Monday, December 17, 2007

Off to Virginia We Go! . .. again.

Here we are in VA again. Krissy is having her surgery for the Neuropace this time. She seems okay with it this time, but this only means 3 years of research and lots of patience for Mom and her both.

Theres been a lot that has happened since I last blogged. Starting after the summer, I transferred to UNCW, where the only issues I have had, well, lets not get to that! I transferred and have done nothing but love school. Crazy, but the Education department is nothing short of amazing. . . and the fact that I can graduate in Spring of 2009 is nothing short of a miracle!

In August, I kinda sorta wrecked my Seabring. Very sad, cause I loved that car, but unfortunate situations happen. I'm okay, and nobody was hurt. I was also in the midst of an apartment search, which wonderfully worked out 2 weeks after school started. Not too bad at all. Later this semester, I was able to find another apartment that I am currently in, and love my roommate!

So now that all of that is out and explained, I have one other amazing thing to talk about!! My Sweetpea!! We have celebrated a year this past August, and its been wonderful! We have been very blessed with our relationship and I can't wait to see what else will happen!!

Well, thats about all for now, so hopefully I will talk again soon!

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Sunday, September 30, 2007



**Holding hands is something young kids do with their parents, as a way to feel safe. It's something elderly couples in their 90s do, to show each other they still love each other. It is a universal symbol of caring, tenderness and security. Your hands are extremely sensitive, they are the main way you "take action" in life. So to have your hands interlocked with the hands of another person is the ultimate way to say "you are what I choose in my life".
Holding hands comments from answers.com.
**Two or more people voluntarily hold hands for one of the following reasons and purposes:

* in various rituals:
o handshake
o in certain religious services, to pray
o in various occult rituals
* to express friendship or love,
* to enjoy physical contact (not necessarily of erotic character),
* for emotional support,
* to guide (a child, a blind person, in darkness, etc.)
* to urge to follow,
* to keep together (in a crowd or in darkness),
* to help the other walking, standing or climbing up,
* to dance.
* to arm wrestle

Holding hands is putting our strengths over someone else's weaknesses.


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Tuesday, August 07, 2007

God. . . and Port City Java (Part 1)

This has been an amazing summer. Sad to say we only have two weeks left. Two weeks. We started with about 12.

It has been a long but exciting summer. The beginning did not start out as well as I had hoped; definitely all my fault. But, all in all, there were a whole lot of tears, a whole lot of talking, and a whole lot of love. No worries. What seems like it can tear us down can only make us stronger.

God has been amazing. I learn more and more every day about him and his love and mercy . . . especially working with the children. There can be great days, and there can be tough days. But what is amazing about the tough days is that there is always one small simple reminder from a hug or from a comment from one of the children that allows me to know that I am still doing what I am here to do; still working in the place I was put.

I have really had an amazing summer. My walk has become greater, and even stronger with Rob as we put our Maker in the center. God has been my stronghold while Port City Java has been my fall back. Their coffee is probably the only thing that can make my day 10 times better than it already is . . . speaking of that . . . coffee break.

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I am dating the most amazing guy ever. You should be jealous.  The heart that he has beats anything I have ever seen. His compassion for me, my family, my friends, and even the things of my passion, has been the most amazing ever. It is pretty awesome when I can get a comment about our relationship and how we both do not seemed to be so wrapped up in each other, but is wrapped up in Him. My goal is for my walk to be in the right place with my Maker so that I can be who I need to be for Rob.

Sooo, some exciting news . . . I am going to be transferring in the Fall! I left this past semester from Campbell and headed to Caswell with a mindset that I was going to send in applications and get accepted within one summer. Guess what!? I put in an application to UNC Wilmington and UNC Greensboro, and will be attending UNC Wilmington in about 2 and half weeks!! Very very excited about that! Now I just have to find a place to live, which honestly I know will fall into place!

But anyway, I hope this was enough to catch you up! Hopefully I will let you know more soon!!

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Thursday, February 22, 2007

Lots to Talk About

I really haven't written in a long time. . . I know, I'm a slacker. . . but its okay. You get an update now!

School is going pretty well. I haven't had to hard of a time with my classes, well except for the stressing to get all my work in on time kinda hard time, but does that really count? Staying busy. . . but thats nothing new either.

I like being an RA. . . but there are definitely sometimes that I really miss actually working. Like a “real job” what I figure. Yeah, I am getting paid for this, but I feel really lazy, and I hate that feeling. But I was at one point considering not doing it again next year, but then I thought about how I am not a quitter, and I like to really give a job the go-run, so in other words, I am giving it another year.

Krissy has been in the hospital for quite a few days now. She had her first surgery, one where they put a grid on her brain with 139 electrodes in it so they can monitor her seizures. She is supposed to have a bunch of seizures so they can tell exactly where they are coming from, and eventually they want to take out the place of her brain that are causing them. Very scary, but very much a miracle. Big Miracle. Only He can make that happen.

I got the most beautiful flowers ever for Valentines day. . . they are so beautiful. But whats really sad, is that I got them on my visit to see my favorite person ever. . . and then I was headed up to VA to see my sister, and in stead of bringing them inside, I left them in my car, with the window cracked, but they froze. I was super sad. I am still super sad. But I know they were beautiful, and that the person who gave them to me is the greatest ever. Speaking of him, I got to see him this past weekend, and I have to say I had a lot of fun with him. Like him a lot, and can't wait to spend more time with him. It snowed. Did I mention that? Yeah, I am not a fan of snow, but something about being there with him, and it snowing. . . kinda made it a bit special. I usually don't like snow, but for some reason, loved every bit of it this past weekend. Crazy huh? Yeah, I'm crazy. . . for him.

One thing that has really been on my mind lately is things becoming “real”. Something that came to mind during interviews, which I will talk about in a minute, was when talking about events from last summer, one of my favorites was when we went on a walk through the life of Jesus. We were blindfolded and all we could do was listen and follow. It made his life real. You can read the story over and over again, but sometimes it never sets in until you experience it, or until it is made real. One thing that has been sort of an encouragement is to make things that seem impossible, real. My walk with my maker. . . I can't ever really know what He is saying or what He wants me to do without really walking with Him and allowing myself to clear my mind and listen. Making our conversations “real”. Just a thought!

Interviews were the weekend before last. I really enjoyed mine. I def talked a lot. . . but I am hoping I get to be 2nd in command for Sea breeze :). But we shall see how that goes!

Spring Break is coming up. . . and I have quite a bit to do before then. . . I have to do a dorm program, which might be some fun, but we will see. . . then I have Choir tour that weekend, then a week lol, then my sweetie is coming that weekend, and there is a Youth Rally at my church. Pretty exciting and pretty busy at the same time. Get excited. I at least get a break and get to see my sweetie.

Well thats pretty much it for now. . . there is probably a bit more to talk about, but I can't remember right now. . . anyway, have a great week!

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Tuesday, January 30, 2007

Higher Ground (1898)

I press toward the goal for the prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus. Philippians 3:14 (NKJV)
I strain to reach the end of the race and receive the prize for which God, through Christ Jesus, is calling us up to heaven. Philippians 3:14 (NLT)
















Written by: Johnson Oatman

Music by: Charles H. Gabriel

Other songs by Oatman: “Count Your Blessings”

His hymns focused primarily on Christina growth and personal victory.

Thought Behind Hymn: “It isn’t enough to know Christ; we need to know Him better and more deeply.”

I’m pressing on the upward way,
New heights I’m gaining every day;
Still praying as I’m onward bound,
“Lord, plant my feet on higher ground.”

Lord, lift me up and let me stand
By faith on heaven’s table land,
A higher plain that I have found:
Lord, plant my feet on higher ground.

My heart has no desire to stay
Where doubts arise and fears dismay;
Though some may dwell where these abound,
My prayer, my aim is higher ground.

I want to live above the world,
Though Satan’s darts at me are hurled;
Fr faith has caught the joyful sound,
The song of saints on higher ground.

I want to scale the utmost height
And catch a gleam of glory bright;
But still I’ll pray ‘til heaven I’ve found
“Lord, lead me on to higher ground.”

Lord lift me up and let me stand
By faith on heaven’s table land,
A higher plain that I have found:
Lord, plant my feet on higher ground.



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Wednesday, January 17, 2007

Things I Love

You know what?
I love fresh clean towels that come out of the dryer. I love crazy shoes. I love being by myself sometimes, but I also love to be around people. I love sunny days. I love to drive with a bunch of friends. I love telephone calls. I love my cell phone. I love aerobics. I love coffee and lots of random creamers. I love to take pictures. I love my curly hair. I love to buy new underwear. I love clean clothes. I love the color white. I love the color green. I love the beach. I love Fort Caswell. I love showers. I love clean shaved legs. I love loud music. I love schedules. I love to decorate things. I love to sleep. I love to take showers, and to get ready for my days. I love talking to people and finding out new things. I love my mom and my sister. I love food. I love Bing Crosby. I love Puerto Rico pictures. I love new coffee mugs. I love love-stories. I love watching movies. I love to hear about others lives. I love to dance. I love to talk. I love friends. I love to read blogs. I love to dress up. I love necklaces. I love to watch bands play. I love old movies. I love male voices. I love toboggans. I love baseball games. I love Victoria secret. I love text messages. I love Starbucks. I love sunsets. I love to sing. I love my guitar. I love dinner dates with friends. I love to lay outside and get dark. I love peanuts and coke. I love Dairy Queen. I love Diamond Rio and Bohemian Rhapsody. I love musicals. I love stripes. I love happy people. I love laughing. I love to smile. I love meeting new people. I love happy endings. I love polka dots. I love Big Blue. I love my STB buddy. I love to hang out with kids. I love random facts. I love cartoons. I love Phil of the Future on Disney Channel. I love pop tarts. I love Diet Pepsi with Lime. I love to be surprised, but that’s only when I don’t know it’s a surprise. I love to walk. I love the stars. I love to hear it rain. I love to sleep when it’s raining. I love to sing harmony. I love being in church on Sundays. I love to hear what people think. I love to see smiles. I love it when people love others. I love. . . well, you get the idea.

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Sunday, January 14, 2007

VA Trip take 2

VA trip number two. . .



This is what we thought about our VA trip. . .



All of us felt this way. . .




Things are going to turn out well, but man that was a long trip.


Surgery is around February 12, 2007 and will happen for about 3 weeks or so. Pray hard. Its gonna be a tough one, but it will turn out well.

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Monday, January 01, 2007

Happy New Year!!

Happy New Year!! I am so thankful that I got a chance to start another year. No new years resolutions, but there are things that will be accomplished in 2007. PTL for great times and great memories of 2006, but I definitely look forward to this upcoming year.

Semester number 4 starts in about 2 weeks. It should go good. I am pretty excited about it. There are a few classes that I am excited about taking, but then who knows how that will go! I did however quit DQ again. I applied to be a resident assistant, but I haven’t heard anything yet. But I still have a little bit. If I don’t get that job, then I will more than likely just take up some extra hours at the ticket office.

I have an opportunity to go to Italy in May on a UChoir tour. It’s going to be fun, but man I am already nervous about it! But how cool that I get to sing in Italy! Get excited about that!

On a more serious note, on the road trip of life, I found myself with a flat tire, and no spare. sometimes I seem to find myself feeling like that prodigal son. . . the times where he had a great life, but because he wanted more, he took it and found that all it did was bring tiny moments of excitement. But once those moments were over, and he had nothing else, it was then that he decided to go back to the good life. Every once in a while, I find myself feeling like that. Feeling like I could be doing so much better in life if I took it in my hands. All I have found is that I am super wrong, and God will use whatever he can to make me realize that.

This semester went by really fast. I did alright with grades and even did alright in the beginning with my walk. But as the semester progressed, I found that I wasn’t taking that time out to do a devotion or to say a little prayer, and even not saying a blessing before eating. It got rough. I kept finding myself further and further away from my Maker, and even though I knew that, I never did anything about it. But then I started thinking about how I needed this “divine intervention” and how I needed something big to bring me back to where I needed to be. Back to where I had begun when the semester started. Right after Caswell. Honestly, I think I spent more time looking for a big thing that I was missing the still small voice that we should be listening for.

I came to Caswell this weekend for a reunion. I came a little bit early with the boy, and we spent some time together and went to a wedding of some former staff, which was very beautiful, and we did some volunteer time, I guess you could call it that anyway, for a conference that was here. Well, last night, new years eve, I went to the service, and one thing that stuck out in my mind from it all was when the guy was talking about something, but brought up the prodigal son. Yeah, it may have been a 30 second talk about it, but that really stuck out in my mind. Well I thought about it, and a song came to mind about “When God Ran”. Read the lyrics. . . then there’s more.

Almighty God. The Great I AM. Immovable Rock. Omnipotent. Powerful. Awesome. Lord. Victorious Warrior. Commanding King of Kings. Mighty Conqueror. And the only time, the only time I ever saw him run,
Was when he ran to me. He took me in His arms, held my head to His chest, and said “my son’s come home again”, lifted my face, wiped the tears from my eyes, and with forgiveness in his voice, he said “Son, do you know I still love you”. He caught me by surprise, when God ran.
The day I left home. I knew I’d broken his heart. And I wondered then, if things could ever be the same. Then one night, I remembered his love for me. And down a dusty road, ahead I could see. It was the only time. The only time I ever saw him run.
Was when he ran to me. He took me in his arms, held my head to His chest and said “my son’s come home again, lifted my face, wiped the tears from my eyes, and with forgiveness in his voice, he said “son do you know I still love you”. He caught me by surprise, and he brought me to my knees, when God ran. I saw Him run to me. And then I ran to him.

He was waiting on me to go to Him. He definitely tried getting my attention, with things from finances, to stress about jobs, even to my car. All I had to do was give it up to him, and things would have been taken care of. But I didn’t, and I knew it. But what the great thing is, is that I know, and I found that talking it out with him, and asking for his help, his “divine intervention” in my life, I know now that things are going to be alright.

One thing that is great about trusting God is that he does things for you that you would have never thought of. He has definitely given me a blessing that I can’t help but thank him for. He brought me a very special person that has been nothing short of amazing. Someone that is great to talk to, and has a great heart, and tries hard to live his life according to his purpose. My prayer is that we can use what our Maker has given us together to bring glory to Him and keep our relationship focused on Him. It does take work. But with the hearts and mind sets he has given both of us, all we have to do is try. Try hard, love Jesus. You got it.

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