June 19, 2009

Praise in our prayer

It's been a LONG time since I've posted my "Important Thoughts", so I decided to do so. I was going through my comments on my first few ones, and you guys were amazing enough to take in my posts! :D Such nice things said, I'm shocked now. But anywhooo, here's another one you can choose to endure or not. ;)

Praise in our prayer

--What a topic! :P

I pray ALL the time. Do you? Or... Maybe it's one of those "every time I eat, I ask God to bless the food" or a "Lord, let me sleep well. Thanks." Is it?
I just finished a conversation with a friend today about prayer... And how you sometimes just forget about God. You may not mean to... And He may be in the back of your mind, too..... BUT, prayer is extremely important.
And if it's just repeated prayer, it suddenly becomes unimportant. Not only do you ask for the blessing of your food or a goodnight's rest, but also requests about other things, asking for forgiveness of your sins--and PRAISE.

Oh yesssss. A very important thing. Why do you believe in God anyway? Why do you trust in Him? Hmmm?
I know, for a fact, that God is almighty and powerful. I've been taught that forever, and I completely believe it.
-I also believe that He's awesome. In everything He does, it's for better not worse.
--So... Wouldn't you want to PRAISE Him? Your joyful for even having Him in your heart! He makes you happy and different from all the others that don't believe in the One.
Another thing I mentioned already about was asking for forgiveness. We're all still sinners. No matter who we are, no matter what we do, no matter where or what time it is, we're still sinners. On this earth, we're just here to witness. Jesus' dying on the cross for us... yeah, that was amazing. Tell Him that! He sent Jesus to DIE for all of us. PRAISE.
I don't do enough of it. It's sad how a lot of us just take it for advantage.
There are way more things we could praise Him for... This could be way longer.

*What are the other things you can think of?
*I'm pretty sure we can praise Him in more ways than prayer-- so suggest! :)

"Be joyful always; pray continually; give thanks in all circumstances, for this is God's will for you in Christ Jesus." 1 Thessalonians 5:16-18

Thanks for reading!

God bless,

June 18, 2009


Yes, the name of this game is called Boggle. You may or may not have heard of it, for I'm pretty sure it became popular, and then maybe unpopular. :P
BUT, I've been playing it lately. Especially with my dad. It's a word game.
It's almost like Scrabble, but it's not.
--[[You need to have a pen/pencil and paper in hand.]] You have a bunch of cubes with letters on it (like dice, though you just replace the numbers) in a box. You shake up the boxand they all scramble around until you stop mixing the cubes. They then fall into little squares that can hold them (there's sixteen in all to hold the sixteen cubes). Once that's over--while NO ONE is peeking, you have a sand-timer (or any timer, for that matter) that times three minutes. Flip it over the moment everybody is ready. You take off the lid of the box, then, and VOILA! In those three minutes you will have a bunch of jumbled letters to make words from!

But there's a trick!

All those letters that form words MUST connect. Either next to each other by being right across or diagnolly--they need to be connected.
Two or more players then write down each and every word they find. When the timer stops, signaling for the end of those three minutes, everyone needs to compare the words. If someone got the SAME word as you did, whether its a word with one letter even, you can't count it. It must be a word in the dictionary--it cannot be an abbreviation.
If you've crossed an E, and it's the only E out of all the cubes, and you need another E to fulfill that word--you can't cross over it again. No repetion.

Whoever has the most words in the end of that game wins. Obviously no one found that word and it's real.
My dad and I go on till who ever reaches 100 or beyond first, wins. It's a TON of fun, especially if you love spelling like I do or reading/writing. :)

Hope you guys try it!

God bless,

June 15, 2009

More Beautiful You

GUESS WHAT?! This is crazy! I had my Crazy Bookie-kins blog (my photography blog) comment settings on automatic! So all the comments were just set to publish automatically, and I didn't know people were commenting--telling me that the pictures weren't working! BUT, I gots the comment thing fixed AND I also gots the pictures fixed! There are several new ones, and the other ones are working now too. :D ENJOY!

That wasn't the point of this post though. :P

Okay, so Prism/AGoMC introduced me to Jonny Diaz--the guy she's posted about on her blog.... And I absolutely fell in love with his songs... So I decided to post about one in particular. Or post it, actually.

It's called:

More Beautiful You

Little girl fourteen flipping through a magazine
Says she wants to look that way
But her hair isn’t straight her body isn’t fake
And she’s always felt overweight

Well little girl fourteen I wish that you could see
That beauty is within your heart
And you were made with such care your skin your body and your hair
Are perfect just the way they are

There could never be a more beautiful you
Don’t buy the lies disguises and hoops they make you jump through
You were made to fill a purpose that only you could do
So there could never be a more beautiful you

Little girl twenty-one the things that you’ve already done
Anything to get ahead
And you say you’ve got a man but he’s got another plan
Only wants what you will do instead

Well little girl twenty-one you never thought that this would come
You starve yourself to play the part
But I can promise you there’s a man whose love is true
And he’ll treat you like the jewel you are

So turn around you’re not too far
To back away be who you are
To change your path go another way
It’s not too late you can be saved
If you feel depressed with past regrets
The shameful nights hope to forget
Can disappear they can all be washed away
By the one who’s strong can right your wrongs
Can rid your fears dry all your tears
And change the way you look at this big world
He will take your dark distorted view
And with His light He will show you truth
And again you’ll see through the eyes of a little girl

Jonny Diaz

Here's the link to the video too:

But I would recommend just LISTENING to it before you actually see it. That's how I did it, and read the words, but it worked. :D

Have a great week!
Posting moer soon, too.

God bless,

June 7, 2009

I appreciate living a little more...

Okay, well... WOW. I wonder if my title brought curious visitors to those who have me in there blogroll/update thingy. ;) Hahh.
YESTERDAY was just full of excitement--and pain. I really do mean that I appreciate living a little more.
June 06, 2009, I was going to a baby-shower and I was in bascially my church clothes (except for my jeans), and all happy-go-lucky. It had just finished POURING and my mom parked the car across the house from where the part was being held, and along the street (parallel, on the grass). I hopped out of the car with my twin and while my mom started crossing the street, we were faced with a pretty long-- and kind of wide-- puddle right on the street. We basically couldn't go around it, and I didn't want to get wet, but I didn't have my sneakers on. But my sister did. She held my hand and we were about to jump, but then I hesitated and didn't. She made it across, but I was still standing on the street before this puddle.

Alright, news-fact for the people who didn't know: I'm not only scared of heights, but I'm scared of jumping things. Those kids that jump off those high stairs, making it to the ground all excited and not hurt--oh man, I could never do that. BACK to my story...

-----So then, my sister looked back at me and started laughing. And I was not happy with that, it made me look like I was just really scared or delicate--so I jumped. Here's where everyone rolls their eyes and calls me stupid, idiotic, etc.
The moment my church shoes (which DO have line 1-inch heels) hit the ground, they went flying up in the air.

[[Okay, remember in those cartoons how when a character would fall, their feet would REALLY fly up from underneath them, just making it look even more fake? Yeah, IT CAN BE REAL. Because it literally happened to me.]]

Nahh, my back didn't hit the street first. --My head did. Oh man, oh man, was it painful. All I remember is jumping and then my head exploding on me. My sister came running over to me, because while she and mom were walking away, my collision with the ground made a pretty great sound.
The first thought that came to my head was
"Oh, Lord, I love you."

-I was so thankful. Why? Not only did it not SO MUCH sense INTO me, but I hadn't died. Just a little worse and I probably would have lost consciousness.-
I had a SEVERE headache for two hours. None of the two "*starts quoting in commercial voice* Extra-Strength Tylenol" worked. I was at the baby-shower for an hourand a half, starting to feel nauscious-- I ended up at our Children's hospital, and FOUR HOURS of being there, the CAT Scan said I was clear, all I have is a mild-concussion.
Guess what I FEEL LIKE doing (because I'm not permitted to doing so) right now?
Happy-dancing. =D

I cried at how many times people called to check up on me. My sister left her Facebook status that I was in the ER, and so many people responded to it. Everyone that said they were praying/hoping I felt better and asking for updates either called or e-mailed. --And it made me feel so much better. I didn't realize that even adults cared about whether I was feeling alright or not. I also realized that life was a little more precious to me than I thought.
You know how there are some people that say they really couldn't care whether they were alive or not. How they absolutely hate life? Most people call them emo or something, but there are people that aren't even stereo-typed and they act like they couldn't care what life is. I started JOKING around with people who were like that, I would always pretend that maybe it wasn't so important as I thought--as some people would say it was.
I probably wasn't close to dying, but my head got hit pretty ridiculously hard. When I had left I had rushed out the door, but this morning I just sat with my youngest sister because I was making up for the time I hadn't said goodbye to her yesterday.

God IS awesome, amazing, powerful, merciful, great, all-mighty, and everything else great you could ask for. He's BIG and He can carry you anywhere, anytime.

So there's my story. :P It's okay if you didn't even read the whole thing, it was pretty long... I'm stuck here at home while everyone's at church, so I had the time. ;)
Though if you did, I hope you got my meaning in the whole thing. It's pretty clear. I used to love life. I just love it even more now.

God bless,

June 5, 2009


I'm practically finished with my book Cured! I'm super excited. A few more scenes, and I'll be done. I see the ending coming near, and that has me extremely excited. =D
So far I have 116 pages. In book format, it'd probably be 210 pages. (I'm using Micrsoft, and I clicked the "Read" button)
I have, so far, 70,741 words. :) That's the FARTHEST I've eveer been, and it feels pretty great.

Anywho, I know, short post... but yeah. I'll post soon some more!

Later gators!

God bless,