When someone falls off of the face of this earth....
Another person is hurting. A congregation sings. A funeral is held. All dressed in black.
When someone slips into heaven, the land beyond our world....
A daughter is broken. A wife is devastated. A girl is touched.
When a very special person gets taken by the hand of death....
Another person wonders. A soul is grateful for the life that they lived, for the words and wisdom that they always were willing to give.
When an amazing Christian passes away....
I wish I could have known him better. I wish I could have said so much more. I've never been so touched by a human before.
May the light of God shine on all of those who have lost a loved one.
Just remember that they're in a much better place, looking at Jesus. Face to face.
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Monday, April 26, 2010
FAQ
Who am I? Where am I going? Does this look OK?
How are you? Where are you from? Is there a God?
How much longer? Where did you get THAT?! Really?
How do I do this? Are you OK? What is wrong with you?
Are you hurt? Am I doing it right? How did you do that?
Why can't I? Huh? Me? When?
What time? Where? What's your name?
Why?
How are you? Where are you from? Is there a God?
How much longer? Where did you get THAT?! Really?
How do I do this? Are you OK? What is wrong with you?
Are you hurt? Am I doing it right? How did you do that?
Why can't I? Huh? Me? When?
What time? Where? What's your name?
Why?
Thursday, April 22, 2010
For Him
Ring ring ring. No answer. Ring ring. I guess I'll wait one more ring, I thought to myself. Ring. Nata.
"Do you think I should just go up there?" I called to my mother, "Or wait?"
"Um, you can go up if you want to, if it's a good time for them." came her reply.
"Kay, I'll go!" I slipped on a pair of shoes, swung open the door, flew down the steps, and into the fresh spring air until I could tell myself otherwise.
Though I was scared, my legs a bit shaky, I prayed to the Lord that He would give me strength to do what I knew I needed to do. So many times I had shoved it aside, excuses swirling in my mind, "I'm too busy. Maybe tomorrow. I have too much homework." There was no excuse to avoid this anymore.
I looked down at the pebble-filled driveway, remembering so many games of tag and laughter and fun. What hung here now was silence, and the faint trace of remembrance, hanging by a single thread. A little slower, as if my legs had been weighed down, I climbed the three small steps and wrung the door bell.
After waiting about a minute, and debating whether to stay or leave, someone opened the door, beckoned me in, and had me wait until he was off the phone. Blind to what I was going to see, I walked into the carpeted room, where a hospital bed seemed so out of place in the beautiful sun-lit place.
A monitor flashed green and red, an IV plugged into his fading white skin. Drowsy from the pain medication, mostly from the pain itself, waiting, eagerly longing for eternal life. All the words I thought I was going to say slipped out of my mind and vanished right before my very eyes.
Words stuck in my throat, I felt like a kindergartner, trying to form the right kind of words to say after I fell and scraped my knee. I could have said thank you. Thank you for all of your words, thank you for all of your insight, your wisdom, your faith. Thank you for changing my life.
Instead, tiny tears swam around in my eyes, and all I could say was, "I'm praying for you." In reply he told my that he loved me and that I should just continue to honor God and that he was glad I was in his life. As one final word he said, unafraid and heartfelt, "Goodbye."
As his wife apologized that he couldn't talk more and walked me downstairs, she handed me a homemade cookie. A cookie. In all of her distress, she gave me a cookie. I walked home, happy and sad, threw away the cookie, for it was too much to eat.
Then I cried. I cried for all the words he'd said to me. I cried for all the cancer patients who had nothing to hold onto. I cried for all of the world, that it would know Jesus. I cried for him.
"Do you think I should just go up there?" I called to my mother, "Or wait?"
"Um, you can go up if you want to, if it's a good time for them." came her reply.
"Kay, I'll go!" I slipped on a pair of shoes, swung open the door, flew down the steps, and into the fresh spring air until I could tell myself otherwise.
Though I was scared, my legs a bit shaky, I prayed to the Lord that He would give me strength to do what I knew I needed to do. So many times I had shoved it aside, excuses swirling in my mind, "I'm too busy. Maybe tomorrow. I have too much homework." There was no excuse to avoid this anymore.
I looked down at the pebble-filled driveway, remembering so many games of tag and laughter and fun. What hung here now was silence, and the faint trace of remembrance, hanging by a single thread. A little slower, as if my legs had been weighed down, I climbed the three small steps and wrung the door bell.
After waiting about a minute, and debating whether to stay or leave, someone opened the door, beckoned me in, and had me wait until he was off the phone. Blind to what I was going to see, I walked into the carpeted room, where a hospital bed seemed so out of place in the beautiful sun-lit place.
A monitor flashed green and red, an IV plugged into his fading white skin. Drowsy from the pain medication, mostly from the pain itself, waiting, eagerly longing for eternal life. All the words I thought I was going to say slipped out of my mind and vanished right before my very eyes.
Words stuck in my throat, I felt like a kindergartner, trying to form the right kind of words to say after I fell and scraped my knee. I could have said thank you. Thank you for all of your words, thank you for all of your insight, your wisdom, your faith. Thank you for changing my life.
Instead, tiny tears swam around in my eyes, and all I could say was, "I'm praying for you." In reply he told my that he loved me and that I should just continue to honor God and that he was glad I was in his life. As one final word he said, unafraid and heartfelt, "Goodbye."
As his wife apologized that he couldn't talk more and walked me downstairs, she handed me a homemade cookie. A cookie. In all of her distress, she gave me a cookie. I walked home, happy and sad, threw away the cookie, for it was too much to eat.
Then I cried. I cried for all the words he'd said to me. I cried for all the cancer patients who had nothing to hold onto. I cried for all of the world, that it would know Jesus. I cried for him.
Monday, April 19, 2010
The Joy of Photography
Oh, I just love taking pictures! The freedom of taking them is so amazing. You can take one of nothing, and it will be sure to turn out as something. You can mess up, mess up, mess up, and then get it right. You can pull out a camera at any given moment and snap a few photos. There is no test, there is no knowledge level you must have to be good at photography. Just a camera and an idea:).
Saturday, April 17, 2010
Ah!
Hey! I am sorry I didn't post a poem today as usual. I am also sorry that my posts have been brief. My life has been very hectic the last few days. My parents have been gone, both sets of grandparents are here and have come, and my brother is in a musical at the high school!
Phew! Just I couple of minutes ago I had to sit down and pray for patience to get through this crazy weekend:). It's so amazing, how God's love and mercy works, because just after I prayed, it felt like this huge weight had been lifted off of my shoulders and now I am so free and much happier.
It's a good thing God is always listening when we pray...I don't know what I'd do without Him:).
Phew! Just I couple of minutes ago I had to sit down and pray for patience to get through this crazy weekend:). It's so amazing, how God's love and mercy works, because just after I prayed, it felt like this huge weight had been lifted off of my shoulders and now I am so free and much happier.
It's a good thing God is always listening when we pray...I don't know what I'd do without Him:).
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
I am Weak...but You are Strong
For times when you feel lonely, weak, afraid, or feeling like giving up......
"He said to me, 'My grace is enough for you. When you are weak, my power is made perfect in you.' So I am very happy to brag about my weaknesses. Then Christ's power can live in me. For this reason I am happy when I have weaknesses, insults, and hard times, sufferings, and all kinds of troubles for Christ. Because when I am weak, then I am truly strong."
2 Corinthians 12:9-10
"The Lord will always lead you. He will satisfy your needs in dry lands and give you strength to your bones. You will be like a garden that has much water, like a spring that never runs dry."
Isaiah 58:11
"If God is for us, no one can defeat us...we are completely victorious through God who showed His love for us."
Romans 8:31, 37
"He gives strength to those who are weary and more power to those who are weak...the people who trust the Lord will become strong again."
Isaiah 40:29, 31
"I find rest in God; only He gives me hope. He is my rock and my salvation. He is my defender; I will not be defeated. My honor and salvation come from God. He is my mighty rock and my protection."
Psalm 62:5-7
"He said to me, 'My grace is enough for you. When you are weak, my power is made perfect in you.' So I am very happy to brag about my weaknesses. Then Christ's power can live in me. For this reason I am happy when I have weaknesses, insults, and hard times, sufferings, and all kinds of troubles for Christ. Because when I am weak, then I am truly strong."
2 Corinthians 12:9-10
"The Lord will always lead you. He will satisfy your needs in dry lands and give you strength to your bones. You will be like a garden that has much water, like a spring that never runs dry."
Isaiah 58:11
"If God is for us, no one can defeat us...we are completely victorious through God who showed His love for us."
Romans 8:31, 37
"He gives strength to those who are weary and more power to those who are weak...the people who trust the Lord will become strong again."
Isaiah 40:29, 31
"I find rest in God; only He gives me hope. He is my rock and my salvation. He is my defender; I will not be defeated. My honor and salvation come from God. He is my mighty rock and my protection."
Psalm 62:5-7
Monday, April 12, 2010
Learning to Play the Game of Life
Last night as I lay awake in bed, I started to compare playing soccer to "playing" life.
Seriously, there are a lot of similarities. When I play a soccer game, there are lots of things that I try to remember...I would list them, but what's the point? When I'm on the field in a game, sometimes I get all caught up in trying to remember all the little details, where to pass the ball, who to pass it to, where I should stand, etc.
And when I get all caught up, I forget to play soccer. This really does happen. My brain is going so fast that I don't have time to even think...in fact, it's as if I ate too much McDonald's and my artery gets clogged, so I can't eat McDonald's any more(sorry, McDonald's, but it's a true fact).
This is just like life. When we live our lives, we try to remember how to treat people, do the right thing, make perfect decisions, and always try our hardest. Just like playing soccer, we tend to get caught up in trying to remember things. What we need to do is just step back, and remember that all we need to do is honor our God.
We are not perfect. We won't always make the right decisions or do the right thing, but at the end of the day, God still loves us. All He wants us to do is play the game.
Seriously, there are a lot of similarities. When I play a soccer game, there are lots of things that I try to remember...I would list them, but what's the point? When I'm on the field in a game, sometimes I get all caught up in trying to remember all the little details, where to pass the ball, who to pass it to, where I should stand, etc.
And when I get all caught up, I forget to play soccer. This really does happen. My brain is going so fast that I don't have time to even think...in fact, it's as if I ate too much McDonald's and my artery gets clogged, so I can't eat McDonald's any more(sorry, McDonald's, but it's a true fact).
This is just like life. When we live our lives, we try to remember how to treat people, do the right thing, make perfect decisions, and always try our hardest. Just like playing soccer, we tend to get caught up in trying to remember things. What we need to do is just step back, and remember that all we need to do is honor our God.
We are not perfect. We won't always make the right decisions or do the right thing, but at the end of the day, God still loves us. All He wants us to do is play the game.
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
Save the Drama for Your Mama
DON'T say it. Don't even say it....that dreaded word! D-R-A-M-A...grrr.
Today is a message for all my sista-girls out there:
Friendship is more important than guy-ship...okay?
I have three things to say to everyone who dates at this age:
1.) You ARE TOO YOUNG!!
2.) You will be much happier if you spend more time with your friends, because boys will just break your heart in the end, anyway.
3.) THERE IS NO POINT! Why not just be friends with all of the guys now, wait 'till later for all that romantic junk.
Yeah. Sorry. Just my opinion. Oh, one more thing!! Save the drama for your mama....
P.S. It's OK to be different!
Today is a message for all my sista-girls out there:
Friendship is more important than guy-ship...okay?
I have three things to say to everyone who dates at this age:
1.) You ARE TOO YOUNG!!
2.) You will be much happier if you spend more time with your friends, because boys will just break your heart in the end, anyway.
3.) THERE IS NO POINT! Why not just be friends with all of the guys now, wait 'till later for all that romantic junk.
Yeah. Sorry. Just my opinion. Oh, one more thing!! Save the drama for your mama....
P.S. It's OK to be different!
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
Spring Checklist
1.) Flowers are blooming~check
2.) The sun is shining~uber-check
3.) The grass is green~check
4.) The snow is melted~check
5.) The weather is warmer~CHECK!
6.) Dairy Queen is open~check
7.) I am getting homesick(I guess)for the beach~CHHHEECCKKK!!!!!
8.) I am reallyyy tired of school~check!
9.) The trees are green~not yet
10.) I hear the oh-so-sweet sound of birds chirping~check:)
2.) The sun is shining~uber-check
3.) The grass is green~check
4.) The snow is melted~check
5.) The weather is warmer~CHECK!
6.) Dairy Queen is open~check
7.) I am getting homesick(I guess)for the beach~CHHHEECCKKK!!!!!
8.) I am reallyyy tired of school~check!
9.) The trees are green~not yet
10.) I hear the oh-so-sweet sound of birds chirping~check:)
Friday, April 2, 2010
Easter Break!
Hey everyone! I am taking a break from my blog for Easter!
I hope you all have a wonderful vacation celebrating the wonderful joy and life in Jesus Christ!
I hope you all have a wonderful vacation celebrating the wonderful joy and life in Jesus Christ!
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