Well, I am finally posting again! Sorry that I haven't been very consistent... I've had many things on my mind and a young shadow in need of constant attention at my side. Not to mention the fall retreat I had with my youth group.
These fall retreats are always refreshing, but this year it was certainly the best yet. I got to spend quality time with my small group... which ended up being 17 strong, and therefore, not so small. I have the most amazing leader who loves God so much, and does an amazing job of loving us and teaching us about Him. In the main sessions, our speaker talked about the kingdom of God and sowing the Word. He taught us about trusting Him to do the work of changing peoples' hearts, and showed us that God is always working, even when we don't see the fruit. We may never see it, and sometimes when we share, some simply won't accept the gospel, but the Lord is the only one who understands how and why this is the case, and we need to trust Him that He knows best.
Also, as a part of our small group discussion, my leader gave us this re-written encouragement version of Psalm 139. I love it so much and it almost made me cry. Cindi also posted this, but I guess I'll put it up too. (oh, and darling, I copied and pasted yours... I hope that's okay. :) I know this looks long, but please take the time to read it because it is truly beautiful!!
I made her. She's different, shes unique.
With love I formed her in her mothers womb.
I fashioned her with great joy.
I remember with great pleasure the days
I created her.
To me, shes beautiful...I love her.
I love to hear her laugh, and the silly things
she says and does. She is herself and no one else...
this is how I made her.
I made her pretty but not beautiful,
because I knew her heart and knew she would be vain.
I wanted her to search out her heart and learn that
it would be me in her that would be beautiful;
and it would be me in her that would draw friends to her.
I made her in such a way that she would need me.
I made her a little more lonesome than she would like to be,
only because i want her to turn to me in her loneliness.
I made her a little more dependent than she would like to be,
only because I want her to lean and depend on me.
I know her heart. I know, if I had not made her like this
she would go her own chosen way, and forget about me...
I haven given her many good and happy things, because
I love her.
I have seen her broken heart, and the tears she has
cried all alone. I have been with her and have a broken heart too.
many times, she has stumbled and fallen alone,
only because she would not take my hand.So many lessons
she has learned the hard way, because she would not
listen to my voice. So many times I have sat back,
and sadly watched her go merry way alone, only to
watch her return to my arms, sad and broken.
And now she is mine again. I made her, and then,
I brought her. I paid a high price for her,
because I love her.
I have had to reshape and remold her,
to renew her to what I had planned for her to be.
It has not been easy for her...or for me.
I want her to be conformed to my image.
This high goal I have set for her, because...
I love her.
... And now for the photos! (These go from two weeks ago till yesterday.)
h o n e y c r i s p . enough said.
Chocolate. amazing deal + coupons + my mom = more chocolate for me!
an adorable bow tie that i bought!
... and a gorgeous, purple, vintage, $18, fantastical dress... that i didn't buy.
i. want. this. house... please??
my new silk scarf! Or "dealy" as one of my friends calls it
my bestie's boots
some... uh... uhmmm, well, they're cookies...? I decided that we need to post about all of our failures, or, we'll call them valuable mishaps, as well as our successes. I say "valuable mishap" because I generally learn from these mistakes. When I pulled these out of the oven, my mom and I pondered what on earth could have happened and I tried to think of the lesson I learned... and came up with this: always listen to your little sister in the kitchen. :)
... my personal f a v o r i t e . My red nail, the colors of the leaf, and my chucks on the ground.
and. yet. another. leaf. This is from a Sycamore tree in the yard I was raking for my service project during our retreat. It was quite a fun experience!