~ splendid majesty ~

Sometimes I walk alone on a warm night after a gentle storm.
I here the distant sounds of cicadas cerenading the night away.
The moon makes the rain drops on the grass sparkle!
And in all the beauty around me I start to sing because I have to express how lovely everything is...
And then I am silent. Almost as soon as I begin because I realize that my song can do no justice to what I behold.
I can only be quiet because I realize that it is an honor to witness this splendor and this honor should be accepted with great humility...

courtesy of me (taken from my porch 9/11/11)

I Love You

In my family we say I love you everytime we leave the house and at night before we go to bed. I leave the house a thousand times a day and I pretty much go to bed every night... you can imagine how many I love you's a person is throwing out all day.

I'm not saying that anything's wrong with that except that it loses it's special-ness, you may think (as I have) "what if that's the last time I see them" or "they might not know it if I don't tell them." That's why I think that I should show that person how much I love them through my actions. What is "I love you" going to be worth when I don't talk respectfully to mom when she's annoying me or when I'm not kind to Palal.

I'm always up for less talk, more action and I believe that's what I am feeling right now. Sometimes when I don't get the chance to tell mom I love her I quote Sid on Ice Age:   "Oh well, (shrug) she knows"
Bottom line (literally) show someone you love them first by your actions, then (even though they already know it) say it with words sometimes   :)  <3

= a couple random things =

What I look like when I'm mad (for those of you who don't know :)

My garden now... didn't really turn out the way I wanted, I'm thinking about starting over with some plants that can withstand the fall.  But, hey, the cornflowers are pretty!

                             I like this one. the leaves are pretty but I wouldn't call it a flower.

 I just turned 17 on the 13th and to celebrate I took a ride on this super cool Harley Davidson... (Just kidding the kickstand was up and we asked the owner to sit on it!)

               A new friend of mine. I saw this kitty on my way to visit a friend and managed to coax him to my house where I gave him a bowl of milk and then some cat food. He was very hungry.  I saw him again the next day and fed him again. Maybe he will be mine. I am calling him Kit-Kat.

Short

This is the shortest post in this blog. I hope all of you who like short posts enjoy reading this!  :D

"={practice} +"

It's not easy. Some people (like me) might make it look easy, but really, it's not. To step out and do what you feel God is telling you to do. To try being free is scary.

Some people never try... but if you have to, then you have to. We who live here in the village have it made. We are surrounded by people who love us and will not judge us as foolish when we step out but will rejoice when we do. Our friends will be encouraged because all the while they were waiting for US to step out first!! We have to! We have to try then we have to do it again and again! We have  to practice. Whatever God is asking you to do. What ever is your burden NOW, Dear Sojourners, Dear Messengers, Overcomers and Highlanders. Practice! Don't be afraid!! We are waiting for YOU!

Part 2 of recent events: Mickey Mouse

I am in Florida (said in a taunting way ;) So we made it to florida and most of the big events are over now. We have been planning this super mega trip for months now and it came faster than I could say "uncle Tom" (who is really my uncle) I am kind of rushing cuz im doing 3 things at once so this blog will not be perfect. Anyway tomorrow I go to disney!! woohoo! and i will see mickey and cinderella and the others. See ya'll later, miss everyone!

Part 1 of recent event: Dreams

A few things have piled up to blog about, so I'll do it in parts! On Tuesday mama Dossie took me and some of my girlfriends to "The Dream Center" in Jackson. It's a former school building that has been made into a home for battered women and children.

You could hardly call it a home, it was still mostly a school. Classrooms had been made into bedrooms and the only 'homey' things were a wicker couch, table and chair. When we got there we had no plan whatsoever as to what we would do. We were just going to find out what God had for us there.

I pretended I knew what I was doing and just started playing with the kids. I made quick friends with one 4 year old little black girl (I'll call her Aryanna). She lived there with her mama. We colored and read stories and occasionally I had to (try to) break up a fight between Aryanna and Joey (one of the little boys. I renamed him too)

There was one boy, Cody, who made such an impression on me. He was a little shy to come color but soon came over to join us when Joey went away. He was quiet and so sweet. He colored so nicely, too and talked to me about school. I was so glad that he gave me his picture, all signed and everything, when we left.

Aryanna gave me hers too and asked if we were going to come back. I totally want to go back! I gave them all hugs and told them I loved them as we left. I admit I did get a little tired of coloring but I am so glad I got to go and make a difference in a kid's life...