Well I really believe that I just had a heart attack last night. Let me recap then I'll tell you what I learned.
Well, lemme say I'm on my new old laptop that my dad gave-ith me. :D
Okay--back to the story!!!!
I was packing everything for the dance recital, which is TODAY. It starts at three and goes on--well for ever but anyway. I packed my Hip Hop, check, my ballet, check, my jazz---HOLY FRIGGIN COW WHERE ARE MY JAZZ SHOES???? I mean, seriously, that was the thought process. Going from calm to totally freaking out. Thankfully my mom was really calm about things and my dad was too. We looked around, everywhere they could be. All that we could come up with was I had left my jazz shoes at the studio or Hannah (my wicked awesome best friend) had accidentally grabbed them. I was literally on my knees praying and crying. Yeah, I was freaking out, which kind of annoyed my mom because she was sensible and levelheaded about the whole thing...while I was not.
It turns out that my shoes ARE at the dance studio and the Mrs. Corky---my dance teacher--will be bringing them for me. I love that lady. xD
Anyway, here's what I've kind of learned about this:
Prayer isn't just---just prayer. It's talking with the Most High God. I think we fail to see that sometimes when we pray. We just act like we are talking to ourselves. The truth though? We are talking to our best friends, our father, our king, our everything!!!! And don't we hate it when people half-hearted talk to us and don't give us their full attention. Well, imagine how God feels if we do that to HIM. Our KING. Not really nice is it?
So that's what I was thinking--maybe when it comes to praying we should focus on God just a little more. :)
Lia
P.S
Thank you Lord my God for saving my butt. :)
Sunday, May 30, 2010
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
My Theory of Wisdom
My theory of wisdom,
settles on a book.
It's charming ways,
and ranting looks,
into what lay ahead.
Numbered sentences,
tell me now,
the best way to go.
Foolish folly,
and bright wisdom.
Knowledge and growth,
happiness in the heart.
Seeking what is right,
while surrounded by the wrong.
'Tis funny to think,
people sound so brilliant,
when they say the same thing,
as my book does tell me!
My theory of wisdom,
is powerful and deep.
It sits under books,
known to many.
Filled with words,
it tells the best path to take!
Written by some of the wisest men!
It tells me of a lady,
with more beauty than ever,
who speaks words,
wiser than mine.
My theory of wisdom,
comes from a book,
written years before my time.
Why don't you,
my friend,
come take a look.
LIA
The kind of hypocritical things we do #1
The Kind of Hypocritical Things We Do #1
#1: We doubt.
I think we all do this, I think we do it unconsciously most of the time. Say someone just said a pray over your rode trip to, hum, I don't know--Texas?--yeah Texas. As you all clamber into the car you say, "Boy, I hope we get their safely," or "Goodness, I hope the car doesn't break down," (I'm aware that none says "Boy or Goodness" like that anymore. Okay? xD)
Now, I wouldn't really call the doubting but I would at the same time. Let me explain. You just prayed to God that he'd keep your trip safe and that there be no problems, right? When we pray we should have faith that God will hear our prays, correct? Well then, those small statements of 'doubt' can be a little more powerful than you think. The build up the foundation for doubt to be made upon. Even if you do believe that God will protect you on that trip those statements can easily gnaw away at your positive outlook. You might find yourself worrying before you know it.
I highly doubt any of us really say that to tell God; "I'M DOUBTING YOU. I TOTALLY DOUBT YOU." I mean, yeah, it happens. Sometimes when we are mad at God or questioning him we began to openly tell him we don't trust him. Him being the amazing God he is takes it and slowly, quickly, painfully and easily draws us back to him. (I'll go into that a little late, kay? Kay.)
Here's another example:
You're praying for your friend who is in the hospital. You ask God for healing and wisdom for the doctors. A little later you find out she's in the hospital because she was in a car wreck and she is in serious condition. Your telling some one you know, lets say your neighbor, about it. You tell them, "Well she's in a really bad state--they're wondering if she's going to make it."
That's not doubt but it's building grounds for doubt. It would be much easier for you if you just told your neighbor, "She's in a really bad state. I mean, really bad."
If they ask if they think she's going to make it you can simply say, "I don't know, because I have faith that God will take care of it." I know we run into the problem of when your friend actually doesn't make it you feel like God let you down, but it'll be easier to have faith. Have faith that God will get you through everything and anything. Doubt sneaks in easily and won't leave you alone. So try and stand tall in God!
Trust me, I don't always stay positive about things but it's good to exercise it! Practice makes perfect as they say. I know, you probably just cringed when I said that. Who doesn't anymore. So...so...cliche or to put it better: ANNOYING.
Hoepfully that made sense to y'all. Hopefully.
:)
Your insane buddy!
LIA
#1: We doubt.
I think we all do this, I think we do it unconsciously most of the time. Say someone just said a pray over your rode trip to, hum, I don't know--Texas?--yeah Texas. As you all clamber into the car you say, "Boy, I hope we get their safely," or "Goodness, I hope the car doesn't break down," (I'm aware that none says "Boy or Goodness" like that anymore. Okay? xD)
Now, I wouldn't really call the doubting but I would at the same time. Let me explain. You just prayed to God that he'd keep your trip safe and that there be no problems, right? When we pray we should have faith that God will hear our prays, correct? Well then, those small statements of 'doubt' can be a little more powerful than you think. The build up the foundation for doubt to be made upon. Even if you do believe that God will protect you on that trip those statements can easily gnaw away at your positive outlook. You might find yourself worrying before you know it.
I highly doubt any of us really say that to tell God; "I'M DOUBTING YOU. I TOTALLY DOUBT YOU." I mean, yeah, it happens. Sometimes when we are mad at God or questioning him we began to openly tell him we don't trust him. Him being the amazing God he is takes it and slowly, quickly, painfully and easily draws us back to him. (I'll go into that a little late, kay? Kay.)
Here's another example:
You're praying for your friend who is in the hospital. You ask God for healing and wisdom for the doctors. A little later you find out she's in the hospital because she was in a car wreck and she is in serious condition. Your telling some one you know, lets say your neighbor, about it. You tell them, "Well she's in a really bad state--they're wondering if she's going to make it."
That's not doubt but it's building grounds for doubt. It would be much easier for you if you just told your neighbor, "She's in a really bad state. I mean, really bad."
If they ask if they think she's going to make it you can simply say, "I don't know, because I have faith that God will take care of it." I know we run into the problem of when your friend actually doesn't make it you feel like God let you down, but it'll be easier to have faith. Have faith that God will get you through everything and anything. Doubt sneaks in easily and won't leave you alone. So try and stand tall in God!
Trust me, I don't always stay positive about things but it's good to exercise it! Practice makes perfect as they say. I know, you probably just cringed when I said that. Who doesn't anymore. So...so...cliche or to put it better: ANNOYING.
Hoepfully that made sense to y'all. Hopefully.
:)
Your insane buddy!
LIA
Monday, May 24, 2010
SSAT Breakdown and What I'm Going To Do
One of my goals in life is to challenge myself more than usual. From actually doing my chores correctly to one of the biggest 'tries' in my life: Applying to Chatham Hall. Everything else has been going smoothly with this operation but I also have to take a SSAT for it. This is NOT going smoothly. I've got a SSAT study guide but that's only freaking me out.
You see, I've always been a little behind in math. It hasn't been my strongest subject--but lately I have been pushing on and working on being better at my math. May I just say this is a really hard challenge for a girl like me. Over the year I've started to actually like math! Once you get the hang of it--i'ts not that bad. But then again, I'm in ninth grade and I'm still in Pre- Algebra. It would be the understatement of the year if I said knowing that makes me a little upset. It frustrates me and that's the truth. I won't lie--sometimes I want to give up. I want to say "Forget Chatham Hall--not like I'm going anyway. We don't have 40k! Heck, I bet Finical Aid doesn't even have 40k! Anyway, I'm going to totally flunk this SSAT."
In fact, I bet I say that at least once or twice a day to myself but here I am still chugging a long. Why? Because I am not going to give up. I've given up on so many things, my negative side has always won the best of me. Now though--I might not be positive about it but I'm sure going to keep on pushing through. Nothing is going to stop me from trying.
I think what happens to all of us is that we only see the brick wall standing in our way and not the door in it. You get what I mean? We tend to see the things stopping us from actually getting somewhere and we make them grow big, looming to the eye. But we forget about that small door that's been sitting there the whole time silently encouraging you to keep on trying to get to the other side. Even though you might not always get there it's okay--you can try as hard as you can. When I say that I don't mean lazily work away at it then say 'It tired as hard as I can!!" Really try and try and try! Excuse all this cheesiness but when you fall back down get back up again. It might take a while to get back up but you can still do it. Take a few 'risk' in your life. No, don't go jumping off a side of a bridge with nothing to catch you ( leave that to me) but don't be afraid to work in the unknown!!! That's what I'm trying to do. And when you do, every 'odd' that seem to loom over you start to shrink to where your not afraid to try! Your not afraid to keep on working, inching out of your well-know comfort zone into the unknown world.
That, once again, is part of what I'm trying to do. I'm trying to be braver with everything so that one day I can freely and truly stand for Christ! I may not do the best but at least I'm trying--trying to work hard.
With this whole SSAT thing, I know I'm going to worry--right now I have the unavoidable pit in my stomach but I will do this. I'll work hard and try my best. I won't doubt myself, I'll only accept the challenge. I'll try not to complain but if I do--forgive me.
So, I'm highly aware that I kind of skipped from one place to another and that I kind of ended this thing in a really strange patchy way but that's okay. I got kitty litter to clean and a SSAT to study for! Please, please, please pray for me my friends! I hope that I can at least get somewhere in this whole thing. May God bless me with wisdom!!!
I hope I can post sometime soon about somethings in this world that are bothering me. Really bothering me. And I know some people out there are going to scream 'sexist' or get all offended but I don't care. I think I'll call it "Brush Them Off" or something like that.
Hum, maybe I could call it: "It starts early". Whatever, I'll get to that when I have the free time. SSAT calls! *Eek*
Good-day!
You see, I've always been a little behind in math. It hasn't been my strongest subject--but lately I have been pushing on and working on being better at my math. May I just say this is a really hard challenge for a girl like me. Over the year I've started to actually like math! Once you get the hang of it--i'ts not that bad. But then again, I'm in ninth grade and I'm still in Pre- Algebra. It would be the understatement of the year if I said knowing that makes me a little upset. It frustrates me and that's the truth. I won't lie--sometimes I want to give up. I want to say "Forget Chatham Hall--not like I'm going anyway. We don't have 40k! Heck, I bet Finical Aid doesn't even have 40k! Anyway, I'm going to totally flunk this SSAT."
In fact, I bet I say that at least once or twice a day to myself but here I am still chugging a long. Why? Because I am not going to give up. I've given up on so many things, my negative side has always won the best of me. Now though--I might not be positive about it but I'm sure going to keep on pushing through. Nothing is going to stop me from trying.
I think what happens to all of us is that we only see the brick wall standing in our way and not the door in it. You get what I mean? We tend to see the things stopping us from actually getting somewhere and we make them grow big, looming to the eye. But we forget about that small door that's been sitting there the whole time silently encouraging you to keep on trying to get to the other side. Even though you might not always get there it's okay--you can try as hard as you can. When I say that I don't mean lazily work away at it then say 'It tired as hard as I can!!" Really try and try and try! Excuse all this cheesiness but when you fall back down get back up again. It might take a while to get back up but you can still do it. Take a few 'risk' in your life. No, don't go jumping off a side of a bridge with nothing to catch you ( leave that to me) but don't be afraid to work in the unknown!!! That's what I'm trying to do. And when you do, every 'odd' that seem to loom over you start to shrink to where your not afraid to try! Your not afraid to keep on working, inching out of your well-know comfort zone into the unknown world.
That, once again, is part of what I'm trying to do. I'm trying to be braver with everything so that one day I can freely and truly stand for Christ! I may not do the best but at least I'm trying--trying to work hard.
With this whole SSAT thing, I know I'm going to worry--right now I have the unavoidable pit in my stomach but I will do this. I'll work hard and try my best. I won't doubt myself, I'll only accept the challenge. I'll try not to complain but if I do--forgive me.
So, I'm highly aware that I kind of skipped from one place to another and that I kind of ended this thing in a really strange patchy way but that's okay. I got kitty litter to clean and a SSAT to study for! Please, please, please pray for me my friends! I hope that I can at least get somewhere in this whole thing. May God bless me with wisdom!!!
I hope I can post sometime soon about somethings in this world that are bothering me. Really bothering me. And I know some people out there are going to scream 'sexist' or get all offended but I don't care. I think I'll call it "Brush Them Off" or something like that.
Hum, maybe I could call it: "It starts early". Whatever, I'll get to that when I have the free time. SSAT calls! *Eek*
Good-day!
Lia
Saturday, May 22, 2010
Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Play! :)
Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory was the play my homeschool group put on last night. It went amazingly well. We didn't have a nice big stage, we had a small church's stage, and we didn't have tons of money to throw at it--but we did it!!!!
I played Mrs. Beauregard ( I think I spelled that right...)! I don't really know how I did but I know all my fellow cast members did GREAT! (By the way Hannah, song rocked!) The strange thing was though I wasn't the least bit scared till I stepped right onto that stage. I was shaking so bad and I thought I might puke then and there. I didn't though, thank goodness. But the weirdest part was when I was done with my part and I had been dragged off the stage by Ompaa Loompas I sat down back stage and broke down. I was on the verge of tears and about to hurtle. I guess I didn't realize until then how stressed I was, but before the play I never, ever felt my stomach grow upset from nerves or anything like that. I didn't know what was wrong with me!
I stayed like that the rest of the night, I even cried myself to sleep for the most part. It was horrible--it put me in a terrible mood which might I add is NOT a good thing for me. :/
The Ompaa Loompa's were adorable on the plus side! They had orange dots on their cheeks and green hair. Oh my goodness--the little boys hated it when I called them adorable!!! Right up till the play though they had been singing their songs too fast or too slow. Also some might be on one line while the others might be on a total different line. But guess what! They got it right on play night! I guess everything seems to come together no matter what on play night!!!!
Since I was playing a mother I had to wear this HIDEOUS dress! It was this light blue made out of a thick fabric with SQUARE silver buttons. There is no way to describe how ugly it was. My friend Allie called me 'Grandma' Beauregard. (Really, I have the meanest friends on this planet. xD And I'm mean too, but that's okay.)
We had to take out a few scenes, we were using the old movies script. Not the new movie. I did not like the new one with Johnny Depp.Although I love Johnny. ;)
Our director: Mrs. Michelle Vantrease is AMAZING. I mean she pulled this play together in just a few months. Kudos to her!!!!! *hugs my 2nd mother* (I call her my 2nd mother. I also have a 3rd, 4th and 5th!)
Our stage hands/ crew were great too! I mean, they had everything out and ready in seconds. Kudos to them too! Luckily they didn't have any real set backs--they did great though anyway.
It's amazing to hear some of the kids who were freaking out so bad, and basically going crazy over the whole thing now saying "IT WAS WONDERFUL!" and so on and so forth. Then there is the kid who was perfectly calm who nearly had a break down that night. What is up with that?!?!?!
It seems like no matter what when everyone gets on the stage and it's the real-deal everything flows. It's like instinct.It's like all that praying works--I mean I know it works but when it actually moves you into something it seems even more extraordinary than you though. And sometimes it feels like God's just sitting there being the director! He IS the director but in a totally cool way. I'm sounding cheesy now, aren't I? I'll stop. All that I'm saying is that instinct is pwnge. It's awesome. Amazing. :)
Well that's all for now folks!!!!
LIA
I played Mrs. Beauregard ( I think I spelled that right...)! I don't really know how I did but I know all my fellow cast members did GREAT! (By the way Hannah, song rocked!) The strange thing was though I wasn't the least bit scared till I stepped right onto that stage. I was shaking so bad and I thought I might puke then and there. I didn't though, thank goodness. But the weirdest part was when I was done with my part and I had been dragged off the stage by Ompaa Loompas I sat down back stage and broke down. I was on the verge of tears and about to hurtle. I guess I didn't realize until then how stressed I was, but before the play I never, ever felt my stomach grow upset from nerves or anything like that. I didn't know what was wrong with me!
I stayed like that the rest of the night, I even cried myself to sleep for the most part. It was horrible--it put me in a terrible mood which might I add is NOT a good thing for me. :/
The Ompaa Loompa's were adorable on the plus side! They had orange dots on their cheeks and green hair. Oh my goodness--the little boys hated it when I called them adorable!!! Right up till the play though they had been singing their songs too fast or too slow. Also some might be on one line while the others might be on a total different line. But guess what! They got it right on play night! I guess everything seems to come together no matter what on play night!!!!
Since I was playing a mother I had to wear this HIDEOUS dress! It was this light blue made out of a thick fabric with SQUARE silver buttons. There is no way to describe how ugly it was. My friend Allie called me 'Grandma' Beauregard. (Really, I have the meanest friends on this planet. xD And I'm mean too, but that's okay.)
We had to take out a few scenes, we were using the old movies script. Not the new movie. I did not like the new one with Johnny Depp.Although I love Johnny. ;)
Our director: Mrs. Michelle Vantrease is AMAZING. I mean she pulled this play together in just a few months. Kudos to her!!!!! *hugs my 2nd mother* (I call her my 2nd mother. I also have a 3rd, 4th and 5th!)
Our stage hands/ crew were great too! I mean, they had everything out and ready in seconds. Kudos to them too! Luckily they didn't have any real set backs--they did great though anyway.
It's amazing to hear some of the kids who were freaking out so bad, and basically going crazy over the whole thing now saying "IT WAS WONDERFUL!" and so on and so forth. Then there is the kid who was perfectly calm who nearly had a break down that night. What is up with that?!?!?!
It seems like no matter what when everyone gets on the stage and it's the real-deal everything flows. It's like instinct.It's like all that praying works--I mean I know it works but when it actually moves you into something it seems even more extraordinary than you though. And sometimes it feels like God's just sitting there being the director! He IS the director but in a totally cool way. I'm sounding cheesy now, aren't I? I'll stop. All that I'm saying is that instinct is pwnge. It's awesome. Amazing. :)
Well that's all for now folks!!!!
LIA
Thursday, May 20, 2010
New Start to an Old Blog
Well folks, here we go.
Hopefully I can get my act together. Think I can, let's hope I can. With this new 'Lia' maybe I can find the urge and eagerness to actually get somewhere with this blog. But I have to give thanks to Hannah who reminded me by showing me her blog that I still have this blog and that I needed to work on it.
Here's my mission with this blog:
-Give you my thoughts--even if they aren't always right!
-Minster to all my fellow teens. ;)
-And make you laugh--I hope.
Anyway, here's the countdown people! This has been one of my dreams and I guess I should reach for it, right? (I won't be this cheesy always. Don't worry. I like my cheese solid and tasty.)
So,
ONE,
TWO,
THREE...
Welcome to the Magnolia House. Where I house my thoughts.
Hopefully I can get my act together. Think I can, let's hope I can. With this new 'Lia' maybe I can find the urge and eagerness to actually get somewhere with this blog. But I have to give thanks to Hannah who reminded me by showing me her blog that I still have this blog and that I needed to work on it.
Here's my mission with this blog:
-Give you my thoughts--even if they aren't always right!
-Minster to all my fellow teens. ;)
-And make you laugh--I hope.
Anyway, here's the countdown people! This has been one of my dreams and I guess I should reach for it, right? (I won't be this cheesy always. Don't worry. I like my cheese solid and tasty.)
So,
ONE,
TWO,
THREE...
Welcome to the Magnolia House. Where I house my thoughts.
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