Declare It!!

Unclaimed Rib

2011-11-17T17:50:00.000-08:00

This totally made me laugh :)

Lines from an Unclaimed Rib
Oh, unknown man whose rib I am,
Why don't you come for me?
A lonely, homesick rib I am,
That would with others be!
I want to wed—
There now, it's said!
(I won't deny and fib)—
I want my man to come at once and claim
His rib!

Some men have thought that I was theirs,
But only for a bit;
We found out soon it wouldn't do;
We didn't seem to fit.
There's just one place,
The only space
I'll fit—(I will not fib)
I want that man to come at once and claim
His rib!

Oh, don't you sometimes feel a lack,
A new rib needed there?
It's I! Do come and get me soon
Before I have gray hair!
Come get me dear!
I'm homesick here;
I want—(and I'll not fib)—
I want my man to come at once and claim
His rib!
– The Independent, Volume 69

Elliot & Me

2011-10-03T16:29:00.000-07:00

Meet my boyfriend. . . .Elliot. :)

I thought I'd give you all the extended version of how Elliot and me met and fell in love. . .

I'm going to start in about 1998, 1999, sometime around then. . . It's all pretty foggy. . I was close to 8 years old. Elliot and I used to go to church together. All that I really remember about him then was what I remember about all boys that age. I love to make fun of him and do recall calling him Alien on more than one occasion and making fun of his ears (btw, Elliot I think now that your ears just great :)) Rumor has it I used to beat Elliot up, but he doesn't remember any of it. .

Enough of that. .

The church split sometime around 2000 and I didn't see anything of Elliot after that and didn't think anything of him either. .

Until. . .

Almost exactly 1 year ago. I "happened" to be browsing on my friend's (Naomi Holter) facebook wall. I don't believe in "happen-stance," but I believe God has a plan. I thought, "why not?" and added him as a friend. . .I was slightly surprised when he added me too and browsed his profile. I thought it was cool that he liked Alaska.

Elliot commented on a few status updates of mine and chatted with me once on facebook. . I still didn't find it strange or didn't waste time thinking about it. .

It all changed the day Elliot posted an extremely cheesy pick up line on one of my facebook status'. I had just gotten a cell phone and posted on my facebook, "let me know if you want my number, and I'll message it to you." Mostly because I did not want my number on facebook for all to see. . . Elliot replied, "I lost my number can I have yours." I was totally confused and kind of concerned that someone could actually their number, but my brothers enlightened me (as they do a lot).

So. . I thought. . why not? and I messaged them all, including Elliot, my number. A couple of weeks went by without hearing anything from Elliot. .

I was casually mentioning it to my friend Aimee one night and we were on Facebook. She was like, "well. . I'll talk to him." I was trying to restrain her from doing such a ridiculous thing and told her that she'd probably scare him off forever. . . Well, she didn't. He was slightly disturbed to be contacted by a random stranger, but he sent me a text that night, "I lost my number. . can I have yours?" and some other texts too, but nothing major.

"So I'm a very blunt individual most of the time and if I want to know something I just ask, sooo, I wanted to ask about us talking with each other and make sure that this is only just as friends and nothing more." . . This was part of his message sent January. . .At this point I honestly can tell you I didn't really care about relationships. . It seemed like they never ended well so what was the point in putting energy and time into them, so I didn't think about it a whole lot.

We continued to text and talk for a few more months and quickly realized that we had a lot in common. Our second phone conversation was 1.5 hours long (now I would consider this short :P).

To make a long story relatively short. . Elliot suggested meeting up in Spokane for "lunch.". . . I must say I was slightly nervous. I brought a couple of friends with me mostly for company along the road trip.
My time with Elliot in Spokane was great!!! We really hit it off and I knew after that that I was definitely interested in being more than just friends.

Elliot called me the next day and told me that his was interested in being more than friends. We both agreed he would need to meet the family first and ask my dad to officially start dating. . .

The next couple of months before his visit went incredibly slow and I couldn't wait to see him again. . . Hours and hours on the phone. . I remember one bill reflecting 1000 hours in 2 weeks.

Elliot's visit the end of September was absolutely amazing--bear hunting, getting lost in the woods, talking into the wee hours of the morning, fishing. There are no words to describe it. . . all I can come up with is I love you Elliot!!! :)

Grand Canyon 2011

2011-09-08T19:30:00.000-07:00

Where do I start to explain this amazing trip we embarked on! For about 2 years. . we've had this goal. The first time I went to the Grand Canyon, my amazing friend I met at school, Elise, told me it was tough hiking. I didn't believe her cauz I told her Montana has to have the hardest hiking ever. Well. . Elise you were right. The Grand Canyon is pretty hard care. We had planned to hike it two years ago and didn't do it because we were not properly prepared. The second year one particular protective brother (who I will not mention by name) stopped us, but at that point and time it was probably smartest to hold off. You must be prepared for a hike like this.
Anyway, we started this adventure on Thursday afternoon at about 3 pm. . . by 6 or 7. . I hadn't planned to drink a mountain dew (knowing what they do to me), but Beatle had stepped on mine and poked a whole in it and we couldn't let it go to waste.

We drove all night. . . or I should say David drove most of the night. I got the wheel for a couple of hours. My car is not comfortable to sleep in. Not sure how much sleep I got that night. . but by the start of the morning, coffee tasted very lovely. We drove through Zion around sunset time. Absolutely gorgeous!!

Friday was pretty chill. . We set up camp and prepared for our hike on Saturday. I will have all of you know. . I was subjected to more hip-hop music than ever before and the only way to handle it was just to sing along with it. LOL. Remind me that Arizona is hot when you don't have AC in your car next time :P

Everytime we go to the Grand Canyon. . we have our own little special spot. It is not an official campground. . but beautiful! The stars were out. . and this is one of the few times I've camped outside and actually felt warm!!

My amazing friend Elise showed up on Friday night, signifying the beginning of the real party! Elise is like a sista to me! Elise brought her friend Kina with her who quickly became pretty stinkin good friends with all of us. You two are super hard core and desert hikers to the core!

My alarm went off way too early on Saturday morning! 4:00 by the time somebody's faint sound of a cell phone alarm woke Ruth up. We were all a little bit excited and rushed because the bus to our trail head was scheduled to leave at 5:15 am. . and you want to beat the heat as much as possible. I was all ready to go, so decided I would help cook breakfast! High-protein eggs were on the menu. I was stirring the dozen eggs when I had my first blonde moment of the day and spilled them all. Rather than attempting to make oatmeal, we decided to just eat burritos with the nastiest cheese you've ever had and hotdogs. It didn't really matter how it tasted. I knew I needed the calories and the protein. I have no idea how many calories you burn on a hike like this, but I've heard shocking numbers!!

We all climbed in the car and made our way to the Grand Canyon pumped by some of Elise's awesome music (no idea what it was). The adrenaline was starting to set in. After parking our car, we quickly made our way to the bus stop. All of us decided that a restroom stop was necessary because there probably would be not a one on the trailhead. We stumbled around in the dark until we found one with only one stall. I was freaking out that we'd never make it to the bus on time. We slid on that bus by 2 minutes. As soon as we sat down we started talking about the excitement of the hike. I don't exactly remember what we said but the man sitting next to us starting laughing. Like he felt bad about laughing at us, but I told him it was alright. He needs someone to laugh at and if that's us, all is well.

To prepare for a trip like this, you have to bring the right kinds of foods (electrolyte drinks, 3 lb slab of meat, kettle chips, and gallons of trailmix). The trail starts off gently dropping down into the canyon and then follows a ridge for a while. The sun was gently rising over the mountains. . glowing against the red dirt. I stopped every opportunity to take a couple of pictures. . . After a few short hours of hiking, we found ourselves at Skeleton point. This is the "point of no return." Rangers do not recommend going any further for a day hike. After this point, the trail really started dropping in elevation fast. I was amazed how much water I was already drinking (1/2 gallon) by the time I reached the bottom.

The bottom of the canyon came way fast than I'd expected. I think it does for everyone. Very easy to hike down, not so easy to hike out. Right before crossing the bridge to the long-awaited Colorado River, I met an inspirational man. About 50-60 years old sitting on a rock, we struck up small talk. He was coughing as he talked (like he had lung problems or asthma). I wondered to myself, "How on earth is this man ever going to make it back up." And he was taking the steepest route with NO WATER stops! We asked him where he was going. He said, "started at the South Rim, went to North Rim, now going back to the South Rim." I was shocked. He explained further that his goal was to hike a mile for however old he was. I wasn't even going to ask how old he was, but at least over 40 miles judging by the round trip he was taking. He also mentioned that he needed to hike some excess trails to get in extra miles. When I said goodbye, I told him to be safe and he said, "that's no fun."

They don't recommend swimming in the Colorado River, but we were able to find a sandbar that looked pretty safe and the water was shockingly cold. I would have expected it to much warmer. It felt so good!!! This was the inner core. Unbelievable, that we were actually here. The high in the core was 106 degrees definitely enough to prompt us to get out of their fast. Being there at 8 am in the morning though, it wasn't too bad. We filled up our water bottles, passed the emergency telephone, and headed up the trail.

Next stop Indian gardens. . They call this the death march-the 4 mile stretch with no water. This part of the trail was not as bad as I thought it would be compared to the rest of going up and there were multiple streams to go swimming in. Something happened to Beatle's shorts and they were giving her a rash on her legs so we taped them up.

Reaching Indian gardens felt like an accomplishment in and of itself. 4.5 miles up the trail, over 3,000 feet still to go though. This is the point at which they recommend not going any further down the trail. The thermometer read 92 degrees. There were tons of people at Indian Gardens--some in flip flops, some with small children panting their tongues out on the way down, some with no water. From this point on however, there are water stops every 1.5 miles. We cut open our giant slab of Genoa Salami. It tasted gross. In this kind of heat, eating is the last thing on your mind. Altogether we ate half of it and people gave us strange looks. One man even asked us what we were eating. I told him he could have some of it, but he didn't want it. Then there were the violent squirrels and crows that tore open our trail mix bags.

We found a lovely stream to soak in before heading up. High noon. The sun shown so bright. . I was starting to feel it. I could feel a slight headache coming on. Knowing the possibility of heat stroke, I forced myself to eat and drink. Electrolyte drinks were the answer. The next water stop was not too far up the trail. Every step got harder. . every step got hotter.

I have never hiked so slow in my entire life as I hiked that mile. . it took me a full hour. After the next water stop, the adrenaline kicked in again and I was able to continue on.

The top was not far away. . .

The last mile of the hike was the hardest ever, but so good at the same time. The trail played a trick on me. Looking straight up, the building at the top was so close, I swore I could have touched it. . . Looking to the right, I could see the trail winding at least an excess 1/2 mile or mile.

The top came sooner than I realized. . . I knew I had made it when I saw the sign. . The sign telling a person not to do this in one day. I felt as though I had accomplished something large. . .

We all gathered around to celebrate!!!

The drive home was fairly eventful. . The best part being when my brother made me sleep in the Walmart parking lot. . Here's my side of the story (btw, he may give you another).

It was about 12:00 pm Sunday night. David was getting tired driving, but yet he still refused to let me drive. We decided to try to find a hotel or a camping spot. After a long time looking, the predicament we had found ourselves in was just too funny and I was hyper so started laughing. After David threatened to kill me, I didn't say another word. Before I knew it, we were at the Walmart parking lot. Apparently, all five of us were supposed to sleep in the car. Ruth grabbed her sleeping bag and laid it out on the Walmart parking lot. . . Bethany followed. . I felt as though I should probably be with them, so I did the same. I was sure some trouble would happen from this, but there was none besides strangers laughing at us.

Ahh. . so that was the trip. Quite epic! Very thankful to God for keeping all of us safe and for showers (5 days without one will do that to you) :)

Here is a link to picts for those of you who don't have Facebook! :)

http://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.2413679623332.2139658.1291540410&l=bf51d2389c&type=1

GNP

2011-08-21T19:50:00.000-07:00

So Lauren and Flipper. . I promised these picts to you. . and I'm ready to deliver. . Sorry, it's been a little bit late. You know how life gets. This was a super fun trip we took to Glacier to just literally chill off one Sunday afternoon. Luv chillin with you two, my peeps!!! :)

Snow!!!!!!
Flipper and Me! :)
"Man, that sun is bright!"

Sunshine!

Lauren and Me! :)
Summertime!! :)

Not going to ask. . I was focusing on my driving!

Life, Love. . and the Pursuit of Happiness

2011-07-03T18:48:00.000-07:00

I should let you all know right away. . this post will probably be a little bit random. It has been SO long since I've updated my blog and let you all know what's up in life and I'm quite sleep deprived. . so that should make it more interesting. Since returning home from the Great State of Alaska, I've been working about 40 hours a week, which keeps me out of trouble most of the time :)
I just got back from some pretty amazing trips. . . starting with the Milk River Jamboree. . which has become almost an annual tradition for my family. This year was particularly good. as usual. Most of the groups there have a Country Gospel style (which in my opinion is the best.) Can't get enough of the twang.
I got back on Sunday night from Malta (thankfully my parent's let me drive) and after a long awaited shower (the cabin had no showers), I left Monday morning for Dillon.
I don't even know how to describe Dillon. I've tried to explain to my friends how awesome it is, but in all seriousness, you have to be there to truly understand. We traveled down to Dillon in Aimster's van. Road trips are the bestest. Beatle and Zub drank way to much caffeine so we tied them down to the back seat. The first night under the stars, we convinced Zub and Ruth to join us, but they only lasted one night. The stars were breathtaking ever single night. . . and that's the first time I've went camping and actually felt warm. Every night, looking at the stars I was reminded of how amazing God is!
I learned a lot during the conference, but if there was one thing that I'd say was the most affecting of all was how we must have a personal love for God. It sounds so simple, but all around I look around and I see people who all their lives have lived for God, but all of the sudden something goes wrong. I am so not better than anyone else and am reminded all the time that when you think you stand. . . be careful.
"Let him that thinketh he standeth take heed lest he fall" 1 Corinthians 10:12. How are you going to stay faithful? Many who said they would stand strong are not so strong.
Isaiah 29:13 "Wherefore the Lord said, Forasmuch as this people draw near me with their mouth, and with their lips do honour me, but have removed their heart far from me, and their fear toward me is taught by the precept of men."
I can't say that I haven't fallen to this. You can have all the desire to do right in the world, but if your heart isn't in it, you will fall! Sooner or later. . So. . what is the answer? It's so simple, but so missed. Every day, falling in love with Jesus. Really, actually, letting him be everything that you need. Not searching for anything but Him. If you love someone, don't you usually want to spend time with them? When's the last time you've spent time with the God you say you love. My heart breaks so see the self-destructive paths that some are stepping on. Don't let the devil lie to you. . . it is not too late to ask for forgiveness and come back to God. It really is simple. He satisfies. You can look for it in a relationship, a bottle, money, whatever. . it won't work.
John 4:14
"But whosoever drinketh of the water that I shall give him shall never thirst; but the water that I shall give him shall be in him a well of water springing up into everlasting life."

Abigail Rose :)

2011-06-06T19:40:00.000-07:00

I know I've been terribly slow at posting on this blog. . LOL. Life has been crazy since I've gotten back from Alaska. My Alaska trip was an awesome, adrenaline-smashing, life-changing, God-filled experience.
My new niece Abigail Rose was born on June 2nd. She weighed 6 pounds 7 ounces. . . And she is the cutest baby EVER! Yeah, I might be a little biased, but you tell me!!

What lives in the AK dumps. . . or Dies. .

2011-04-18T00:51:00.000-07:00

Sights in Alaska

2011-04-17T00:10:00.000-07:00

Alaska Alien. . Saw this at the dump? What on earth? This is what happens to the dumpster divers. I'm actually genuinely disturbed. . . Creepy place. . .

Chena Hot Springs Hike. . .

2011-04-11T20:23:00.000-07:00

Hi everyone! I've been having a fantabulous time here in AK. On Saturday, I started my adventure at about 4:30 am. Left the station at 6:00 am (it's about an hour drive from Nenana to Fairbanks). I couldn't believe the sun was rising that early, and I also couldn't believe the fresh 6 inches of snow on the attractive red pickup truck. I managed to dig out a scraper and thankfully most of the highway going up to Fairbanks was clear. There are pretty good drops off the edge and moose like the road too. I arrive at Pippins house about 7:30 am. We got packed. Our plan was to leave about 7:30, but I don't think we got out until much later. We also planned on an 8 miles loop hike. yeah. We got about 2 miles in when the trail forked.

The Angels Rocks trail was very well packed down and the sky was clear and quite warm. I was down to a t-shirt.

Someone told me 5 weeks would be enough. "Enough, for what?," I asked. "For you to be hooked." Well I don't think it's going to take five weeks. We had a good map and knew where we needed to go, but the trail must have blown over with snow.

We decided to try to make it through this open ridge and see if we could find it on top by the rocks. The snow just kept getting deeper and deeper. I decided to put on snowpants at about waste deep. Then we tried crawling. That worked a lot better. I'm glad I was hiking with a mountain woman.

We made the wise choice and turned around at the top of the ridge when we determined that there was no trail.

After hiking back down, we had to hitch-hike back to our car. I figured if we put on our packs and looked kind of miserable, someone would take pity and it worked!! The hot springs felt pretty good after that! Smelled like sulfur. . Super cool to swim outside with snow on the ground in warm water!

Sat night we stopped at every place trying to find cheap pizza. No such luck. We settled for Pizza Hut and Alaska Troopers movie. Alaska Troopers is a super good reality show. You should check it out on Youtube.

That was just one day. . I have much more to say. . but should be responsible and get some sleep.

Wyoming :)

2011-04-05T23:19:00.000-07:00

So about a month ago Lauren, Flynn, and I took a trip to Wyoming! It was a blast! I tried to steal their pictures off of their website, but I'm not sure if it's this computer that won't let me do it or the internet access here in Nenana, AK.. . :) Anyway, I had a blast!! You guys are super fun to hang out with! Getting lost and. . yeah everything else too. . and I still have that song stuck in my head. . the little things that you have done, the sacrifices made, I thank God for you, I thank God for you. Anyway, here's the link for the picts. http://bhartley.blogspot.com/ We will definitly have to do a road trip like that again!!!!

First Week

2011-03-31T23:28:00.000-07:00

Wow! I can't believe I've been here for almost one week and still haven't even gotten around to communicating with the outside world and letting them know what's up. . . :) Things have been crazy busy to say the least. I arrived here very late on Saturday night because of the computer crashes the Alaska Airlines was experiencing. I was slightly dissapointed that I would not be able to fly into AK in the daylight, but I believe if all goes as planned I will be leaving in the daytime. Upon arrival in Fairbanks at 1 to 2 am, I saw people walking around in boxers, shorts, and flip flops. I believe that this is some of the first warm weather they have experienced all year and it's around zero degrees. I spent the first night at some board members of the station in Fairbanks. They are super nice even giving me a guitar to borrow while I'm here! Yay!! I spent Sunday in Fairbanks going to church, shopping, and at the ice park. The ice park is a worldwide event where people display their pieces of art that they have carved out from the ice. Food up here is priced through the roof. Bananas were "on sale" for 89 cence a pound. It's priced twice as high as back home and in Nenana is probably about 4X. It snowed pretty heavy on Sun night taking us a little longer to get to Nenana than originally planned. The couple who I'm working with at the station have two super cute children (1 and 3 years). The one was singing "Joanna Baer, Joanna Baer" over and over again. I got here about midnight and crashed. The apartment I'm staying in is at the station. It's super nice and cute. I started off right on Monday jumping into things. There is a lot to do! I've been doing weather announcements, psas, helping update the music library, and a live program called Mukluks (people call us with messages for their friends/families in the bush). Monday was great though because I got to drive a snow machine for the first time into the wilderness. Super fun.. . even got it stuck. Tuesday, we went out to Dee's (the founder of the minstry) house. We had moose meat. It was nice to see some Alaska scenery on the drive. I'm particularly looking forward to the drive up to Fairbanks this weekend in this amazing Red Ford F150 I'm borrowing for a couple of weeks. Church on Wednesday night had the pastor and his wife, a couple of kids, and one lady. It felt different. This town is really small. They say the population is around 350 people. Everyone knows everyone and the unemployment rate is really low and the alcohol is quite high. It makes for some interesting situations. It is really neat to be part of a ministry that reaches these people. The impact you can have on someone's life through Christian radio is amplified here. Well. . I digress . .I love you all and miss you! :'( Will try to post more later. These extremely long days are making me stay up way too late. . . :)

You've Got the Power?

2011-03-21T07:30:00.000-07:00

Society today seems obsessed with power. It's in the movies, cartoons, advertisements. . . People want power to make themselves feel good about themselves. . . They want to feel macho, egotistical, strong, capable all in and of themselves.
Some Christians try to get power on their own. Some misuse the power they have.
But do we really have power? Is it like a tool that we use whenever we feel like it?
I believe that God is only limited by how much we let Him work. Do we have that power? The power to limit God because of our own lack of faith?
Sometimes I wonder what would happen if we had faith like Abraham. . . "He staggered not at the promise of God through unbelief; but was strong in faith giving glory to God. And being fully persuaded that, what he had promised, he was a able also to perform."
I believe there are two different kind of powers. Well, probably only one. Stay with me on this. There's our own power. If you're like me, you've tried to do something on your own and watched it miserably fail. Our own power really isn't power at all, but fleshly strength that always lets you down.
Psalm 20:7
Some [trust] in chariots, and some in horses: but we will remember the name of the LORD our God.
Then. . . There's God's power that comes from having faith in Him. . . His power never fails. You can be a channel for his strength and power. I've seen it happen again and again. It's like you're just sitting back and watching God work through you.
Isaiah 10:19
And said, O man greatly beloved, fear not: peace [be] unto thee, be strong, yea, be strong. And when he had spoken unto me, I was strengthened, and said, Let my lord speak; for thou hast strengthened me.
Psalm 138:3
In the day when I cried thou answeredst me, [and] strengthenedst me [with] strength in my soul.
That's real power!!!
Ephesians 3:20 Now unto Him that is able to do exceedingly above all that we ask or think, according to the power that worketh in us.

Prayer Requests for My Trip

2011-03-19T18:28:00.000-07:00

One of my lovely co-workers suggested that I post a list of different things you all could pray about in regards to my trip to Alaska. Here it is. .
God's Blessing and Involvement: Pray that God would be in and through this entire trip, He'd put people in my path that need Him, and that my work with this ministry would be fruitful. Pray for people to be open to the Gospel and that even now God would be working.
Safety
Holes that I've left here to be successfully filled: Pray that God would provide the necessary people to fill in at the Deaf ministry at my church. Also, that everything would run smoothly at KALS.
Good Health: So far I've been able to dodge most of the sicknesses around here. Pray I don't get anything on my trip.
Final Preparations: This last week is a little bit crazy. Pray I'd be able to focus and get everything done that I need to.

That pretty much sums it up. I appreciate everyone's support and prayers for me during this trip.
I can't believe I'm leaving in less than a week! These last few months have flown by. I'm not exactly sure where they've went, but it's been good!
I'm ecstatic about this trip but I will miss all of you terribly. :'( You'll be in my prayers and thoughts.
I'm going to try to update periodically to let you all know how things are going.

Alaska Bound

2011-02-05T19:12:00.000-08:00

Well as most of you have probably already heard, I am going to Alaska. . . this spring!! I cannot wait. I've had a special obsession with Alaska for quite a while. When I was about 12, my fascination with Alaska began. . I love the cold. . and the sled dogs. . and the pure wild. . .and I love radio. . so the opportunity to work in the bush at a Christian radio station just makes me ecstatic.

I had originally planned to go to Alaska for 2 months. That was before a lot of things came up: my church started a Deaf ministry(I am one of two interpreters there), and I started working a lot at KALS. With much prayer and consideration I decided to shorten my time to five weeks. I have been challenged concerning my decision to go; but I have complete, 100% peace that God wants me to go on this trip.
The village I'm going to--Nenana, AK--has a population of 450 people, 1/2 of which is Athabascan.
The people of Alaska are desperate for the hope of the Gospel, especially natives. A lot of young Alaskans leave their native villages for larger cities where there are more opportunities. This leaves villages in a kind of hopeless state. The suicide rate in Alaska in 2x the national average. I'm really looking forward to how God is going to use this trip!!!
I will be working at KIAM radio with Voice for Christ Ministries. Here's a link to their website.
http://www.vfcm.org/
This ministry is rock solid. A testament to their heart for missions is the fact that at the top of their About Us page is Jesus Christ.
Anyway, I really appreciate your prayers for my upcoming trip. Pray specifically for safety, God's blessing, and wisdom.
Just for the record. . . I won't be living in an igloo.

2011 Polar Plunge

2011-01-02T12:44:00.000-08:00

It was 11 degrees outside. . . I thought about backing out, but man it was super fun!

Twenty Ten :)

2010-12-26T19:15:00.000-08:00

I don't even know how to start beginning to tell you how amazing this past year has been. I got a new church, a new sister-in-law, a new job, a new guitar, a new everything. It has been SO blessed by God.
So the beginning of this year I actually was on a train with little Zubby and we stayed up all, well most of the night playing cards with people I didn't even really know and playing the hang drums. It was a great trip visiting my Aunt and eating lots of really good Wisconsin food.
When I arrived back home from that trip, I randomly decided to walk into KALS and apply. As I know by now, nothing is really random though and God has a plan for everything. They told me that they needed someone to fill in for a live church service on Sunday. That's how I started just a few hours on Sunday. We'll come back to this story later.
Around the first of the year we started going to Gospel Light Baptist Church. I am so sure that God led me there. He has also led many of my friends there and many Deaf people. I am so blessed to have the opportunity to be a part of the Deaf ministry there.
The very beginning of the year Josiah (my oldest brother) got engaged to Emily Stafford. The spring was spent wedding planning, wedding planning, and more wedding planning. I really like wedding planning though. Hopefully another one of these siblings decides to get married soon so I can help with another wedding. I took Josiah and Emily's engagement photos with Twilight (my camera, nothing to do with the movie) and also designed their wedding invitations with Photoshop. I have since taken 13,000 pictures. You can see the 101 Best Photos of 2010 from this link. You don't have to be a member of FB, btw.
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2101902&id=1291540410&l=c1e9c4f574
So, where was I at. . .March, April, and May were all spent working at Super 1 City Center in the Produce Department, managing the Pro-Life Website, and some graphic design work here and there. I did go swimming in March which was pretty fun. I even convinced Emily to jump in with me.
Oh May, there was that trip. Where on earth do I start? Somewhere between being crammed in a hotel room with 11 other people, not showering for way too long, hiking some pretty insane stuff, driving across Texas with no AC in a metal car, I decided that road trips are pretty much awesome! I truly hope to return to the Grand Canyon and hike all the way to the bottom of it.
You can read more about that trip here:
http://gracemontana.blogspot.com/2010/06/been-while.html
June, I went to the Bible Conference in Dillon. Absolutely one of the best weeks of my entire life!!! I don't even know where to start! I've been to a lot of different Bible camps, retreats, ect.; but truly the one in Dillon was like nothing I've ever seen before. I really prayed for God to use me and He gave me more opportunities then I could ever imagine.
Sometime in June I went to the music conference in Malta. Really fun Southern Gospel with almost a Country Gospel flair to it. Definitely the best genre of music.
July 31st. Josiah and Emily got married. They had an absolutely beautiful wedding at Gospel Light Baptist Church and a reception to follow at the Cowboy Church. All of us girls wore cowboy boots (kind of a country style). There are a few pictures of that in my 101 photos of the year album. I'm also overjoyed to announce that Emily is expecting a child in May of 2011. We are all very excited. I'm going to be an aunt!!!
In August, I started working at the radio station part time and have since just been given tons of opportunities to do a lot of different kinds of work there. From office work, to traffic, to special events, to production--I absolutely love it all. I'm so blessed to have the most amazing co-workers on the planet!!!
In September, I quit Super 1 and started teaching piano. I'm really glad for that change.
With the fall came hunting season. Oh boy was that an adventure as always! For those of you who don't know, my family is big time into hunting. The boys went East opening day and shot close to a dozen deer. Hunting around here was not as I had hoped. . .so I figured I'd go East. . . well yeah. The trip didn't turn out as I'd expected, but I had a blast. The full story is right here. Poor Beatle, she worked so hard and still never got a cow elk.
http://gracemontana.blogspot.com/2010/11/promised-land.html
And then there's December. I've had an absolutely blessed Christmas, not just the day; but the whole month. Christmas I spent with the family watching movies (Defiance is a really nice movie, btw), eating some pretty yummy food, and hanging out with the family (which is never, ever dull).
Well, that's the year. . .and there is so much more. . looking back on it, I'm just in awe of God and who He is.
I can't wait to see what 2011 has in store!! :)

Christmas. . . .

2010-12-26T13:14:00.000-08:00

One of my friends posted an article explaining some of the reasons why he didn't celebrate Christmas. . Well and I tried to post a response, but it was too long (shocker, I know). So, I decided that I should just post my own article.
First off, I think you all should know where I'm coming from. As much as we hate to admit me, our growing up and various experiences have some influence on what we believe. I seek to only base my beliefs on the Bible. With that being said, I have been on both sides of the Christmas debate. My family didn't celebrate Christmas until I was about 15 or 16. I've heard it all from the tree being evil, to the wise men not being three, to the time Jesus was born, and that Christmas is a pagan holiday.
I'm not even going to attempt to explain the origins of Christmas or any of it's traditions. Does it really matter? God owns December 25th as much as he does any other day. If the devil originally took the date, I am thankful that now it is a predominantly Christian holiday. It is the only time of year when you will hear "Away in a Manger" on a secular radio station or "Fall On Your Knees" sung on TV. What a great witnessing opportunity!

^{Romans 14:5}One man esteemeth one day above another: another esteemeth every day alike. Let every man be fully persuaded in his own mind.

⁶He that regardeth the day, regardeth it unto the Lord; and he that regardeth not the day, to the Lord he doth not regard it. He that eateth, eateth to the Lord, for he giveth God thanks; and he that eateth not, to the Lord he eateth not, and giveth God thanks.

So does it really matter? When you stand before God, I really don't think He's going to care if you celebrated Christmas or not.

As far as Christmas being commercialized! I ain't going to deny it. But whether you let greed overcome you this Holiday Season, is your decision. . Christmas doesn't make you greedy.

What will God care about?

Wherefore the Lord said, Forasmuch as this people draw near [me] with their mouth, and with their lips do honour me, but have removed their heart far from me, and their fear toward me is taught by the precept of men.

Your heart. . .Where was yours this Christmas?

Mt. Rainier

2010-12-22T21:21:00.000-08:00

One of my friend's videos is in the Sierra Trading Post video contest. You all should watch it and cast a vote for him. It's Phase 2 Finalist, the middle one called Mt. Rainier. This really makes me want to climb the mountain.
Whoever gets the most votes wins $2500.

http://beta.sierratradingpost.com/lp2/share-your-adventure-video

Lethal Coffee

2010-12-11T17:53:00.000-08:00

Here is the Coffee Song. I have no idea who wrote it or who sings it. Got it from some ranching friends of mine. Blogspot won't let me upload an audio file, so I threw together a quick video, hence the random photos

2010-12-11T14:45:00.000-08:00

So much to be thankful for. . .

2010-11-25T20:57:00.000-08:00

Every Thanksgiving it seems like people say the same things. . . What are you thankful for?
Friends, family, food. . . These are great things, but sometimes I feel like we're stuck in a rut and don't truly understand how blessed we are; but this past year God has showed me what truly being thankful can do. It can take any situation and help you see the good in it. I've realized that true happiness doesn't lie in more stuff, more fun, more popularity, more anything; but it comes from more of GOD. I hope to carry on the Thanksgiving spirit all year long. . So if you care to listen. Here's a few things I'm thankful for.

The freedoms we have in America.
The wonderful, amazingly, stunningly gorgeous state I live in.
My wonderful family. . . I know everybody says this but my family truly is the best. . I know I'd not be the same without them.
My epic sis-in-law and baby that she is carrying.
My parent's and all that they've taught me
The wonderful church I've found
The Deaf ministry God started at our church.
My awesome job at KALS!
My camera, computer, gun and phone
Coffee
Hearing, eye-site
my guitar and piano
music
every day
snow
hunting
cliff jumping
God's protection, love, forgiveness, mercy, guidance, grace, and salvation

Hope you all had a WONDERFUL Thanksgiving!!!

The Marine Corps

2010-11-17T15:41:00.000-08:00

I thought this was pretty epic!

The Marine Corps

Now at San Diego Recruit Center:

Dear Ma and Pa, I'm doin well and I hope you are. Tell brother Walt and brother Elmer that the Marine Corps beats workin for old man Minch by a mile. Tell them to join up quick before all the places are filled.
I was restless at first cause ya get to sleep till 6:00 a.m. but I'm gettin so I like to sleep late.
Tell Walt and Elmer all ya' do before breakfast is smooth yer cot and shine some things. No hogs to slop, feed to pitch, mash to mix, wood to split, or fire to lay, practically nothing.
Men got to shave but it ain't so bad, there's warm water and nice soap.
Breakfast is strong on trimmins like fruit juice, cereal, eggs, bacon, and such; but kinda weak on chops, potatoes, ham, steak, fried egg plant, pie, and other regular food, but tell Walt and Elmer they can always sit next to two city boys that live on coffee and their food plus yours holds you till lunch when you get fed again. It's no wonder these city boys can't walk much.
After breakfast we go on 'route marches' which the Platoon Sergeant told us are long walks to harden us. If he thinks so it's not my place to tell him different. A route march is about as far as our mailbox back home, then the city boys get sore feet and we ride back in trucks.
The Sergeant is like a school teacher, he nags a lot. The Captain is like the school board, he tells the Sergeant to do a better job. Majors and Colonels just ride around and frown, they do't bother ya none.
This next one will kill Walt and Elmer with Laughin. I keep getting medals for shootin and I don't know why. The bulls eye is near as big as a chipminks head and don't move, and it ain't shootin at you like the Higget boys at home. All ya got to do is lay there all comfortable and hit it. You don't even load your own cartridges, they come in boxes!
Then we have what they call 'hand-to-hand combat trainin' where ya get to wrestle them city boys. I have to real careful though, they break real easy. It ain't like wrestling that old bull at home. I'm bout the best they've got except for that Tug Jordan from over in Silver Lake. He joined up bout the same time as me but I'm only 5'6" and weigh 130 pounds and he is at least 6'8" and got to be nigh onto 300 pounds.
Be sure to tell Walt and Elmer to hurry and join before the other fellas get onto this set-up and come stampedin in.

Your loving daughter,
Alice.

One Day

2010-11-11T20:49:00.000-08:00

It's amazing how much people change.
One day they're on fire for God, the next day they act like they don't know Him.
One day they talk of Him, the next day they deny Him.
What is going on?
Where is your life headed.
I look around and see faces of hurting,
dieing,
religious
church-goers.

Like a lot of you, I was born and raise in a Christian home--
a very conservative home.
I always thought I was saved.
Well I doubted it a lot
but I didn't want to admit I was a sinner.
Sinners were those other bad people.
I was blinded to the Bible verse,
"For all have sinned and come short of the glory of God."
Everything changed though when I turned 13.
The lost feeling just got worse.
I didn't know what to blame it on.
I tried to find God, but prayed with no answer.
The morning was June 5th, 2003. My mom was 6 months along with my little brother when he was still born. I remember holding that lifeless baby in my arms with a lot of questions but I was strong. . .
too strong for God.
The next month is a blur. July 17th came. . . the day I was to fly on an airplane and visit my aunt.
I needed a new start.
God works in mysterious ways.
I mean I knew the salvation message like the back of my hand,
but it was all head knowledge. I was reading a WORLD magazine on the airplane and a phrase caught my eye. It was an ad or something that said,
"Trust in Christ Jesus as your personal Savior."
The lightning bulb went off.
That night I closed my eyes and prayed to God putting my faith in Jesus Christ
--not a baptism,
an upbringing,
or a prayer--
but in Him.
I remember waking up the next morning and hearing old hymns that finally meant something.
I remember devouring Bible verses.
Ephesians 2:8
For by grace are ye saved through faith; and that not of yourselves:
it is the gift of God.
If you're reading this and you are not saved or if you're reading this and you have doubts. . .
if you are religious. .
thirsty. .
He's come so that you may KNOW that ye have eternal life!
These things have I written unto you that believe on the name of the Son of God;
that ye may know that ye have eternal life,
and that ye may believe on the name of the Son of God.
I John 5:13
God doesn't want you wondering. . .
Believe in Him.
"For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son that
whosoever believe in Him should not perish;
but have everlasting life."
Don't just believe that He exists, but trust Him to save you.
Accept His offer of eternal life.
Romans 6:23
For the wages of sin is death;
but the gift of God is eternal life through Jesus Christ our Lord.

The Promised Land. . .

2010-11-07T22:17:00.000-08:00

Well, I was going to try to put this all in a status, but decided it wouldn't work. It just wouldn't all fit. I don't even know how to began describing this weekend--such a bittersweet experience.
I bought the tags (two B tags and one A tag) for Valier, MT. I've hunted about 3 times around the Flathead Valley. I'm sure all of you fellow-hunters have seen the devastation that the wolves have left. Every time I went out, I dreamed of the land flowing with deer, and more deer--East, they call it. Like a promised land calling my name. . . Everyone who's been there says it's so wonderful.
I tried everything to fit it in my schedule. . . I begged my brother to go with me. . nothing seemed to work out. The weekend I had off, he didn't, yada, yada, yada. Well, I "happened" to get the same Friday and Saturday off. David agreed to be my personal guide.
Friday morning we woke up about 4 am. I had such high hopes. I was convinced big daddy was waiting . With Zadok by my side, I really believed that this would be the trip. Boy was I ever wrong.
As we wound through the mountains and popped out to the prairie view, my excitement built. Valier was way prettier than anything. Mountains not far away, but wide open spaces. . .and the sky . . . bigger than any sky you've ever seen.
We stopped at a ranch and signed in. I looked up and on the hillside I could see the stick figures of deer. I knew this was going to be good. They weren't legal, but I knew had to be more just waiting over the horizon. Within about 15 minutes, David slams on his breaks. Deer! I bailed. "Don't shoot! Past the red dirt," he yells. I only saw the tails disappearing in the distance.
We continued to drive. About 15 minutes later, I saw the shadow of a deer walking away. . . I knew he didn't see us. "Big daddy. . . is there," I yelled. David slammed on the breaks.
"Be quiet," he said, "these deer are smart."
We sneaked around him. I knew it was a buck by the way he walked. We crouched over the hill. There he was. I put the gun on my shoulder. . and yes, I aimed! Boom, nothing, the deer didn't flinch, just kept walking. I missed. By now David was screaming at me. "Aim for the chest," he said.
"Yeah Pink, I kind of already knew that," I was thinking to myself.
I heard someone else up the coulee yelling something I couldn't understand. . . I fired more shots. . . I missed. It turns out he was duck hunting yelling at his dog. My sister was shooting. I didn't know why I was missing. I was aiming. . must have been jerking the trigger. Buck fever. Why?
This was not exactly the start of the trip I was looking for. David scolded me for hours. This left me more determined than ever to leave my fever in the dust.
We walked/ran all day chasing 3 mules up and down the hills. Never could gain any ground on them. . .We had just about given up on those deer, when we saw more. Well, David spotted them first. A new group of deer to pursue. . . We could see them on the side of the mountain hundreds of yards away. This was a new kind of hunting. No trees. Man, it felt good. We drove around to where we knew they were.
David had just drank an energy drink. He started running up the mountain. I was not far behind him. They came over the hill. I expected it, but not like this. They were booking it out of that place. I put my scope on the doe, I fired. . . probably more than once and out stepped this buck. Obviously, I never shoot at running deer. This was my first time hunting East. . . He was big. . I would not get fever though. I was determined. Beetle was working on emptying her magazine. I carefully aimed, following it with my gun, but probably not enough. I squeezed the trigger. I didn't have fever, I promise. David yelled, "No more shots, it's over the fence." It was gone. "Check over that edge." I walked over there were 4 more deer. I aimed, I fired, I aimed, I fired. Beetle aimed she fired. . . when all was done we had no reason to believe that we had hit anything. We were hiking along when we saw one. She looked shot obviously limping on three legs. Beetle managed to shoot it in all the wrong places. After a short chase, we brought her down. It was a fawn. At least we wouldn't have to face the embarrassment of going home with nothing. A fawn never felt so good. The rest of the day I spent limping up the mountains. The blisters in my feet hurt so bad, but I wasn't going to give up. No way! I'm pretty sure we saw nothing the rest of that day. . .
After dark, we arrived at the gas station. Running out of water at three in the afternoon had left me quite thirsty. I drank a Sobe and bought 2 more boxes of shells just in case. . . and the monster I bought for the next day was bigger than any monster you've ever seen. I knew I was going to need it. Me and Beetle decided to split it. I slept like a rock that night besides my random sense that 1:30 in the morning was time to go hunting. . .
The next day, I was convinced I would do better. . . There would be more chances. . . We hunted all day. I drank a monster. It gave me so much power. I ran up and down those mountains. After one particular very long hike, when we were driving out; I saw them. A bunch of deer on top of the mountain. I had no words. . . I said something that kind of sounded like speaking in tongues. The deer were headed to the same spot we just had hiked. I knew we were dedicated because my little bro was wearing out. Pretty epic. I didn't care how bad my feet hurt or anything else. I was determined to shoot something. We marched up that mountain. . . crawled quietly on the top, all the way back around to the same mountain we just conquered. Beetle's tennis shoes I was borrowing had no ankle support and I was feeling it skirting the side of that mountain. We didn't see them. Anywhere.
The rest of the day, the pressure was building. Oh well, everybody has bad hunting days, right? The time dwindled. 1 hour left. That was all. Nothing mattered. The sunset was so beautiful. I wanted to just stay here. . . We were walking up this mountain. . . I turned around and saw her. I was convinced this was probably our last opportunity. She was running at 250 yards. Because Beetle had the gun with the bi-pod, I decided to let her shoot first. "Squeeze slow, Beetle," I could hear David's counseling. She did and she missed. I tried. . . twice. It's hard shooting running deer at 250 yards.
That was it. . . Our last opportunity. The remaining fifteen minutes I thought if I ran maybe I'd find something. It didn't work.
I got back in the truck. Not exactly what I was expecting, but I will look on the bright side. They say you learn the best from your own mistakes. I learned to never fire at anything in haste. . .Slow down. I learned to not let the desperation to get an animal make you lose the very chance you have. I will look at my cup as 3/4 full, instead of 1/2 empty. I'm so blessed to live in this beautiful state, to have an amazing family to hunt with, to still have the right to hunt, and to know no matter what happens I'm still blessed and God is still with me.

Photoshoot

2010-10-19T20:24:00.000-07:00

A few days ago I got the opportunity to go take pictures of who I'm sure are some of the cutest kids on the planet. Thanks Erin for the fun time. Here's a few of my favorite.

where to start

2010-10-03T20:56:00.000-07:00

I realize I haven't updated about my blog in quite a while. It seems like I've caught the blogging bug though just for tonight, because I saw all my other friends updating theres and yep pretty much the peer pressure. . . and I kind of need to be working on something else, but this is good too. right?
With 23 days till hunting season, I'm sure my life is going to get insane soon, but it kind of always is anyways. . . I got egged a few weeks ago. Now that's an experience.
Yesterday, we went to go visit some friends in Dillon. They had a BEAUTiful hunting cabin that they let us stay in and I found out the handsome makes great shampoo. lol. I love that place! and all the people that make it so great! I'm so glad somebody made me go to the conference this year. It was pretty much one of the greatest weeks ever and God is still showing me things that I learned there. I hope to not tarry in Kalispell too long.
So. .. I took a leap of faith and quit Super 1. I miss the people there, but I absolutely love the radio station work and the people at the radio station. Its got to be the coolest job ever! God blessed me SO much! I'm also teaching piano and now sign language on the side and taking guitar. . .yeah, I'm pretty busy, but loving every minute of it.
Here's the words of wisdom for the night. Somebody the other day told me, "Well it's easy to be always happy when you're a Baer." It made me stop and think. Am I really happy because I'm a Baer? I am so blessed to live in the family that I do, but if you really know me; that's not the reason. How do I explain to them that my life isn't perfect without sounding like a know it all? Why are so many Christians so depressed? I just don't understand it.
Well, here's the answer I meant to give; I found it all in one verse.

Psalm 28:7 (King James Version)

⁷The LORD is my strength and my shield; my heart trusted in him, and I am helped: therefore my heart greatly rejoiceth; and with my song will I praise him.

The only place where I can find joy is trust in God. It's funny how when you know God is in control even through the worst of circumstances you can be joyful. Our happiness as Christians doesn't depend on our growing up, how much money we have in the bank, how safe we feel, or anything we feel as far as that matter; but on God. Knowing He knows it all is the most freeing happy feeling of all.

I know. . .

2010-09-24T08:46:00.000-07:00

So. . I saw this on one of my friend's blog and thought it was a good idea. I know people visit my blog, but I rarely get comments, so whoever you are; comment!

I know you're looking

and. . I know you're watching

so where are all the comments???

I fear that our fellow bloggers and friends are afraid to comment. We don't bite... we're really not so scary, so please just say hello! Let us know what you think. We'd love to hear how you are doing. For those you who look at our blog regularly, but do not comment... ( we won't mention any names) Please leave a comment... even if you remain anonymous. :D

We want to hear from you!!!

The End of the Challenge

2010-09-21T19:18:00.000-07:00

Well, here it is. I've been pretty slow doing this challenge. . so I figured I'd just finish it up tonight. . . I'm not going to check my grammar. Don't read too carefully.

Day 27: A physical feature you love
My hair. It reflects my mood. True story. Sometimes it's hard to handle, but the best things in life are.

Day 28: A scar you have and it's story
On my foot I have a dog nail scar. Before I went to college, I used to have 2 mushing dogs (they were the real thing) and one mutt dog. One day. . .as all good owner's do. . . I was feeding them. I gave some food to Julie (one of the mushing dogs) and Tipsy (she was named that because her eyes didn't line up) starting attacking each other. . . I'd been in the middle of these dog fights before, but never one quite like this. I knew that they were fighting to the death. I tried to break them up, but the other dog just decided to join them. I was literally rolling on the ground with them attempting to pry them apart. I concluded that nothing would work. I kicked open the gate and while holding the two other dogs, kicked Tipsy out. Somewhere in that mess, one of the dogs stuck their claw in my foot. I've still got the scar to prove it.

Day 29: Hopes, dreams, and plans you have for the next 365 days
Too many. Go to Alaska, stand on top a really tall mountain, help a poor struggling soul, win some souls to Christ, do a good job teaching piano, polar plunge, improve photography skills, improve guitar, shoot big daddy (elk or deer), learn more about radio at KALS, get that one song on facebook, buy a video camera, sleep under the stars many times, do something crazy (that I haven't done yet), hike the Grand Canyon (this one's big), go to a foreign country, and. .. live life to the fullest!

Day 30: A motto or philosophy

Day 26: A childhood memory

2010-09-15T21:33:00.000-07:00

Ok, well, where do I begin. . . raising goats, working in the garden, snow barefoot races, building massive snow forts, army crawling, annoying the neighbors to no end. Perhaps, one of the best of all were our dirt clog fights. I grew up in Billings, MT where it's really dry and there are massive dirt clogs. We would have wars. Split up in two teams and fire away. I remember one day though. We were out there chucking the dirt clogs. When all of the sudden I felt like Goliath, so strong and so tall; but I was down. My brother, Josiah (figures), hit me square in the head with a big old dirt clog. This explains a lot. I had an awful headache. I tried to sleep it off, warm washcloths. . it didn't work though.

A Favorite Recipe

2010-09-14T19:37:00.000-07:00

Spinach Casserole

This is one of my favs. Just ate it tonight.

Spinach casserole recipe with cream cheese and seasonings.
Ingredients:
• 2 packages frozen spinach, (10 oz each)
• 6 ounces cream cheese, softened
• 1/2 cup butter, melted, divided
• 1 cup seasoned bread crumbs
• paprika, optional
Preparation:
Thaw spinach and press or squeeze to remove excess water. Grease a casserole dish and set aside. In a large mixing bowl, combine the spinach, cream cheese, and 1/4 cup of melted butter. Spoon into casserole dish. Sprinkle with the breadcrumbs and paprika, and drizzle with remaining 1/4 cup of butter. Bake at 350 degrees for 25 minutes. Serves 4.

Day 24: A movie no one would expect you to love

2010-09-08T17:05:00.000-07:00

Does Veggietales count?

Day 23: A way in which you want to be remembered

2010-09-01T21:05:00.000-07:00

It's pretty simple actually. I want to be remembered as someone who loved people, gave God everything I had, and worked like crazy to serve Him.

4 days in one

2010-08-31T17:57:00.000-07:00

So. . here it goes. Four days in one. I've been a bad child and been slacking.

Day 19: A talent of yours
hmmm, probably music. I've been playing the piano since I was 4 and the guitar not nearly as long.
I kind of sing but think it could probably use some help.

Day 20: A hobby of yours
Cliff jumping. . . yes that is officially a hobby. . . and it does require gear--courage, guts, and a smidgen of stupidity.

Day 21: Something you know you do differently then most people
Drive. Not really sure it's a good thing, but it's different. At least that's what my friends say.

Day 22: A website
My photography blog www.glowofgracephotography.blogspot.com

Day 16

2010-08-26T20:37:00.000-07:00

Well, this 30 day challenge seems to be a little bit longer than that. Extended days are ok. right?
I time when I've felt passionate and alive. . .there's so many I can't pick just one.
Me and my sister. . well, mostly my sister started it, go to a lookout tower every year and spend the night. I felt passionate and alive, sitting there on the porch, looking down on the mountains, singing with my guitar, breathing mountain air, playing games with my amazing sisters, eating some interesting watermelon, and howling at the moon. . .

Piece of art

2010-08-23T18:56:00.000-07:00

I couldn't think of anything else. Hope this works.

Day 16

2010-08-21T18:05:00.000-07:00

Well, a song that can make me cry. . probably would have to make me laugh first. . .and that's the "Bellybutton Song" by Veggietales. luv it!

Mr. Lunt: Baby I know your eyes see right through my disguise
Boyz: (Larry, Jimmy, Junior): And no one can deny
Mr. Lunt: Baby that I'm the one whose love is no surprise
Boyz: And he cant tell you no lie
Mr. Lunt: But theres a secret Ive been hidin I can't keep it no more
Boyz: There's this thing about himself he's never told you before
Lunt: Baby!

Chorus:
Boyz: He needs to tell you something
Mr. Lunt: I don't got a bellybutton
Oh I need to tell you something
Boyz: Have you figure it out
He don't got a bellybutton
Boyz: Bellybutton no, oh no no

Mr. Lunt: Baby please don't squeal, just tell me how you feel
Boyz: 'Cause his love is for real
Mr. Lunt: And if you went away, my heart would never heal
Boyz: So to you he appeals
Mr. Lunt: There's something missing in my middle and it's hard to ignore
Boyz: There's this thing about himself he's never told you before
Lunt: Baby!

Chorus

Khalil: Bellybutton!
Boyz: Uh, uh
Khalil: Bellybutton!
Boyz: Uh, uh
Khalil: You say your bellybutton's missing, there's no reason for alarm
It's a common thing for gourds, it won't do you any harm
You're technically a fruit and with that much being said;
Your umbilical equivocal is up there on your head!
You could opt for a prosthetic but of course you'd have to know
It'd be covered by your shirt, but not your HMO
Khalil: Bellybutton!
Boyz: Uh, uh
Khalil: Bellybutton
Boyz: Uh, uh

Mr. Lunt: a stylish something absent from my midriff's d'cor
Boyz: There's this thing about himself he's never told you before
Lunt: Baby!

Boyz: He need to tell you something
Mr. Lunt: I don't got a belly button
Oh I need to tell you something
Boyz: Have you figure it out
He don't got a belly button
Boyz: Belly button no, oh no no
Lunt and Boyz: No belly button!

Person I admire

2010-08-20T22:30:00.000-07:00

I have to say. . .one of the people that I admire is Esther in the Bible. I admire her courage. Who says a girl can't be courageous anyway? A lot of people put some much romance into the book of Esther that they forget how scary it was for her. She could have been killed. Her people were going to be killed. . . to confront the king about such a thing was risky. . . very risky. I hope to have that same bravery. "One Night with the King" is an awesome movie about Esther, btw.

a vacation. .

2010-08-17T16:44:00.000-07:00

Well, there's so many places I want to visit. I don't know where to start. Here's 2 of my top ones though.
Alaska! I've always wanted to go. I love the cold and mountains and hunting. Lord willing, I'll be going to work at a radio station there the beginning of next year.

This one might surprise some of you. . or not; but there's something about Africa. Maybe it's the lions and the elephants or the crazy tribes. One day. . . I really want to go. Couldn't you just see me in this hairdo?!?

a guilty pleasure. . .

2010-08-15T21:08:00.001-07:00

well. . . this one's easy. . I must confess I'm definitely a coffee-addict. I feel guilty at times about this, but most of the time I'm fine with my addiction. I feel better if I drink it with honey and half and half, because then there are no chemicals. Ok, so it is a guilty pleasure, but coffee is SO good. It warms the heart and lights up the sky. . . I better be quiet before I go get another cup.

A song. . .

2010-08-14T14:14:00.000-07:00

Well, there's definitely more than one song I want played at my wedding, because I love music and I'm pretty sure it's going to be filled with music. but. . for the purposes of this challenge, I will choose 1. . .

THE KEEPER OF THE STARS (Tracy Byrd)

It was no accident me finding you
Someone had a hand in it
Long before we ever knew
Now I just can't believe you're in my life
Heaven's smilin' down on me
As I look at you tonight

CHORUS:
I tip my hat to the keeper of the stars
He sure knew what he was doin'
When he joined these two hearts
I hold everything
When I hold you in my arms
I've got all I'll ever need
Thanks to the keeper of the stars

Soft moonlight on your face oh how you shine
It takes my breath away
Just to look into your eyes
I know I don't deserve a treasure like you
There really are no words
To show my gratitude

REPEAT CHORUS:

Picture of me

2010-08-13T16:39:00.000-07:00

Picture of me from over 10 years ago

2010-08-12T09:39:00.000-07:00

So, I couldn't find a picture of just me scanned onto the computer. . .so here's one of me and a few of my siblings. lol.

Picture i took

2010-08-11T06:59:00.000-07:00

Here's a picture of Dillon, MT I took about 1 month ago.

A thank you letter

2010-08-10T08:47:00.000-07:00

There are so many people who have changed my life that I should thank that I don't really know how to start.
To my sis Emily,
Thank you for having such a solid mind even when I'm not. Thanks for always being there for me. Thanks for your devotion in God. It's been a great example to me.
Thank you most of all for becoming my sis.
Joanna

five things. . .

2010-08-07T19:49:00.000-07:00

ok. . five things I couldn't possibly live without. This one should be easy.
1. God. . . without Him I wouldn't even have the breath of life
2. Family and friends. . . without them life would be so boring
3. Water, food, and coffee. . oops that was a three-in-one answer
4. My Bible. . . it is the Guidebook to Life
5. Clear Mountain Air. . .

Josiah and Emiy's Wedding

2010-08-07T18:28:00.000-07:00

So. . here's some of the picts from Jumping and Em's wedding. There are still more to come, I'm sure. I didn't actually take pictures of the ceremony. . . so there's none of that. . .yet.
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2074023&id=1291540410&l=719d04c924
You do not have to be a member of facebook to access this. Let me know if it doesn't or does work.

a moment. . .

2010-08-06T16:43:00.000-07:00

A moment to relive. There are so many. Of course there's all the fun things I've done. The roads trips, the cliff jumping, the bear hunting, the polar bear plunges. . .but then there's the times with family and friends; which are so special. . . all the graduations, the birthday parties, the random times just hanging out. . .best of all though are the times when God has spoken to me and done something miraculous.
For the purposes of this challenge though. . I will choose a random moment that comes to my head. When we lived in town in Laurel, MT. I was super young and so were my siblings. It was devastating living in town. Way too boxed in. We got bored and the ice cream truck came by everyday. We had no money, but thought it'd be cool to run after the truck. . . and then when it stopped just run the other direction. Me and my siblings did this almost exactly everyday. Then the day came when someone (Ruth) happened to have a quarter and she wanted ice cream. I remember running blocks and blocks after that truck trying to get him to stop. I can't quite remember if he ever did. . . but I know he was frustrated either way.

Quote

2010-08-05T21:57:00.000-07:00

A favorite quote. . ."He is no fool who gives what he cannot keep who gains what he cannot lose."-Jim Elliot (missionary to Ecuador)

Television Program

2010-08-04T06:52:00.000-07:00

I must say I don't watch a lot of TV because we only get two channels and they are pretty boring. But when I have access to cable, I love watching the "What Not to Wear Show." Laugh as you may, I used to have really bad fashion. . . so I can relate to some of the people on the show.

A favorite book

2010-08-03T20:55:00.000-07:00

hhhmmmm, haven't gotten a chance to read a pleasure book in quite a while. I really enjoyed reading the book "Captivating: Unveiling the Mystery of a Woman's Soul." It really is an amazing book. My favorite part of the book is when the author said that a true woman could enjoy hunting and sleeping out under the stars. I can't say I agree with it 100% theologically, but it's definitely worth a read.

Favorite Movie

2010-08-02T18:52:00.000-07:00

One of my favorite movies is Defiance. This may surprise some of you, but I love war movies; but good war movies where good comes out of war. Defiance is one of those movies. Based on a true story, it's full of commitment and love. Set during World War II, it's about the Jews creating their own colony in the woods. If I say anymore about it, I might spoil it.

Challenge

2010-08-01T19:30:00.000-07:00

so. . I pretty much stole this off of one of my friend's blogs and I'm going to try this challenge and hopefully succeed. My life has been insane lately, but a good kind of insane. I love being busy. My brother got married yesterday in an absolutely amazing ceremony. They are the cutest couple. I should probably get on with the challenge before I start talking of all the wedding frills. Stories and picts to follow soon though.

A favorite song. . .

Somewhere over the Rainbow by Israel. It's gorgeous and the guitar work is super cool. Well, that's all she wrote till tomorrow.

Day 1: A favorite song
Day 2: A favorite movie
Day 3: A favorite book
Day 4: A favorite television program
Day 5: A favorite quote
Day 6: A moment you wish you could relive
Day 7: Five things you couldn't possibly live without
Day 8: A thank you letter to someone who has changed your life
Day 9: A photo you took
Day 10: A photo of you taken over 10 years ago
Day 11: A photo of you taken recently
Day 12: A song you want played at your wedding (or was played)
Day 13: A guilty pleasure
Day 14: A vacation you would like to take
Day 15: A person you admire
Day 16: A song that makes you cry
Day 17: An art piece
Day 18: A time when you felt passionate and alive
Day 19: A talent of yours
Day 20: A hobby of yours
Day 21: Something you know you do differently then most people
Day 22: A website
Day 23: A way in which you want to be remembered
Day 24: A movie no one would expect you to love
Day 25: A recipe
Day 26: A childhood memory
Day 27: A physical feature you love
Day 28: A scar you have and it's story
Day 29: Hopes, dreams, and plans you have for the next 365 days
Day 30: A motto or philosophy

Dillon Pictures

2010-07-07T17:13:00.000-07:00

So, I was going to try to post all the picts of Dillon at once, but my computer is SLOW and internet is even slower. I'm about to buy a new one. Today was the straw that maybe broke the camel's back. The thing shuts itself off without even saying anything first. Anywhoo, here's a little bit of our life in Dillon. I miss that place already so bad. Here's Amy in a dress, I think she's dancing. lol. The other picts here are all from the ride. I love road trips.
More later,
Joanna

Emily's Wedding Shower

2010-07-06T19:40:00.000-07:00

Here's some picts from Emily's recent shower. Thank you Ashley and Kacey for an amazing shower. Hope nobody kept you up too late. If you want to save the picts, click on them and they will get bigger :)

Dillon/Malta

2010-07-04T09:44:00.001-07:00

I don't even know where to start. This past week and a half has been such a blessing to me. I started all the craziness off with staying up all night. Left for Malta at 2 am and I drove until 5 am. I think at that point I was probably tired. The Malta Music Festival was absolutely awesome. I couldn't help but think how truly happy Christian's are without drugs, alcohol, or other empty things. I felt my heart filled with praise for the two days of the music festival. Some of the finest bluegrass/southern gospel/Christian/family groups were there. It inspired me to practice more on the piano and guitar. Maybe one day, I'll be half as good as them. Thank you so much Hiedi and Nancy Lue for coming. It was great to get to know both of you. Congratulations on staying sane. Btw, the trip to Malta was an all-girl trip. Kind of scary, I know.
I got home at about midnight Sun night and left by noon on Monday for Dillon. Some of my friends have been trying to get me to come to the Dillon Bible Conference for a long time. It far exceeded my expectations. You seriously just have to come to understand. God is really alive and well. I don't even know how to explain it. The fellowship was amazing too. All the people were so down-to-earth and friendly. Highlights were swimming and getting stuck in a storm, hiking barefooted, sleeping in the woods for 4 nights and having the zipper on my sleeping bag break, eating one particular very bizarre food, listening to half the people lose their voices at the end of the week, hearing about the bleeding piano keys, ok, that pretty much sums it up.
Well, all good things must come to an end and I will resume back to "normal" life. I pray that I can take some of the things I learned at the conference to be a better Christian and better witness.

College Decision

2010-06-22T19:17:00.000-07:00

I want to start off this post by saying that I didn't make this decision in haste, but I actually did think, pray a lot, and weighed all the negatives and positives of both options.
When I went down to PCC for my brother's graduation, I really was willing to go back to PCC if that was what God wanted for me. I talked to a couple of people when I was down there and they said they might be able to get me a job in the communications department and/or give me my scholarship back. Anyway, to make a long story short, God really did shut the door there. The college said they may not have a job for me in the communications department and they would not give me my scholarship back. I counted the cost. so I work another two years to make it through college. graduate with a degree. broke. . . In the end, people are looking for experience anyway? What did I gain? What really matters? When you die, it isn't going to matter how rich you were or how high your education was. The only thing that is going to matter is how much of any impact you made on people's lives. Don't misunderstand me. I believe in making the most of your skills and talents that God has given you; but I really believe for me, there are more productive ways.
I have to throw this out there too, because this was part of my decision making process. I'm not really interested in a career, because eventually I want to get married and raise a family. I don't see the point on spending my money pursuing a career, when I can be using my talents for God right now.
So. . . right now. I'm looking into some different opportunities. I'll continue to pursue sign language and piano, which usually opens up doors. I'm e-mailing a couple of different Christian radio stations in Alaska where you can volunteer for a certain amount of time and gain hands on experience. I'm also looking at furthering my filming skills either by buying a camera or going to some Christian film festivals.
I'm thrilled to see what doors God opens. I'll keep you all posted.

been a while. . .

2010-06-07T20:17:00.000-07:00

Wow, I just realized it's been forever since I posted. The last couple of months have been a blur, but definitely a good kind of blur. I kept promising that I would post pictures and stories from the trip so here they are. Well some of them anyway. I actually took over 1,300 pictures. deleted about 300. so it would take forever to show even a glimpse of them. On top of that my hard drive is giving me issues. My computer won't recognize it over half of the time. Technical difficulties--got to love them. I think last time I posted about the trip, we were leaving Wisconsin. I drove through Chicago. It was really exciting. I actually get thrills out of driving through big cities. David was my co-pilot. . . scary I know. . . That night we stayed in. . I don't remember where. think it was on the Kentucky border. All of us in one hotel. Not sure how we pulled that off. That hotel room was so full. The next day we arrived at PCC. PCC is great as a visitor I must say. . . and the sunset on the non-oil filled beach was great! Josiah joined us via airplane that day and David got lost trying to find the airport and blamed his directional-challengism on me. The rest of the trip we had the car and the van. Not sure why I chose to stay in the car because it doesn't have AC, but it was definitely the car of fun. We picked up Elise (my wild friend from AZ) to join us for the rest of the trip. We left right after graduation (after Luke got his room cleaned up that is and we got all of the stuff stuffed in the car). Our first stop was Austin (11 people in that hotel room). and we got lost finding it. . about two in the morning. I was throwing sunflower seeds out of the window and a cop. . well he stopped us, claimed my brother was making "too abrupt a stop." I think he was just suspicious of that. Got that token care of and we found the hotel. I slept on the floor and got stomped by people all night, but it was only a few hours. Texas is a gigantic state for those of you who haven't been to it. 800 miles just to get across the thing. We arrived at my friend Elise's house in AZ about 2:00 am. I was thoroughly exhausted and a shower felt pretty amazing after being crammed in that car. That was the last shower I would take in a week. actually the last shower that 5 of us would take. David stunk the worst tho. From there, the rest of my family left for home and David (got payed 60 dollars by the parent's to be our guide/slave), me, Ruth, Bethany, and Elise stayed 5 extra days goofing off in the Grand Canyon and Zion National Park. I was supposed to hike the Grand Canyon, but we weren't quite prepared. . . well we weren't prepared at all and it was probably a good thing that we didn't do it. We camped out two nights at the Grand Canyon and froze like crazy. I didn't realize that it was so cold in the desert. Well I did, but once again, not exactly prepared. We lit a fire that went all night and slept around it. beautiful stars out at night. The Grand Canyon is so wild. For those of you who haven't been there, you are missing out. We hiked the "Hermit's Trail" and besides the whole canyon being alerted about us not bringing enough water (which we had enough), it was a fairly peaceful hike. Definitely some nice drop offs.
Elise's parents joined us at Zion. . and they are awesome, btw. We were so hungry. . they brought us food. . . and we they had a pop-up camper for us to sleep in. The next few days we spent hiking like crazy. I thought that my legs would fall off. We hiked a 2,000 foot elevation change in 1.5 hours. and the best hike of all-"Angel's Landing" (800 foot drops on the one side and 1200 foot drops on the other with a rope to hang on to). Google it. It is a must do. I went swimming in this very, very cold cavern. Almost as cold as the polar plunge. and cliff jumping. Cliff jumping was great. It looked like heaven on earth. The final bang was the last day drive home. 23 hours in one day. David locked himself out of the car. hahaha. I laughed so hard. Towards the end of that day, me and David were switching off and on driving and drinking coffee.
Well, that was the trip. It was better than I could have even imagined. I was just in awe of God the whole time and how amazing he was. I've only seen a tip of the iceberg when it comes to His creation and to think that He's interested in our lives.

The link to the photos:
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2065456&id=1291540410&l=c8abee2d75

On the Road Again

2010-05-08T16:41:00.000-07:00

So. . . for those of you don't know. My entire family--well most of us everyone but Josiah (he's flying down later) are on this crazy road trip. Today I am in Wisconsin. It has not been without it's difficulties to get here. First of all, the car seemed to have some problems starting. But it really turned out to be no problems at all, just a glitch. It seems to be working now.
We made it through Montana with no difficulties. The first night we stayed in Wolf Point with some ranching friends of ours. They are awesome, btw. We were supposed to leave at 6:30 in the morning, but if you know my family staying on schedule can be difficult. I don't even remember why we were late, but we didn't get out of there until about 7:00.
I LOVE to drive and me and my little brother fight for the steering wheel. In the end there's enough for us to divide. My Mom didn't drive at all yet, but we'll see. Right when we started coming into Minnesota, David noticed the car was shaking kind of bad. Well, I noticed it before that. . . but got to keep going. We pulled over and 1 of our tires was flat. Thankfully, God was watching over us and we were right next to a Super Walmart. About an hour late and we were back to the wheel. If I'm not driving, I'm usually co-pilot. I kind of got David lost once, but I quickly navigated my way out of it. My parent's direction flaw, on the other hand, took a little bit longer to fix. lol.
It was pretty much an all out blizzard. We didn't get into Green Bay, WI until 4 AM. Needless to say, I think I'm sleep deprived. Therefore, I can't be responsible for anything in this post. lol. cause I'm not even going to read it over.
Tomorrow's menu--Indiana, Kentucky, Tennessee, Alabama, and then Florida. I think we're going to be driving all day and all night too. Woot, woot.

I am not afraid to admit

2010-05-04T20:25:00.000-07:00

One of my friends posted this on her blog. . .and I thought it was a good idea. Hopefully, these aren't things you didn't already know about me. lol. 15 things.

I am not afraid to admit. .. I like to howl at the moon.

I am not afraid to admit. . . I would prefer it cold over warm. I love the snow.

I am not afraid to admit. . . I am not super-human. . . although I try to be.

I am not afraid to admit. . . Jesus is EVERYTHING!

I am not afraid to admit. . . I'm really not that nice all the time. .

I am not afraid to admit. . . I'm a hick at heart.

I am not afraid to admit. . . I grew up in a crazy family.

I am not afraid to admit. . . I am sometimes a geek.

I am not afraid to admit. . . I'm actually shy

I am not afraid to admit. . . The Bible is the absolute truth. . . and yes, I believe in absolute truth.

I am not afraid to admit. . . I love swimming in cold water.

I am not afraid to admit. . . sometimes I think I work too hard.

I am not afraid to admit. . . I LOVE music and believe God made it for us to enjoy. . and I love driving with my car window down with my music loud.. . and I bop my head.

I am not afraid to admit. . . when I camp I don't use a tent cauz the stars are too pretty.

I am not afraid to admit. . . I'm not perfect, but I have a God who is.

I am not afraid to admit. . . sorry this is the 16th one.. couldn't forget. I am a coffeeholic.

so. .. .

2010-04-13T20:43:00.001-07:00

Everyone told me that Betsy was dead, but David was able to put some glue stuff in the mother board where it was cracked and now she is back to life. I couldn't be happier. :D

Betsy

2010-04-12T16:13:00.000-07:00

So, it's official. My computer Betsy has died. Her life was way, way too short. Something went wrong in the motherboard (I think I slammed it against the coffee table on an accident.) Betsy will be remembered for her cow-ish size and her slow speed. Goodbye Betsy. . :'(

Does anybody know?

2010-04-01T19:41:00.000-07:00

My other blog (www.glowofgracephotography.blogspot.com) won't let anybody post comments!! The sad thing is I just realized this now. Does anybody know what the problem is? Btw, I have my settings so anybody can post? Is it something with the HTML or template??? I'm not incredibly technically savey, so I'm kind of confused at this point.

I need to update this more. . .

2010-03-28T20:27:00.000-07:00

So I decided that I need to update my blog more often. . . even if I don't have a whole lot to say :D Life has been pretty busy for me recently and God is teaching me so much about how He is totally in control of our lives. I still don't know if I'm going to Moody Bible Institute yet or not; but I'm totally at peace with whatever.
I've been taking like a zillion pictures recently. If you all get a chance you should check out my picture blog. www.glowofgracephotography.blogspot.com. On my days off, I take hundreds literally. . . .
Although, winter is my favorite season and I'm in love with it; I love the change of seasons and am so excited to wear my pink flip flops. . . Montana is SO pretty. I'm awestruck all the time by God's creation. I went swimming by the Old Steel bridge this week. It was quite refreshing. :D
My family is planning a trip to Florida in May for Luke's graduation from PCC. I'm hoping to hike to the bottom of the Grand Canyon, although the ranger's don't want to give me a permit to camp at the bottom and there's tons of warning signs about attempting to do it in one day and getting rescued by a helicopter. . . and then they take you to court if you don't have a permit and sleep in the woods. Bummer!
Anyway, once we get there we should be able to get on a waiting list and hopefully get a permit. I love Arizona. It is an absolutely gorgeous state and you'd never guess it. I've been trying to run a lot to get into shape for this.
I also plan on attending the preaching conference in Dillon, MT and the Gospel Jamboree in Malta this summer. I'm stoked. I missed out on the Dillon conference last year and heard about how amazing it was :D
I'm still playing piano and guitar, but not near as much as I'd like to be. My priorities obviously need to be rearranged. :D
Other than that. I've been working on my coffee addiction (which is not going well), teaching piano and sign language, working a little bit at KALS, and working at Super 1 City Center. I luv it all though.

44 Random Things

2010-03-20T21:32:00.001-07:00

I really like these random quizzes. I found this one on facebook and thought I'd share it with you all :D

44 Odd Things (not sure why there's not quite 44??)

41. Do you like blue cheese? oh yeah
40. Have you ever been drunk? Nope
39. Do you own a gun? I don't actually own one, but my family owns plenty
38. What flavor of Kool Aid was your favorite? never drank much Kool Aid
37. Do you get nervous before doctor appointments? no
36. What do you think of hot dogs? brats are good
35. Favorite Christmas movie? Rudolph the Red Nose Reindeer
34. What do you prefer to drink in the morning? coffee, coffee, and more coffee
33. Can you do push ups? Yep :D
32. What's your favorite piece of jewelry? the ring that Em gave me
31. Favorite hobby? do I really have to pick one
30. Do you have A.D.D.? the jury's still out on that
29. What's your favorite shoe? cowboy boots
28. Middle name? Grace
27. Name 3 thoughts at this exact moment? i'm trying to focus on this movie, I need to go to sleep, life is so confusing
26. Name 3 drinks you regularly drink? coffee, water, milk
25. Current worry? don't ask
24. Current hate right now? men acting stupid
23. How did you bring in the New Year? on the train playing cards with some random hippies
22. Where would you like to go? Alaska, Iceland,
21. Name three people who will complete this? My sister, Lauren Hartley, JuJu
20. Do you own slippers? nope
19. What color shirt are you wearing right now? white
18. Do you like sleeping on satin sheets? no
17. Can you whistle? yep
16. Favorite colors? red, turquoise, blue
15. Would you be a pirate? if I could be one that don't do anything
14. What songs do you sing in the shower? a new one every day
13. Favorite girl's Name ? Gracie, Elizabeth
12. Favorite boy's name? Jeremiah, Christopher
11. What's in your pocket right now? don't have pockets
10.. Last thing that made you laugh? my brother trying to weasel out of something
9. Best bed sheets as a child? the daisy ones :D
8. Worst injury you've ever had as a child? my head getting split open
7. Who is your loudest friend? Bethany
6. How many dogs do you have? none right now
5. Does someone have a crush on you? don't know
4. What is your favorite book? the Bible
3. What is your favorite candy? Reeser's PB cups
2. Favorite Sports Team? Packers!!! Go cheese heads
1. What song do you want played at your funeral? "Legacy" by Nicole Nordeman

Writings from My Old Blog

2010-03-16T09:31:00.000-07:00

It's pretty much been a long time since I started this new blog. So, I decided I should probably just delete my old one. . . but there's some cool stuff on there. . . I will just transfer it over.
Here's some of the poems, stories, ect; I wrote. . .mostly in high school.

For the Smoke of a Thousand Villages
As he (David Livingstone) stood on the deck of the vessel that was to lead him to Algoa, a dream was growing in his mind. His open Bible was laid before him as he dreamed–dreamed of exploring an entire continent for Christ. He thought of the time a few weeks earlier he had told his dad goodbye never to meet again until the earth gives up her dead. “David, David,” the words of the ship captain awoke him from his daydream. He knew if he was ever to accomplish his goal, he must be prepared. The ship captain showed him how to find exactly where the ship was on the pathless ocean. “I shall need this knowledge to guide me across the pathless deserts and jungles of Africa,” David said.

Livingstone did not know and would not have cared that his name would be written in history books two hundred years later as the one who discovered on million square miles. It did not matter to him that he would be hailed the first white man to ever set his eyes on Victoria Falls. As he stood there with the cool breeze off the ocean blowing into his face, the words of Moffat (the missionary he was to join, and whose daughter he would marry) traveled again and again through his head: “I have seen sometimes in the morning sun the smoke of a thousand villages, where no missionary has ever been.”

“That is the reason,” he thought, “why I am doing this, and that is the reason why I am determined to open up this continent for the gospel or perish.”

Drink to Your Health

The trip we were embarking on to Wisconsin was becoming tiring. Staying up until 12:00 for 3 consecutive days was taking its toll on me. We pulled into the gas station. I left the vehicle and purchased a capuccino. I really like capuccinos. I didn’t really care if it was good for me or not–I was tired, I needed the energy, and it tasted very good. But that one cup of coffee was truly good for me and it is for you. Not just because it’s my opinion, but because it’s the view countless scientists share around the globe.

There have been many heated studies debating the issue of coffee’s medicine. Out of the studies has arisen much conclusive evidence that coffee can actually be good for a person’s health. A team of Tohoku University in Japan conducted a study on about 61,000 adults that concluded that people who drink more than a cup of coffee a day are less likely to develop liver cancer than those who don’t. Consider this: Green coffee beans contain about 1,000 antioxidants and the brewing process adds 300 more. These antioxidants neutralize errant molecules known as free radicals–the same free radicals that cause premature agin, cardiovascular disease, degenerative brain disorders, cancer, cataracts, the decline of the immune and nervous systems, and more.

O.K., by now you’re probably thinking, “Well haven’t we been told all along that caffeine is bad for us.” Yes and no. According to the University of Athens and the Harokopio University it is–in excess. Researchers there found that drinking coffee in excess increases the chances of cardiovascular inflammation. But that’s more than one cup of coffee a day; but just one cup a day is good for a person’s health. So lighten up, coffee’s good. Now it can be abused like everything else. It shouldn’t be your only source of liquids. It needs to be done in moderation. So next time you feel the need to drink a frappe, latte, cappucino, or just plain black coffee. Go for it, it’s good for you, and don’t forget those delicious drinks are beans–just like those beans your mom used to force you to eat as a child.

Love and Loyalty–The Story of Eyelee

“Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr,” the two dogs sunk their teeth and claws into each others hide. The battle for the envied lead dog position had begun. Neither Tess nor Nyda knew the significance of the mission they were fighting to lead–a mission to save Nome’s children from the deadly clutches of the most awful diptheria. Tess bit Nyda in the leg; Nyda opened up her jaws and struck in retaliation, missing Tess’ eye by an inch. Soon blood was gushing out of the wounds scattered across both their bodies. This was no frisky dog play, this was a war to the end–”win or die.” Those words echoed slower and slower in Tess’ head, slowly fading, until they couldn’t be heard any more even in the distance. Tess tried to fight this strange sleep that had gripped him, but to no avail. The life had left his body.

Four days later, Nyda stood at the front of the dog team. As he panted, under the harness he was so determined to wear, a gash on his neck was burning. Quitting never crossed his mind–it wouldn’t. Pride engulfed him. Pride that he didn’t realize would trip him up, because before a fall is pride and in every humble heart is a treasure. Posing quietly three rows back, stood a mutt dog. All the others being purebred Alaskan Malamutes, Eyelee stood out like a black crow hunting on white snow. Her coloring of jet black, contrasted by sand gray, and splotched with sky marble caught the eye as gauche. Eyelee never allowed her pattern of life–sleep, eat musch, sleep, eat much–to be interrupted by petty competitions between her fellow mush-mates. She never crossed Nyda as a threat. Of course, right now being lead dog didn’t seem so glamorous and kingly as it had before. Matter of fact, he wasn’t even thinking about that right now. Survival was the only thing on his mind. He was fixed on it like an Olympian on his gold metal. But the farther and farther he ran, the odds of him winning the prize of survival seemed less and less. A sharp pain shot threw his legs and burned. He tried to shake off the pain and press on, but to no avail. Suddenly as if concrete had hit his head, Nyda fell and hit the ground in a deafening thud. All of the other dogs were thrown forward, twisted and caught in the gangline. Tom Seskimo, the man riding the sled, rushed to Nyda, and tried to convince himself everything was fine, but it wasn’t. Resting his hands on Nyda’s chest, Tom felt a catastrophe–no pulse. Nyda was dead; some of Nome’s children may die too if Tom doesn’t get there on time. Tom tried to keep his composure, but the longer he stared at the thermometer (-50 F) the harder it was.

“Serum could freeze at that temperature. Sitting here isn’t going to help,” he thought to himself. In desperation, he gently set Nyda’s limp body to the side. He then rearranged the dogs, giving Eyelee the lead. There was something in her that caused Tom to choose her for this critical mission–maybe her devotion and dedication to humans. Nobody really knows. Eyelee’s eye caught the Northern Lights, and she hearkened to the word hike. One giant leap and she was off. Tom breathed in some fresh, crisp air in a sigh of relief that Eylee had obeyed commands she had been told the meaning of only once.

Eyelee continued to much into the dusky night. Soon her paws stopped mushing into the weighty snow and began sliding over the slick ice–Norton Sound. It was the hardest part of the race–so close to Nome, but so far. The ice bubbled and the cracks spread beneath her paws, till her booties were soaked, but Eyelee endured without fearful thought or hesitation. Twelve hours later, she heard the word she most longed to hear, “Whoa.” Her claws gripped the snow and Tom Seskimo ran into Dr. Nange’s office, silently praying that the serum had miraculously stayed liquid. It was with great relief that Dr. Nange pulled the serum out of the fir-covered box and told Seskimo it was still good. Seskimo formed a slight smile and asked Dr. Nange if he knew of a place to board his dogs. As soon as he had said the word dog, Mayor Freskasko knocked on the door.

“Come in,” the doctor hollered.

“Hey, Tom Seskimo,” he welcomed the musher, “is the serum good?”

“Yes, Doctor says so,” was Tom’s reply.

“Oh, thank you.”

“Well, don’t thank . Thank the dogs. Do you have a place I could board them?”

“Yes, at Nome Elementary School.”

“Thank you, I need to be going, the dogs are very hungry.”

As soon as Eyelee walked into the school gym, she slept. She awoke as a hero. All of the country hailed her as the one who saved human lives. Her picture and story were printed and reprinted in newspapers across America.

When Eylee passed away at the ripe old age of twelve, her obituary was published around the country. Nome’s Daily Nugget reported that “we lost a dog whose body was as small as th head of an average snowman, but whose heart was as big as the Alaskan sky.”

I was cleaning my room the other day and found a bunch of old random stuff that I wrote (no judging the grammar, this was before my college days.) I thought they would be fun to post on my blog. . . So, here’s the first one

Puffhead the II

Her name would be Puffhead II, I decided, in succession to Puffhead I. Pufhead I became chicken soup–Puffhead II was to replace her. When she was set in my 10 year old arms, I knew immediately she was the chicken for me. The white “puff” on her head was equal in size to her adorable little black body. Soon the II was dropped off her name, and she became known as Puffhead.

When she grew up, I promised that nobody would ever put her on the butchering block. My brother demanded I pay a fee for the food she ate, but I in turn demanded pay for each egg Puffhead laid. It was settled–five cents per egg, the food would be measured, and then priced.

Puffhead got along well with the other chickens, until cannibalism broke out. Being at the bottom of the pecking order, her head feathers were pecked out until her head bled. It was simple–I would differ Puffhead a new home. Even after she moved out, I worried her head would always remain bare. My fears dissipated one day when my brother ran into the house, with the chicken, and excitedly showed me how her head had quickly grown its beautiful, white feathers back. As I rubbed her hands through her soft, clean feathers; I thought, “Hey if God cares about every sparrow, why shouldn’t I care about a chicken?”

The Beauty of a Flower

Flowers have such a beautiful smell
Each one with a different color
Red, orange, blue, purple, pink, green, and yellow
Blooming in the heat of summer.
They come in so many different designs
Each one so lovely
They seem to say “Hi”
They were made for you and me
Next time you see a flower
Take time to enjoy it
Because it doesn’t take a hour
To see the beauty behind all of this

Remember Him

O my soul, when you are cast down
God is good–remember
O may thy hope in Him be found
And this help He will send

And when thou art disquieted
Find his life anew
Remember what Jesus has said
I will never leave you.

And when thou take your final flight
Remember Jesus died
That all who would might have his life
Forever–no dying

Freedom

Freedom is
Remembering others and
Envisioning liberty while
Everyone is
Doing good and
Opening up their heart and land to
Meek and needy people

Your life is only a vapor
A clock ticking away
Will you wish you had done something
To brighten someone’s day.
Life,
A vapor,
Gone.
Will it have meaning
Will it brighten someone’s day.

Tire Blow-out

I was on my way to work one morning when I noticed something very strange was happening to my truck. As I shifted, the truck pulled back. “Man this thing is stubborn,” I thought. By the time I got out onto the highway, i knew something was terribly wrong. My seat shook, my steering shoock; the whole truck shook violently. It was as if I was riding a wild bull. I told myself just ignore it, keep driving. Suddenly, everything felt better. I mean the truck still pulled, but the shaking was gone. When I shut the ignition off at my destination, got out of the car, and shut the door; something told me to look at my tires. “Oh my goodness–my tire–it’s just gone.” All of a sudden the problem became clear. So there was a cause to the shaking: my tire was flat. The shaking stopping signaled that my tire had blown off. The moral of the story–to every problem there is a cause.

One Day

I woke up this morning wondering how
I could testify of God’s awesome love
I thought that to God in prayer I would bow
And declare of his great heaven above

I tried to help one wounded soul today
Touch them with the strength of his confidence
And point them to the Lord’s heavenly way
Tell them that this crazy world can make sense.

So I ended that day contemplating
How one person could let their light so shine
A great eternal difference making
With a life that lasts such a short time

For the only thing that really matters
Is how much, we have done to serve others

The Vapor

Your live is only a vapor
The clock is ticking away for you
Will you have wished you had done more
More to make this life of some use
When you pass through deaths dark, cold door
Will you wish for a life anew.

The Seasons

The rain in springtime
Reminds me of God’s
New life He gives
The seas in the summer
Remind me of the joy and beauty in God
The golden trees in Autumn
Remind me of how
God is an anchor and gives rest
The snow and mountains in winter
Remind of God’s
Rest and strength
And the season’s changing
Reminds me that God never does.

Snow

A blanket of snow
Comes out, us to show
God’s gracious and clean hand
All acrossed His land
Every snowflake
Differently made
A gift from heaven
To this low earth sent
So now come and blow
Oh beautiful snow

Heaven

2010-03-13T12:50:00.000-08:00

Heaven
by Joshua Harris of the "Rebelution"
" The Room."

In that place between wakefulness and dreams, I found myself in the room. There were no distinguishing features except for the one wall covered with small index card files. They were like the ones in libraries that list titles by author or subject in alphabetical order. But these files, which stretched from floor to ceiling and seemingly endless in either direction, had very different headings.
As I drew near the wall of files, the first to catch my attention was one that read "Girls I have liked." I opened it and began flipping through the cards. I quickly shut it, shocked to realize that I recognized the names written on each one. And then without being told, I knew exactly where I was. This lifeless room with its small files was a crude catalog system for my life. Here were written the actions of my every moment, big and small, in a detail my memory couldn't match. A sense of wonder and curiosity, coupled with horror, stirred within me as I began randomly opening files and exploring their content. Some brought joy and sweet memories; others a sense of shame and regret so intense that I would look over my shoulder to see if anyone was watching.
A file named "Friends" was next to one marked "Friends I have betrayed." The titles ranged from the mundane to the outright weird. "Books I Have Read," "Lies I Have Told," "Comfort I have Given," "Jokes I Have Laughed at."

Some were almost hilarious in their exactness: "Things I've yelled at my brothers." Others I couldn't laugh at: "Things I Have Done in My Anger", "Things I Have Muttered Under My Breath at My Parents." I never ceased to be surprised by the contents Often there were many more cards than expected. Sometimes fewer than I hoped. I was overwhelmed by the sheer volume of the life I had lived.

Could it be possible that I had the time in my years to fill each of these thousands or even millions of cards? But each card confirmed this truth. Each was written in my own handwriting. Each signed with my signature.

When I pulled out the file marked "TV Shows I have watched," I realized the files grew to contain their contents. The cards were packed tightly, and yet after two or three yards, I hadn't found the end of the file. I shut it, shamed, not so much by the quality of shows but more by the vast time I knew that file represented.

When I came to a file marked "Lustful Thoughts," I felt a chill run through my body. I pulled the file out only an inch, not willing to test its size, and drew out a card. I shuddered at its detailed content. I felt sick to think that such a moment had been recorded. An almost animal rage broke on me.

One thought dominated my mind: No one must ever see these cards! No one must ever see this room! I have to destroy them!" In insane frenzy I yanked the file out. Its size didn't matter now. I had to empty it and burn the cards...

But as I took it at one end and began pounding it on the floor, I could not dislodge a single card. I became desperate and pulled out a card, only to find it as strong as steel when I tried to tear it. Defeated and utterly helpless, I returned the file to its slot. Leaning my forehead against the wall, I let out a long, self-pitying sigh.

And then I saw it. The title bore "People I Have Shared the Gospel With." The handle was brighter than those around it, newer, almost unused. I pulled on its handle and a
small box not more than three inches long fell into my hands. I could count the cards it contained on one hand.
And then the tears came. I began to weep. Sobs so deep that they hurt. They started in my stomach and shook through me. I fell on my knees and cried.I cried out of shame, from the overwhelming shame of it all. The rows of file shelves swirled in my tear-filled eyes. No one must ever, ever know of this room. I must lock it up and hide the key. But then as I pushed away the tears, I saw Him.

No, please not Him. Not here. Oh, anyone but Jesus. I watched helplessly as He began to open the files and read the cards. I couldn't bear to watch His response. And in the moments I could bring myself to look at His face, I saw a sorrow deeper than my
own. He seemed to intuitively go to the worst boxes.

Why did He have to read every one? Finally He turned and looked at me from across the room. He looked at me with pity in His eyes. But this was a pity that didn't anger me. I dropped my head, covered my face with my hands and began to cry again. He walked over and put His arm around me. He could have said so many things. But He didn't say a word. He just cried with me.

Then He got up and walked back to the wall of files. Starting at one end of the room, He took out a file and, one by one, began to sign His name over mine on each card. "No!" I shouted rushing to Him. All I could find to say was "No, no," as I pulled the card from Him.. His name shouldn't be on these cards. But there it was, written in red so rich, so dark, and so alive.
The name of Jesus covered mine. It was written with His blood. He gently took the card back He smiled a sad smile and began to sign the cards. I don't think I'll ever understand how He did it so quickly, but the next instant it seemed I heard Him close the last file and walk back to my side. He placed His hand on my shoulder and said, "It is finished."

I stood up, and He led me out of the room. There was no lock on its door. There were still cards to be written.

"For God so loved the world that He gave His only Son, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish but have eternal life." John 3:16

If you feel the same way forward it to as many people as you can so the love of Jesus will touch their lives also. My "People I shared the gospel with" file just got bigger, how about yours?

Landmarkism

2010-02-25T18:34:00.000-08:00

I usually don't post stuff like this. I think that Christians are divided enough, but this doctrine--landmark-ism--is so dangerous. It destroys families, Christian friends, and young immature Christians seeking to know God. The Bible says in Galatians 1:8-10, "But though we, or an angel from heaven, preach any other gospel unto you than that which we have preached unto you, let him be accursed. As we said before, so say I now again, If any [man] preach any other gospel unto you than that ye have received, let him be accursed. For do I now persuade men, or God? or do I seek to please men? for if I yet pleased men, I should not be the servant of Christ."
Landmark Baptist rarely admit that they are so. . . It's a deceitful trap. How do you identify such doctrines? There are a few beliefs that they share.

Here's some information from the article "What is Landmarkism? What is Baptist Bride Theology?"

"1) church succession—a landmark Baptist church traces its “lineage” back to the time of the New Testament, usually to John the Baptist; 2) a visible church—the only church is a local (Baptist) body of believers; there is no such thing as a universal Body of Christ; 3) “alien immersion” (any baptism not performed under the auspices of a landmark Baptist church)—all such baptisms are null and void.

Another corollary belief is that only faithful landmark Baptists will comprise the Bride of Christ. Other Christians (non-Baptists) will either be the guests or the servants at the marriage supper of the Lamb. These other Christians are called the “family of God” or sometimes the “kingdom of God.” So, in heaven will be all the redeemed (the “family of God”), but only those who have been duly baptized by immersion (in an independent Baptist church) will have the special honor of being the Bride of Christ. The landmark Baptists use the story of the choosing of Isaac’s wife to illustrate God’s choosing of Christ’s Bride (Genesis 24).

Landmark Baptists consider church membership one of the highest priorities in life; in fact, being a member of a landmark Baptist church is second in importance only to one’s personal relationship with Christ. Because of their emphasis on local church membership (and their denial of the universal Body of Christ), landmark Baptists hold a closed communion; that is, only official members of their own local church are allowed to share in the ordinance of communion. No one, not even a Baptist, can partake of the Lord’s table away from his or her home church."

Here are a few points that landmark theology fails to acknowledge:

1) The “one baptism” of Ephesians 4:5 is not a water baptism, but a spiritual one.

2) The church did not begin with John the Baptist but with the Spirit’s baptism on the Day of Pentecost (Acts 11:15-16).

3) The baptism of John is not sufficient for the New Testament church (Acts 18:24-28; also Acts 19:1-7).

4) The church is not just a local body but a worldwide entity comprised of all believers, with Christ as their Head (Ephesians 1:21-22).

5) Scripture lists three categories of people: unsaved Jews, unsaved Gentiles, and the church (1 Corinthians 10:32). The “family of God,” therefore, is not separate from the church.

The “Baptist Bride” churches, with their emphasis on the ordinance of baptism, are surely missing the point of 1 Corinthians 1:10-17. There, Paul rebukes the church for the schisms arising over who had baptized whom. Paul goes so far as to say, “Christ sent me not to baptize, but to preach the gospel.” Strange words, indeed, if water baptism is what makes one part of the Bride of Christ.

I pray for all those involved in this that God would give them the grace and wisdom to discern right and wrong. I have actually had people tell me that I cannot be saved if I am not part of a Baptist "brider" church. The Bible doesn't say you have to be a part of a certain Baptist church to be saved, but "Whosoever shall call upon the name of the Lord shall be saved." Religion isn't going to get you to heaven.

Camping in the winter. .. .

2010-02-20T17:33:00.000-08:00

We talked about it for a while, but finally did it. Camping in the winter. I must tell you it is a great experience. We arrived at our campsite. . . well, we barely arrived at our campsite (Aimee's car Sport doesn't like even small hills). The first thing we did when we arrived was decide that we would not need a tent. The stars were too beautiful to NOT sleep under. God's creation is amazing. "The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands. Day after day they pour forth speech; night after night they display knowledge." Psalm 19:1-2. The spot was perfect. A whole reservoir all to ourselves.

It was cold. So cold. There was about nothing you could do to warm up. We made some coffee, with hot chocolate. We didn't have a strainer so we just drank the grounds. It wasn't too bad until the coals from the fire fell into it.
I decided that my sleeping bag was not built for winter camping. I tossed and turned all night. I shoved a wool blanket into my sleeping bag. That helped quite a bit. I woke up to find everything frozen (no water). Poor Sobe.

When we woke up in the morning. We tried to start a fire. It failed the first time, but slowly but surely it worked. Warm food tasted SO good. We packed up our disastrous mess and finished off the camping with a beautiful ride up to West Glacier.

I hope you all are having a great winter and taking time to enjoy it!! Winter is way too short. . .

Comment

2010-01-28T13:33:00.000-08:00

I'm trying to get an idea of how many people and who visits my blog. so. . . If you visit, please leave a comment!!! If you get a message asking for a security code that you can't scroll down, hit tab. Sorry, don't know why blogger has been having such issues. Thanks. :D

Life Lately

2010-01-25T09:19:00.000-08:00

Hi everyone!! It's been a crazy last few weeks (well, almost a month to be exact). As soon as I found out that I didn't get accepted at Moody, my aunt invited me to come visit her in WI. I had a blast!!!! My first time on the train. . . and for those of you who fly. . . the train is so MUCH more fun!! I met some very random people. It's funny I actually ended up staying in WI 3 days extra cause the weather was too crazy and the tracks were frozen up O.o But it was fun.
My brother got engaged a few days before the first. Planning a wedding is a lot more work than it initially appears; but it is SO much fun!!! Emily bought her dress, and we think that we have the bridesmaids dresses picked out. . . and we're wearing cowboy boots :D
Other than that. . . I got a few hours of work a week at KALS. My first training was on Sunday. I'm so thankful for this opportunity. I know it's going to be a great time of learning and fun too.
I'm back at Super 1 foods. This time at City Center. . . I'm going to be working a lot of early shifts, which is super great cause it allows for me to have time to do some sign language tutoring.. . . and some possible piano teaching too.
I've also recently been taking a lot of pictures and having fun with my new camera. Photography is SO much fun. . . I hope to work on furthering my skills.
I hope all is well with you guys and you're having a blessed New Year!!!!

Photography Blog

2010-01-07T18:58:00.000-08:00

Hi everyone! I just recently got a Canon Rebel XS camera. totally love it! I started a website with some of my pics. Let me know what you think. . . www.glowofgracephotography.blogspot.com

Looking back on 09

2010-01-05T07:28:00.000-08:00

Looking back on 09. . . it has been a year filled with great times, goodness, mercy, and grace. Here's a brief photo synopsis of some of the events of the past year.

Me in FL

I still need to hike to the bottom

the bestest road trip ever

me and my "daughter"

after a great trip to Malta

camping trip to never forget

the "dwelling in the sky"

Parent's 25th wedding anniversary.

in Glacier

the "Panic Plunge"

Flynn's BD Party

My deer :D

My brother and his great hat

My soon to be Sister :D

I look forward to this year anxious for all that God has in store. . . and wish you all the best!!!

Engagement!

2010-01-03T15:06:00.000-08:00

For those of you who don't know my oldest brother, Josiah, is now engaged to Emily Stafford. They are planning a wedding for the summer. I wish them the best and all of God's blessings! Love you two SO, SO much.

What now?

2009-12-08T14:08:00.000-08:00

When I consider thy heavens and the work of they fingers, the moon and the stars, which thou has ordained; what is man that thouart mindful of him? and the son of man, that thou visiteth him?
Ps 8:3-4
It's a brand new day full of hope, love and future and I'm so scared. I pretend to be strong, but I'm not--I'm only as strong as Him. I really can't face this day without the Maker of it all. The One whose fingers made the heavens. I don't know why He cares and loves me. I don't need to. I only need to trust Him, because He cares for me and loves me. It might not all work out the way I think that it should, but it will work out the way He does. He's thinking of me today. . . am I thinking of Him?

Hi everyone,
I wrote this a few days ago when I was discouraged about some situations. Life has thrown many bumps in its road lately, but God makes no mistakes. One of those seemingly "bumps" is my situation with Moody Bible Institute. As many of you know, I applied for the Spring 2010 semester. I got a letter in the mail basically saying that they think I'm good, but they have no room in their Chicago branch, which is the only one that offers Media Production. I can reapply for the fall of 2010 semester, or I could go and do their Biblical Studies Major in Spokane, WA. I don't believe I'm going to go to Spokane. . . I don't want to spend money without having assurity of getting into their Media program. Because Moody Bible Insitute has free tuition and limited space, it is very competitive to get into (only 40% get accepted). I knew this when I applied. Obviously, it is not God's will for me right now to go there.
I could go back to PCC. . . I don't believe this is what God wants for me right now. Jumping in on a spring semester would be difficult to try to figure out my credits as much of them would have prerequesites from the fall semester. I think that this would be hasty . . . my reasons for leaving PCC remain the same and I really don't want to look back.
So. .. where do I go from here. . .
Right now, I'm exploring different opportunities that I could gain experience in the media. . . either radio, TV, or filmmaking. I haven't made any plans yet and don't have any strong inclinations towards any of them right now. I do have some ideas though.
Anyway, God only knows what the future holds. I appreciate all of your guys' prayers.

This Thanksgiving

2009-11-26T10:44:00.000-08:00

Every Thanksgiving we seem to hear the same thing and say the same thing. . . .What are you thankful for? God, family, and friends; but this Thanksgiving I'm going to take the time to be thankful for the little things that often go unnoticed--clean, fresh air to breath in every morning; blankets enough to keep us warm; every single time I've gotten to spend with my family; the great Sunday afternoons I have when everyone is hanging out; the amazing truck that I get to drive hunting; the fact that my little brother hasn't crashed yet driving; real cheese and peanut butter; little freedom's that many people take for granted; that we can still say Merry Christmas and Happy Thanksgiving; that God knows and cares about every intricate detail in my life; my awesome old piano that I bought for $50; for every opportunity I've had to interpret this past year; for that great road trip home from PCC; for the Grand Canyon; for Montana and everything in it; for electricity and hot running water; for my Grandma and all the crazy things that she says and for making me laugh at her totally embarrassing moments; for the great health that God has given me; for music (I love music); for the guitar--even though I can't really play it that well. . . the list could go on and on. This Thanksgiving I hope you all remember how much you really do have to be thankful for, no matter what you're going through.

Courageous

2009-11-16T07:46:00.000-08:00

This sounds like it's going to be an AWESOME new movie from the makers of Fireproof and Facing the Giants. Check it out. www.courageousthemovie.com.

A bunch of Pictures

2009-11-11T21:50:00.001-08:00

I'd like to share my Walgreens Photo Center photos with you.

Good hunting times

2009-11-05T11:58:00.000-08:00

Hi everyone,
Well, I really missed hunting. . . didn't realize how much I missed it until I got out there for the first time. I went with just my sister Bethany. . . I think my Mom was scared that we would get lost or die. . . or something might happen. Anyway, can't say I really blamed her, because I ALWAYS get lost. For some reason, I thought I could just go out and find a deer. It was a lot harder this year than it ever has been, but it was amazing fun. I'm not sure which is more scary--my little sister with a fun or my little brother driving. . . After like 5 days hunting with nothing, I was beginning to think I was cursed, but dedication always (well, most of the time) pays off. Yesterday, I went out. We began our day by getting lost (but this one was my brother's fault). We didn't quite make it to our spot on time, but never fear. The hike began very uneventful. I was to the point where I didn't believe I would ever shoot anything. We came to the end of the road and turned around. I saw 3 tails (white). I knew I could shoot these ones. They were running at like 100 yards. I got a tail in my scope, decided not to shoot, found one quartering away. I lead it a little bit. . . by this time it was like at 150 yards. I shot out of sheer desperation. David was whispering in my ear. I think it's getting sick. I saw it drop. I was in shock that I actually hit it. (I'm not really a good shot, even under normal conditions). We all (David, Yacub, and Yosef) ran after it like wild people. All of the others got away. I saw 3 tails run away. I thought I only saw 3 to start with. Oh no, maybe I was seeing things. We began to weave down the mountain looking for any sign of blood or deer. David was off in the distance. "It's down here. You shot it in the guts." Oh well, it was dead. I was just shocked I even hit it.
Anyway, it was a very nice drag out (about 2 1/2 miles). . . .
So that puts the family count at 5 deer. . . and no elk, yet. . . Bethany got one pretty beautiful 2 point. :D

To Argue or Not to Argue

2009-10-29T09:13:00.000-07:00

Hi everyone!
Hmm, not really sure what prompted this post, but probably a variety of different things. I have found myself in many discussions lately. They just seem to happen. A lot of people these days have a "no-opinion" attitude--they say that this is Christlike. Anyway, it kind of made me think what is the right way to argue things. Is it ever right to argue? What does arguing mean anyway? I looked up the definition for arguing in the dictionary and got a variety of things--including to give reasons for or against things, to contend or disagree in words, to give evidence of, to consider the pros and cons of. . . I don't think any of these are necessarily bad if done in the right context.
So I went to the scriptures for some advice. . .
First of all, you shouldn't argue with a fool, who you have no hope of reasoning with. Proverbs 26:4, "Answer not a fool according to his folly, lest he be wise in his own conceit." There is a time to argue with a fool though as it says in the next verse, "Answer a fool according to his folly, lest he be wise in his own conceit." I think that the only way we can know what to do in such a circumstance is to listen to the Holy Spirit. As it says in Ecclesiastes. . . "A time to keep silence, and a time to speak. . ."
There is a benefit in good discussions though. Proverbs 1:5, "A wise man will hear, and will increase learning; and a man of understanding shal attain unto wise counsels." Every person needs wise counselers.
One of my pet peeves is when people turn a discussion into a fight, because they simply cannot defend their believes. This is wrong. We should be ready always to give an answer. (1 Pet. 3:15). and be able to act like adults. 1 Cor 14:20, "Brethren, be not children in understanding: howbeit in malice be ye children, but in understanding be men." There is a way to say things. . . "speaking the truth in love." (Eph 4:15).
Just remember above all, that God is the only one who understands all things and is right. "There is a way that seemeth right unto a man; but the end thereof are the ways of death." When I discuss things, I keep an open mind; this does not mean that I'm "carried about with every doctrine," though. I try to take everything with a grain of salt.
Anyway, I would welcome any discussion on this matter :D

Bible Version Debate

2009-10-23T21:13:00.000-07:00

Somebody asked me about Bible Versions. So here's some information that I found. Basically, it's a text issue. I think that people should study the two different texts from which all versions originate. The KJV is the only translation from the Textus Receptus and all the others are from the Codex Sinaiticus. Anyway, I've tried to find some easy to understand information about this topic. First of all, I don't see anything wrong with going back to the original Greek to understand something a little bit more clearly and I do NOT believe that everyone who uses a different versino is going to hell. I believe the KJV is the most accurate translation, but I believe that God can use other versions to speak to people.

Consider these facts and oddities relating to the Codex Sinaiticus:

The Sinaiticus was written by three different scribes and was corrected later by several others. (This was the conclusion of an extensive investigation by H.J.M. Milne and T.C. Skeat of the British Museum, which was published in Scribes and Correctors of Codex Sinaiticus, London, 1938.) Tischendorf counted 14,800 corrections in this manuscript (David Brown, The Great Uncials, 2000). Dr. F.H.A. Scrivener, who published A Full Collation of the Codex Sinaiticus in 1864 testified: "The Codex is covered with alterations of an obviously correctional character—brought in by at least ten different revisers, some of them systematically spread over every page, others occasional, or limited to separate portions of the manuscript, many of these being contemporaneous with the first writer, but for the greater part belonging to the sixth or seventh century." Thus, it is evident that scribes in bygone centuries did not consider the Sinaiticus to represent a pure text. Why it should be so revered by modern textual critics is a mystery.
A great amount of carelessness is exhibited in the copying and correction. "Codex Sinaiticus 'abounds with errors of the eye and pen to an extent not indeed unparalleled, but happily rather unusual in documents of first-rate importance.' On many occasions 10, 20, 30, 40 words are dropped through very carelessness. Letters and words, even whole sentences, are frequently written twice over, or begun and immediately cancelled; while that gross blunder, whereby a clause is omitted because it happens to end in the same words as the clause preceding, occurs no less than 115 times in the New Testament." (John Burgon, The Revision Revised)It is clear that the scribes who copied the Codex Sinaiticus were not faithful men of God who treated the Scriptures with utmost reverence. The total number of words omitted in the Sinaiticus in the Gospels alone is 3,455 compared with the Greek Received Text (Burgon, p. 75).
Mark 16:9-20 is omitted in the Codex Sinaiticus, but it was originally there and has been erased.
Codex Sinaiticus includes the apocryphal books (Esdras, Tobit, Judith, I and IV Maccabees, Wisdom, Ecclesiasticus) plus two heretical writings, the Epistle of Barnabas and the Shepherd of Hermas. The apocryphal Epistle of Barnabas is filled with heresies and fanciful allegorizing, claiming, for example, that Abraham knew Greek and baptism is necessary for salvation. The Shepherd of Hermas is a gnostic writing that presents the heresy that the "Christ Spirit" came upon Jesus at his baptism.
Lastly, Codex Sinaiticus (along with Codex Vaticanus), exhibits clear gnostic influence. In John 1:18 "the only begotten Son" is changed to "the only begotten God," thus perpetuating the ancient Arian heresy that disassociates the Son Jesus Christ with God Himself by breaking the clear connection between "God" of John 1:1 with "the Son" of John 1:18. We know that God was not begotten; it was the Son who was begotten in the incarnation.

About the Textus Receptus

Textus Receptus is based on the vast majority (over 95%) of the 5,300+ Greek manuscripts in existence. That is why it is also called the Majority Text.
Textus Receptus is not mutilated with deletions, additions and amendments, as is the Minority Text.
Textus Receptus agrees with the earliest versions of the Bible: Peshitta (AD150) Old Latin Vulgate (AD157), the Italic Bible (AD157) etc. These Bibles were produced some 200 years before the Minority Texts (like Vatican and Sinai) favored by the Roman Catholic Church.
Textus Receptus agrees wih the vast majority of the 86,000+ citations from scripture by the early church fathers.
Textus Receptus is untainted with Egyptian philosophy and unbelief.
Textus Receptus strongly upholds the fundamental doctrines of the Christian faith: the creation account in Genesis, the divinity of Jesus Christ, the virgin birth, the Saviour's miracles, his bodily resurrection, his literal return and the cleansing power of his blood!
Textus Receptus was (and still is) the enemy of the Roman Catholic Church. This is an important fact to bear in mind.

Anyway, I would welcome any comments or discussion on this. . .

"Reaching Out"

2009-10-22T10:50:00.000-07:00

"Reaching Out"--a video about sign language. My final video project.

Abortion Holocaust

2009-10-16T11:13:00.000-07:00

A audio documentary that we did for Audio Productions class in school. By Jonathan Gatlin, Travis Brinks, and Joanna Baer.

My New Blog

2009-10-16T10:53:00.000-07:00

Hi everyone!!! This is my new blog!! I started it because I decided that this would be better than wordpress. I hope to be able to put some video and audio stuff on here. My life has been pretty busy lately--working and taking an online class from Moody (not to mention all of the bear hunting, moose and goat butchering, and all of the other crazy things that we do here in MT). I can't wait until Nov 1st when I find out from Moody Bible Institute, whether I'm accepted there or not. I applied for the spring semester Electronic Media Major. Most of my credits should transfer from PCC. I'm absolutely loving the fall. I had no idea how much I missed it. There aren't really any seasons in FL. . . . Everyday I wake up to the sun rising over the mountains and thank God for MT. I'm totally excited about hunting season and snowboarding. Hope all is well with everyone.