Waking Up with the Dawn.

I woke up just before five O' clock this morning. By five after five, it was clear that my sleep was over. I was Ok with this. It was ever so slightly dark when I went outside, and very quiet.
Sometimes it's just really nice to do things that you don't usually do, just to remind you how much you like living. It's easy to forget, sometimes, that life is about living and not just being alive.
Here is what I thoughts this morning-

I was thinking about my friends and just realized another reason that I like you guys so much. And it is this; you don't try and be anything other than what you are. I guess that we might have learned this from each other, because i find myself being the same way.

All of my life, from the time I was born on, I was always trying to be cool. And whenever I tried, I failed (quite miserably). But around the time that I started hanging out with you guys, (my sophomore year of high school) and really getting to you you all, I started caring less about what others thought, and started just being myself. That was new. I don't think I ever completely stopped being myself, I just twisted myself to fit the mold of what I thought was "cool". It wasn't.

Maybe I it was because I fit in better than i ever have before. We all like allot of the same things, and that helps. But as I said at the beginning of spiel, I think we just accept who we are. So what if we are white suburban kids, who are kind of nerdy, and laugh at the word poop a little to much. that's who we are. And I like like who we are. Let's never stop, Ok?

P.S. did anyone get that really cheesy reference that was my title? I sort of hope not.

Dust in the wind

I had this thought early this morning, while I was literally half asleep. I just thought I would share it.
I was thinking about Psalm 103: 14. Which says, "For He knows our frame; He remembers that we are dust." I really like that verse. And I though, "If we are dust, God must be the wind."
It makes sense. We are just little dust particles sitting around, incapable of doing anything worth doing, or even moving on our own. We need something bigger and something outside of ourselves to move us. That something is the wind. It brought us to where we are now, and anywhere that we go in the future will only be at the will of the wind.

And we (at least, some) think in our little dust heads, "Isn't the Wind great, and powerful for being able to move us?" And it is. But we will never understand it's full power. As dust, we will never see the wind blowing through the trees, or forming tornadoes and hurricanes. When the tiniest of breezes is enough to awe and confuse us, What would happen to us in the wake of a tornado?... Or even a strong gust...

I don't know... just thought it was kind of an interesting picture.

Five days and counting.

Five. That's how many more days that I have to go to that place. I simply can't wait till I'm dome with it forever.

There is so much to look forward to this summer! Camp, (I'm about 90% going) Bequia, helping my best friend plan her wedding (CRAZY!), and of course 31 bucket list items with my other bff's... I will be so proud of us if we do everything on that list.

And the fall! I'm so exited about Calvary! Which is odd, because I'm dreading leaving everybody behind. Not my family so much as my friend. I'm sure that I will miss my family once I actually get there, but they are my family. I have to stay in contact with them weather I want to or not.(I do.) But my friends are different. They are like family that everyone expect you not to stay in touch with.

I decided that I just cant be like Sarah in this regard. I can't just be ok with making friends and then moving on to somewhere else to make new ones. The ironic thing is that I am moving on... I suppose that I'll just have to find a way to make new ones while keeping the ones I already have. I'm pretty hopeful that it is possible. It has to be.

Anyway, I'm accualy supposed to be writing the last of my research paper, so I should really get back to that.(seeing as it's due tomorow...)
Loveyouallandbye!

Nerves.

NervousNervousNervousNervousNervousNervous!

.....That's all.

My thoughts; the condensed version.

I have allot on my mind to say the least. First, and most obvious, the Pyles. All I really can do is pray. I just don't know how to feel about it, so this is the shortest (and yet the most important) thing I'm going to say. Pleas Pray for them.

Well... on Thursday night, I'm going to Calvary, and go to class and chapel with a student there. I'm. So. Nervous. I don't really know why... other than the fact that this could be my future. Also, I got my transcripts sent from Flo today, so all I have to do is wait and see if they accept me.

Lastly, I'm going to be out of town for the next to weekends, so I probably won't see you guys much. I really dislike that idea. I hate getting easily attached to people. But I've talked about that before, and I think I mostly need to get over it. Anyway, I love you all even if you don't see me for a bit... See you later.

Today I need to...

Stop loving what isn't and bask in reality.
To dream is to live
And hope moves us forward.
But dwelling on futile notions of what will be,
Of what could be... That will only leave me empty.

A solution:
Love small thing.
Don't hold back those childish fancies that come unexpectedly.
As we grow, they become fewer and fewer.
Capture them when they come, and exhaust them.
If in the proses, you find your self exhausted, even better.
Don't forget the things that make you human.

The(abrupt) end (of my self-reminder...)

Seven!

Stella had SEVEN kittens yesterday. here are some pictures that Sarah to

That is allot for a cat that has never had kittens before. And It's sort or surprising that they all lived, and were all OK. I didn't realize how small they would be. I guess that I was also allot smaller the last time that we had cats this small...

It's kind of amazing. they are full cats, with whiskers, and claws and everything! but their just shrunken! Crazy...

Well, that's about all. I just thought I should express to you all, my fascination.