I want to talk about a man who has deeply impacted me. He is now Praising Christ and God in there presence as i speak. Which is probably what he wanted to do his whole life, being in the presence of God.
His ministry was intense. Serve God.
He served God by giving schooling to a group of little Gypsy children. The first year I got to see a bunch of them running by their house. they seemed really happy. Every morning he would get up and walk with this man, whi i beleive was a government official, i'm not sure though. he wasn't a christian, but every morning he walked with Steven. He had a radio program that went into Tibet, this year we got to walk through a new building as it was being built, and in the building were little school rooms. i forgot what those were for, but i know it was to teach children, because one randomly came flying from somewhere and almost ran into us. (Vauge memory :) On our way back to his house that same day, Tim(bo) [a nickname i gave him after he started calling me Carina Latrina {because it reminded him of the latrine!}] wanted to buy a Tibeten rug, but we couldn't find someone who could make them. so steven took us into this two story house thing...i'm not sure now what it was. it was a huge building that was like a hundred years old, and if an earthquake hit, the people inside would be history. well, we walked in and Steven showed us a bunch of women who were hand weaving Tibetans rugs. we got to talk with them, and steven was talking to them. it was awesome. Then there was those two houses that he bought, and in them he decipled a bunch of younge tibetan guys. so, through his death, i see alot of lives that he had been impacting, will be impacted even more. they will miss him. they will wonder, and if it's God's will, He will be glorified.
I'm excited to see what happens over in india. and i can't wait till it's my turn to stand before God, and praise him, with steven and all the other amazing people in heaven!
Prayer is a place where we can "Adapt" ourselves to God, a place where our needs aren't our main concern, but the glorification of our Lord.
Saturday, September 30, 2006
Thursday, September 28, 2006
God has answered prayers in my life once again. I was hired at Thriftway yesterday, after my drug test. i start working on wednesday. i'm so excited. so my schedule is now full with youthgroup, awanas, thriftway, girls inc., and the latino club. the sad thing is, i'm not sure if i'll be able to go to india. i mean, i'll ask my boss, but he said something about not having vacation until you've worked for them for a year. but maybe he can make it work for me. we'll see. obviously it's all up to God. if He wants me to go, it Will work out. so. we'll see what He's up to.
i'm still very excited! i'll be able to get my lisence. and then a car. and then maybe move out. AND!!! YESS!!! whenever i go out to eat with other people! I CAN PAY!!!! YESS!!!! you have no idea how "free" that already feels. and no more, me asking for rides! people will be groveling at my feet for rides! (just kidding)
so. i'm really excited.
so. whenever your in thriftway, stop my register if i'm working1 ok!? :)
that'd be so fun.
ok. enough.
now about the saturday night service. it went great. Tim spoke really well. and there were alot of parents. some of the parents wouldn't let any of the kids stay later, but maybe they'll get more used to it later. we're hoping that alot of the kids will want to stay later and hang out. there were only 4 jr.highers but alot of highschoolers. everything went very smoothly. i'm excited to see it get bigger, as the weeks and months progress.
i'm still very excited! i'll be able to get my lisence. and then a car. and then maybe move out. AND!!! YESS!!! whenever i go out to eat with other people! I CAN PAY!!!! YESS!!!! you have no idea how "free" that already feels. and no more, me asking for rides! people will be groveling at my feet for rides! (just kidding)
so. i'm really excited.
so. whenever your in thriftway, stop my register if i'm working1 ok!? :)
that'd be so fun.
ok. enough.
now about the saturday night service. it went great. Tim spoke really well. and there were alot of parents. some of the parents wouldn't let any of the kids stay later, but maybe they'll get more used to it later. we're hoping that alot of the kids will want to stay later and hang out. there were only 4 jr.highers but alot of highschoolers. everything went very smoothly. i'm excited to see it get bigger, as the weeks and months progress.
Monday, September 25, 2006
well. i'm writing a story for this art site...what do you think of it so far. By far, it is way not finished! but enjoy what i have written.oh, and i have to iilistrate it to.
Fernis Mottle's Dragon Search
by CMT
Fernis Mottle was a slim girl. Around the age of 15 and about 5 foot 7 and growing. Now, I'm not skilled in "Height Knowledge" or anything of that sort, but i'm fairly sure this was a rare height for girls in this era. She had dark brown hair and silver eyes. Also a slight Lisp that make everyone smirk at her. Now, in this era, Silver eyes meant you couldn't keep still, and Dark hair meant that everything that happened to you was happening for a purpose but sadly, if you were born with a lisp, well, that just meant you were born of a family of Ill repute. Now, What era you say? well, the era of Dragons and Corn of course. Yes! Dragons and Corn, you did hear me right. Dragons flooded the plains, they took every oportunity to eat fish and corn. Well, at leaste when no one was looking. They crawled from the deepest darkest pits, down where no one could fathom the deepness. There they hoarded corn, the only means of survival for the people on ground. There land had been laid waiste by the evil dragons a few decades past. Evil dragons so vile, so Horendous, to look at them would mean certain death. They ravaged the land, in search of every tree or field that harvested a crop and blew poisonous vapors around. and these vapours creeped down to the coldest roots and shriveled what food sources and nutrience were there.
Well, needless to say, Fernis Mottle, or Ferny as a few of her closest friends called her, was an adventerous sort. She always seemed to find herself in the most dire of situations. Like last winter, she found an old stump a few miles away from the small town of GrainStock. She loved to jump on stumps and pretend she had tamed a wild dragon. She envisioned her dragon with a breast-plate of silver, studded with the most rare of jewels. She would forge a huge Golden Saber that could attach to the tail of her beast and slice through anything that clouded there path. It's eyes would reflect hers, Silver and bright. They'd fly through the air, in search of rare plants. Plants thought to have gone extinct during the Great Raid of Foliage. To bad she hadn't been born a few decades earlier. If she had...Well...by now, as she was throwing herself around, pretending to destroy Evil Dragons with her Tamed One beside her, she didn't realize she had grabbed a stick and was thrashing some little kid who had followed her out of town. The kid was inflicted with a bloody nose and was so mad, he ran back and tattled on Poor Fernis Mottle. She got a good thrashing that day.
This spring was a little less intense. She accidentally caused a horse to spook and it knocked down a couple of small racks of cooking corn. That would be the end of her adventurous spirit for the rest of the summer. All the adult in the town decided that she should stay inside, studying.
ok. that's it. i can probably only think of two people who would appreciate this story and i won't pass on names. but be gentle. :)
Fernis Mottle's Dragon Search
by CMT
Fernis Mottle was a slim girl. Around the age of 15 and about 5 foot 7 and growing. Now, I'm not skilled in "Height Knowledge" or anything of that sort, but i'm fairly sure this was a rare height for girls in this era. She had dark brown hair and silver eyes. Also a slight Lisp that make everyone smirk at her. Now, in this era, Silver eyes meant you couldn't keep still, and Dark hair meant that everything that happened to you was happening for a purpose but sadly, if you were born with a lisp, well, that just meant you were born of a family of Ill repute. Now, What era you say? well, the era of Dragons and Corn of course. Yes! Dragons and Corn, you did hear me right. Dragons flooded the plains, they took every oportunity to eat fish and corn. Well, at leaste when no one was looking. They crawled from the deepest darkest pits, down where no one could fathom the deepness. There they hoarded corn, the only means of survival for the people on ground. There land had been laid waiste by the evil dragons a few decades past. Evil dragons so vile, so Horendous, to look at them would mean certain death. They ravaged the land, in search of every tree or field that harvested a crop and blew poisonous vapors around. and these vapours creeped down to the coldest roots and shriveled what food sources and nutrience were there.
Well, needless to say, Fernis Mottle, or Ferny as a few of her closest friends called her, was an adventerous sort. She always seemed to find herself in the most dire of situations. Like last winter, she found an old stump a few miles away from the small town of GrainStock. She loved to jump on stumps and pretend she had tamed a wild dragon. She envisioned her dragon with a breast-plate of silver, studded with the most rare of jewels. She would forge a huge Golden Saber that could attach to the tail of her beast and slice through anything that clouded there path. It's eyes would reflect hers, Silver and bright. They'd fly through the air, in search of rare plants. Plants thought to have gone extinct during the Great Raid of Foliage. To bad she hadn't been born a few decades earlier. If she had...Well...by now, as she was throwing herself around, pretending to destroy Evil Dragons with her Tamed One beside her, she didn't realize she had grabbed a stick and was thrashing some little kid who had followed her out of town. The kid was inflicted with a bloody nose and was so mad, he ran back and tattled on Poor Fernis Mottle. She got a good thrashing that day.
This spring was a little less intense. She accidentally caused a horse to spook and it knocked down a couple of small racks of cooking corn. That would be the end of her adventurous spirit for the rest of the summer. All the adult in the town decided that she should stay inside, studying.
ok. that's it. i can probably only think of two people who would appreciate this story and i won't pass on names. but be gentle. :)
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