through my vains as I bitterly attempt to make my barrier stronger.
I will not break down.
I will not give up.
I will not let...it...in.
Panich rushes through me as hope vanishes and my walls crumble after yet another wave hurles itself at my precious boundary of comfort. My life seems in even more distraught then before the Storm. After a while the Storm clears, but my life is nothing as it once was.

It's so different.

I stand back and look at what has happened. I had so much trash and garbage behind my walls.

Now it's gone.

The Sea swept my life clean. The Sea now holds all of the things that I once guarded with my life; the garbage that I held so close to my heart. Although the Sea holds all the garbage of my life, it is starkingly beautiful. I never noticed how beautiful it was. It always just seemed like the bad guy who wanted to ruin my comfort; crashing endlessly against my walls, wanting desparately to come in, to break me, and clean me. But the Storm is no villin. The Storm is my Savior. Saving me from myself. Jesus Christ is the most beautiful Storm of my life.

Shawn, HELP

2004-11-18T23:18:00.000-07:00

Shawn, you are gonna have to help me with getting my picture on my profile. IM SO DENSE AND I JUST CANT DO IT ON MY OWN! ok...thanks Shawn...bye

Twisted Twisty

2004-11-18T22:52:00.000-07:00

This is me as of not too long ago

back to my life

2004-11-18T20:21:00.000-07:00

So i decided to write a post concerning my life instead of some crazy deep inspirational preaching message, sheesh, who would want to read those...[i was SO sarcastic with that comment, so i am sorry if i confused any of you simple minded ppl out there]

Ok...So im going to the [takes deep breath while about to attempt to spell the following word] chyropractor [notices that i killed the word, forgets it, and moves on] again tomorrow.
For some odd reason, a bone in my upper spine keeps popping when i straighten my back. I went to the chiropractor..er...last monday and it was very...er...interesting...so...this is how it went:

So I slowly tred behind my mother into the office that once was a garage of this man's house. After my mom fills out a paper we go into one of the two separate rooms. He tells me to lay down face down on the bed thingy. He then sorta massages my back...pressing on my knots [which I assure you, didnt feel all too well] after finding all the tight muscles, he places some muscle er...relaxers on them. Pads that pulse electrons into my muscle...it was...a very interesting experience. After that he tells me to flip on my back and then he massages my neck. While in the splendor of heaven I vaguely notice him tilt my head to the right, tilt it up slightly and...SNAAAAAAAAAP....My eyes widen as i hear my neck make like...15 loud cracks as he cranks it to the side. He proceeds to do the same to the other side.
Then he comes around the bed and tells me to cross my arms across my chest then he hugs me and has his hands clenched in a ball under me then he rolls me over them. CRACK CRACK CRACK, I hear. He proceeds to do the same thing a little but up my back. After that he backs away and then tells me of some stretches i can do to help my posture. And says, "If your back continues to bother you, we might have to get more aggressive with it" ...Then I tune out and think to myself "Aggressive with it?!?! AGRESSIVE WITH IT?!?!"

So that is how my meeting went...and I get to go through it all over agian tomorrow! yay!

So what else is going on in my life?

Im listening to a friend freak out on the mic...being totally weird. But I guess thats not part of my life.

So...Some friends just irritate me sometimes. I'll pray for them and I hope that they turn to God and seek his will and advice. It hurts to see friends try to do things on their own and not follow God.

It is very hard hanging out with someone at school who has no love for Christ. Sure she has religion on the weekends, but she isnt seeking after God. Today she called a bunch of kids stupid and morons. I dont say that anymore. I have more sensitivity. If I wont say it to their face, I wont say it at all. So that is pretty hard.

There are some really discusting guys in my gov't class. I just see things that I never wanted to see and I am disturbed. I hope they find Jesus some day.

Anywho. I guess I'll jet now.

Swing on and be merry

Twisty

2004-11-17T16:00:00.000-07:00

So I was reading the wonderful book of John today at school. John chapters 13-15 actually. (very good reading, i assure you).

At the end of chapter 13 it speaks of Peter's Denial. For those of you who can't quite grasp where I'm coming from...I'll post it...

When he was gone, Jesus said, "Now is the Son of Man glorified and God is glorfied in him. If God is glorified in him, God will glorify the Son in himslef, and will glorify him at once.
"My children, I will be with you only a little longer. You will look for me, and just as I told the Jews, so I tell you now: Where I am going, you cannot come.
"A new command I give you: Love one another. As I have loved you, so you must love one another. By this all men will know that you are my disciples, if you love one another."
Simon Peter asked him, "Lord, where are you going?"
Jesus replied, "Where I am going, you cannot follow now, but you will follow later."
Peter asked, "Lord, why can't I follow you now? I will lay down my life for you."
Then Jesus answered, "Will you really lay down your life for me? I tell you the truth, before the rooster crows, you will disown me three times!"

It's sad how much we are like Simon Peter & how when the opportune moment arrises, we don't stand up for our God. Our Father. Do you stand up for members in your family when someone speaks poorly of them?

A friend of mine saw the picture of my brother in uniform in my truck and said, "Sheesh, he looks ugly". I didn't just let it slide by as though she had said nothing. I stood up for my brother. I told her that he looks good and he is serving our country and there is nothing wrong with him etc. So, why then is it so hard to stand up for Christ?

"Whosoever therefore would be a friend of the world maketh himself an enemy of God." James 4:4

2004-11-02T22:43:00.000-07:00

My 2 cents for the day

John 3:30 says "He must become greater; I must become less." NIV.

As christians, we must take this verse very seriously. We must put God above all else. I know this sounds very...very churchy. We are always told that we should put God first and foremost and top priority. But why dont we? Why do we hold on to our selfish ways and continue to try to do things on our own when we fail time and time again. Faith. It takes faith in God that He will provide you with what you need.

He must become greater; I must become less. This takes a great deal of humbleness, brokeness, and surrender. To realize that you in no way will ever be as powerful as God. And to just hand God the pen of your life and let Him write your life story. To entrust him fully with your life. He won't be a big bully and torture you. God is about Love and relationships. He loves us with all of His heart. A good parent won't punish their child for no valid reason. It's the same with God. Yet, He has great mercy on us. Mercy is not giving us what we deserve. We deserve to burn in the very pits of hell. But no...God gave us a way out of that destination.

Here is a story some of you might recognize.

ok...first off...hypthetical situation...its a little far fetched...but bare with me.
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A horrible plague spread through the USA. Town by town became infected and those who were infected would die within days. Because this virus was so new, a cure hadn't yet been discovered. Doctors and scientist believed that because of the complexity of the virus, that the idea of even getting on the right track to finding a cure was very impossible. They thought that even if they did find a cure, it would be too late and everyone would be infected with the virus. None-the-less they didn't give up hope and fought on to find a cure.
As the virus slowly spread the doctors made a shocking discovery of a certain blood type could kill the virus so many suffered from. Immediately a search went out for anyone with this rare blood type. In every city people were required to go to the hospital to have tests taken.
A family of 3 left their quiet home one Monday morning to go to the hospital to have tests taken although they werent even quite sure what was going on. The Father grabbed the hand of his 7 year old Son and the Mother on the other side of the young boy. Together they entered the double doors of the local hospital. The Father, Mother, and Son went with separate doctors to have their tests done. After an hour the Mother was finished and waited for the other 2 members of her family to finish up. A few minutes later the Father walked out of the double doors leading to the waiting room. Together the Mother and Father waited for their Son. After an additional hour a doctor slowly came out of the double doors that both the Mother and Father had previously came out of an hour before. Something about him confused both the Mother and Father. He looked excited, yet sad. Kinda of a slow motion joy. Not even the doctor could fully comprehend the miracle he just discoverd.
"I assume you are John's parents", he said as he stopped infront of the Mother and Father.
"Yes. Is something wrong with our Son?", the Father said with anxiety in his voice.
"I...I don't believe so, sir." The doc said slowly, "Sir, Your son carries the right blood type to cure this horrible virus that has plagued our nation."
"That's wonderful!" both Mother and Father exlaimed.
"Um. There is one problem,"the doctor began, "the cure requires blood to be extracted from the body."
"Sure, take as much as you need. When can I expect to take my Son home." Mother said as the thought that a cure will finally be able to be made.
"Mam...Your Son is so young. We would need all of His blood." the doctor said looking down.
A silence followed. The doctor let the words sink in and then spoke once again.
"It is your choice. It is a huge sacrifice. It would save the nation and prevent it from spreading if we could make the vaccine. But it is all up to you. I'll let you think about it."
With that he left the waiting area. The Father and Mother thought long and hard and decided that they were willing to sacrifice their Son to save the lives of the rest of the nation.
Later the doctor came back with the Son. Although the Son was so young, and the reactions of everyone...He knew what was going on. He knew that so many lives depended on Him and He knew what must be done. He said goodbye to His parents and exited through those double doors.
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So this brings up a question. Is there only one way to get to heaven?
Yes. There is only one. God is not stupid. He wouldn't send Jesus to go through so much if there were any other way to get to heaven. Welp...
thats my 2 cents. God bless

Twisty

2004-11-01T21:51:00.000-07:00

DUN DUN!

Well, I guess I am dead. Wow...I miss this thing, guess I'll get it back up and going now. I think God is so awesome in what he is doing in my life right now. God is testing me all the time. Im going to go to Boise State University next fall (2005). After that I want to get a degree in theology and ministry. I want to join the ministry...Maybe even God's Faithful, pernmamently. Im excited for college. BSU was such a great campus, and yeah...JOSH...i dont really like the art area...its in a darn elementry school and its ugly and I just find it hard picturing me getting creative in such a place. Oh well...Guess I cant do anything about that eh? The rest of the campus is really pretty and its awesome. I am not sure they have an ultimate frisbee team so if I start going there I will have to start one up. If I do go there, I reckon i'd stay in the brand new campus apartments. Yay! And I will get to bug Josh and Jeremy and Jeff ALL THE TIME! WHOO HOO...ok...i think im gonna jet and post again later...adios!

2004-09-13T22:44:00.000-06:00

Im not dead...I post more at this place called God's Faithful Ministries...ill post more about it later...gotta run...sorry for the short post :(

2004-08-25T22:03:00.000-06:00

I talked to Rebecca for about an hour and a half on the phone yesterday and then I talked to Shawn about 30 min im thinkin...It was so nice talking to them and getting caught up on whats going on in our lives. Wow...And Gabby is gonna be 1 year old...wow...ok...here is some food for thought...
Im in my 18th year of life...(tho ive only had my 17th b-day)
this is how it works...when babies are born...they are said to be "in their first year of life" even tho they havent actually turned 1 yet...
so therefore...we are all sorta behind... :D

2004-08-22T22:46:00.000-06:00

Update

Hey guys...havent blogged in ages...Kail and Mo are back in town and its really exciting...for the most part...there are going to have to be some boundaries set up...Cuz Kail needs to see a new side of Kristy...the one who loves Jesus Christ. So yeah. I got to see my cousin's cute kids...awe...wow...some cute adorable kids...awe...wow... :D...so yeah...one of the highlights of my weekend was seeing family...and...lesse...i might go to a casting crowns concert in october in boise...whoo hooo! okie dokie...ttyl!

2004-08-03T15:40:00.000-06:00

Me Guisha (sp?)

Well...I now have a job. I work at the Chinese Gormet Express in the mall. Its not too bad. My feet hurt after 4-6 hours of standing. The people I work with ok. I learned me guisha which means Im sorry. Its pretty tight. And poco chi which means your welcome and she she which means thankyou...i dont know how to spell these...but thats how you say em...its nice. Anywho...Im going now...bye

Chimy

2004-07-31T23:20:00.000-06:00

This is my 121st post...mmm...

I want to tell you all a story. Almost 3 years ago (i think...er...) my church decided to switch things up a bit...I didnt know why really. Our time with Steve and Amy as the leaders of the youth came to a close. There was word that we were getting a new youth pastor. My dad was on the search committee and he brought home a tape with this guy singing or something...it was werid...i couldnt see the guy very well cuz of the position of the camera and that i wasnt even suppose to be seeing the video at all...But little did I know that I was looking at the man who would be making a huge impact in my life. Later...the youth was given a picture of this same man with his wife, a young boy, and a baby. Again...I was looking at the family who I had grown to love so much. After a while it was time for the interview and the big moment to see if the youth liked this stranger who would be leading them for years to come. I remember it like it was...a couple years ago...but i remember it good (I have a hard time remembering what I have done the previous day...sad i know)...We all met at my best friend's (back then) house, Becky Hartung. We were all down in the basement and we played the folding down paper game *gives a hearty laugh*. This man also gave a little talk. His talk was about encouragment. Its kinda cool this man gave a talk on encouragment. Out of everything he could have talked about...he chose encouragment. While sitting there in that basement...I would have never guessed how important encouragment would be in my life. Encouragement is what got me through having to hug that godly man goodbye. To say..."Shawn...I love you. Im gonna miss you so much". Goodbyes are never forever...What a fool I would be if I thought they were. This man has made an impact on my life. I remember looking forward to seeing him come to my school to partake in the eating of poison that the monsters in the cafeteria make to kill all who eat it......i didnt look forward to him eating it...but looked forward to seeing him. I remember waiting for him at my school flagpole in September. Us being 2 out of 4 standing for our Christ whereas IF Highschool had so much more. But that made me stronger. Being there with the second best teacher (Jesus is the first). If it weren't for this man...I wouldnt be where I am today. He got me started with my walk with Christ. How awesome is that? This man showed me the path to take...And thank you God...I took that path. I remember this man doing a MATRIX move as a bird lost its bearings and decided to join us for Midweek in the dungeon. I remember this man singing britney spears with me on the way to a youth event (all in good mocking humor of course). I remember his lovely wife who has helped me in countless ways. With whom I partook in one of those I-want-to-forget-it pictures in Jackson Hole. I remember this man's oldest boy. And I gotta tell you sumpin... MIGHTY MORPHIN POWER RANGERS...YYYEEEAAAHHHH! I remember his youngest son...What a adorable devil...awe how i miss him...and his stinky diapers...ok...not really...those were nasty...but i miss his georgous blue eyes that would stare up at you...manipulate you to doing this childs evil plans...COOKIE! What a kid *laughs heartily* And the dog they sorta had for a while...Steve...And any other minor additions to the family. I remember playing pool and just talking. The plan that never fell through about the movie "my youth group wants me dead" (which course was never true because this man of God is so WASOME!)...awe...this man has surely made an impact in my life...as a dear dear friend...The sex in six weeks series (not a how to course)...the songs that would at times begin our Midweej. *sigh*...good times eh? Shawn. Goodbye's arent forever. I wish I could go back to that moment where I hugged you at the last party we had before you were officially not our youth pastor. I wish I could go back because that was when I really saw what I will be missing. Ya dont know what you have until its gone. Yes...you are gone...but only for a while. We will meet again...and oh what rejoicing there will be!
I guess the reason why I wrote this blog is to show you that you have made an impact in at least one young person's life. Mine...and I know Im not the only one. Shawn...I really love you...Tell mom I wont be coming home for christmas...Tell...Tell bertha...the cow...that she gives such sweet milk...oh how ill miss her...(please tell me you remember this...i know its a little different...but its the main idea)...anywho...really tell Rebecca this...tell her...The evil crow still has the sacred blue water noodle and that the pillow man hasnt yet won. Welp...I must depart now. Shawn...Im prayin for you...I hope God will show you some things that you are unclear of. But...hopefully this blog has shown you that God may have cleared up one of those questions in your head...God bless you, Shawn...you HAVE made an impact!

Kristy S.

2004-07-30T13:19:00.000-06:00

His Amazing Love

Amazing love, How can it be, that you my King should die for me, amazing love, i know its true, and its my joy to honor You, in all i do, to honor You...
These words are so true. Im not just saying that because its the church answer. Its true in my heart. To be loved with such awesome greatness and purity that a man who lived a perfect life would say "Kristy, for you I shed My blood."...
I have grown to love My Jesus so much recently. I have put my full trust in Him. Its amazing. I thought I knew Jesus. I thought I was living ok. But I wasnt. I was concerned with boys and dating and whatnot. But that isnt an issue anymore. I dont want to date ever. I dont want to have my first kiss until I am at the alter with the man I shall love. God will be in the center of us both. Oh how I look forward to the day that God will bring me a man who will love and cherish me like God loves and cherishes me. :) I will not do things in my own time. I am handing God the pen. It is His turn to write my story. And oh what a great story it will be! Finally my passion has grown for my Messiah. My King. YAY. Thankyou Jesus!

Chimy

2004-07-25T23:41:00.000-06:00

For many years Ben Stein has written a biweekly column for the online website called "Monday Night At Morton's." Now, Ben is terminating the column to move on to other things in his life. Reading his final column to our military is worth a few minutes of your time because it praises the most unselfish among us; our military personnel, others who protect us daily and portrays a valuable lesson learned in his life.

Ben Stein's Last Column . .

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How Can Someone Who Lives in Insane Luxury Be a Star in Today's World?

As I begin to write this, I "slug" it, as we writers say, which means I put a heading on top of the document to identify it. This heading is "eonlineFINAL," and it gives me a shiver to write it. I have been doing this column for so long that I cannot even recall when I started. I loved writing this column so much for so long I came to believe it would never end. It worked well for a long time, but gradually, my changing as a person and the world's change have overtaken it.

On a small scale, Morton's, while better than ever, no longer attracts as many stars as it used to. It still brings in the rich people in droves and definitely some stars. I saw Samuel L. Jackson there a few days ago, and we had a nice visit, and right before that, I saw and had a splendid talk with Warren Beatty in an elevator, in which we agreed that Splendor in the Grass was a super movie. But Morton's is not the star galaxy it once was, though it probably will be again.

Beyond that, a bigger change has happened. I no longer think Hollywood stars are terribly important. They are uniformly pleasant, friendly people, and they treat me better than I deserve to be treated. But a man or woman who makes a huge wage for memorizing lines and reciting them in front of a camera is no longer my idea of a shining star we should all look up to. How can a man or woman who makes an eight-figure wage and lives in insane luxury really be a star in today's world, if by a "star" we mean someone bright and powerful and attractive as a role model? Real stars are not riding around in the backs of limousines or in Porsches or getting trained in yoga or Pilates and eating only raw fruit while they have Vietnamese girls do their nails. They can be interesting, nice people, but they are not heroes to me any longer.

A real star is the soldier of the 4th Infantry Division who poked his head into a hole on a farm near Tikrit, Iraq. He could have been met by a bomb or a hail of AK-47 bullets. Instead, he faced an abject Saddam Hussein and the gratitude of all of the decent people of the world. A real star is the U.S. soldier who was sent to disarm a bomb next to a road north of Baghdad. He approached it, and the bomb went off and killed him. A real star, the kind who haunts my memory night and day, is the U.S. soldier in Baghdad who saw a little girl playing with a piece of unexploded ordnance on a street near where he was guarding a station. He pushed her aside and threw himself on it just as it exploded. He left a family desolate in California and a little girl alive in Baghdad.

The stars who deserve media attention are not the ones who have lavish weddings on TV but the ones who patrol the streets of Mosul even after two of their buddies were murdered and their bodies battered and stripped for the sin of trying to protect Iraqis from terrorists. We put couples with incomes of $100 million a year on the covers of our magazines. The noncoms and officers who barely scrape by on military pay but stand on guard in Afghanistan and Iraq and on ships and in submarines and near the Arctic Circle are anonymous as they live and die.

I am no longer comfortable being a part of the system that has such poor values, and I do not want to perpetuate those values by pretending that who is eating at Morton's is a big subject. There are plenty of other stars in the American firmament . . the policemen and women who go off on patrol in South Central and have no idea if they will return alive, The orderlies and paramedics who bring in people who have been in terrible accidents and prepare them for surgery, the teachers and nurses who throw their whole spirits into caring for autistic children, the kind men and women who work in hospices and in cancer wards. Think of each and every fireman who was running up the stairs at the World Trade Center as the towers began to collapse.

Now you have my idea of a real hero. We are not responsible for the operation of the universe, and what happens to us is not terribly important. God is real, not a fiction, and when we turn over our lives to Him, he takes far better care of us than we could ever do for ourselves. In a word, we make ourselves sane when we fire ourselves as the directors of the movie of our lives and turn the power over to Him. I came to realize that life lived to help others is the only one that matters. This is my highest and best use as a human.

I can put it another way. Years ago, I realized I could never be as great an actor as Olivier or as good a comic as Steve Martin . . . or Martin Mull or Fred Willard -- or as good an economist as Samuelson or Friedman or as good a writer as Fitzgerald. Or even remotely close to any of them. But I could be a devoted father to my son, husband to my wife and, above all, a good son to the parents who had done so much for me. This came to be my main task in life. I did it moderately well with my son, pretty well with my wife and well indeed with my parents (with my sister's help). I cared for and paid attention to them in their declining years. I stayed with my father as he got sick, went into extremis and then into a coma and then entered immortality with my sister and me reading him the Psalms.

This was the only point at which my life touched the lives of the soldiers in Iraq or the firefighters in New York. I came to realize that life lived to help others is the only one that matters and that it is my duty, in return for the lavish life God has devolved upon me, to help others He has placed in my path. This is my highest and best use as a human.

By Ben Stein

2004-07-14T15:48:00.000-06:00

Welp...I just got done mowing my ol lawn...and Have nothing to do...I wonder Why I always Randomly capitolize words. Its a very Random thing and I catch myself doing it periodically. Welp...No one reads these anymore anywho...bye

2004-07-13T23:41:00.000-06:00

The Rose

Say you have a rose for your future spouse. Evertime you hold hands or kiss or have sex with a person of the opposite sex, petals fall from this rose. Do you want to give your future spouse an ugly rose? Of course not!
Tonight I went to Freedom and listened to Nate talk. He is starting a series on relationships. And tonight he talked about a few things. One of the biggest key points is to stay pure for your future spouse. This point cannot be stressed enough. Everytime you kiss or whatnot, you give away a part of yourself that is meant for your wife/husband for when you get married. Think of this. What do you think of marrying a person who had kissed and made out with so many people "to find the right one for them", a person who had given so much of themselves away "just to find you". Its a stupid and twisted concept that today's society has made such a key point to do...date. When God intends one man and one woman to be together...rewind....ONE MAND and ONE WOMAN to be together...why spend so much energy and emotion and heart stressing on "finding the right one"...What we should be doing is praying for mr. right...or mrs. right. and that GOD will BRING THEM...to US! We shouldnt be stressing...Especially if you are like 13 or 14..thats just nuts. But anywho...another thing that he talked about tonight was that when girls wear revealing clothing it makes the guys stumble...and us being christian sisters in Christ shouldnt make our brothers in Christ stumble. And for the guys...guys need to honor women...honor and respect them. So then their standards will be raised and yeah...No one should just settle for whoever comes along. So yeah...*steps off soap box*
Im done...God bless

Chimy

2004-07-12T22:49:00.000-06:00

Frontier School of the Bible

Im totally considering going to Frontier School of the Bible. It seems so cool...Ive met people who go there. Yay for God! Its in LaGrange, Wyoming. The town has a population of about 300. LaGrange is about 150 miles from Denver Colorado...bout a 2 hour drive. yay. I talked to Seth from Camp and he said his favorite thing about the school was the solid bible teachings...they dont twist stuff around. And he also said that the school's population next year is gonna be about 210-220. Wow...small and personal..yay...well...i best be going. Bye

2004-07-10T23:33:00.000-06:00

Camp

My expectations were low for this camp....I thought it was going to suck and that I would have no fun. But I was wrong. When I first got there I was not impressed to the least. I hated my cabin...I had to walk across the camp to go to my shower. I didnt like that set up. But the more the week dragged on...the more I realized that the facilities didnt matter...God did and your experience did. On monday we hiked to a meadow in the woods near power cable poles things...and we had a barbeque out there and played 2 awesome games...there were 110 kids there this year. We went back to camp ...went to bed after a while...all that jazz...On tuesday we did the camp thing. Woke up at 7:20 mostly the whole week. So we had a thing called "hot topics" where we go and have a discussion with ppl...Like the speaker Keith was doing a hot topic about being real and not a hypocrite. Another hot topic was questions and answers and i dont remember the third...i went to Keiths. It was very interesting and I learned stuff. Then a while later a bunch of ppl went tubing or splashing in the river...The people left at camp could do a variety of activities...me and Nicky went mtn biking. My butt hurt tremendously afterwards...anywho...we went back to camp and hung out had some free time or whatnot and then we had meal or whatever and Chapel!!!! Chapel is the worship/sermon time. The speaker, Keith, ROCKS. We had campfire afterwards...did a fun game...sang songs...and had some people tell there testimonies...that was awesome. Wed. was a day of your activities that you signed up for. I did hiking. I was originally signed up for fishing but i didnt bring my license. so i hiked...and it sucked...i dont want to go into detail but we had a stupid guide and it was freezing cold with patches of snow everywhere. Ugh...so...yeah...that was wed.....So thursday was almost exactly like....WAIT...on wed we played mission impossible...yay...in the dark. Anywho...Thursday was almost exaclty like Tuesday...we played capture the flag and yet again we had "Hot Topics. The hot topics was "sex and dating" and "question and answers" and i cant remember the third again. I went to Keith's which was sex and dating...we all asked questions on papers and a panel of cabin leaders (young adults...early 20's) answered them for us. SO yeah...learned alot...maybe more than i needed to with some questions...(someone had the nerve to ask "does it hurt to have sex the first time?"...ugh!)AAAANNNNYYYWHOOOO...so yeah...thurday rocked...and then that night we had a short chapel, and we had skits and then campfire...campfire was absolutly amazing...Wow....Keith told us something...He told us of a band called 7 Places...In the back of their CD...they talk about what their name means...

Jesus bled in 7 places for our sins
*When we think dirty thoughts: Jesus had a crown of thorns placed upon his head. The blood flowed. That blood covers those sins.
*When we turn our back on God: Jesus was lashed on the back with the cat of nine tails, and many different types of whips. The blood flowed. That blood covers those sins.
*When we touch bad things: Jesus's hands were peirced. The blood flowed. That blood covers those sins
*When we go to places not pleasing to God: Jesus's feet were peirced. The blood flowed. That blood covers those sins.
*When we do things to our bodies that is not pleasing to God: Jesus's side was peirced. The blood flowed. That blood covers those sins.

While Keith told us that, he was crying. It made many people cry. Then he played a song on the CD player by Kutless...and asked whoever to come to the cross that was by the campfire if they wanted to dedicate their life to Christ or rededicate their life to christ. MANY PEOPLE GOT UP! That is awesome. That night was amazing. God wad most defiently there. Touching everyone it seemed like. In at least some way. I cried alot. I reflected on my brother who is going to Iraq who isnt a follower of Christ. Maybe saved...but turned his back on God. I thought of Becky, Brian, and Daniel Gates. How I miss them. How I long for the day they see Jesus once again. *sigh*. So yeah...then we went to bed. Friday we woke up and packed up and yeah. The end. :)

Chimy

2004-07-01T15:11:00.000-06:00

I think im done painting. Just...got to wait for it to dry. yeah. I am not at all excited to go to camp. If i could...I dont think I would go. Its not going to be the same as Living Waters. *sigh*. Oh well...I cant turn back now. *sigh*...bye

CCGH

2004-07-01T13:26:00.000-06:00

Hi...

As some of you might have noticed...Im a violent, pissy, abusive, girl. Im sorry im me...im sorry i get depressed...so...im sorry if i offend anyone or anything...
Maybe someday soon i wont be like this. ok...im done

chimy

2004-06-28T22:56:00.000-06:00

Guys [male friends]...I dont think im going to be hanging out with you much anymore. I've been told that its bad for me. And that I need to hang around the girls...which I already do. All Im doing is hurting people and being fake. So...I think it would benifit everyone...if you just forgot about me for a while. Im sorry. Bye

2004-06-26T00:02:00.000-06:00

hi...Im ok now......
when i wrote my last blog...
i didnt feel ok...
as you might have guessed...
from reading it...
but anywho...
im ok

chimy

2004-06-24T23:58:00.000-06:00

Want

I want something so badly...
But I feel God wants to punish me.
For wanting...wanting...
is it a need?
I feel its a need...
but I think God feels differntly.
What I feel...is what Im about.
What I feel has made me who I am...
It has changed me...
Into...
Something else...
Can dreams come true?
I want to be happy...
I want to love unconditionally.
I want to be...ok.
Am I ok now?
No...
I dont feel ok...
but what i feel is what i am.
What am I exactly?
Do I know?
I think so...
but God thinks differently.
I hope I find what I seek...
...........soon...

2004-06-22T16:39:00.000-06:00

Confusion
Im sorry if I confuse you guys sometimes. I confuse myself too. Im a messed up individual. Warped mind. And am never sure about anything. So yeah.

Im going to Freedom tonight

Um...I have your book Sean...the chicken one. so yeah...ok...im brain dead...

I hope you are ok Nick. Come to Freedom tonight.

Chimy

2004-06-16T16:58:00.000-06:00

Im back

I too saw Big Fish. It touched me as well, Shawn. The theme i got from it tho...is...There was this father who was wonderful and awesome, but his child did not believe him and missed out on so much. The son did not believe his fathers stories...his tales...but the stories were true. Its the same with us. We have an awesome father. He has wonderful stories for us. Ones that can help us mature and grow. But sometimes we dont want to believe him, so we push him away. Doing that we miss out on a wonderful relationship. What is a relationship without trust? The son in the movie did not trust his dad...he thought his dad was telling lies his whole life. We need to have faith and trust our God. He knows best. Just like the father in the story knew best. So just trust God.

Onto a different note. I too miss the old times. So bad. Kaitlin, you arent alone at all. I miss camp and Shawn most of all. And yes I too miss the annex...but I love the new youth center at CCC. Life changes constantly. And new things come...Shawn and the family will always be apart of our lives. In a very big and very real way. He is our friend. None of us could have prevented what happened...And we all came to the agreeance that it was for the better...But what fond memories we have of the past. Great stories to tell our kids. And what great stories we have to tell them of things that have not yet come to pass. Kaitlin, I understand how you feel...the good ol days were very good...but God is with us now, just as he was then, so he has wonderful events and things in store for each and every one of us. We just need to trust him, and love him and have faith that he will do what is best for us. Just as he has done all along.

It does seem that God is sometimes hard to see, hard to feel his presence. I know that I've felt that in the recent past. But the truth is...he is there, and he wont let you go no matter what you do...You can always go back to him. He is the best father ever. He teaches wonderful lessons and loves to watch us grow in him. And Ive seen everyone mature greatly in the Lord. All my friends rock and Im so glad I have you guys. So just know that you are thought of and not forgotten ever...not by God, nor me. So...God bless and swing on and be merry... :)

<^>Chimy<^>

2004-06-13T20:10:00.000-06:00

Hey...Um...My parents know my address...here...i dont know if they check it or not...but...i just sorta find that unsettling...I guess...if i wanted them to read it...id have given them the address...and i dont know if they read it or not. *sigh*

2004-06-10T18:57:00.000-06:00

My Trip

I thought you guys might want to have an idea what happened on my "vacation"...*shrugs*

May 26 Wed.
I woke up
Got ready
Finished packing
Ate at McDonalds
Drove thru Wyoming
Drove to Denver
Stayed in Denver

May 27 Thurs.
Woke up
Had a French Vanilla Capiccino
Drove thru K....A....N....S....A....S
Stayed in Columbia, MO

May 28 Fri.
Woke up
French Vanilla Capiccino
Drove thru MO more
Drove thru Illinois
Drove thru Kentucky
Got to Ft. Cambell
Saw Daniel
Daniel got registered
Went to Clarksville TN.
Went to The Super 8 Motel
Went to Red Lobster
Went and saw "The Day After Tomorrow" at the Great Escape
Went to The Super 8 Motel
Went to bed

May 29 Sat.
Woke up...
French Vanilla Capiccino
Got a haircut at Walmart
Me and Mom went to Lifeway
More crap
Went to dinner at the Great China King Buffet or somethin like that
Went to The Super 8 Motel
Went to bed

May 30 Sun.
Woke up
French Vanilla Capiccino
Went to Nashville TN
Went to the Adventures Science Museum [cheesy]
Went to Opry Mills [the mall]
Saw the Rainforest Cafe
Walked
Ate at "The Aquarium"
Went back to Clarkville
Went to The Super 8 Motel
Went to bed

May 31 Mon.
Woke up
French Vanilla Capiccino
Went and played Put Put
Went and saw "Shrek 2" at the Great Escape
Went to the Outback for dinner
Went to The Super 8 Motel
Said goodbye to Daniel
Daniel Left
Went to Walmart
Got DVDs
Went to The Super 8 Motel
Went to bed

June 1 Tues.
Woke up
French Vanilla Capiccino
Drove thru Kentucky
Drove thru Illinois
Drove thru MO
Drove halfway thru K....A....N....S....A....S
Stayed in Salina

June 2 Wed.
Woke up
French Vanilla Capiccino
Drove thru the rest of K....A....N....S....A.....S
Drove thru Colorado
Went to Little Rock WY.
Stayed in Little Rock
Went to bed

June 3 Thurs.
Woke up
French Vanilla Capiccino
Driving on a highway
Had to pee
Bad
Bad Capiccino
BAAAAAD CAPICCINO
NOT A STOP FOR AN HOUR
crap...
A STOP A STOP A STOP!
awe...
Get refreashed
Drive thru Palisades area
Arrived in IF...
yay...
ok...
im done

2004-06-09T14:23:00.000-06:00

MISSION: WITNESS TO FRIEND
MISSION FAILED
Guys...i just screwed up so badly...I tried to make God happy...I tried to witness to my friend Tammy...but failed misserably...she is pissed at me and doesnt want to hear about God anymore. *sigh*
How do you do it Mr. Preacher man? How do you do it Moo? You always talked about Witnessing to Doug...how? please tell me. Oh well...doesnt take much to make me sad nowdays...ok...bye

Chimy

2004-06-09T13:25:00.000-06:00

Guys...Im going to try to witness to my good friend tammy who has been brought up in mormonims...pray for me and her...pray that God gives me the words and wisdom.

2004-05-24T22:43:00.000-06:00

I got hit near the collar bone today during our softball game...it hurts alot...oh well...bye

2004-05-21T16:26:00.000-06:00

Trip

Hey guys. Im going out of town. Going to Kentucky to go see my brother. Im leaving on Wed and wont be back until next Thursday. But then Im going camping with Monique and Kail and i dont think we will be back till Sat.. It is going to be the last thing I do with them before they leave Idaho. So yeah. So the last time you guys are gonna see me for a while is gonna be on Tuesday...but you can Text Message me on my phone...ask me for the number. Daniel texts message me all the time...you can do it from the computer...ask him how to do it cuz i dont know how to...never had to. HA. anywho...so yeah...adios

Chimy

2004-05-20T18:17:00.000-06:00

Hey guys...if you have something that is bugging you about one particular person...gees...email them...dont post it for the whole world to see aight? Lets have a bit of consideration for the humility of others aight? aight...bye

2004-05-17T21:53:00.000-06:00

Im grounded daniel...i cant get online tonight.

2004-05-17T21:38:00.000-06:00

I dont know if i wanna go to church tomorrow...Im too depressed...seriously...I just cried alot...I wouldnt even eat my penne pasta...i dont know if i wanna do anything...nothing i do is right. I get depressed about everything...God...Im just gonna stop blogging before i say too much...Im good at offending ppl.

chimy

2004-05-17T20:31:00.000-06:00

im depressed...and hurt

2004-05-17T19:26:00.000-06:00

Make new friends
Keep the old
One is silver
and the other is gold
________________________________________________________
ugh

Im always the bad guy...
Im so misunderstood
everything i do is bad...
nothing i do is good.

I hang out with my friends
but joy is lost to me
when i should be my best
I never am happy

What did I do wrong?
Why is God against me?
Where was my wrong turn
To put me thru such misery?

Shine oh graceful light
On my world at this time
so that I may find joy
In this life that I call mine.

Ah suck...is what i always say
when I try to write a poem
something to relieve my sadness
as i sit her all alone.

Now im going to go now
and now Ive shown my light
maybe someday later
my light will shine more bright.

bye.

2004-05-17T17:19:00.000-06:00

no more long blogs from kristy

2004-05-16T22:18:00.000-06:00

no more long blogs from kristy

2004-05-14T23:16:00.000-06:00

Guys...im sorry for doing what i did...I despise myself. Utterly...I...im sorry. What would Jesus do? defenently not that. im sorry. Pray for me...bye

2004-05-14T23:14:00.000-06:00

I stooped so low. so low.

2004-05-12T19:23:00.000-06:00

Summer storms

I love them. *sigh* oh how i love them. I believe that is what im going to major in...weather. storms. lightening...thunder...electricity. And i love to watch lightening storms mostly. I love watching the lightning thrash thru the clouds. and then the deep distand roar of the thunder. mmm...storms...thanks Kevin...im out...bye

chimy

2004-05-11T17:07:00.000-06:00

Ramblings

Well...Hey guys. I got a new cell phone. Ask me for the # cuz I wouldnt feel comfortable giving it out here. Well...Lets see...What to write about. I think ill just do the Colette and Kaitlin thing and just talk about whatever comes to mind at the time. sorta like im doing now eh? First of all...Im freezing. Im very excited to go to YQ tonight. I love that place. That church rocks my world.

I get to get out of school 2 days early because my family is going to take my brother's truck to him. in...kentucky...AH! Ive already driven there once...its not fun...very dull...but...yeah...gonna go do it again...i think i have dot dot dot syndrom...i do it quite frequently. Anywho...Yeah...gonna go take Daniels truck to him cuz it costs a butt-load of money to use a Taxi there. So yeah. Gonna be...g r e a t...im sure. so...lesse...The girls thing sounds cool colette...i guess...ok...what else...my brian just died. mmmm...I was told that i would be the perfect girl if i knew more about cars...isnt that scary? i was told i was very athletic...tho i dont quite agree. but w/e eh? yeah...so...mmm...so...in order to be perfect...i need to learn more about cars...mmm...i have an idea...how about i pass...i dont have enough patients and interest about cars...all i think im gonna have to know some day is to change my oil and .... gee...how about thats all...eh? ill have one of you car fanatics teach me that. Or my pa...gee...good question.

Anywho...moving on...

Do you ever buy some spiffy shirts that are like holiday shirts and can sorta only be worn on that holiday. Ihave a couple of those. Today i am wearing my christmas one...and it has taken me about 15 min to write this paragraph so far. Im talking to my brother on my cell. he said he was really good at drumming. like real drums. ok...i g2g so swing on & be merry

Chimy

2004-05-09T14:38:00.000-06:00

Sunday

I wake up. My room is full of sunshine and I dont feel dead [except my horrible neck pain this morning...DOH!] I arise from my bed and go pet my doggies, for they are cute...and fuzzie. After I wuv on my puppies...i go freashen up with a sweet sweet shower. Then...I do all the other morning junk...and leave to go to church. On entering the parking lot for church. I have to search out an...EMPTY spot, for they are filling up quickly because I am not the only one who loves church. So...I park...[which is usually in the dirt and gravel...not technically part of the parking lot cuz its usually full when i arrive...yet...today...i found a spot...on the pavement] I get out of my trucky wucky...and happily walk up to the grand front glass doors of my church. A kind man greets me and shakes my hand as i enter. I stop in the main hall...taking it all in. Im just so happy. Then I head on to my destination: sunday school. I walk past the area of books...past the kitchen...storage...and finally get to the epicenter. I open the door and I see Nathan H. and Nathan A. and Sean wave to me. I see Kaitlin and Kristin sitting at the usual table. I see everyone happy, which in turn makes me happy. I slowly make my way over to the 2 girls. I place my belongings at the place I wish to sit...and I visit until more people arrive. We have a great lesson and then we all have a little extra time to bond with other people. So we all talk...like teens do...we mess around....give texas titty twisters...wait...thats only nathan. and when the time comes. We go into the multipurpose room and take our seats...or...save our seats...and chat a bit more. Then the music comes. One of my fav. parts of sunday. I love expressing myself thru song. Just singin for the Lord. So I stand there. My eyes close. Feeling the wave of the music run through me like Im being blasted with fire...yet...I am...Im being blasted away with the fire of the Holy Spirit. Its great. Makes me so happy...I stand there..singing...yet...suddenly I hear a highpitch voice from my left...yet...there are 2 males on my left...curious...I turn...turn to see Nathan H....singing...like a darn woman. LOL...It was great. I love the worship time best when Kevin O. is there. He always sings the songs I like best. *sigh*...after singing...we listen to Sam's awesome sermon and then we visit afterward. and then usually go to lunch. *grin*...i LOVE sundays...Its my day to just really reflect on my week...and forget it all...I actually love coming to church. I love it. Im so glad I found a church home like this. I sure have been missing out!...well...Ive rambled enough...swing on and be merry and GOD BLESS!

Chimy

ps...nathan...hope your lunch today was just as swell as mine *wink*

2004-05-07T18:25:00.000-06:00

Colette...

I just want you to know that your life isnt the only hard one with major family problems...Let me tell you sorta what i mean. who ever reads this...keep it to yourself and dont be telling the world...be responsible...but...if ya havent heard...my family life sucked when my brother was here. I have a fear of yelling...and emense anger. Why? because of my family problems...It got to the point at times that I thought my brother would a)commit murder or b) commit suicide...It was never fun. I remember one day when Scott still lived here my brother got enraged at my dad...and vise versa...It was a wed evening and we had youth in about an hour. So ...they were outside in the front yard screaming profanities at each other and all that and it was bad...daniel suddenly left and just started walking. My dad told scott not to go after him...but he did anyway...I was in [my] his truck [my truck...used to be his] and well...you dont wanna ever see my brother mad. *shudders* and well...We picked him up and sorta talked to him to try to get him to calm down. One of his good friends then was Kenny Seneff and well...we were going to go to his house so daniel could talk to him. We get there and scott stays in the truck and I go ring the doorbell...well...daniel was still fusing and so...scott didnt want him to leave the truck so he held the lock button and when daniel tried to leave he got even MORE pissed at scott and yeah...maybe hit scott to let him out or whatever then when he got out he started running down the street. He was so mad. I ran to the truck and got in and we went after daniel. He was so pissed...scott rolled down his window. and started riding by daniel...slowing down to his same fast walking pace...and daniel was screaming at scott. and yeah...we cried...and...after alot of convincing we talked daniel into going to the church cuz that was probably where kenny was. It was pretty bad...I know...I know for a fact that if it werent for me and scott....mostly scott...my brother would have killed himself that day. Sad story...but...yeah...my point is...every family has major problems...You know scotts story...you know some of my story...Im sure kaitlin and kristin have family problems...Im sure the moody's have problems...Im sure George W. Bush has family problems...Its part of being a family..we all have problems at one point or another. Welp...*steps down from soap box* Thankyou...thankyou...farewell

Chimy

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