Cats and retarded weather

I am not an animal lover at all, but when the weird weather comes, I dislike my cat even more. Yes it's great having her around, but when she carries on all dramatic, running around the house in a panic, screeching meows in my ear, and yes...hiding IN not near IN the toilet, it gets pretty annoying! We have had many pets in my life, all which have died, and we are now down to just one cat named kitty. This past week it was 100+ degree weather everyday. Today it's cloudy and 63. I wake up and say "Oh wow, it's actually cold out." I go to let the cat inside, and she's like "Oh my god, there's a temperature change, I'm gonna die!!!" She then proceeds to run around the house back and forth back and forth countless times, then suddenly disappears. I think, "Awe she must have calmed down." 15 minutes later I go to use the restroom and am startled as I go to sit down and am greeted with a cat head! She was seriously sitting in the toilet! Now I know what you are thinking, there's something wrong with her, she needs to see a vet. This is not the first time she has done this though, it happens evertime we have a cold day after several hot, or a hot day after several cold. So I pick her up and carry her across the carpet and put her outside on the covered porch and dry her off. I decide to leave her out because she is being so weird. She started moaning and scratching at the door so loud I can hear her half way across the house. I am thinking she must be getting attacked! I run back out and open the door and find it's just her. I say to her "What to you want you freak?!" She stands there staring at me. "You coming in or staying out?" I ask quite irritated at this point. She just sat there staring at me, so I figured she wanted to stay out. I go to shut the door, and she starts moaning again. I start to giggle at this point. I open and she shuts up, I close and she moans, over and over again I did this. Finally I decide to stop being so cruel to her just for a good laugh, I pet her a few times and she gets close and cuddly, then she ran off to play in the yard and has been fine since then. It's funny that no matter where I go, I can always find some one who thinks they have the craziest cat in the world. So I guess the life lesson I have learned today, cats are great for hours of mindless entertainment!

On another note, I got my first letter from my Compassion child, Elizabeth, last night!

This started out as English assignment but turned into letter to self

Blind to the Call
They cheered me on. They told me I could do it. They begged me to do it! Every opportunity to thrive, every opportunity to show what I am made of, all screamed out begging me to rise to the challenge. I ignored them all. They all became part of my past, and added to my list of failures. Once again, I had fallen victim to procrastination. I was Lieutenant Governor this year for Key Club, everything that was required to be done, was done at the last minute so was not nearly as good as it could have been. I didn’t do anything extra. I dropped out of physics; I was failing because I was so behind in my work. I was behind in my work, because I never did it when I was supposed to.
English and US History gave me paper after paper, which every night I would think I need to do this now, then I would ignore the thought and log on to facebook, thinking “Oh, I will do it in an hour.” An hour would turn into two; two hours would turn into two days. I would finally rush to get the paper done, knowing I could have done better, I would turn in the paper half quality and a day late.
I knew I could do better and yet I did not, for this, I am ashamed of myself. I was blind to the call, in that I could not see how bad I needed to do it. But the blind are not deaf. I would lay in bed every night, with deadlines screaming in my ear. “Why! Why! Why?!” they would shout at me, “Why won’t you show the world what you can do?!” I knew the answer, it was laziness and selfishness. I knew what I could do to change the situation; I just simply didn’t do it.
I dream of changing the world, but this year I could not even change my grade. I got myself involved in every opportunity possible, but I only dug my finger nails into the dirt and crawled through the journey. By the end of the journey I was not an achiever and not a world changer, was only barely a survivor.
This year has taught me so much about hard work, yet the only example I have left is what not to do. But I will do different next year; I must do different next year! I am grateful for this year, because it has taught me a harsh lesson on what I must do differently in the future. I am thankful to my teachers, for not forgiving my laziness, instead giving me what I deserve. If they had allowed me to get away with it, I would most likely go the rest of my life only half way, I would spend the rest of my life crippled and always depending on others.
So if I was ever asked to give my advice to the younger crowd, based on what I learned this year, I would have to sum it up in three words, do not procrastinate! Assure yourself that you will be proud of your every grade as you walk up the stage to your graduation. Be a conqueror, not just a survivor. Find a few activities that you are passionate about and go at it with all your heart.
Let passion be what drives every action, not a desire for more stuff to do. Find a passion and put it into every writing assignment, every math assignment, and every conversation. I have had a passion and a dream my whole life, but I let it slip away this year by trying to be passionate about everything. God has given every person a passion, I was not supposed to chase some one else’s. When I lost sight of my vision, I lost a reminder of why I must thrive. Today in writing this paper I have been reminded of what it is I lost, and I hope any one else who reads this will be reminded of what passion they may have put to the side and accidently lost.

Just a little bit of love goes a long long way

You ever wake up with a song playing in your head? It happened to me this morning. A song I have not heard in probably a year or more, it was popular when I was 5. It's a song sang by Rebecca St. James. In it are the lyrics

Just a little bit o'love goes a long, long way. Just a little bit o'love'll make someone's day. Just a little bit o'love, give it away. Just a little bit o'love, c'mon let's all share. Just a little bit o'love, we've got lots to spare. Just a little bit o'love, show them we care. God gives to us hearts full of love.
So now we must give His love to everyone

Well today this song inspired a blog entry. A Peru memory where simple conversation made somebody's day and taught me a very valuable lesson.

It was our 2nd to last day of ministry in Peru. Every morning we would wash hair for villagers then put on the drama after lunch. Being that there was 39 team members and very limited supplies, not every one washed hair. This day I was one that did not. So if we weren't washing hair we were playing with the children, or going in groups knocking on doors inviting people to the drama later in the day. I was with a group of little girls, spinning them in circles. I got worn out after a bit, and told them no more "no mas por favor" I sat down for a little break and started talking with one of the girls, when I felt a gentle slap on my knee. I looked down and there was a little boy, maybe 8 mo., propped up on my knee. I picked him up and about that time his mom came over. My Canadian friend Cameo came over also, she is fluent in Spanish, I am very not!
She spoke a bit with us, I couldn't catch much. I just noticed that Cameo kept repeating "No" and tears started streaming down her face. She took the boy from my arms and gave him back to Mom. Cameo then told me to go to the bus with her to make sandwiches. I was a little confused being that it wasn't lunch time, but went along with it knowing something was up. We made 6 pbj's and then went back to the gal. She handed her baby back to me, Cameo said no again, then some other stuff, then handed her the bag of food. Her jaw dropped. She looked at it, then up at us, the down again, then she looked at her son, and broke out in a loud sob, took her boy back into her arms, crying out something I could understand "Lo siento! Lo siento!" or "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"
Our team leader Tim announced it was time for the drama, we walked away from the lady. I turned and said "What on earth was all that?!" Cameo said the lady's husband had been laid off, there was no money, and her baby had not eaten in over a day. She heard I was American and started pleading for me to take him and give him a better life in US. We gave her the food and she was so shocked that we actually cared, then she was horrified that she had just tried to give up her son. I was so blessed when I discovered another friend had a picture of the mom and child on facebook. Here it is.
That day that woman and her whole family were not only fed in the body but also in the spirit. She went back and got her whole family to come watch the drama, and they all came forward to receive Christ! All because of a simple friendly conversation, and a gesture of love with sandwiches on Cameo's part, now a family of 6 has found the eternal living hope of Jesus Christ. Just a little bit of love WILL make somebody's day. It made that family's, and mine!

I am living in the K Zone!

If you don't go to my church then you most likely don't understand the title. The pastor has been preaching that we live in this world but not according to its standard. While the world is in economic crisis, the people of God's kingdom still thrive. I am now living proof of that! I am getting near graduation(20days!!!)and I finally got off my lazy butt and decided to go look for a job. I went out for 3hrs one day and the next day I got a call for an interview. Friday I had an interview and they told me they had several to decide from but they would have a decision by the end of the day. Before I left the building, they came and told me I got the job!! In 2hrs I will be on my way to my first day of work!!
God is good to those who serve Him, and He shall provide their need. Let God move and He will move miraculously!
Blessings!
A working woman, Savanah ♥

Uncertain

That's pretty much how I can wrap up the state of my life right now, uncertain. I thought I was moving out of state, but I'm not. I thought I knew how I was paying for college, but I don't. I thought I knew exactly how my life was gonna go, oh boy! Now I laugh at even the thought. Ya know, when I was 12 I was convinced that by hi school I would have found fame as a superstar singer. Thought I'd be traveling the world finding wealth, fame, romance, adventure. I seriously went through the last quarter of 6th grade thinking my school work didn't matter because soon I would be famous and when you have fame...you don't get homework! Ha ha! Well let's just say I am glad that dream did not come true. So where am I now in reality? I don't really know!! I just found a good part time job working in a nursing home, I will be starting at community college in the fall, and yes...I graduate in 3WEEKS!!!!!! Key Club is over, sports games are over, school outings, dramatic hugs in the hall, and many relationships are now all over. School is near done! The week after that, the Relay for Life will also be over! I am at a point in my life where everything is ending. I now can only see work and church as my life. But I know that endings are just another word for new beginnings. New friends, new adventures, new jokes, and new priceless memories. Although the future is blurry, I do know great things are in store.
Jeremiah 29:11
For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, says the LORD, thoughts of peace and not of evil, to give you a future and a hope.

What if tomorrow you're faced with the question, what would you say?

"Mark 8:35 For whosoever will save his life shall lose it; but whosoever shall lose his life for my sake and the gospel’s, the same shall save it." "It was a test we could all hope to pass but none of us would want to take. Faced with the choice to deny God and live. For her there was one choice to make. What if tomorrow and what if today YOU're faced with the question, what would YOU say?"
Can you believe it has been 10yrs since the Columbine shooting?! I realize it has been a few days past the anniversary but I have been computerless. But I must write an entry about this date. I was only in the 2nd grade, but I remember so well the images on the news. What I remember the best is when I heard the song written about one of those killed. I was riding in the car with my mom to her eye doctor appointment when my favorite singer Michael W. Smith came on with his new song "This is your time". I heard him sing about a girl being faced with life or death and I asked my mom what he was talking about. She told me the story of a young high school student who struggled like every one else to live her life the best she could for God until the day she was killed after being told she would die if she was a Christian and having to answer yes or no. As my mom finished telling me the story, I heard the lyrics "What if tomorrow and what if today, you're faced with the question, what would you say?" I gasped! That statement would forever change my life. Cassie Bernall forever changed my life. People tried to teach me to appreciate every moment like it is my last, by giving examples of car accident or things like that, things more common. But it wasn't until I heard this story that it really hit me. This was just a normal girl in a school library catching up on schoolwork, when in a minute people started screaming, the next there was a gun in her face. I realized just how easy, how quickly, I could lose my life. This is what forever gave me my pro active personality. I remember being a little 8yr old, thinking to myself, I am gonna laugh like it's my last chance, I am gonna go on that ride like it's my last chance. When I was in 5th grade I ran a class fundraiser for the Red Cross, with the mentality, what if this is the last chance I ever have to do good. Even as the years came and went that I knew I would say no if faced with the question, I still knew people besides Christians died in shootings. Now I know shootings are on the rare side, but just think about it, if it did, are you ready? Would you go to heaven? Would you be pleased with the life you lived? Would you have the faith to say yes? So I will leave you with the words of MWS, and challenge you with what has been my life's motivation the last 10yrs. This is your time, this is your dance, live every moment, leave nothing to chance. Swim in the sea, drink of the deep, embrace the mystery of all you can be,THIS IS YOUR TIME.

Just let it go and laugh!!

I realize I am on kinda a youtube posting rant tonight, but here is another one I found. Just reminded me, yes work may be hard, school may be tough, and many other situations may stress us out, we need not to forget to allow a little time in our busy schedules for some joy and silliness. I am finding more and more that little children are some of the best teachers in the world. They don't care when a camera is on them, who laughs at them, or what mission they must accomplish next, but what will I do this moment to make life the best it possibly can be.

Shout to the Lord

A video I found that gave me chills and got me a tad misty eyed. It's always moving to see children inlove with Jesus, singing their praise.




“Truly, I say to you, unless you turn and become like children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven. Whoever humbles himself like this child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven.

“Whoever receives one such child in my name receives me, but whoever causes one of these little ones who believe in me to sin, it would be better for him to have a great millstone fastened around his neck and to be drowned in the depth of the sea.