my King is...

I read this while I was reading the last book of the Left Behind series [Glorious Appearing] and I thought it was awesome, so I'd just thought I'd just put it here:

"The Bible says that my king is a seven-way king. He's the king of the Jews; that's a racial king. He's the king of Israel; that's a national king. He's the king of righteousness. He's the king of the ages. He's the king of heaven. He's the king of glory. He's the king of kings. Besides being a seven-way king, He's the Lord of lords. That's my king. Well, I wonder, do you know Him?

"David said, 'The heavens declare the glory of God and the firmament showeth His handiwork.' My king is a sovereign king. No means of measure can define His limitless love. No far-seeing telescope can bring into visibility the coastline of His shoreless supply. No barrier can hinder Him from pouring out His blessings.

"He's enduringly strong. He's entirely sincere. He's eternally steadfast. He's immortally graceful. He's infinitely powerful. He's impartially merciful. Do you know Him?

"He's the greatest phenomenon that has ever crossed the horizon of this world. He's God's Son. He's the sinner's Savior. He's the centerpiece of civilization. He stands in the solitude of Himself. He's honest and He's unique. He's unparalleled. He's unprecedented.

"He is the loftiest idea in literature. He's the highest personality in philosophy. He is the supreme problem in higher criticism. He's the fundamental doctrine of true theology. He's the core, the necessity for spiritual religion. He's the miracle of the ages. Yes, He is. He's the superlative of everything good that you choose to call Him. He's the only one qualified to be our all-sufficiency. I wonder if you know Him today.

"He supplies strength to the weak. He's available for the tempted and tried. He sympathizes and He saves. He strengthens and sustains. He guards and He guides. He heals the sick. He cleanses the lepers. He forgives the sinner. He discharges debtors. He delivers the captive. He defends the feeble. He blesses the young. He serves the unfortunate. He regards the aged. He rewards the diligent. And He beautifies the meek. I wonder if you know Him.

"Well, this is my king. He's the key to knowledge. He's the wellspring of wisdom. He's the doorway of deliverance. He's the pathway of peace. He's the roadway of righteousness. He's the highway of holiness. He's the gateway of glory. Do you know Him?

"Well, His office is manifold. His promise is sure. His life is matchless. His goodness is limitless. His mercy is everlasting. His love never changes. His word is enough. His grace is sufficient. His reign is righteous. His yoke is easy and His burden is light. I wish I could describe Him to you.

"He's indescribable. He's incomprehensible. He's invincible. He's irresistible. Well, you can't get Him out of your mind. You can't get Him off your hand. You can't outlive Him and you can't live without Him. The Pharisees couldn't stand Him, but they found they couldn't stop Him. Pilate couldn't find fault in Him. Herod couldn't kill Him. Death couldn't handle Him, and the grave couldn't hold Him. That's my king!"

While I was reading that, I couldn't believe how awesome and true that was. I just had to share it because it's the truth, plain and simple.

happy new year!!!! (part 2)

As I said, 2005 was a great year because God has shown me stuff that I never thought possible:

Ministry: God revealed to me back in March what he wanted me to do. I'm sure you all know a certain someone by the name of Scott Peterson. Yes, the one who - and I am not convinced he did it - murdered his wife and unborn child. It all starts with him. It happened while I was in New Brunswick for the youth conference: Okay, so for the past few weeks – months, really – I felt that God has been calling me to start a ministry, like Todd Bentley’s Fresh Fire Ministries, only it won’t be like his…per se. Anyway, this all started with Scott Peterson, dude who killed his eight-month pregnant wife. I’ve been thinking about him, and thinking about him these past few months and I really believe that God gave me a compassion for him. I don’t know why He did…He just did. So, then, I kept thinking about how in New Brunswick for Deeper 2005, one of the speakers, Mike Pilavachi, told us about this old man, Brother Andrew, who is retired from whatever it was that he did, and how he spent his days making friends with terrorists, telling them about Jesus. How cool is that? He also talked about how he felt that some of us were called to walk on the wild side with Jesus. Well, since I’ve been feeling compassionate towards a murderer, I figured that included me. Now, let’s skip the boring stuff and fast forward to the evening’s service. Same speaker, different message. This time, he was talking about people who’re “jars of clay”, meaning that they may view themselves as broken, dirty, and ugly on the outside but have treasures on the inside. Afterwards, I was at home, thinking about – who else? – Scott Peterson and how I could show him mercy since we’re all just like him. I also thought about how cool it would be if he turned to the Lord. Think of the damage he could do!! When I think of him, I think of those two disciples that were in jail. Paul and Silas, I think their names were? God was then like “Dude! If you care this strongly for one of my lost lambs, think of how you can save all of my lost lambs!” I was like “Yeah, you’re right!” And now the cool part:

• I'm thinking reaching out to the prison inmates in various jails/prisons/penitentiaries/etc, etc.
• I'm thinking of showing the people in all of the red-light districts around the world true, unconditional love
• I'm thinking of reaching out to those who have been abused by their daddies and/or mommies and have nobody to love them up, who will protect them, and who will care for them
• I'm thinking of reaching out to those who are just like us only they feel condemned by society for whatever reason
• I'm thinking of reaching out to people on death row and showing them hope and mercy
• I'm thinking of reaching to those deemed "unlovable" by today's society and showing them that they are not alone, that there are people who do care for them

I'm thinking of reaching out to all of these jars of clay and telling them that they are not alone, that they are still of worth, and that all kinds of people love them…no matter who they are, what they did, or where they came from. Especially the One who loves us most. Around the same time that I was thinking about this, I was also thinking about the Bible verses John 8:7-11:

" ... But Jesus bent down and started to write on the ground with his finger. When they kept on questioning him, he straigtened up and said to them, "If any one of you is without sin, let him be the first to throw a stone at her." Again he stooped down and wrote on the ground. At this, those who heard began to go away one at a time, the older ones first, until only Jesus was left with the woman standing there. Jesus straightened up and asked her, "Woman, where are they? Has no one condemned you?" "No one, sir," she said. "Then neither do I condemn you," Jesus declared. "Go now and leave your life of sin." (taken from the New International Version or NIV)

Church/Friends: Earlier in 2005 I felt bored and somewhat stagnant at my old church, River City Vineyard, and so I went with one of my friends to the church - well, it wasn't really a church back then - he went to. So I went and it had a really lasting impression on me - both good and bad - and I kept going back to it. The church's name is Dunamis, which is the Greek word for "power". You can go to the website and see for yourself what we believe. Pretty amazing. I must say, I much rather prefer Dunamis to River City in terms of friendships. I never really felt like I belonged with RCV but here at Dunamis, I feel like I belong there. I have really strong friendships there and they have helped me in so many ways in my walk with God that I just feel blessed to have them, and Dunamis, in my life.

Rebirth: Weird way to look at this, I know, but this past year I felt more alive than ever before. And I'm not surprised because on January 31, I got wrecked by the Holy Spirit and I felt Him saying that I was being reborn. From that point on, my life has totally been changed for the better. I still make mistakes, and I still disobey my mom occasionally but I just have that feeling of complete serenity that can only come from the Lord you know? It's...well, it's basically unexplainable. How can you explain the unexplainable?

Well it's the middle of January 2006, and I don't want to let go of 2005 until I have thanked people for helping in making the year my best year yet. Some people I know and some people I don't know, and yet, they have all helped in making it the best year yet:

God: First and foremost, I'd like to thank You for taking care of me the past twelve months and for continuing to pour out Your continual blessings upon me. Even when I was down and out, You have never left my side and You have never given up on me...even when I wanted to give up on myself. You sort of revealed to me how I am going to leave this world and you helped me not to be afraid of what's coming. All those months You have been by my side and You had a big part in making my year, and words can never express how much I love You and I will never ever forget You. Thank You so much. I love You Daddy.

Scott Peterson: Even though you will never read this - well, never say never - I'd like to take this time to thank you for helping in making my year. You have no idea what you will do and because of it, you just may save a life or two (or even a hundred). It may seem weird seeing as you aren't going to win any popularity contests anytime soon, but you have helped me more than you'll ever know. Thanks.

Josh Pitka: You, my friend, are so cool! You have no idea how much you have blessed me and challenged me in my walk with God. I feel so blessed and honored to call you my friend. I love you like a big brother, I told you that before, and so I'm telling you again. In the words of the Christian music artist Nichole Nordeman, You make me wanna be brave in my walk with God. And now I think I'm finally ready to jump. I thank God every day for you. Thanks a million.

Oprah Winfrey: You are one cool chick, you know that? You constantly open my eyes to the world surrounding me with the report on child molestation; the report on all the young Ethiopian girls; the special reports on Hurricane Katrina and the continual follow-ups with that; the report on the tsunami; etc; etc. You make me laugh, you make me cry, you make me think. You have such an anointing on your life for this. I could see it on you during the whole child molestation report/Shasta Groene show. You rock. Thank you so much.

Anderson Cooper: Same with Oprah, you constantly open my eyes to the world around me. From the Asian tsunami; to the funeral of Pope John Paul II; to Hurricanes Katrina, Rita, and Wilma; to the Iraqi elections; to the Pakistani earthquake you were there, bringing the world to me. With your outstanding reporting skills you made me become interested in the news again, both the good news and the bad news. Thank you.

Bev Campbell: You are so cool! I feel so blessed that I have you as my friend and because of that, I consider you one of my best friends. You encourage me in my walk with God every single time I see you and you give me very insightful tidbits about God that make me think. You make me want to be the kind of person God wants to be and to give up my vices and things that drag me down in my relationship with God no matter how hard it's going to be. I thank God every day for you. Thanks a bunch.

Extreme Makeover: Home Edition: Thank you guys for making me want to help those who are have the kind(s) of problems that they can't - or don't - think of themselves all that much. Every time I watch the show, I can't help but feel inspired to take action and help someone with the kind(s) of problems that you help people deal with. Well, not exactly help, but certainly make life easier on them. You are a great bunch of people and such an inspiration to me and I just want to say thank you. Keep doing what you do.

Ben Pitka: You are so cool as well, man! You constantly encourage me to walk with God on a daily basis. You help me to see that God has loads of stuff for me and that I should strive harder to get to where God wants me to go. I feel so blessed to call you my friend and I thank God every day for you. Thank you.

Now that I can finally close the book on 2005, I feel that I can now get on with the year 2006. 2006 will be a great year and not only for me, but for God and Christians everywhere. I know this because God Himself told me this:

2006 will be God's year and because of that, all God's children will be drawn into a higher living arrangement in order to experience all that God has for them. They - we, I should say - are going to start doing extremely radical stuff in the name of Jesus, and I just want to proclaim that in the name of Jesus, millions - no, billions - more will come to know the Lord in 2006. I proclaim in the name of Jesus that we - God's children - will start walking with God on a daily basis. I command the Holy Spirit to come and fill us all right now - no matter who we are, no matter where we are and no matter what we are doing - so we can start our new way of living. I declare that from this moment on we can we will have a fresh understanding of what God wants us to do and that we will have an impartation of boldness to do what God wants us to do no matter where, no matter when, and no matter what all in the name of the Christ Jesus.

pity, party of one please

I had this whole second part as a follow-up to my new year's post but then this whole debacle up in West Virginia happened, and I've been totally enthralled with that.

The rescue peeps basically - unintentionally, of course - gave the poor families false hope that their loved ones were alive when they weren't...except for one. I don't blame the fams to go off their rockers like this. I would too! I mean, they were told that the miners were alive and that they were coming up to the church to see them. They were told that!! And now only one is alive? Excuse me for my language but what the hell happened???? These poor people need - and want - answers. They deserve them.

And now it's the media's fault?! Excuse me, but how is it their fault? They were only doing what they were told and saying what they've been told. All I have to say is this: GO TEAM ANDERSON!

And on another note, my friend and I had sort of a "pity party", if you will, about how we both want to get closer to God and stuff but we can't because we need discipline and we have no idea how to go about doing that. We were both saying how we want our friend Josh to kick our butts from here to kingdom come in order for us to get out butts - no pun intended - into high gear. And it isn't supposed to be easy; discipline is supposed to hurt. I mean, it's like what Dr. Phil said once on his show to the actor, Michael Rappaport, when MR was talking about disciplining his kid:

"Time-out is supposed to be a sensory deprivation. Kids have short attention spans," Dr. Phil explains "If you put them up in their room where there are Disney characters all over the wall, Simpsons all over the wall, and stuff that they can look at and study and get into, then that's not punishment ... What you have to have with time-out, is they are deprived of stimulation. That's why it started out in the old days where you have to go stand in the corner. You put them somewhere that they can't entertain themselves, where it's boring for them." (courtesy of DrPhil.com)

There are far too many worldly distractions that are keeping us from spending more and more time with God, which is exactly what Satan wants. That can be summed up in the Bible verse 1 Peter 2:11 (New Living Translation):

" ... So I warn you to keep away from evil desires because they fight against your very souls."

Why is it so hard to wrap our heads around? UGH! It's horrible! Anyway, thanks for listening to my pity party. Next time will be a happier post. I promise.

happy new year!!!!

Well, it's finally 2006. A time to begin anew, a time to maybe reflect on the year 2005 and see if there's anything you had done in '05 that you'd like to change in this new year, and of course, a time to make plans to better yourself in the coming year. Or at least try to. New Year's alwayus seems to be the time to make all these "resolutions" for the upcoming year. Funny thing is, you don't keep them. Oh, you keep for awhile but afterwards, you always go back to the same thing. Well, I say that this year will be different. I say down with resolutions! You don't keep them for very long anyway so why make them? I say instead to turn your resolutions into goals. That way, maybe, you won't have the problem of feeling obligated to keep them. Take me, for instance. The past two years I made it my goal to make the upcoming year my year, meaning, I'll make the year the best year of my life. And so far, it has worked. Every time December 31st rolls around, I tell my mom that it was the best year of my life, and I am not lying.

2005 has been the best year in my life so far. I got more closer to God than I ever thought possible, got in with an awesome bunch of friends whom I just love and adore - Thanks for helping in making '05 the best year of my life! You will never know how much of a blessing you all have been to me, and I joined a new church that is attended by said group of friends, God revealed to me what He wants me to do with my life...my ministry I should say. God has certainly blessed me in the past year. Not only with the cool stuff, but also with the bad. Disasters like the tsunami, Hurricanes Katrina, Wilma, and Rita, the earthquake in Pakistan, etc, etc, they all helped me in opening up my eyes to the world around me. Not that I was living under a rock, it's just that those disasters are making me realize more and more just how blessed I really am.

something to think about

My mom just sent me this through e-mail and when I finished reading, it was just too good to pass up on:

Guess our national leaders didn't expect this, hmm? On Thursday, Darrell Scott, the father of Rachel Scott, a victim of the Columbine High School shootings in Littleton, Colorado, was invited to address the House Judiciary Committee's subcommittee. What he said to our national leaders during this special session of Congress was painfully truthful. They were not prepared for what he was to say, nor was it received well. It needs to be heard by every parent, every teacher, every politician, every sociologist, every psychologist, and every so-called expert! These courageous words spoken by Darrell Scott are powerful, penetrating, and deeply personal. There is no doubt that God sent this man as a voice crying in the wilderness. The following is a portion of the transcript:

"Since the dawn of creation there has been both good & evil in the hearts of men and women. We all contain the seeds of kindness or the seeds of violence. The death of my wonderful daughter, Rachel Joy Scott, and the deaths of that heroic teacher, and the other eleven children who died must not be in vain. Their blood cries out for answers. The first recorded act of violence was when Cain slew his brother Abel out in the field. The villain was not the club he used. Neither was it the NCA, the National Club Association. The true killer was Cain, and the reason for the murder could only be found in Cain's heart. In the days that followed the Columbine tragedy, I was amazed at how quickly fingers began to be pointed at groups such as the NRA. I am not a member of the NRA. I am not a hunter. I do not even own a gun. I am not here to represent or defend the NRA - because I don't believe that they are responsible for my daughter's death. Therefore I do not believe that they need to be defended. If I believed they had anything to do with Rachel's murder I would be their strongest opponent. I am here today to declare that Columbine was not just a tragedy - it was a spiritual event that should be forcing us to look at where the real blame lies! Much of the blame lies here in this room. Much of the blame lies behind the pointing fingers of the accusers themselves. I wrote a poem just four nights ago that expresses my feelings best. This was written way before I knew I would be speaking here today:

Your laws ignore our deepest needs,

Your words are empty air.

You've stripped away our heritage,

You've outlawed simple prayer.

Now gunshots fill our classrooms,

And precious children die.

You seek for answers everywhere,

And ask the question "Why?"

You regulate restrictive laws,

Through legislative creed.

And yet you fail to understand,

That God is what we need!

Men and women are three-part beings. We all consist of body, soul, and spirit. When we refuse to acknowledge a third part of our make-up, we create a void that allows evil, prejudice, and hatred to rush in and reek havoc. Spiritual presences were present within our educational systems for most of our nation's history. Many of our major colleges began as theological seminaries. This is a historical fact. Whathas happened to us as a nation? We have refused to honor God, and in so doing, we open the doors to hatred and violence. And when something as terrible as Columbine's tragedy occurs -- politicians immediately look for a scapegoat such as the NRA. They immediately seek to pass more restrictive laws that contribute to erode away our personal and private liberties. We do not need more restrictive laws. Eric and Dylan would not have been stopped by metal detectors. No amount of gun laws can stop someone who spends months planning this type of massacre. The real villain lies within our own hearts. As my son Craig lay under that table in the school library and saw his two friends murdered before his very eyes - he did not hesitate to pray in school. I defy any law or politician to deny him that right! I challenge every young person in America, and around the world, to realize that on April 20, 1999, at Columbine High School prayer was brought back to our schools. Do not let the many prayers offered by those students be in vain. Dare to move into the new millennium with a sacred disregard for legislation that violates your God-given right to communicate with Him. To those of you who would point your finger at the NRA - I give to you a sincere challenge. Dare to examine your own heart before casting the first stone! My daughter's death will not be in vain! The young people of this country will not allow that to happen!"

Reminds me of what Jesus, Himself, said: "Let he who is without sin cast the first stone." Mr. Scott is absolutely right. How dare we place blame on the NRA!! They didn't force Eric and Dylan to shoot up the school. They didn't bribe them both with money to shoot up the school. No, Eric and Dylan shooted up the school because they, themselves, wanted to. I remember watching a preview for an episode of Degrassi: The Next Generation. It was about this poor guy who was forever being bullied, so he took it upon himself to shoot a couple of people at school. Now I don't watch the show, didn't even tune in to see what happened, but I'm willing to bet that the guy felt as if he had no other option. I bet that he thought that if he got revenge on those who bullied him, he would finally get the respect that he felt he deserved. Maybe that's what Eric and Dylan felt like. Maybe that's what you feel right now. Like you don't have the respect that you, yourself, deserve. Maybe you feel as if there's nobody in the world who would understand what you're going through. Maybe you feel as if you're drowning in a sea of hopelessness so deep there couldn't possibly be a way of getting out of there. God understands; He knows what you're going through. When you cry out in pain and sadness and you think that nobody cares...He cares. He's crying right there with you. You may say that it is other people's fault that you're lost in sadness, pain, and/or hopelessness. It's not. If you haven't told others about it, then how could it possibly be their fault? But God knows you. He knows you and He loves you.

I, myself, care about you too. So drop me a line if you ever want to talk (if people are actually reading this).

i totally get it!

Okay, this happened a couple of weeks ago, but I still feel that it is true so I've decided to share it:

While I was working, I felt the call of God so strongly that I could hardly pay attention. All I wanted to do was bow before the Lord and weep. He told me that He is coming soon and everybody should be prepared. The time has come for us to not only acknowledge him with our lips but with our lifestyles as well. Everything has to take a backseat when it comes to him. We are standing on the edge of something that is about to break - spiritually - and we should no longer deny it. The time has come for us to act as God's people. Be bold. Be direct. No longer should we be apologetic when it comes to God. Don't hide or deny your birthright. We have to become freedom fighters now.

And this, this was from God Himself:

Behold! I am with you now and forever. You are my people therefore nothing can harm you. Take risks; do not be afraid for you will do great things. It is time for you to stand up and fight. No should we dwell on earthly things but we should focus on godly things instead. Become disciples and start preaching the Lord's Word to the nations. Depend solely on the Lord your God.

At the time God revealed it to me, I had no idea what He was really saying. Well, I did, but I didn't you know? Anyway, in the following days, and the confirmations are still coming, I began to receive messages from the sirit realm that all this will be coming true. Not through weird experiences but through ordinary people. They all said the same things, even if they didn't say it the same way. The gist of it is clear: He is coming soon and we should all start preparing. There is a war brewing you guys, and we all are going to have to take part sooner or later. Whether you know it or not, whether you like it or not and whether you want to or not. This is not some spectator sport; this is the real deal.

innocent until proven guilty or guilty until proven innocent?

What is wrong with the law system today, huh? Everybody is up in arms over Scott Peterson killing his beautiful wife, Laci, and their unborn son, Conner. Now I'm not condoning murder but I wonder if Scott's "team" looked into his having enemies or something. Hey, I wouldn't be surprised if he had some. A good looking guy like him, with the seemingly perfect life? Nah, I wouldn't be surprised at all if someone had framed the poor guy. Everybody is attacking him for the murders of Laci and Conner, pratically from the beginning of this investigation, but did anyone even think of wondering if he was innocent? It wouldn't be the first time some poor guy got the rap for something he didn't do. Onthe other hand, he very well might've murdered them. But...if he had, wouldn't McKenzie, Scott and Laci's dog, attacked Scott in an effort to save his mistress? Peterson had said over and over that McKenzie was really protective of her. You'd think the dog would've start attacking the moment he heard Laci's cry for help or the struggle depending on whose side you're on.

Dudes! It's only my opinion!

back from new brunswick

For everyone who didn't already know, I was away for the weekend at a youth conference in New Brunswick. It was called Deeper 2005 and it wasn't what I thought it'd be, but I still had an amazing time, if only away from the conference.

The trip up there was so loooooooooooooooooong! I didn't mind though because we went up through Quebec and Maine and the scenery there was so gorgeous! We went through the Appalachians and they were so beautiful I wished I had my camera with me the first leg of the trip. We made some stops along the way because you know, bathrooms and food and everything.

We arrived in Saint John, New Brunswick around 12 AM their time (we left around 3 AM our time) and we headed straight to the Hilton Saint John hotel (it was a Hilton; we felt felt so classy we made jokes about it) since the conference was probably closed. So we herded everyone inside and we waited for our room numbers (we had some peeps from Guelph and Peterborough with us as well) and then we headed up. We were on the seventh floor and our (I was sharing with Melissa and Jessica, Gabrielle and Ashley) room had an awesome view! OMG!! It was so beautiful! It was pretty during the daytime but when it came nighttime, it was so gorgeous with the lights and the water. Our window was overlooking Saint John harbour. Unfortunately, the rooms there don't have a balcony.

Anyway, the next day was Good Friday. So we left for the conference around 10 and get this: the conference center was across from our hotel! LOL! It was literally a hop, skip and a jump away! I didn't even need my coat while I was there. It was cold, yes, but not that cold. Anyway, it was just across the street (it may sound like I'm being defensive, but I'm not). So we went in for worship and the weirdest thing happened: I couldn't get into it. It was so weird because I was so psyched about going and worshipping God and I couldn't even get into it! And then, when the speaker came on, I couldn't get into that either!! I was so pissed! Ah well. After that, we went for lunch. It was so cool because there's a little square adjacent to the convention center...actuallyt it was in the same building and it had neat little shops. LOL! And it also had Timmy's and an A&W. It also had a museum and a library. Did I check them both out? No. The museum was closed and I couldn't be bothered looking for the library. Hehe.

Anyways, me, Melissa and Maddy went looking for a small store that sells Halls. She needed some. So we walked over to the hotel and went lookioing all over the hotel to find one of those crappy hotel gift shops. So when we couldn't find one we went to the front desk and asked if there was one. He told us that there was a store a few blocks over and he gave us directions on how to get there.

So we walked back to the market square and went up the escalator. We went down a hall that had little cafès and went past city hall. We then went over a skywalk and went through some sort of aquatic thing and went over another skywalk only to find that it was closed. Yay. So we walked all the way back and caught up with Mandy, Dustin and Kevin. Anyway, we went back to the hotel and went up to our rooms. There, I caught up with Jessica, Ashley and Trina and we went down to the exercise room. I went on the treadmill and burned 12 calories. LOL!

Then we went back to the convention and went to a class called "How NOT to Marry a Jerk". LOL! It wasn't as interesting as we all thought. LOL! Then we went to this place called Jungle Jim's for supper. I had nachos. They were quite good and then I had a large sundae for dessert. Muahaha! We walked there and walked back. LOL! All in all I probably walked 90% of Friday.

My legs still hurt Saturday but not that much. We went top the Bay of Fundy. It was fun. We played in caves and climbed rocks. I whacked my elbow pretty hard on rock and it was all I could do to keep from screaming a word that begins with the letter 'f' and ended with the letters u, c, and k. LOL! Sorry, Uncle Cory! It was the truth though! And it still hurts! Saturday night we went to the conference and I wanted to dance but my legs were aching pretty bad.Sunday we came home and I brought my camera and took pictures of the scenery. Then my batteries fell out of the camera so I had to stop because they fell under the seat.

And that was that.

Also...

Okay, I lied. The speaker who spoke Friday morning sucked but the speaker who spoke Friday night was good. I liked his speech. Wait. Or was he Friday morning? Ah, I forget. He spoke about his kids in his youth group and how they are totally going for God. No matter what. And I thought, Gee, I wish I were like them. It was so cool because they are so filled with God! And they totally are doing stuff in His name! I want to be like them, what about you?

The speaker on Saturday, both morning and night, was so cool! He was hysterical! LOL! In the morning he talked about about how sin looks good and feels good but it isn't good. It was quite good. And the other topic is how some of us should start walking on the wild side...that was the morning's actually. I know because I went up there. I feel as if I've been called to do something wild. Actually, no. I don't really know what he spoke on. He jumped from a bunch of topics. Anyway, Friday night Me and my room mates got together with Emily from Guelph, and talked and talked and talked. It was so much fun!! And on Saturday night, Gabby and Ashley were making juicy, wet fart noises. Sort of what mom makes. It was so much fun!

Also on Saturday night, there was a rap group called The Game and the hotel was filled with losers who drink and do drugs. Not of the good. Anyway, I was a little nervous and all these peeps who reminded me of the Secret Service were on hand to make sure all was well.

That was pretty much it except that I got along with everybody from River City! It was awesome! I'm in favour of going again next year!

"If you don't tell them, who will?"

That's what God asked me Monday night. Hi. I decided to put all my 'talks' about God and the like on here instead of a message board. Why? Well, let's just say that I've become deeply involved in a topic about God and that I now can't and will not guarantee I will 'force' my beliefs on anyone. So, since I couldn't guarantee it, I might as well post it here, where all the world can see. AFter all, it's better to cut out now than regret it later. Right? Right.

Ho-hum *sighs*

You know how when you're bored, and you don't know what to do so you try various things to try to kick your boredom, but you're so bored your heart isn't in it? I'm feeling it right now. I tried watching The O.C., didn't work, I tried working on my board, didn't work and I tried posting on various message boards and guess what? Yep. Still didn't work. So now what?

Oh, yes, I have to watch what I'm going to say so I won't offend people. When I get enough entries I'm going to tell people, people that I know, about this and they'll want to see if I'm writing about them. hehe. Well, they're going to be surprised. I'm only going to use a letter for whomever so they won't know who I'm talking about! Unless I go into extravagant detail....

My brother's coming home from uni tomorrow. Joy. And he's staying a week because of spring break. Double joy.

Howdy!

Hey! Welcome to my blog! Sorry if the first entry is short, this is my first time putting my inner-most thoughts online. It's kind of scary, actually. Well, bye.