What is a tree's favorite type of fruit? - a PINE-apple!

I've been in a weird place lately. Not necessarily spiritually, but thinking about a certain situation a lot. Sometimes I start imagining how things could work out a certain way or fall into place. I know...i know...we make plans and God laughs right? But, sometimes it is nice to dream. I feel like there is a lot going on around me lately. Like a cyclone is all around me and i am in the calm eye seeing it all occur. I want to jump in and be in the game with everyone else but fear stops me. I'm afraid to be hurt. I push away when all I desire is to be drawn in.

But here I stand in the the center with my dreams, thoughts, and schoolwork while the drama swirls around. My dreams begin to be sucked into the drama and yet I want to keep them here far away from corruption and someone being able to steal them away. My vision gets foggy as the cyclone whips across my face and I squint to still be able to see clearly.

I love the fact Solomon was the wisest man ever and the first thing he talks about is dealing with the opposite sex! Psalm 118:9 says, "It is better to take refuge in the LORD than to trust in princes." Though talking about political leaders, I like to think of it as a reminder of the old christian cliche that 'a woman should be so lost in God that a man has to seek God to find her.' So that's what I'm working on...getting lost in God. I pray one day God has a future husband who seeks Him and isn't afraid to pursue me!

Cassavettes

You know how you always say you want famous friends? These three Texans were on newspaper staff with me! Glenn was our editor. I think they sound awesome..just wanted to share!

kindergarten

what happened to the good 'ole days when life was easy and less complicated? Boy had cooties and girl's status were ranked by Lisa Frank stickers and Beanie Babies? I miss the simple days. Can we go back, even if just for a week to de-stress and eat some glittery paste?

Acts 20:22-24

And now, compelled by the Spirit, I am going to Jerusalem, not knowing what will happen to me there. I only know that in every city the Holy Spirit warns me that prison and hardships are facing me. However, I consider my life worth nothing to me, if only I may finish the race and complete the task the LORD Jesus has given me- the task of testifying to the gospel of God's grace.

Jobs That Are A Joke- Weatherman in Phoenix!

http://youtube.com/watch?v=PBXSAFIjge8

I couldn't embed the video because it is a public service announcement...but it cracks me up! This is life (and weather) in Arizona! Enjoy!

(be sure to watch it until the end)

Easter '08

There's no better way to celebrate the ressurection of Christ than with my brother and sisters! (both present and over the phone!)

Rom. 8:39-40

far away

Today was the first official day back at school since Spring Break. I say official because most of my Spring Break consisted of homework for school. I would much rather still be in California...even with the Dinosaurs.

some things are universal...like Texans

Over the weekend on the drive out to Irvine, there was an SUV with Arizona plates. Next to the plates was a Texas flag sticker! The driver made an extra effort to pull up next to my Texas plated Honda and gave a simple nod of approval. In the parking lot at the Rangers/Cubs game was the single most Texas plates I have seen n the same spot since moving out here to Arizona. You know what, I love the Texan pride. One day, I yearn for my kids to understand the pride and experience it themselves. I miss that here. As I think and pray about my future and where God will lead, I feel he wants me away from Texas for at least a while...but I wouldn't complain if I ended up back there someday. As the speakers in the Rangers Spring Training stadium blared...

God blessed Texas.

I'm going to New Zealand!

http://aliciainnewzealand.blogspot.com/

dad, i missed you at the game.

So I am in the middle of my Spring Break thus far. This is what I've accomplished::

• washed and waxed the car
• worked on my papers/misc. homework
• cleanedthe car interior and filled with gas
• address fundraising letters
• cleaned my desk
• slept in
• rented a movie
• did laundry
• payed the electric bill
• went to my first spring training game
• met Fergie Jenkins and Ron LeFlore!
  

i wanted to buy this hat on the top left!


Ron LeFlore!

Fergie Jenkins!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HOF 1991.

oh my goodness I missed my roomates SO much. (as titled by my roommate...i think she missed me)

new dream::

• live in SO CAL (preferably Irvine area) for at least one year of my life.

dreams fulfilled from the weekend::

• Driving down Ocean Ave on Laguna Beach while yellowcard is on
• finally reaching Orange County and blring Supertones with the windows down

now...to the neighbors con SONIC. peace and love.

Today I am 21.5!

It's officially my half-birthday!

I went to California last weekend on a Navigator trip and in our car we shared our life stories. These stories included stories of my oldest sister breaking Diana's dream house before she really got to play with it and our chalk villages tha would go all the way down the street! As I thought back on my past, i've decided that occasionally I will write of my youth. As this is my half-birthday, i've decided to begin with one of my favorites!

I don't actually remember how old I was when i was baptized. I believe it was around 8 or so. My dad got to perform the task. He asked me what seemed like a never-ended series of questions in front of a multitude of people at CBC Bartonville. Belive it or not, I didn't really like being the center of attention. I was pretty nervous and was careful to not lose my footing on the slippery stool at the bottom of the pool. it was finally time and my dad put down the microphone. I crossed my arms and my dad emerged me into the water "in the name of the father, son, and holy spirit."

It's funny becasue apparently my mother baptised me as a baby in our bathtub in order for her Catholic family to not be worried about my salvation and when tey inquired if i was baptised she could respond yes.

As my dad emerged me into the lukewarm pool, I held my breathe for wat seemed like eternity. He started to pull me out so i began to exhale. As soon as all of my air was gone i felt his arms push me under again. Apparently the first time i floated! He wanted to be sure the job was done correctly! So, after being completly submerged, I arose with a slight cough and gasp for air. There is no doubt I was baptised that day. And that I survived to tell the tale!

What was your baptism like?