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Sunday, February 26, 2006

Quietly, softly whispering

Life comes at you fast, many times things happen that just blow you away.  I know my life has been like that, like a roller coaster with it's ups and downs.  In the past I've struggled with myself thinking, "I'm just not good enough" or "Why does my life have to suck so much?"  But you know what?  God has been with me through it all.  Even those times when I would be angry with Him, when I shouted at Him "YOU JUST DON'T CARE, DO YOU?  ARE YOU EVEN HERE?"  He would always softly answer, "I do care, I am here."  At times I would lose the strength to yell, and I'd just cry out to Him, "Don't you love me?  I thought you were supposed to be my savior, my rock, my shelter."  and, quietly, softly whispering He'd say, "I do love you, I am your savior, your rock, your shelter."

I do....   I am......

Those four little words have come to mean so much to me.  He does love me, He is always there for me.  He's picked me up and carried me when I was too weak to walk.  He was there when my heart was broken, crying for me, wishing I would only come to Him so He could embrace me, His child, His creation.  I would try to make myself believe that he didn't care, but it was impossible.  He was always there queitly, softly whispering to me, "You are my daughter, and I love you.  Nothing would ever happen that could separate me from you.  You may turn away from me, but I am still here.  I am constant.  I am loving.  I am kind.  I am yours, your heavenly father, and you are mine, my daughter, my beautiful creation."  So many times we forget that we can just turn everything over to him, no matter how heavy the burden.  after all, he already took the altimate burnden away from us.  He died for us on the cross in our stead.

The splendor of a King, clothed in majesty
Let all the earth rejoice
All the earth rejoice

He wraps himself in Light, and darkness tries to hide
And trembles at His voice
Trembles at His voice

How great is our God, sing with me
How great is our God, and all will see
How great, how great is our God

Age to age He stands
And time is in His hands
Beginning and the end
Beginning and the end

The Godhead Three in One
Father Spirit Son
The Lion and the Lamb
The Lion and the Lamb

How great is our God, sing with me
How great is our God, and all will see
How great, how great is our God

Name above all names
Worthy of all praise
My heart will sing
How great is our God
How great is our God, sing with me
How great is our God, and all will see
How great, how great is our God 

"The splendor of a King, clothed in majesty
Let all the earth rejoice
All the earth rejoice

He wraps himself in Light, and darkness tries to hide
And trembles at His voice
Trembles at His voice

How great is our God, sing with me
How great is our God, and all will see
How great, how great is our God

Age to age He stands
And time is in His hands
Beginning and the end
Beginning and the end

The Godhead Three in One
Father Spirit Son
The Lion and the Lamb
The Lion and the Lamb

How great is our God, sing with me
How great is our God, and all will see
How great, how great is our God

Name above all names
Worthy of all praise
My heart will sing
How great is our God

How great is our God, sing with me
How great is our God, and all will see
How great, how great is our God


Arthur and Guenivere

So I'm at my mom's right now, and I have a little buddy in a ball rolling around on the floor.  Tee Hee, anyway, part of my birthday present from my mom was two dwarf hamsters!  They are so cute! I named them Arthur and Guenivere.  Arthur is, no lie, practically no bigger than the tip of your index finger.  Guenivere is bigger, but she's still really small for a hamster.  Poor Arther's so tiny he can't even move the ball when you put him in it.  I will post pictures of them soon!


Listening to the rain...

Sunday, February 12, 2006

Have you ever listened to the rain?  I mean really listened?  Sometimes I find myself laying in bed in the early mornings, listening to the deep pitter-pat of the rain on my rooftop.  Sometimes I lose myself in the rain, imagining I were part of that rhythmic pounding that the rain creates.  There are so many different layers to the sound rain makes.  Sometimes it is a gentle, calming sound, and others it becomes a threatening, fierce and deafening noise that does nothing but cause fear.  I remember when I was a little kid, and I would be so afraid of those loud storms.  So many times I would wake up from my sleep, and be unable to sleep again because of the fear it caused.  Now, as I've gotten older, I've been able to see the beauty in the storm, and how refreshed everything is once it has passed.

Looking back on my life, and the different moments I've been through storms, I see how it has all been used to make me, refresh me.  It's easy to be so scared of what might happen, so ready for the pain and the fear to end.  I've found myself yelling to my father "God! I thought you loved me!  I thought you were using my life for good.  Why are you letting me go through this pain, this suffering?  Why can't you just let me be?" .

He's answered me, you know.  And it's not always the answer that I want to hear.  But every time he gets me through the storm, the hard times,  I can see that the storm was simply used to refresh me, change me, move me closer to what He has created me to be.  I've gotten myself into some pretty bad situations, but the Father has always helped me out. 

I just pray that next time I go through a storm, I won't be as stupid as I have been in the past....

but that what mistakes are for, to learn from.

So next time there is a storm (I mean a real one) pay attention.  Look at how everything seems to be at peace once it has passed.  Sometimes it takes a while for that peace to come, but it will.


Monday, February 06, 2006

Helloooooooo everyoooone!

I haven't posted in forever so I'll do a quick update.

*I'm so glad contest is over.  Seriously, It seems like you can breathe easier in the choir room now!

*The v-day banquet was tons o' fun! 

*School is back to normal now that contest isn't looming over everyone.

*My birthday is coming up, I"m excited!

*I have my first play practice tomorrow, which is also (as I've already said numerous times already) exciting.

Yeah, so that's about it for now.  I told you it would be quick.

Until later,

Ann


Friday, January 13, 2006

I totally haven't posted in forever!!   Aaaaaaaanyway..... Erica and I skipped our hardwood  homecoming to go and see Fun with Dick and Jane....totally hilarious, and I'm serious! We'll kill you all! We're crazy people!

Steven called and asked me if I wanted to go to the Valentine's Banquet with him......I said ok....I'm pretty excited.

Yeah, so at the movie theatre my little soda got all explodified on me...that's what we get for sneaking in illegal snackage.  You should've seen us crammin all that snakification into Erica's purse...totally not obvious!

Ryan and Sarah were supposed to come too, but they bummed out on us....poo on them, why didn't they want to see the flim with us?  So sad...so sad...

POTATO!!!!

Sorry, I just had to get that outburst out of my system.  School's been going good, we're doing Charlie and the Chocolate factory....spiffy.

Anyway, that's it for now, though I might post more later....Erica's chillin on my couch and I don't want to be a bad host.

The end,

Ann



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