The Graduation Present

The 3 Passions

Each day slowly shapes our lives as dripping water shapes the stone.

God Will Shower the Earth

"Have you ever blown on a dandelion that has gone to seed while making a wish? This webring is for those who experience life in all its agonizing glory; they accept the good and the bad, they embrace the light and the dark, as they flow with the winds of change. They move on regardless of what life throws at them because they feel that there is always room for hope. They believe in rebirth. They are dreamers, individualists, idealists, wanderers, and bruised souls set on a never-ending healing journey.
Are you one of them?"

Its all about you.

Its all about you, Jesus.
The one, who held me, comforted me through it all.
The one that no matter what I thought about my self, saw this girl that was worth loving.
You saved me?
You loved me?
You pursued me?
You captured me?
You wanted me?
I ask how?
You answer me,
You are everything to me.
I want to bring you every thing and I’m all you ask for…all of me.
I’m coming home my father, home to your arms.
I’m coming home to where I should have been the whole time, in your arms.
You Save me.
You Love me.
You pursue me.
You Capture me.
You want me.
You know me.
You answer me.
You are every thing to me.
I’m coming back Lord; I’m coming home to your arms.
I love you; I love you and shout it to the heavens.
You love me, You love me, you love me, you love me…

Our Ghana, Africa Team!

The Amazing Ghana Team and Anna missing a limb..haha.
We are going to Africa from May 22nd to June 22nd

True Friend-My Eeyore I have had for 11 years

“It's snowing still," said Eeyore gloomily. "So it is." "And freezing." "Is it?" "Yes," said Eeyore. "However," he said, brightening up a little, "we haven't had an earthquake lately.” A. A. Milne

Broken

This is a poem I wrote in high school. My life has changed a ton since I wrote this, but this poem is still one of my favorites.

Some times I need to just breathe.
Is it sickening to hear when I say that I have forgotten how?
My life is a clutter and I wish that I could make sense of it.
Some times I ask, is my life for real?
I some times find my self-starring off to space, then I think I can’t wait to get to heaven and out of this place.
I find my self-standing in empty crowds around people holding sad smiles.
A friend once told me that I should let God be my escape but some times he just doesn’t feel real enough.
Is it me?
I can’t hear you! Why don’t you help me?
I know that you can see that I am drowning so why don’t you come save me?
I have preciously devoted my time.
Why don’t you send me your love?
Why is it that you say I have so little faith?
I have tried and at one point thought you were talking to me through spiritual lessons but then my life fell again.
Why are you doing this to me?
My life will not stop spinning, its one bad thing after another.
I just want to breath Lord.
I feel like I am screaming silently and no one can hear me.
I am drowning in a substance I’m not even sure of, my own life I assume.
God are you real?
I cry out “Reveal your self to me!”
My heart hurts with a burning to just be happy.
I went on a school retreat this weekend and was my old self again. The self I was before I dated my boy friend, the self that I wish my best friend could see again, the self that the whole world could see.
I want that all the time, I want to be able to breathe.
A song that I have heard says that you breathe new breath right through me like a might rushing wind, well, where is this wind?
Where is this breath that every body claims is there?
I feel my body giving up and I’m just a high school student.
How sad is that?
Who’s life did I change?
Obviously not my ex-boyfriends, obviously not my best friends.
I reach out to people, big deal.
Doesn’t change a thing.
It’s the people out there that changed me, they impacted me.
All a one-way street again.
I need to breathe new breath.
God I know that you are real, but why do I feel you don’t care for me?
Am I blind to what is here in front of me?
Its not like I think you can’t exist because your something I can’t see.
I just cry out, “Be here with me!”
I miss you, I miss being alive for you, but I feel as if you come and go like a wave in an ocean.
Why do I feel like you can’t be permanent?
Why is it that I am like wet cement and every time some one comes through me I change my shape and form.
Can’t I stand strong through any thing?
God I know you are there, just help me breathe, that’s all I ask.

Second Chance

I wrote this for my older brother Josh, who is so amazing in my life.

Through those gentle eyes I see love looking back at me
I remember when I was so little and you were my protector; my night in shining armor; those days when for both of us life was free.
When in those days my biggest worry was where my Barbie had gone missing
It makes me sad to sit here looking back on life; reminiscing.
I wish I could go back to the days when we went to Michigan to hang out at the beach
Where we would wrestle around in the sand and my laugh would get to a pitch I didn't even know it could reach.
I was never scared when with you because I knew if you were around every thing would be ok
And now there are so many things to fear growing up in this day.
My heart saddens thinking how I can't just reach out to you and snuggle by your side
Oh how I miss you and I fear you don't even know how much you have been my guide.
People like you are what makes this life perfect and complete
With out you there would be no solid ground beneath my feet.
I remember when you used to play monster with us and my heart would race with joy
And then when I got older and you would threaten that if I were hurt by any man it would be a man you would have to destroy ?.
I miss your laugh and the way the corner's of your eyes wrinkle when something really makes you smile
I miss talking to you and telling you stories and just sitting and laughing for a while.
You're my big brother the one I look up to and want to be
The one that lifts me upon his shoulders because I couldn't see
I thought that when I was little and continue to think that now
You are the Best older brother I could ask for and when I look back the only words to escape my lips are wow…
I fear that I have not told you I love you enough or how much my life has been impacted by you
I fear that it may have gotten to the point where you don't believe that at all but I want to emphasize how much it is true, how much it is that I love you.
Every one deserves a second chance at life to tell the one they love how they really feel
So here I am pouring out my heart to you so you know the important role you play in my life and that what you and I have is real.
I know that you will be there for me through whatever it is I may endeavor
I love you so much Josh and my love for you is true; it was true then, it's true now, and will be forever.

“Any problem you can't solve with a good guitar, is either, unsolvable or isn't a problem.

Walkway to Heaven

"There is only one path to Heaven. On Earth, we call it Love." -Unknown

My beautiful Sister Taylor and her cat Gracey.

Storm

Matthew 14:25-32

God I feel as though I am drowning and there is nothing that I can do.
I feel that the storm enrages around me and I have a hard time seeing you.
I don’t know how long I have been out here and have lost track of time
I hear you whisper in my ear, “I love you and you are mine.”
I ask, “Lord, if it’s you, tell me to come to you on the water.”
“Come” you said, and I know that you are testing the faith of your daughter.
I stepped out of my boat and walked upon the rocky sea
I was focused on you and then suddenly became distracted by the angry storm surrounding me.
I slowly sink into the cold waters, and it makes my chest tighten so
It becomes harder to breathe and I feel the water come and go.
I see you in the distance and you are the reason that I have come.
You asked me to come and so I came and some times I feel luckier then some.
I look into your eyes and become lost in what I see
As I begin to sink your warm hand touches mine and I know that the chosen one is me.
I begin to rise onto the water despite the storm that is around
The ocean becomes quiet casting a peaceful sound.
You use me to show others why trials must exist
And those that are in the boat worship crying out, “Truly, you are the Son of God,” Truly you exist.