so. i haven't updated in forever and an age. some news right now.
lisa has the most stinkest bad headache i've had in a long time. (mostly due to the fact that i banged my head last night on the wall while on the telephone)
my sister is gone, but she's coming back in like a week. and that makes me happy.
i'm singing at the parent teacher fellowship tonight. and i'm not in the mood.
i really like hoops and yoyo.
life is out of control.!.

we were listening to shut the door keep out the devil, when my little sister said. "i think i know what the devil is, shall i tell you?" sure. "like robbers and stuff. . ." wouldn't that be nice. . .

makes me remember when i KNEW that pagans were the neighbors back the road,
o and anybody else who rode motorcycles and any other person that drove them were were evil too,
*we would hide from them,
*i dreamt about them,
*and knew that they were out to get us.
*they scared me. !
*i don't think anybody knows the fear that ran through me when i heard a motorcycle, i still remember that feeling, and it was terrible.
*they were pagans.
and now when i hear the word pagan, i think back to what i thought it makes me giggle every time.

o, and when the lady drove to church.
i knew they were sinners, because the man drives not the lady. . . .

ahh. talk about the blissful innocense of little kids. that and what the people around you think is wrong, out of proportion in your child-like faith. (if you can call it that) it's precious.

life continues on . . .

children were born. people died. and others barely live so that the rich have a life.

well. life is just plain retarded! people are confusing. yeah.

i can’t believe my baby sister is 6.!. seems like just yesterday she turned 5.

I'd like to say a word in her behalf

Maria makes me laugh

How do you solve a problem like Maria?

How do you catch a cloud and pin it down?

How do you find a word that means Maria?

A flibbertijibbet! A will-o'-the wisp! A clown!

Many a thing you know you'd like to tell her

Many a thing she ought to understand

But how do you make her stay

And listen to all you say

How do you keep a wave upon the sand

Oh, how do you solve a problem like Maria?

How do you hold a moonbeam in your hand?

(well here just a fraction of the pictures of some of her. . . )

couple days ago. . . i was tired. and just wanted to sleep. but maria was in the talking mood. so i kinda listened to her ramble, and trying to look interested, nodded my head at the right times.

and then she asked me why they killed that guy. i was trying to figure out what guy was killed. finally it dawned on me. Suddam Hussein. i was shocked. i didn’t even know she knew about him. much less that he was killed. but i guess she does have ears. i wasn’t sure what to say. because i mean for Pete’s sake she is only 5. but i tried to explain to her that He killed a lot of people, he was bad. he was a sinner. and her response was “But why don’t they kill us?” i was like WOW! girl. such innocence. she has the hugest heart. and i love her for it.!

yeah. i agree. suddam was a terrible man. but so am i. what right do i have to say it was a good thing to kill suddam? actually when i heard that he was hung. something in me. i don’t know. i just wanted to cry. it was so sad. and to think some people think that it was a good thing. . . makes me even sadder.

chorale retreat.

wow. this weekend was fun and way out of control. :)

stopping while travelling. :)wendys walking in the woods, sometimes in the rain and even the dark. the haunted old cabin. . .ahh!gate parties.playin wink. ;)wink.wink.um. you should get off the chair. i winked at you. so you done. . . singing my God is so big(real loudly) on the top of the mountain until a fourwheeler came, then quickly running down the steep muddy mountain in the pitch black. trying not to scream when people jumped out of nowhere. . .
quem and shmeck. . .well that's all for now.
but that doesn't even cover it. cause it was so crazy. . . that you could never understand unless you were there.

my dad.

dedicated to my Pop. he loves bamboo. and his birthday was yesterday. . . he is 51. :)

Jesus to the World (Roaring Lambs)

A little girl who is hungry Prays for something she can eat A single mom doing all she can Finds herself out on the street Will we see their need and hear their cries Look at our watch and just walk on by Or will we stop and take the time To be Jesus in their lives

Chorus:

We need to be lambs that roar

We need to be eagles that soar

We need to be salt

We need to be light

We need to be Jesus to the world

We need to take love into the streets

Be willing to turn the other cheek

We need to be strong We need to be weak

We need to be Jesus

Jesus to the world

Jesus came with a message

That would change the way we live

He showed us all by example

What the heart of heaven is

He saw our need and He heard our cry

He loved us so much that

He gave His life

He taught us by his sacrifice H

ow we should live our lives

repeat chorus

We need to be Jesus

Jesus to the world