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You are viewing the most recent 10 entries September 13th, 2005March 16th, 2005: hum ok so today i tired something new....i let rosie try and highlight my hair....well my hair hates me because only one highlight shows up and you have to dig for it! Oh well, at least my hair is nice and soft from the awesome conditioner in the box lol ( even though i am not to thrilled about paying ten bucks for just some awesome conditioner)! you win some you loose some i guess March 13th, 2005:
March 4th, 2005: :) Sometimes I am just amazed by how blessed i am! Melissa you are an amazing person! I am so blessed to have you in my life. You made high school for me. There will not be any memories of CHS without you in them!I will have so many stories to tell my kids too....like "buy the ham!" and falling off of the jet ski while sitting still! You are such a sweetheart. You have helped me through so much! You friendship means more to me than you can ever imagine! And i know that it will remin strong for the rest of our lives! I love you like a sister. I would jump in front of a train for you and not think twice about it! I love you Jojo! I feel so sorry for people that go through their lives with nothing but fake friends to hang around with them. i might not be friends with everyone, but i am friends with everyone that matters! It truely is quality and not quantity that makes you happy! Life is too short to go through without people who you can love with all of your heart,everyday! I am a happy person because of the people in my life...thank you so much guys! March 1st, 2005:
February 28th, 2005: enjoy: "Trust in God" Several years ago, a friend of mine and her husband were invited to spend the weekend at the husband's employer's home. My friend, Arlene, was nervous about the weekend. The boss was very wealthy, with a fine home on the water-way, and cars costing more than her house. The first day and evening went well, and Arlene was delighted to have a glimpse into this lifestyle. The boss was quite generous as a host, and took them to the finest resturants. Arlene knew she would never have to oppertunity to indulge in this kind of extravagance again, so she was really enjoying herself. As the three were about to enter an exclusive resturant that evening, the boss was walking slightly ahead of them. He stopped suddenly, looking down at the ground for a long silent moment. Arlene wondered what he was doing, because there was nothing on the ground but a single penny beside a cigarette butt. Still silent, the man bent down and picked up the penny. He held it up and smiled, as if he had found a great treasure. How absurd! What need did this man have for a single penny? Why would he even take the time to stop and pick it up? Through out dinner, the entire scene nagged her. Finally, she could stand it no longer. She casually mentioned that her daughter had once had a coin collection, and asked if the coin had been worth something. The man smiled as he reached in his pocket and held out the penny for her to see. She had seen many before! "Look at it," he said. "Read what it says." She read the words, "United States of America?" "NO," he said. "Further down." "One cent?" "NO, keep reading." "In God we trust?" "Yes," he said. "And?" "And if I trust in God, the name of God is holy. Whenever I find a coin, I see that inscription. It is on every single coin, yet we never seem to notice it. God drops a message right in front of me telling me to trust Him! Who am I to pass it by? When I see one, I stop and think if, at the moment, my trust IS in God. I pray. I think it is God's way of starting a conversation with me. " When I was out shopping today, I found a penny on the sidewalk. I stopped and picked it up, and realized that I had been worrying about things I can not change. I read the words, "In God We Trust," and had to laugh. Yes God, I get the message. It seems that I have been finding an extrordinary number of pennies lately. Thank goodness they are plentiful, and God is patient. ** I guess I like this story because I have kept it in my Bible for over a year now! Isn't it cute though? It is not nearly as good as "Footprints," but still good. When I first read it, I was like, that greedy old man, hoarding up everything. I felt bad after lol. February 27th, 2005: twitterpated :) It's amazing how you can speak right to my heart
February 25th, 2005: I ain't ashamed!
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I just wanted to share something with everyone who has been feeling as stressed lately as I have. It seems like tension is building up for everyone. I just wanted yall to know that whatever is bothering you, it is gonna be ok. When i was about 13, my parents were at the peak of their fighting. I would come home from school glad to have a few hours of emotion free family life before they got home from work. As soon as my dad got home, I would get to listen to him cry, and rant, and punch holes in the wall until my mom got home, then it started. This was when I was first figuring out the situation, that they were doing the whole "stay together for the kids" thing. Which even at the age of 13, I thought was rediculous. But anyways to get the inspirational part of my story, one afternoon, when my dad come home from work, I finally got up the courage to talk to him about it. My dad has no brothers or sisters, no mom, and my granddaddy is a hard old man, so he was feeling incredibly trapped. I remember just sitting there and soaking up everything he was telling me, and crying with him. It was such an intense situation that I couldn't think of anything to say to him to make him feel better. That night when I went to bed, I wrote him a letter. In that letter I wrote some of the lyrics to the new redicals song, But when the night is falling And you cannot find the light If you feel your dream is dying Hold tight You've got the music in you Don't let go You've got the music in you One dance left This world is gonna pull through Don't give up You've got a reason to live Can't forget You only get what you give I put the letter in his truck so that he would find it on the way to work the next morning. That night when he come home, he opened the door to my bedroom with tears in his eyes. He hugged like there was no one else in the world, they way every parent should hug their kid. And then he looked me in the eyes and told me that he loved me more than I would ever know. All from that little note. From that day on, every night we talked. I knew everything that was going on between my parents, before my mom even knew that I was aware she was pregnant before they were married. I can count backwards. Anyways, I know that my dad has kept that letter all these years, and now that they are divorced, and he has never been happier person, it still gives him strength when he needs it. What I am trying to say is pay attention to the lyrics of that song. Also sometimes, although you may feel like you are, for example, too young, to naive, to help someone, God gives the words to say...use them. February 24th, 2005:
i just wanted everyone ot know that rosie and I came up with the soundtrack thing together, on a long car ride...there now i don't feel like as much of a loser. :) |
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