2.14.2006
2.10.2006
OBU, Here I Come!!!! YAY!!!
I GOT INTO OKLAHOMA BAPTIST UNIVERSITY!!!!
I'm just a little bit excited. We checked the mail last night, and I saw this letter from OBU, but I figured it was just a letter with more information it. So I opened it. And then I read the first word: Congratulations! And I screamed. Quite literally. Then I started crying. I am soo stoked! I saw the roommate paper and everything and I was overwhelmed with joy! What perfect timing! After everything with my car, I needed something awesome to happen! Pretty sure this qualifies. Haha
2.09.2006
What Rubbish
Oh my gosh. This is so lame. I can't believe he changed his story. So they are not taking any credit for this. How dumb. Okay, I know I said God is trying to teach me something, and I believe He is, but does He have to try so hard? Why can't He just like tell me instead of showing me?
I know this is cryptic. But I need prayer. Thank God for FISH today where someone (Hannah or Kristina, I think) mentioned my car. I sincerely hope that God places a burden on them and Cody and Chris and everyone at church to pray for me. I'm sooo going to need it.
Was he stopped? Did I run into him? I don't think so. That's not what he said to begin with.
My stomach is in knots. Literally.
I pray that someone saw what happened, that they come up to me at school tomorrow and tell me. I PRAY that.
I glanced down at my radio to see what station it was on, and next thing I knew, there was impact. I don't know if I looked up before he hit me, or right after. Oh my gosh.
I hate this. I hate this. I hate this. I hate this.
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God, I pray right now that I'll have your peace. You are eternal. I don't know the outcome of this, but God, I know that You write what happens. You tell the stars where to stand and the waves how far they can go. You are in control. God, I pray that I will remember that and not doubt, like I often do. Bring the truth to light, and God, I pray that somehow You will be glorified through all of this. Make my family and I witnesses to him and his family. I pray that they see you in us. Oh my gosh. Just...work it out. That's all. God, I don't even know what to pray. Holy Sprit, intercede on my behalf... I love You, God. Forever and ever. In Jesus' awesome, beautiful, holy name I pray,
Amen.
"The Ocean" -Mae
(Kristina introduced me to this band in a very roundabout way. And I like them)
Am I alone in this?
Never a night where I can sleep myself 'til day.
We must try to figure it out, figure it out.
It won't be that easy.We lost it somehow.
You come over unannounced.
Silence broken by your voice in the dark.
I need you here tonight,
Just like the ocean needs the waves.
Oh, the night becomes the space that's somewhere in between
What I feel and what I'm told.
Sitting on the shoreline trying to figure it out, figure it out.
To find out the meaning
And reach it somehow.
You come over unannounced.
Silence broken by your voice in the dark.
I need you here tonight,
Just like the ocean needs the waves.
Fall around me now,
Like stars that shine and brighten the way.
I need you here tonight,
Just like this night it needs the rain.
The season has changed.
The wind, it blows colder now.(colder now)
The clouds are raised,
The rain it falls harder now, all around.
You come over unannounced.
Silence broken by your voice in the dark.
I need you here tonight,
Just like the ocean needs the waves.
Fall around me now.(So fall around me now)
Like stars that shine and brighten the way.
I need you here tonight,
Just like this night it needs the rain.(Rain)
(You come)Over unannounced,
(Will you come over)
Silence broken by your voice in the dark.
I need you here tonight,
Just like the ocean needs the waves.
Just like the stars that fall around me now.
I know this is cryptic. But I need prayer. Thank God for FISH today where someone (Hannah or Kristina, I think) mentioned my car. I sincerely hope that God places a burden on them and Cody and Chris and everyone at church to pray for me. I'm sooo going to need it.
Was he stopped? Did I run into him? I don't think so. That's not what he said to begin with.
My stomach is in knots. Literally.
I pray that someone saw what happened, that they come up to me at school tomorrow and tell me. I PRAY that.
I glanced down at my radio to see what station it was on, and next thing I knew, there was impact. I don't know if I looked up before he hit me, or right after. Oh my gosh.
I hate this. I hate this. I hate this. I hate this.
I hate this. I hate this. I hate this. I hate this.
I hate this. I hate this. I hate this. I hate this.
I hate this. I hate this. I hate this. I hate this.
I hate this. I hate this. I hate this. I hate this.
I hate this. I hate this. I hate this. I hate this.
I hate this. I hate this. I hate this. I hate this.
I hate this. I hate this. I hate this. I hate this.
I hate this. I hate this. I hate this. I hate this.
I hate this. I hate this. I hate this. I hate this.
I hate this. I hate this. I hate this. I hate this.
I hate this. I hate this. I hate this. I hate this.
I hate this. I hate this. I hate this. I hate this.
I hate this. I hate this. I hate this. I hate this.
I hate this. I hate this. I hate this. I hate this.
I hate this. I hate this. I hate this. I hate this.
I hate this. I hate this. I hate this. I hate this.
God, I pray right now that I'll have your peace. You are eternal. I don't know the outcome of this, but God, I know that You write what happens. You tell the stars where to stand and the waves how far they can go. You are in control. God, I pray that I will remember that and not doubt, like I often do. Bring the truth to light, and God, I pray that somehow You will be glorified through all of this. Make my family and I witnesses to him and his family. I pray that they see you in us. Oh my gosh. Just...work it out. That's all. God, I don't even know what to pray. Holy Sprit, intercede on my behalf... I love You, God. Forever and ever. In Jesus' awesome, beautiful, holy name I pray,
Amen.
"The Ocean" -Mae
(Kristina introduced me to this band in a very roundabout way. And I like them)
Am I alone in this?
Never a night where I can sleep myself 'til day.
We must try to figure it out, figure it out.
It won't be that easy.We lost it somehow.
You come over unannounced.
Silence broken by your voice in the dark.
I need you here tonight,
Just like the ocean needs the waves.
Oh, the night becomes the space that's somewhere in between
What I feel and what I'm told.
Sitting on the shoreline trying to figure it out, figure it out.
To find out the meaning
And reach it somehow.
You come over unannounced.
Silence broken by your voice in the dark.
I need you here tonight,
Just like the ocean needs the waves.
Fall around me now,
Like stars that shine and brighten the way.
I need you here tonight,
Just like this night it needs the rain.
The season has changed.
The wind, it blows colder now.(colder now)
The clouds are raised,
The rain it falls harder now, all around.
You come over unannounced.
Silence broken by your voice in the dark.
I need you here tonight,
Just like the ocean needs the waves.
Fall around me now.(So fall around me now)
Like stars that shine and brighten the way.
I need you here tonight,
Just like this night it needs the rain.(Rain)
(You come)Over unannounced,
(Will you come over)
Silence broken by your voice in the dark.
I need you here tonight,
Just like the ocean needs the waves.
Just like the stars that fall around me now.
Chill Out, Dude.
I decided that FISH isn't raelly a club. Really, I think it is just a reason for me and Hannah and Kristina and Chris and Cody and sometimes Jonna to just talk. I'm not complaining. I like hanging out with the above people. It's just...interesting.
2.07.2006
Mon Pouvre Voiture!
I got in a car accident.
After school yesterday, I watied for like 20 minutes before leaving, but as I was exiting the parking lot, a kid came too fast into it and slammed into me. He hit the driver side corner, busting out a light, and my bumper broke off and a panel and my grill got smashed. I'm okay, thank God times a million, and so are he and his girlfriend, who was also in the car. So I call Dad, and he comes down, and so do the kid's parents, and the Troopers come down, and take pictures and interview us and stuff. He ends up getting a ticket because he was going too fast. It was so sad. It was cold, and snowing and raining, and my poor car, so obviously, I was crying. And that is the one day I wear mascara. Figures. So anyway, theres over $2000 worth of damage to my poor car, which they are paying for since it is his fault. But I'm bummed.
Then I was thinking about something Pastor Tom said a while ago. Or maybe it was Ms. Mindy. I think it was Ms. Mindy. Anyway, in Sunday School, we were talking about Satan, and how he and God talk to each other, as Job 1 tells us. So I was thinking about how Satan had to ask God if he could do this. And I don't know why God said yes, but He did. So I'm trying to find a lesson in this. I'm learning to praise God in all things, like that it is still driveable and such. And I'm not really mad at him, I'm just...sad, I guess...about my car.
Apparenly tons of people knew about it, and I am so grateful that Lucas and Kristina and her car-load of people stopped. I totally needed the hug Chrissy gave me. Props to you guys (though I'm sure Kristina is the only one who reads this).
And we called Brad last night and told him, and I made sure he knew that the bass is okay. When Jeff got in his accident, the bass flew out the back window. So I assured Brad it is okay. Haha
I'm learning to find joy in all things, I think. It's really exciting.
After school yesterday, I watied for like 20 minutes before leaving, but as I was exiting the parking lot, a kid came too fast into it and slammed into me. He hit the driver side corner, busting out a light, and my bumper broke off and a panel and my grill got smashed. I'm okay, thank God times a million, and so are he and his girlfriend, who was also in the car. So I call Dad, and he comes down, and so do the kid's parents, and the Troopers come down, and take pictures and interview us and stuff. He ends up getting a ticket because he was going too fast. It was so sad. It was cold, and snowing and raining, and my poor car, so obviously, I was crying. And that is the one day I wear mascara. Figures. So anyway, theres over $2000 worth of damage to my poor car, which they are paying for since it is his fault. But I'm bummed.
Then I was thinking about something Pastor Tom said a while ago. Or maybe it was Ms. Mindy. I think it was Ms. Mindy. Anyway, in Sunday School, we were talking about Satan, and how he and God talk to each other, as Job 1 tells us. So I was thinking about how Satan had to ask God if he could do this. And I don't know why God said yes, but He did. So I'm trying to find a lesson in this. I'm learning to praise God in all things, like that it is still driveable and such. And I'm not really mad at him, I'm just...sad, I guess...about my car.
Apparenly tons of people knew about it, and I am so grateful that Lucas and Kristina and her car-load of people stopped. I totally needed the hug Chrissy gave me. Props to you guys (though I'm sure Kristina is the only one who reads this).
And we called Brad last night and told him, and I made sure he knew that the bass is okay. When Jeff got in his accident, the bass flew out the back window. So I assured Brad it is okay. Haha
I'm learning to find joy in all things, I think. It's really exciting.
2.02.2006
Waxing
If you ever want to wax your legs with a homemade recipe, but you don't have any lemon juice, do NOT, I repeat, DO NOT, attempt to create your own recipe. Especially if it includes water, Tang, sugar, and vegetable oil. You'll regret it. Trust me.
I am soooo never going to be a chemist.
Don't even ask.
I am soooo never going to be a chemist.
Don't even ask.
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