- Leading my girls in paintball...here we go.. love it... but im scared. :) Go
- Alright hon so you're retired im not. why dont u move over... im late. Go
- Almost about to go on air in beattyville Kentucky! yeeeeehaw haha Go
These are the good ole days…. that we’ve been given
Date: Wednesday May 26, 2010Posted in: My Journal
The weather has been WONDERFUL lately… Alright I just had to start out with that! haha…
Well in about 4 day I am heading up north to be a Christian Camp Counselor to youth. I am really looking forward to spending my time with girls and most of all to be able to counsel them toward Jesus while having fun. I am also going with my younger sister Hannah and I am excited to be able to spend time with her as well and become closer over this summer. We have fun plans to spend weekends together beachin it on the Traverse City Bay… as I will have a car there and we are in the process now of planning and packing for a summer of crazy fun times. At least we hope! haha…
Hannah and I have been shopping for stuff and it’s been funny to go in target and get water shoes and flashlights… and “yucky” clothes that we can get dirty in. All the while Hannah keeps telling me stories of crazy things I have to do. Some of it I think she likes to make up. Others I think I have to believe. Paintball… and high ropes…. A lot of this I remember from when I was in senior high camp and loved it then….
Anyway the most exciting part to me is that I will be leading others girls in a great time… yet we will be seeking Christ in the great outdoors. I will be dedicated this summer to see to it that I can push each and every girl I come in contact with, thats in my group a step closer to Jesus and this is exciting to me. I am looking forward to it. And my prayer is that Jesus would take this life He has given me and use to to fulfill the purposes He has designed for my life. In this I will be extremely happy. I know He is gonna do a big work in my heart as well. That’s what i want and need the most. Soooo… these are the good ole days that we’ve been given… no more lookin back let’s LIVE them… for Jesus or it’s all wasted.
The sun is out I must go….
I am reading a good book right now called “A Man Worth Waiting For – How to avoid a bozo.” The moral of the book is that there are so many nice girls who want to do what’s right and have such high standards in what they want in a man… They wait for him and he “never” comes along…. therefore they settle. For a LOOOOSER!! My greatest and legitimate fear. As it should be. There are so many high quality girls out there with dreams and desires, GOOD dreams, desires and hopes… and I believe we allow those dreams, desires and hopes though they are good and God given, to overtake our love dedication and commitment to our first love – Jesus. Because when the test comes… and he doesn’t come right away.. we settle. We just cannot allow this to happen. I would recommend you stop by the Christian bookstore and pick up this book to encourage you along the way.
I have dreams, desires and hopes of course. I look forward to the day that I connect with that one. I think about it, though not as much now as I did when I was younger 
and I pray about it… But I was talking to my mom the other day and I told her,
“You know? The longer I stay single… the happier I am that I have waited. I am proud (in a good way) of the fact that I am almost 26 years old and single. I really, really am!”
I like to tell people how old I am. I challenged my Aunt Linda that I would beat her out in our “Who can stay single the longest” game. I am winning I am also winning against my brothers and sisters. I am happy in what God has taught me and I am excited about the future. To be honest I have heard girls cry or complain about being single and I understand the feelings…. the same girls have then got married and cried and complained about their husband or their children or their lack of free time… it just continues!
Quote from “A Man Worth Waiting For” : Men worth waiting for exhibit self-control in all they do. When a man does not demolish the pretentious lusts that would seduce him, he may someday sell out his life for mere minutes of pleasure.”
And I know men like this. We just can’t afford to lose faith. We have to be strong women. We cannot settle. You can’t afford to marry a loser. And I swear… some of us attract loser’s well. So how long are you willing to wait? For the right one? That is the test my dear single friends. Do you really believe good things come to those who wait? And if you are single for the rest of your life.. what a nightMARE! (I am kidding) It would be so much better to live a life of happy single hood than to settle for someone that isn’t worth a text, much less you. God help us wait for a man…. who is worth the wait. God bless you my girlfriends 
I have a feeling he will be well worth the wait… notice the key word. Wait.
Tonight in about half an hour Tim Tebow will play his last game as a Florida Gator. I have enjoyed watching this guy as the thing I notice about him first and foremost is that he loves Jesus Christ. What a needed thing today! How rare it is to see this.
I started a fan page that has grown pretty fast with over 400 girls called “Christian Girls <3 Tim Tebow" I started this page for the sole purpose that as young women I think we desperately need good guys who want to do right, love Jesus intentionally and are awesome all at the same time, that we can look too. There is so much of the opposite... it can get depressing at times. But as a Christian Girl being encouraged by his example and always wanting to encourage other Christian girls in the process I made the page.
Someone was joking around on facebook, or maybe they weren't.. but posted a statement and it made me think.... it made me think about things and write some things I thought I would share here...
Comment: “You are overly obsessed with Tim Tebow” My Reply: … you are right… I like guy’S who use their muscles to go do missionary work for poor people that don’t know the love of Jesus….I like guy’S who love Jesus Christ with all their heart, play hard for the Honor and Glory of Jesus Christ and are a living testimony in a dark world… get made fun of for being a virgin and not a drinker…. I like guy”S who make statements like “football is NOT what REALLY matters, Jesus Christ is what really matters and is what will last”…. Guy’S who have a clean testimony and don’t use filthy talk…. Guy’S who quote and use scripture verses at every game… Loves the lost people that he plays with and has a wonderful testimony with his closest teammates.. prays about the next step in his career constantly… loves his family… respects his parents…A guy that sings along with Brad Paisley on “I’m still a guy”… can cry as well over things he puts his heart into and get’s “unsportmanlike” conduct for doing the gator chomp….
God bless him, as he so evidently has in the past and into the future and may Tebow inspire more and more men to be real men.. and love Jesus. He’s been an encouragement to me. This is also an interesting article. http://www.lifenews.com/nat5834.html
Tonight I was driving on this beautiful fall night and I was listening to the radio. One of my favorite songs came on. It’s a love song.. a sweet song about couples staying together, being an example of love to those who look on. The sad thing about this video and song is that it was sung by Vince Gill. He sang it for and the movie is with his first wife. Yeah… he then left his wife for, professing Christian, Amy Grant. Check it out here -
I got to thinking about this and thought about my dear Grandparents Ken and Jane Pierpont they have the cutest love story. They met at a church Sunday school picnic. I love hearing their full story. I believe it’s now been almost 54 years of marriage for them. They would tell it’s because of Jesus and His work in their lives and hearts keeping them solely for each other throughout those years.
I was working on an older lady client you came into the salon/school the other day. She said she was married at age 17. And was still married to the same man. Over 50 years. I asked what her secret was, because I know to ask older people for wisdom. She looked at me through the mirror and she said when we said our vows it was not “hopefully this will work out” or “we will try to make this work” she said “We went into this with no option. This will work out!” She said, “So many people today go into marriage with prearrangement’s if things don’t work out! We just didn’t do that back then”.
As I was driving tonight and this song was playing. Someone had called in and it was their anniversary and wanted it played for them. I got to thinking… that’s what I want. Unlike the generation I am growing up with I don’t and will not go into marriage thinking…. “if” this works out. Or maybe this will work. Or I will try to be faithful as long as I can hold out. No. When I say my vows, when I look into his eyes whoever it may be… it will be for life. It will mean forgiveness when he does something painful that hurts like fire, it will mean staying and loving… when all I want to do is turn and walk away… it will mean when someone walks by and they look younger or better… I have eyes and heart for the one I married and eyes for only him. It will mean remaining faithful to that man… no matter what happens and building your life around and with his. Having his children. Always believing the best even when doubts arise. Maybe that’s why I am taking my time. If you want this then that’s why it’s so extremely important to wait for the man… who desires the same things. And makes Christ his focus. This is what I want. I pray with tears in my eyes, “God help me have this” I know that without Jesus, it can’t happen. And I know that a three fold cord can’t easily be broken and Jesus is the center of that cord.
To me this is what love really is. It’s not the way hollywood would have us see it. It’s not the self indulging books about passion that are unrealistic that we can only read about… it’s about couples like my Grandparents. So few have it. But Grandma and Grandpa we are watching you! I am watching you and when I want to see what true love should be, I will look at you. Thanks for being faithful.
I love Fall. I love the smell of wood smoke and burning leaves. Love it. It reminds me of last fall when the Sisters and I went to Kentucky. One of our last trips there probably all single We had a great time in the mountains… it was fall and all the colors were perfect! We went out to a revival service way back in the hills out of Campton. We drove that night way out there through the colorful fall leaves… down winding roads… till we got to a little church, small little church that sat overlooking a valley. We went in and it was so warm in that little church. It was filled with people and we sang our hearts out and told testimonies of how good God is and how He saved us.
Not only was it a perfect night outside… with the fall colors… the smell of burning leaves.. but I felt the presence of the Lord was really working in that place among the most common, sweet people. God moved in my heart and I know he moved in my sisters hearts as well. That’s one of my greatest memories of last fall. Wish I could be there now… though I just got word we will be singing again on TV in Kentucky come May. Looking forward to visiting when all the leaves return too
It would be early, early in the morning when my alarm would go off. I was up north in a cabin full of girls. We were there to seek God. I would walk into the living room and wait as the girls gathered there. I would read a prayer and encourage the girls to seek God. That’s how our day would start and we would end it never having stopped seeking His face.
Here is one of the prayers that I would read from the book of Puritans Prayers. One of my favorite books.
Need of Jesus
“Lord Jesus, I am blind, be Thou my Light.
Ignorant, be Thou my wisdom, self-willed, be thou my mind.
Open my ear to grasp quickly thy Spirit’s voice, and delightfully run after His beckoning hand.
Melt my conscience that not hardness remain,
make it alive to evils slightest touch.
When satan approaches may I flee to thy wounds, and there cease to tremble at all alarms.
Be my good Shepherd to lead me into the green pastures of Thy Word,
and cause me to lie down beside the rivers of it’s comforts.
Fill me with peace, that no disquieting worldly gales may ruffle the calm surface of my soul.
Thy cross was upraised to my my refuge,
Thy blood streamed forth to wash me clean,
Th death occurred to give me a surety,
Thy name is my property to save me,
By Thee all heaven is poured into my heart, but it is too narrow to comprehend thy love.
I was a stranger, an outcast, a slave, a rebel, but the cross has brought me near, has softened my heart, has made me my Father’s child, has admitted me to thy family, has made me joint heir with thyself.
Oh that I may love Thee as Thou lovest me. That I may walk worthy of Thee, my Lord, that I may reflect the image of heaven’s first born.
May I always see thy beauty with the clear eye of faith,
and feel the power of thy Spirit in my heart, for unless he move mightily in me no inward fire will be kindled.”
I share a room with my youngest sister Hope. We are pretty close though the age gap is significant. I am 25 she is 10. I was there in the room when she came into this world. I loved helping take care of her. I remember looking at her and wondering how you could love a little thing SO much! Her brown eyes were soooo beautiful… she was so small. Hope and I do a lot of special things together. We are both a lot alike. So we both LOVE a good movie. This winter we had fun waiting till 10 at night, getting in our pajamas and going down to our local theatre, through the snow, to watch a movie. She would ask me after that can we go get in our pajamas and go to the theatre again? Don’t worry we wear classy PJ’s hahah…. I think the coolest part to her was that we did something different and fun together.. the two of us. We get told all the time we look and act alike. We even naturally love the same kind of pajamas a gray t shirt and velour sweats
The other night and it’s my habit right before I sleep I read a chapter of the Word every night… a lot of times she will be doing something and say quietly to me… read me that chapter. I was gettin ready for bed and she was telling me about how she has bad dreams sometimes. I was talking to her about this and then it went from that to talking about how Christian people can drink and still go to heaven hahah… I began explaining it to her that it’s not based on works that we go to heaven… and she said “So drinking really isn’t that bad then if we can still go to heaven….” ( I assured her of the dangers) then she asked about heaven. She wanted to know if her and I would live in the same house… I told her I didn’t know. She asked “Will we at least be right beside each other… cause I am kinda a little girl and that would be nice” I told her I didn’t know that either…. she asked some more questions about heaven and our laying up treasures there. She asked if we have to have money here on earth to lay up treasures in heaven. She then started confessing sin in her life. She started to cry. Her heart was so tender to the Lord. She was broken about what we would call “normal everyday sins” she was repentant about them and wanted to change.
Talking with Hope in the darkness of our bedroom, as I stared up at the ceiling, God was convicting my own heart through the Bible verses that were coming through my own lips to encourage her. We talked for two hours about the Lord… and after about 1:00 am we prayed and fell asleep… but not without God reminding me of the sweetness and pureness of childlike faith that He Himself loves.
I am tired. I am sick and tired of real Christian people having to be quiet on “Gay Marriage” pains me to even write that. Abortion, we can’t say it’s murder. I am tired of trying to make people feel good and not say anything to offend and try to be politically correct. I guess that’s why I do like Ann Coulter. She speaks her heart and she doesn’t care. That’s great. I guess I like her cause that’s not my personality. But sometimes I reach a limit. I love these ladies and in certain ways I want to be more like that.
“The View” meaning they have One View and they try to cram it down your throat. I can’t stand that show. All they do is have their ONE VIEW. No thanks, I have my own view, believe it or not. I do like Elizabeth Hasselbeck. She is the most beautiful and the most stylish. And of course they all act like she doesn’t have a brain because she actually speaks out for abortion and Christian issues. I believe she is Catholic. I appriciate her standing up for abortion and “hot topics” as the women of “their” View talk over her… are rude and make fun of her.
If you listen to the black lady she talks about having an abortion at 17 and having to live with the guilt of it for all her life…. listen here…
No I won’t “join hands and come together for a common goal” like our President would tell us. (I am tired of hearing that.) There are walls. And there should be. My thoughts for today Christians need to stand up. Sure, look a little weird. In the end we won’t be. And if you don’t believe in anything… then maybe you should stop calling yourself Christian.
I have always liked “Revive Our Hearts” radio program. Looks like a good message today for young women. Something we need to SO MUCH to hear in this day. Look it up. Read. Do.
www.reviveouthearts.com
Ah! It’s been so long since I was able to journal here! I have been wanting to but life has made a crazy turn on me here and I have been busy!!
First I must write about the BEAUTIFUL day we are having here in Michigan. I was able to sleep in and when I woke the sun was shining through the crack in my curtains. I told Hope ( my roommate) this is going to be a beautiful day. Then pinched her nose. She loves it when I do that. She sleeps on the bottom part of our white day bed.
I tell you what gives me the best feeling in the world. Is having my room somewhat organized and clean. Especially when I am going all the time I usually drop and run. Everything ending up in piles. Not a good feeling at all. Today I have time off… so I said no to other things (which I would have loved to do ) and stayed home to take some “Holly” time. I am the only one in the house! I rare thing. Anyway, I have taken the morning to spend cleaning out my closet of clothes and winter boots and shoes and now I have so much room in there!!! Goodbye winter clothes. You would be surprised at how much space winter stuff takes up. I opened my windows and let the springtime air in. At first it was cold, but as the morning wore into afternoon it is a wonderful temp of approximately – perfect. ( I don’t know what the degree is) Probably 72.
I feel I have accomplished so much and therefore worthy of writing about. I need to run to the goodwill with clothes I haven’t worn in…. at least 2 years or more. But at least they are in a bag! I got to thinking while cleaning. I want to plant Lavender right outside my bedroom window. I have a room facing the street and one window faces the side of the house, so I am at the corner, and it would be perfect to add it right there at the corner. I love my little room because it gets the sunshine. The reason I chose it. Even though it is smaller then the other option…. less sunlight. I think it would be positively lovely to have a lavender bed. Last year I tried growing it and lets just say my manicured thumb is far from green. They grew fast and died fast. Yeah….
(Break in here ran to the dollar store)
Ok, I am back. I had to run to the dollar store for some laundry soap now that my clothes AND sheets are in the washing machine washing and spinning away I feel much, much better! ah…. I also put the kettle on to brew some good ole southern style sweet tea.
So anyway back to what I was saying … I love the idea of lavender growing outside my window. I just think that would be the neatest thing. Then when the breeze blows you would have the lovely scent of lavender filling up your room. Right now I have lit one of my favorite summer scented candles, and I do have favorite summer and winter scents. I love “clean cotton” from Yankee. I have had that one almost every spring. I put it out and it just reminds me of clothing hanging out on the line. I remember when I was young, mom would hang clothes out on the line to dry. I would go up and smell them…. they would get stiff and attract huge beetle type bugs. And while we were playing, we loved playing outside we lived way out in the country in big farm houses. But while we playing outside if big storm clouds ever came up on the horizon we knew we better tell mom and start grabbing the laundry baskets to take the clothes in before a big rain. The good ole days…
Right now I am sitting out on our little porch. I love porches. I am typing in the shade now.. I was sitting in the sun and it started really heating up! Praise the Lord!!!
Have you ever thought that the best things in life come free? I sure did today. I am just having a WONDERFUL day today. I feel like my heart is bursting forth with thanksgiving to Jesus. I like to think it’s not just because the sun is shining in my part of the world but it might be! I was made for the Sun! I like to think of my relationship with Jesus that way as well.
Today as I was cleaning… .I was humming to myself some of my favorite songs. One of them was “Coat of many colors” reminds me of my Mother Love you mom!! Anyway, there is a part in the song that says “One is only poor only if he choose to be…” while she sings about growing up in the smoky mountains not having any clothes yet having a loving family…. that really hit me. So many times I want nicer things. I want to be able to go to school and not have loans to pay back for it. I want a reliable car. I want to be able to go on trips and not have to work part time after school full time….. I think of myself not as poor but maybe a little close to not having a whole lot of extra! Hahah….. as I thought about this today I was hit with the lesson… that the best things in life, they come free. I am only poor or ( in my case, don’t have extra) if I choose to not have extra. Clothes lines on summer days, the sound of the washing machine workin away, sweet tea, sittin in the front porch, taking a walk, listening to the birds, planting springtime flowers, walking in a wide open field, the wind in my curtains, the smell of grass being cut, the smile on my Nephew’s face, sunshine…. they all come free. I just get to enjoy them. Maybe I do shop at the dollar store, I actually really love the dollar store, you can find some cute clothes there… and live from paycheck to paycheck but I am only poor when I choose to be. And I say God has blessed me a whole lot.
I hope that you have a great day today enjoying the sunshine… or wherever you are. I know I am. I think I here my tea kettle singing…. time to fix the sweet tea then head off to work.
