One Step at a Time

When Words (really really really) Aren't Enough...

2012-01-31T12:40:00.001-06:00

Lately, it seems like everyone around me is dealing with something really hard. One of my uncles lost his job not too long ago. My best guy friend's aunt has cancer. One friend lost her dad last week. Another one lost her best friend last night in a car accident. One of my teacher's uncles passed away over Christmas break. I have several friends who have family members suffering from serious injury. It just seems to keep piling on! I mean seriously, it seems like every day someone else tells me about something really hard to deal with. And I physically hurt for them. I love my friend's and family to the moon and back, so seeing them hurt really bothers me. One, because I've been immensely blessed and nothing bad has ever happened to me... Yet. I know it's coming but for now it seems unfair in a way. And two, because the human side of me sees all this hurt around me and feels totally helpless. I know that I can't bring people back to life or heal them from serious illness or injury. I can't magically make anything better. I can't. And sometimes I feel like I can't even comfort my friends because I don't have anything to say. Words are inadequate.
But, God didn't call me to make everything better, did he? He called me to love. He told me to give out hugs, to be a listener, to be the one to sit in silence next to the hurting if needed. But, most of all, he's called me to pray. I myself am completely and totally powerless. I'm weak. But my God isn't. He is mighty and loves with a vengeance. Prayer is a powerful thing. God cares about my friends and my family. And he is capable of comforting them. He is the Prince of Peace. He sees everything that's going on, and He is the one that can actually do something about it. I in myself can't so anything at all. But my prayers can. And just the thought that my individual, insignificant prayers effect and infinite God makes me stand in awe. So I will do this. I will get on my knees and intercede for my friends and family going through stuff. Because it's the only thing I can do, but it's also the only thing that will make much of a difference.

And if you are reading this and you are one of those people dealing with something really difficult, know I'm here. I'm listening, I'm hurting with you, and I'm praying. Remember that everything works for good. God has a plan. Beautiful pictures are developed in a dark room from negatives. So if you're going through an especially dark place in life, know that there is a beautiful picture being formed.

"And we know that God causes everything to work together for the good of those who love God and are called according to his purpose for them." (Romans 8:28 NLT)

"You faithfully answer our prayers with awesome deeds,
O God our savior.
You are the hope of everyone on earth,
even those who sail on distant seas." (Psalm 65:5 NLT)

Root Canals of Life

2012-01-18T22:56:00.001-06:00

Today, I went to the dentist. For a root canal. Fun times, right?

No, waiting in the lobby for an hour and a half past appointment time was NOT cool. Getting the numbness shot? Not comfy. Having those numbing medicines wear off a tiny bit before the end of the procedure? Ouch.

But none of that matters. That's not what this blog is really about.

Just in case you're not familiar with root canals, basically the dentist removes the dead or dying nerves from the inside of the tooth and replaces it. The replacement filling actually makes the tooth a little stronger. All of this made me think. I thought about my mouth, and the dentist, and what had just happened, and God. And I smiled.

God is in the "root canal" business. We all have dead or dying parts of us because of sin. He takes all of that sin away. He cleans it out. He digs deep into our hearts and souls and scrubs every corner. And like my medicine wearing off, this cleaning out of his can be a little uncomfortable, or even painful. We, as humans don't always want to be cleaned out. Or we give God parts of out lives, but we always keep that one special area all to ourselves. We think we can do it on our own, but we can't. We end up failing, flailing, and falling. But He picks us right back up. Like my root canal will make my tooth stronger and better, God uses the pain and discomfort in our lives to grow us. He uses every trial for his glory- death, injuries, sickness, job loss, divorce, broken relationships, everything. Those things, in themselves, tend to make us weak. We can't handle any of that on our own. But nothing is impossible for God! Not one thing. He takes our weaknesses and proves his strength. He makes us strong. Our character develops, and our wisdom grows. And we are better off in the long run.

Also, like I had to wait for what seemed like days in the lobby, we often have to wait in God. His timing is so far beyond ours and we can't comprehend it. But his timing is also so much better than ours. We may want to rush him and figure out what his plans are right NOW. But he just tells us to wait. "Wait for the Lord;be strong and courageous.Wait for the Lord." (Psalm 27:14 HCSB)
There are reasons for everything He does. But we get too selfish to care and we get too caught up in not knowing exactly what God is doing. we ask repeatedly "What's the next step Lord?! I need to know where you are taking me, and I need to know how to get there and when I'll get there. But mostly I just need to know where I'm going and what to do next." His response a lot of times is "Wait, my beloved. Wait and see. That is the next step for you right now."

Root canals are not cool. Trials are even less cool. Waiting takes too long. But God is the master dentist. [[Great Physician.Dentist=doctor.]] Let Him do his job.

Blessed enough to Dream

2011-11-24T02:15:00.000-06:00

soo.. obviously it's been a while since I posted. This post is kinda in 2 parts.
I have just been ~~inspired~~ totally wrecked by a blog I found. Well, actually it's a ministry. It's called Amazima Ministries, and it's in Uganda. It's a child sponsorship program that sponsors over 400 children. There is a school, health care, a vocational program, and spiritual encouragement. It's been in operation for a few years but get this: It was founded and is now run by a 21 year old girl from Tennessee. 21. Just 4 years older than me. Living in one of the poorest nations in Africa, loving her 14 adopted daughters, and serving as the executive director of a sponsorship program SHE founded. WOW! Talk about faith! Her name is Katie Davis. She initially went to Uganda when she was 18. She went to teach kindergarten for a few months, but God had something way different in mind. Katie noticed the poverty and lack of education, and decided to do something about it. I want a faith like that! God's dreams are so much bigger than ours! I wonder... if we were just open to Him and dependent on Him, and pursuing of Him... what would He show us? I know he has bigger dreams for each and every one of us. But I also think that we get too busy to even ask what those dreams are. I wonder: if we took the time to ask- and we actually listened for the answer- would we change the world? Probably. Because the world is full of God's children. And he doesn't want any of his children to suffer. I bet He would give each one of us a different passion and a different dream that would affect a different issue. But we don't even care..Or if we do care, we don't even truly ask God what His dreams are. Or if we do ask, we don't follow through in obedience and sacrifice. We have become laxed, content, and comfortable. We thoroughly enjoy our freedoms and our safety and our security. But we aren't thankful.
And that brings me to my second point. In her videos, Katie talks about the sheer poverty of Uganda. It is a war torn country strongly affected by disease. Most of the children are orphans, and they are all malnourished. Today, we celebrate the holiday of Thanksgiving. However, I wonder if we forget what it's really about. I look at these videos and it breaks my heart that while everyone here will be feasting and wasting, kids and adults everywhere are starving. Do we even care? God has blessed us beyond measure! We don't deserve it at all. Not a single person is "good" or worthy. If it weren't for God's grace, we could be one of those families in Uganda. Only by God's grace are we in warm homes with big families and lots of food today. ONLY by God's grace. So I guess my point for this is just to BE thankful. don't just ACT thankful. Remember what you have, even if you think you have little. Choose to show God how grateful you are-not just this 1 day, but all 365 days.

I once heard a quote that said "What if you woke up this morning having only what you thanked God for yesterday?" hmmm... food for thought.

and BTW, here is one of Katie's videos. also look up "Katie Davis speaks" parts 1 & 2.

2011-06-28T16:39:00.000-06:00

Well, so far this trip has been great! We started off with a fabulous worship service and team time. Today we had drama training most of the day and we have also had a session to learn important Spanish phrases. Not sure how much I actually learned though. Ha! anyway, right now we are all enjoying free time before worship tonight. We'll leave on Thursday for Ecuador. Personally I can't wait to get there! I know God is going to do great and wonderful things! I'll keep you updated if I can.

Until next time
Taylor

TOMORROW!

2011-06-26T22:30:00.000-06:00

Well, it is 11:15, which means I leave in about 13 hours for Miami. Tomorrow morning I will leave for New Orleans. I cannot believe it's finally here!! It's crazy to me that Thursday I will be in another country as the first day of 10. I've wanted to do this for so very long and it's finally time! I look back on how I got to this point. Preparing for this trip had it's ups and downs, and several times it was extremely stressful. But God used people to help me raise all the money I needed plus some! But let me back up a little. I didn't choose to go on this particular trip until August or September. I was looking at several others: Ireland, Peru, Alaska, Guatemala, and a few more. But most of these were four week trips or during dates I already had something planned. I thought I wouldn't be able to find a trip I could apply for. However, God had a plan. He brought a girl named Vicki Cheramie into my life. I knew her from school last year, but not very well. Anyway, she ended up in my English class, so we became very close within a few weeks. She mentioned her favorite magazine and how the organization was going on a mission trip. I immediately asked for details. everything was perfect!! I applied, got accepted, fundraised, and prepared all with God's help. He is SO good!!
Tomorrow will be the beginning of a trip that will change my life. I'm excited!! I'm also nervous and a little worked about different little things, but God is NOT a God of fear!! I am covered thoroughly in prayer by so many loving and wonderful people. I knowGod took care of all the details from this point backward, so He will take care of everything from this point on!
This trip will be wonderful and I can't wait to tell you all about it! Thank you again for all of your support!

Until next time,
Taylor

Ecuador

2011-06-23T22:44:00.000-06:00

I am very excited that I leave Monday! This will be my first trip, so I'm not totally sure what to expect, but I know that God will do mighty things in and through me and my fellow missionaries.
My suitcase is almost completely packed, and everything is ready. I fly to Miami on Monday and will be there for three days for training. After that I will head to Quito, Ecuador. It is going to be absolutely amazing! I have already "met" some of my team mates through facebook and email. It has been cool to talk to tons of teens from all around the country( and a few from other countries) that have the same goal and Christian values as I do. It brings new meaning to "brothers and sisters in Christ." I feel like I have known these people for years, and we have only talked a few times in reality.
Anyway, thank you all for your prayers and financial support. It means the world to me. I will keep everyone updated on this blog if I can :)

Well, that's really all I have for now..
so Until next time,
Taylor

I'm back...........

2009-06-13T21:37:00.004-06:00

o.k. Clearly, I have not posted in a while. Sorry. I just kinda forgot about this because of facebook and myspace. Not many people were reading it anyway. =/ However, I will try to start blogging again about my thoughts. I can't make any promises on how often it will be, but I will try to do it more than once a year. lol. If you find yourself enjoying my blog, please tell someone about it. I'm not exactly a fan of writing for no purpose. :/ I know that sounds really mean. I don't mean it to be.
Anyways.... here are two things I've written on my MySpace blog since I stopped writing on here.

ENJOY!!!

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Written: August 20, 2008.

Okay, so a little while ago, I was swinging on my swingset- in the rain. Now, I know that is a little different, but this came to me while I was doing that. I think it's pretty cool, if you don't and you feel like you wasted your time reading this, well I'm sorry. We waste a lot of time in our lives.

I love the rain. I really do. This is why:

The rain can be so gentle and quiet, yet it can also be loud and powerful. When its a gentle drizzle, it's so calm, and is usually ignored or looked over by most people. When it is a huge storm, it is overwhelming. It can't be ignored. When a person is in the middle of a storm, the storm is basically all they can think about and nothing else matters. Whoever is in it realizes that it is almost inexcapable,and even if they can get out of it or it stops, they will still be soaked. No matter what. In this way, the rain is like God, who is gentle enough to hold us and help us, yet powerful enough to overwhelm us. The gentle drizzle is like God's soft whisper, "I love you, my child.Come to me." that we all too often ignore. But the huge powerful storm is like God completely surrounding us and making it extremely obvious that there is no where to go from Him and that we have to go to Him. That there is no way that we can ignore Him. That his love is inexcapable. And that even when we find a way out of his "storm" or it seems to end, we will still be drenched.

Another way rain is like God is this: Rain can take the ugliest, most dead things, and make them whole and beautiful again. God does just that. He takes the people who are hurting, who are lost, who are living horrible,broken lives and He makes them absolutely beautiful. He makes them whole!

Many people think the rain is just nasty wheather that makes the ground muddy. But the rain is not only for the people who love it, it is for the people who hate it as well. They all use the water it brings or the crops it helps grow. They all enjoy its flowers and trees. Same thing with God. Many people do not like Him. But He is still for them!!! He still protects them. He still created them. He still sent His Son to die for them!!! Despite the fact that they have nothing to do with him.

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Written:May 26, 2009

This is another one of my blogs inspired by the weather that I observed while on my swingset. You don't have to read it. If you do and you like it, great! But if you read it and you hate it, sorry. This is simply my ramblings. Do with it what you want.

Have you ever gone outside on a cloudy night and looked at the sky? Did you notice how there are no stars out? Look again. You will be able to see a few stars. Not many, but a few are definitely shining through the clouds.
The Bible talks about Christians shining like stars. But, you see, there are two types of stars:those that shine through the clouds and those that do not. As I sat on the swingset, I began to think about this. Which stars are we as Christians? Are we those stars that shine through only on the clear nights, when everything is great and our lives couldn't be better? Or are we those stars that shine through the clouds, the stars that shine despite the hard times, despite the problems and difficulties? I mean, yeah it's easy to say, "God is amazing and I love him" when we just made an A on a test, or when we just had an awesome weekend , or when every little thing is going our way. But, it's not easy to say that when we just got in a fight with a friend, when we're stressed out, or when nothing we do seems to turn out right. I'm not gonna lie, when I've had a bad day or week, it's NOT easy for me to say I love God, or to have a good attitude, or to act like Christ. It's not easy at all. In fact, I know that I don't do those things on my bad days. But you see, the thing is, God called us to be stars all the time. Not just when we feel like it.

Also, stars are definitely different than clouds, and nothing can change that. But some blend in with the clouds and are hidden. Christians are different than non-Christians, but some of us blend in with others and it gets hard to see our light. Do we, as Christians, act different, but just different enough?
---"I go to church on Sunday's and Wednesdays but I just don't know about talking to my friends about Jesus."
---"I want to be different, but I want to be normal"
---"I know gossip is wrong and I don't say anything, but I don't want to be rude and just walk away from the conversation"
---"I don't do certain things, but I won't tell my friends what to do. They're old enough to make their own decisions."
We(I'm talking to myself here, too) make these and statements like these all too often.
We should be people who don't blend in with the crowd and let this powerful light called Jesus Christ shine through us at all times, no matter who we are with. Because we have this little thing called ETERNAL LIFE that no one else does. We should at the least, be excited to share it, don't you think? I mean, what if the people we are closest to never came to know Jesus because we chose not to be the bright stars and blended in with the crowd? Our statements/ thoughts should be more like this:
---"I'm proud of the fact that I go to church, and I want to invite my friends."
---"No more being lukewarm. I'm different than the world."
---"Can we not talk about people, please?"
---"I really think this is wrong. What else could we do?"
Again, not gonna lie. It's hard for me to witness. It's hard to do the right thing. It's hard to be known as the different one. Extremely hard, and a lot of times, I do the easy thing. But I don't want to be the one responsible for my loved ones not knowing Jesus and not going to Heaven when they die. So I need to stop doing taking the easy way out.

So: One question remains. Which star will you choose to be?

Phil. 2:15--".... so that you may become blameless and pure, children of God without fault in a crooked and depraved generation, inn which you shine like stars in the universe"

2 Cor. 4:6--"For God, who said ' Let the light shine out of darkness,' has shone in our hearts..."

Matt. 5:16--"In the same way let your light shine before others so that they may see your good works and gve glory to your father in Heaven"

Thought for the Day

2008-03-05T21:23:00.002-06:00

"One of the weakest boys in the Bible became one of the greatest kings to ever live. Don't EVER sell yourself short."

My cousin told me this a few days ago,(referring to David) and I thought it was so awesome!!

Letter

2008-03-05T21:17:00.002-06:00

Watch this Christian video. It's Great! (turn on speakers)

Thought for the Day

2008-02-24T21:06:00.004-06:00

Have you ever just taken a moment to think about this amazing fact?:

God is so big that He holds the entire universe in one hand and knows everything about everyone, yet He wants (no. scratch that) he desires and craves a personal relationship with each and every one of us. He wants us to sit in His lap every day and say,"What do you plan to do today? Where are You going? and Can I go with you, please?!" That's all he wants. Just for us to want to follow Him wherever He goes. Shouldn't we just give Him at least that much, just fulfill at least that one request?

I Dance

2008-02-18T18:25:00.005-06:00

This is just something I wrote a little while ago. I wrote it because it has been exactly a week since Tiffany died. I went to the dance class that Tiffany was in. It was weird.It's almost unreal that she is no longer here. (The good thing, though, is that Tiffany was a Christian, so we will one day see her in Heaven.)

There is nothing I can say.

So I turn on the music so, so loud

And I dance.

I dance this feeling away.

I leap andI spin andI touch the sky.

Doing all these things help me not to cry.

My emotions flow through the movements

Because mere words cannot describe

This feeling that I have deep deep inside.

All the hurt, the confusion, the fear.

When I dance I know that my God is near.

My passion is revealed, my tears are wiped away

All because there is nothing that I can say.

The music becomes my therapy,

The choreograohy my "get away".

I no longer have that feeling.

That horrible feeling

All Because I dance.

I dance it all away.

I thought we were going to actually dance today, but we just went outside. We walked, and then we ran. Then we did some crunches. It was chilly and kinda dark, but it felt so good just to get away from everything, to get out of the dance room. Even thogh I didn't dance in class tonight, I have been dancing everywhere I go, just to cope.

Can I Invent a Time Machine?

2008-02-14T20:57:00.003-06:00

I have officially decided that I am going to invent a time machine and start this week over. That way, I could warn Tiffany Thomas (a girl in my dance class who died Monday) not to skip dance class to go get a puppy. I could tell her that she was going to get in an accident on highway 445. If I did that, her family, friends, and other people in her life would not be grieving at the loss of a fun, outgoing 17 year- old.We would not be going to a wake tomorrow night. I would not have to be distracted in school all week and be only prepared just enough for tests.
Next, I would get up earlier on Wednesday so I wouldn't be in a rush and I would remember to set our alarm system. That would make the thieves less likely to rob us, and I would still have $200 and I video camera. My mom would still have her watch. My sister would still have her necklace, and she wouldn't be afraid to sleep at night.
I know it's not possible to go back in time, and I know that Tiffany would have died anyway because it's in God's will. I know that nothing would have probably stop the robbers, but hey, I can dream, can't I? So anyway, that's what's up. Now that I've written, I am going to bed.

Dancers

2007-12-06T17:09:00.001-06:00

The following are poems about dancers. Being a dancer, I loved them and so, I posted them.

"The Performance"

The spotlight brightens

The music begins

I'm up on my toes

as I twirl and spin

I jump and I leap

From one side to another

feeling just the music

never any other.

I raise up in pointe

then down in plie

performing what i've practiced

for so long every day.

To dance is my dream,

I can't let it die

for when I do dance

I feel I can fly

The world can disapear

My troubles can cease

For just one moment

I am truly at peace.

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"Dancers"

I am a dancer

I twirl, leap and spin

I jump, piorette, and tap

I am a dancer

I feel pain and fear

I feel defeat and failure

Yet I keep going

I smile, I practice, I perform

I feel happiness and joy

I have grace and beauty

I hear the applause

I perform and do my best

Sometimes I fail

I don't give up

For I am a dancer

I am brave and strong

I dance not for fame and glory

But for how I feel inside

I am happiness,joy,love & excitment

Strife, talent, joy,

Determination and beauty

I am a dancer

I got these poem from http://www.angelfire.com/journal2/DDDance00/poems.

2007-12-05T20:20:00.000-06:00

Countdown Clocks at WishAFriend.com

Prayer for Madi and Lee

2007-10-14T14:16:00.000-06:00

My dad has a friend named Lee Russell who has cancer basically all over his body. He is so weak that he can barely walk to his mailbox. He has a wife and three daughters- a fourteen year old, a seventeen year old, and a twenty-one year old. The doctors are saying that he does not have much longer to live. His whole family and all of his friends do not know what is going to happen.
Also, there is this little girl named Madi Eagan,a five year old with leukemia. Well, she had leukemia. The doctors killed it- along with the cells that make her blood clot and many other good cells in her body. Her doctors tested her sister's blood to see if it was a match. It was, but the sister gets cold sores all the time, so the doctors cannot use her blood. They are in the process of testing other family members, but it has been difficult to find a match. The sad thing is that Madi's mom is thinking about suicide. She has said(in front of Madi's eight-year old brother) that if Madi dies, she will kill herself. And I'm pretty sure that no one in this family knows Jesus.
I said all this to ask for your constant prayers for theses two people-Lee Russell and Madi Eagan- and their families. Pray that God will heal them, comfort them and their families, and bring an unsurpassed peace to these people. Most importantly, pray that God gets all the glory, no matter the outcome.

Thanks in advance for your prayers!!!

Chosen by God

2007-10-12T15:59:00.000-06:00

This is something I read in my devotional book, Devos for Teens. This message really spoke to me, so I felt I needed to post it. It helps of you really trey to imagine it.

"The time is the early 1800's And the unthinkable has happened. You're a slave. As you stand half-naked on the auction block, you're humiliated. Men are watching your every move and eyeing you closely.
"In less than a year I'd have her plowing" one says. "Yep. Tie her up to my yoke, attach a harness and plow to her, and I'd have forty acres of corn."
A human plow? You can't believe these heathens don't see your humanity. The same guy lets out an eerie sneer."That's not all I'd use her for." The others laugh in a half- drunken stupor.
Then, from the crowd of sweaty, cursing men pushes a man who's smiling. There is something different about him. He never looks at your beaten body; he simply looks into our eyes... and he smiles.
Someone starts the bidding at $5. You can't bear to look. You're too humiliated. If only I could escape, you think. Oh, for a warm bath and clothes to cover my nakedness.
Another ups the price. You are worth $7.50 now. Then $10. Your head is still hung in shame. The bidding has come down between two voices. You recognize the one belonging to the man who is going to turn you into a human plow. The other voice? You can't place it, but you don't dare raise your head.
The human plow guy is nervous. You can tell by the sound of his voice. Is he afraid he is going to lose? you wonder. " I'll give $52," he screams. The other voice counters the offer. Plow Man is angry. He is not used to being outbid. The numbers continue to increase. 'I'll pay $71,' he screams in desperation. The other voice calmly increases his counteroffer.
Plow Man just might lose, you think. And you find yourself desperately hoping you won't have to make your home in his barn. You know if the plow guy gets you, you'll also be having his children. You'll carry the scars of his whip. You'll never feel hope again.
'I don't know who you are, mister,' Plow Man snarls. ' But if you know what's good for you, you'll leave now!'
The other voice- ready to end the battle- matter-of-factly states, 'I will never leave.I am here to see this thing through. I'll pay any price. She's mine. I have chosen her.' "

Finally!

2007-10-12T14:57:00.000-06:00

I know that I was supposed to post these pictures of the junior high jive on Sunday, but throughout the week, I forgot or ran out of time. So, to delay the viewing of the photos no longer, Here they are.

Here we are, clean and ready to go, beginning with prayer. We had no idea what was about to happen.

This is during the soapy sack race, when it first started raining. We just started dancing and going crazy. A few of us had already been in the soapy bag, so we were covered in soap and basically taking a shower in the rain.

This is the reason my team lost. Our trash bag got turned inside out! This is most of our team trying to fix it so the next person could go.

This is Bro. Josh's son, Jeremiah. He was enjoying being able to play in the rain without getting in trouble.

Stormi is bobbing for the baby toys in syrup.( Notice the person standing above her with his hands on a plate of flour ready to throw it in her face after she got the toy.) Bro. Josh said that the toys were his kids toys. When someone asked if he cleaned the toys, he said, "Oh yeah. I scrubbed them really well in the toilet." Good thing he was kidding... I think. I hope.

My friend, Taylor H. after digging for the pineapples that were in the flour. I don't even want to know what I looked like after doing this.

And Finally, The best picture of all:

Yes. This is me desperately trying to quickly pour the baby "food" into my mouth. I had to bang the jar on my teeth,hit the bottom, and shake the jar because, like I said before, the baby food had a mind of its own. It slowly and deliberately dripped into my mouth.Now I know why it is difficult to feed babies.

One Step Short of Crazy- Passionate

2007-10-06T18:46:00.000-06:00

Today I went to a junior high jive. What is it? you ask. Well, it is a huge messy games party at my church for sixth, seventh, and eighth graders. And yes, it was extremely messy! First, we tied balloons to our ankles and were going to play a game with them,but the freshly cut grass that was sharp popped all of the balloons. "POP! POP! POP!" It sounded like someone was popping bubble wrap, but it was much, much louder. Since that game did not work, Bro. Josh, my youth pastor, moved on to the next game- a sack race. We all thought," Sack races are not messy." But this one was. We divided into two teams and Bro. Josh filled two trash bags with liquid soap - yes liquid soap. Then it started raining. Now this was getting interesting. One by one, we stepped into the slippery contraption, raced to the other end of the playing area,went around a person serving as a boundary, and ran, well hobbled back to our team, all while trying to stay in a bag filled with soap in the pouring rain. Difficult? Yes. Crazy? Yes. Awesomely fun? Absolutely! At the end of this game, we could have served as a washcloth. People that were driving by were staring at us like we were absolute idiots. If you think about it though, we kinda were.
The next activity was the biggest and longest. And the nastiest. The first five people on each team had to bob for baby toys in a two-gallon bucket. But the bucket was not filled with water. Oh No. They had to make it messier than that. The buckets were full of syrup. Once you grabbed the toy with your mouth, you had to hold it in your mouth and look up toward a person standing above you with a plate of flour in their hands. That person proceeded to throw that flour in your face. Then you got up, ran back to your team, and the next person went. After the first five had gone, everyone else(one by one) had to run to the table and eat baby food. (Some got lucky and had to chug down a can of vegetable juice.) I was not that lucky. I had to eat a jar of thick, mushy, gross, baby food. I think it was carrots. Maybe. I'm not sure Whatever it was, I just could not swallow that so called "edible" substance. I tried to quickly pour it into my mouth, but it had a mind of its own. It slowly and deliberately dripped into my mouth. It was so thick that I put it in my mouth and spit it out. Everyone else did the same. We then ran back to the team. But that was not the end of this monstrous relay. We now had to race to the table, put our face in a plate of flour, and search for pineapple chunks. Once we got about five of them we could go back to the team. Or that's what happened to everyone but the last person. Guess what. I was that last person. I had to get the remainder of the pineapple chunks out of the flour that had been touched by other people's mouths before mine. There were so many chunks in my mouth that I actually had to chew some up and eat them. Gross! I then ran back to my team, trying to finish before the last person on the other team. This I did successfully. My team had won the relay. Each person on that team was given a number between one and eleven. One of the adults was asked to pick a random number in that range. The person whose number was picked would win two tickets to the Mercy Me concert coming up. My number was not picked,but I already had tickets to the concert, so it was o.k. That was the end of that insane relay, but not the junior high jive. The end of a battle, but not the war, if you will.
Next came the egg toss. The cleanest of all games. Of course my partner and I dropped our egg first, other than my nine- year- old sister and her three- year- old partner(Bro. Josh's son) who were just playing for fun. Isn't that just pitiful? The winners received prizes- the new Casting Crowns CD and a Todd Agnew CD. But no. I did not win. the friend that I brought won. Oh well. There was still one game left.
That game was a bubble gum contest. It was the normal " first and biggest bubble wins" kind of thing, but that was not all. The gum was frozen. As we were handed one piece of gum each, we realized that fact. Some of us held the gum in our hands, rubbed our hands together, and blew on them(like we were cold and trying to warm our hands up) in order to thaw out the gum. Others challenged themselves and did not try to warm the gum. On the count of three, we all placed our piece of gum into our mouth and tried to bite into it. After some effort, we began actually chewing the gum and preparing to make a bubble. It took some time before multi- colored bubbles appeared. For some reason that I can't remember, no one won. Bro. Josh decided to do a do- over. This time, when we blew the bubble up to the desired size, we had to take it out of our mouths and hold it up in the air. The biggest bubble holder went to the center, showing their bubble. This served as the size to beat. That size to beat turned out to be my bubble, but someone stole the victory from my grasp. Yes, some one's bubble was bigger than mine. (sigh) That person won a t-shirt that said "Girl for God" on the front with cute flowers behind it.
After the last game, we all rinsed off, grabbed a sloppy Joe and a bag of chips and sat down in front of Bro. Josh. He talked to us about the fact that our souls are messy and unclean, but Jesus cleanses us, just like the water hose. This brought the junior high jive to an end. We had never been messier or happier. Bro. Josh had expected to go home clean, but the kids had another idea. We poured the two gallons of syrup on him, cracked about six eggs on his head, and put flour in his face. The only thing we were not able to do was make him eat baby food. There was none left. RATS!!! Although I never won anything, and didn't get the most messy, I had a blast! Well, I have to go now. I will try to post pictures of the junior high jive tomorrow!

Teen Creed

2007-08-28T16:04:00.000-06:00

Don't let your parents down,
They brought you up.
Be humble enough to obey,
You may give orders someday.
Choose your companions with care,
You become what they are.
Guard your thoughts,
What you think, you are.
Choose only a date
Who would make a good mate.
Be master of your habits,
Or they will master you.
Don't be a show off when you drive,
Drive with safety and arrive.
Don't let the crowd pressure you,
Stand for something or you'll fall for anything.

This was posted from http://fayette.lib.wv.us/ohpl/Christian_teen.htm

It's Almost Here!!!

2007-08-13T17:12:00.001-06:00

Myspace Countdown Clocks at WishAFriend.com

I know most people wouldn't countdown to school. I just needed to post something, so I posted this.

BattleCry Quake Video

2007-08-08T13:38:00.000-06:00

This is an awesome video with a great message:

battlecry quake

Now the only question is:Will we save this generation or will we let it fall into Satan's hands?

Ridgecrest Pictures

2007-08-04T21:46:00.001-06:00

Quiz Result

2007-07-10T18:44:00.000-06:00

This is the result for the "What kind of pet would you be?" quiz I took.

You Would Be a Pet Dog

You're friendly, loyal, and an all around good sport. People love to be near you.You are very open with your feelings, and you're quite vocal in expressing them.You are sincere and kind. You love many people - without any sort of agenda.
Why you would make a great pet: You're content to chill out with your friends
Why you would make a bad pet: You always find yourself getting into trouble
What you would love about being a dog: Running around and playing
What you would hate about being a dog: Being left home alone while everyone else is out having fun

What'>http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofpetwouldyoubequiz/">What Kind of Pet Would You Be?

God Is

2007-07-05T11:12:00.000-06:00

This is a list of what God is to me.
God, You are...

awesome
beautiful
calming
delightful
everything I need
forever
great
holy
incredible
just
kind
loving
mighty
never ending
One and Only
precious
Quieter of the storms
radiant
super
terrific
unconditional
very special to me
worthy of all praise
(e)xcellent
yantastic(better than fantastic)
Zealous

Some words are made up, but it's my list and I can do with it what I want.

I'm Back!!

2007-06-12T19:42:00.000-06:00

I did it!!! I stuck to my commitment of not going on the computer for a month! However, I did not do it alone. Many times I was tempted to get on the computer (especially during the days that I did not have eight hours of school to occupy my time) but God helped me resist the temptation and I did not get on the computer.
I'm doing a study at my church called Experiencing God. One of the points in the study is that God is always at work around us. In my case, He was not only at work around me. He was at work in me. I now find things other than the computer to occupy my time .

God,
Thank you for helping me keep my commitment and to resist the temptation of getting on the computer. I couldn't have done it without you. You are amazing! I love you!
From,
Taylor

Taking a Break

2007-05-09T19:30:00.000-06:00

This will be my last post until about June 10. I decided to not go on the computer(except at school and checking the daily Bible verse I receive by email) for one month. I spend entirely too much time on the computer- especially the Internet. I could be doing much more constructive things with the time that I spend on the computer- things like reading the Bible and spending more time with God. I will start this commitment tomorrow and try to keep the commitment for a month.

Dear God,
I want to give up the computer for a whole month. I know it's what You would want me to do, but it will be tough and I can't do it alone. I need your help with this. Please give me the strength to resist the temptation. I know you will help me. Thank you for that. I love you, Father.
In Jesus' name, Amen

Flamingoes!!!

2007-05-09T14:46:00.000-06:00

I am pitiful!!! Here's the story: The college & career group at my church decided to do a fundraiser called Flamingo Frenzy. What they do is go to two houses a night (of people at our church) and stick these lovely flamingoes in the front yards. In order to have them romoved, you have to make a love offering to the group. Then the flamingoes are removed and you get to choose the people they go to next. Well, I REALLY REALLYwanted to catch the college & career in the act of puting the birds in our yard. I was going to either scare them or take pictures of them doing it. I had a feeling that they were going to come on Monday night(which they did) so I turned out almost all the lights in the house,(to make them think we were asleep) got my flashlihght, planned my route for getting out the house without being seen by the culprits, and got my camera ready. I was ready for them when they came.(or so I thought) Here is the pitiful part: My mom and I had just finished watching a tv show and she sees a car in my driveway.(Thinking it was the c&c) She tells me to run to my room and look out my widow, so I do, but I see nothing. I told my mom she was cruel for getting me all excited like that just for a trick. She promised that she wasn't lying but really saw a car, so I figured it must've been a car turning around. However, I still thought that it might have been a car that the c&c were in, but they had just left because they saw a few lights on. So anyway, I went and talked to my sister before she went to bed and told her I as probably going to be waking her up in a little while(about 9:00)so she could see the people sticking the birds in our yard. Well time passed and still no sign of the birds, so I went to bed.(10:00)) I was doing my devotion when my dad comes in from umpiring a softball game and says,"Y'all are not very good. There's a bunch of birds in our yard." I ran outside thinking he was playing, but I saw the flamingoes. Apparently, the car we had seen earlier was in fact the college & carrer. (Someone was probably picking up the people who actually flamingoed us) I was dumbfounded. "How could I miss them!!!" I thought."It seems like there was no way I wasn't going to catch them, but the college and career group is quick. I will let them have that. It was like my dreams of taking pictures of the culprits were crushed, sprinkled on the ground, made into mud, put in a hole, and crushed some more. (sorry I'm a little over dramatic.lol). So. that's my story of how pitiful I am. The worst part is that my mom was laughing at me just because I didn't catch them in the act!! She knows I wanted it soooo bad!

Before

2007-05-06T12:20:00.000-06:00

This is my cat, Dusty. He was hit by a car, so we took him to the vet and were told that he was to be kept inside for ninety days due to a broken pelvis. My mom said she felt bad because he had an appointment to be shaved in a couple of weeks.(We shave him every summer due to the heat.) The vet offered to shave him but warned it would'nt be anything pretty. My mom accepted the offer because Dusty is always ugly after he is shaved. ( He usually has a buzz cut type thing.) This picture was taken before Dusty was shaved, so he's pretty here, but in the next post he's... well see for yourself.

After

2007-05-06T12:17:00.000-06:00

This is Dusty after the accident. As you can see, this is no buzz cut! He was shaved completely bald!(except feet, head, and tail.) If you ask me, He is the UGLIEST cat I've ever seen!

Things to Think About

2007-05-04T20:31:00.000-06:00

These are just some facts and my thoughts about them.

A human being loses an average of 40 to 100 strands of hair a day.That's a lot of hair and the amazing thing is that God Knows the exact number of hair on each of our heads!
Every person has a unique tongue print. Only God could make that possible!
Fingerprints serve a function - they provide traction for the fingers to grasp things. Everything God creates has a purpose!
It takes 17 muscles to smile --- 43 to frown. God says be joyful, so go ahead. Laugh till your stomach hurts!
The left lung is smaller than the right lung to make room for the heart. God's awesome provision once again!

These are just a few facts that prove there is a Creator. I mean, I don't think such detail in our bodies could be just random coincidences!

Real Teens

2007-05-01T19:48:00.000-06:00

I've seen the "Real Mums" thing, and since I am not a mom I thought I would create one about teens.

A real teen isn't afraid to admit that she occasionally watches little kid shows (Winnie the Pooh, Arthur, Mr. Rodgers,etc.) just because it brings back memories.

A real teen knows it's ok to act spastic every once in a while.

A real teen wants to grow up but also wants to stay a kid forever.

A real teen has friends a least two years older and at least two years younger than herself.

A real teen sometimes cries without a reason and knows that it's ok.

A real teen knows that younger kids are watching her and tries her best to be a good example.

A real teen gets angry at her parents and refuses to talk to them, but five miutes later when she can't find something, she forgets about the whole "not talking" thing.

A real teen gets sooo excited over the smallest things.

A real teen says she is bored, but is suddenly having fun when Mom suggests a chore to break the boredom.

A real teen messes up. - a lot.

A real teen spends time with God on a daily basis.

A real teen actually likes going to church and hangs out with her youth group more than she hangs out with friends from school.

A real teen cherishes her grandparents- even though they get on her last nerve sometimes.

A real teen hates chores, but knows she has to do them if she wants to go to youth that week.

A real teen's room is almost never clean.

A Really Sweet Song

2007-04-29T14:52:00.000-06:00

These are the lyrics to a song by Nichole Nordeman called "I Am". It is a daughter speaking to her mom and then to God. It is beautiful.

Pencil marks on a wall
I wasn't always this tall,
You scattered some monsters from beneath my bed,
You watched my team win,
You watched my team lose,
You watched when my bicycle went down again,
And When I was weak unable to speak,
still I could call You by name,
and I said “Elbow healer, Superhero,
come if You can,”
and You said “I am”

Only 16, life is so mean, what kind of curfew is at ten PM
You saw my mistakes, You watched my heart break
Heard when I swore I’d never love again
When I was weak, unable to speak,
still I could call You by name,
and I said “Heart-ache Healer, Secret-keeper,
be my Best Friend” and You said “I am”

You saw me wear white, by pale candlelight,
I said forever to what lies ahead
two kids and a dream,with kids that can scream
too much it might seem when it’s two AM
When I am weak, unable to speak,
still I will call You by name. “Oh Shepherd, Savior, Pasture-maker,
hold on to my hand,” and You say “I am.”

The winds of change,
And circumstance blow in and all around
us so we find a foothold that’s familiar,
And bless the moments that we feel You nearer
Life had begun, I was woven and spun,
You let the angels dance around the throne, who can say when,
But they’ll dance again, when I am free and finally headed home
I will be weak, unable to speak,
still I will call You by name “Creator, Maker, Life-sustainer,
Comforter, Healer, My Redeemer,
Lord and King, Beginning and
the End, I am, yes, I am.”

God's Promise (cont.)

2007-04-24T19:02:00.000-06:00

What have we learned so far? We are like Mout Zion beacause:
(1.) Mount Zion describes God and we should describe God
(2.) Mount Zion is a dwelling place of God and so are we.
(3.) God loves Mount Zion just as He loves us.

(4.) God worked on Mount Zion. Isaiah 10:12a says, "When the Lord has finished all His work against Mount Zion and Jerusalem, he will say..." We are like Mount Zion because God works in each and everyone of us daily. God is the "pilot" of our lives when (and only when) we put our full trust in Him. My pastor, Bro. Ray, said one time that he sees all those bumper stickers that say "God is my copilot," but he feels bad for those people because they have it backwards. God should be the pilot and He should be in control. We should be the copilot and should work alongside God's plans and directions, not the other way around. Anyway, back to the message. God has a specific plan for each of us and is working in us at this very moment to fufill that plan! Isn't it awesome to know that God has a specific and unique plan for each person? Also, He has a specific "strategy" to make that plan come true. Sometimes we may stray away from this strategy and go in our own directions, but God will ALWAYS direct us back to the right path- and back to His plan, if only we're willing to accept His correction.

(5.) God fights for Mount Zion. "... so the Lord Almighty will come down to do battle on Mount Zion and on its heights." (Isaiah 31:4b) We are like Mount Zion because God fights for us. When we are weak, when we feel all is lost, when we need healing, and when we just can't fight anymore and have given up, God fights for us! God is on our team. Let's make all this a little more personal. Let's say, " When I am weak, when I feel all is lost, When I need healing, when I just can't fight anymore and have given up, God fights for me!" He fights against all temtation, grief, illness,brokenness, discomfort, sin, fear, hopelessness, depression, and many others. And He doesn't just fight, He wins!!!!" In Him we are more than conquerers!(Romans 8:37)

God promises us that we are like Mount Zion. However in order to recieve this promise, we must put our complete faith and trust in Him as our personal Savior and Lord!

God's Promise

2007-04-23T14:46:00.000-06:00

At youth last week, we began a three or four- week study of Psalm 125. We focused on verse one which says:
"Those who trust in the Lord are like Mount Zion, which cannot be shaken but endures forever."(NIV)

Bro. Josh said that he could look at that verse and say, " Ok that's cool, but whats the big deal? I'm like Mount Zion. Wooo hooooo!" because he didn't know anything about Mount Zion, as many people don't. But in order to fully understand this verse we looked at different examples of what Mount Zion was and what it meant to God. We also looked at how we are like Mount Zion. Here are some of my notes along with my additions:

(1.) Isaiah 18:7 says, "... the gifts will be brought to Mount Zion, the place of the Name of the Lord Almighty." This means that Mount Zion describes God. As Christians, we should "describe" God. People should be able to look at us and see God. We should be examples or descriptions of God. That is one way we are like Mount Zion.

(2.) Mount Zion is a dwelling place of God. Psalm 74 :2 says, "Remember the people you purchased of old, the tribe of your inheritance, whom you redeemed-Mount Zion where you dwelt." We are like Mount Zion because we should be a dwelling place for God. Not only that, we should be a clean, pure dwelling place for God. God is always there. If we will remember that, it would change the way we act and live sometimes. Also, when we trust in God, He dwells with and in us.

(3.) God loves Mount Zion. "But He chose the tribe of Judah, Mount Zion which He loved."( Psalm 78:68) We, like Mount Zion, are loved by God. We have all heard the phrase "Jesus loves You." a million times, ever since we were little kids singing the song. But have we really thought about it? We sin daily, even hourly, but Jesus still loves us. He sees all we do and all we'll ever do, yet He loves us unconditionally! We do not and never will deserve His infinite love! He loves us enough to willingly die on a cross just for our salvation from sin. If you were the only person on the earth, He would've died just for you. If I were the only person on earth, He would have died just for me! All because He loves us that much. My grandparents have have a plaque that says, "I asked Jesus,' How much do you love me?'
'This much,' He answered and He stretched out His arms and died. "
Isn't that an awesome plaque?! Bro. Josh talked about how he loves his wife and kids so much that he would die for them, but I'm guessing that he wouldn't die for someone he had never met- epecially if it was taking the place of their punishment. (death) However, Jesus did that. He was perfect and had never sinnned, but He chose to die for us! He took our place. Each and every one of us would be doomed to permanent torture in Hell if He wouldn' t have died. But He loved us enough to give us a way to live with Him in paradise instead of torment!

to be continued

"I"

2007-04-14T18:45:00.000-06:00

I realized how many stupid times a day I use the word "I" and probably all I ever do is think about myself. How lame is that when there is like 7 billion other people out there one the planet. But then I thought " If I cared about the other 7 billon out there, instead of just me, that's probably a much better use of my time.

I know. I know. It's from Princess Diaries, but it's good and it sure does apply to me!

Faith

2007-04-13T19:38:00.000-06:00

I was at church today for a fundraiser. We were selling jambalaya dinners. At the end, we had about sixty dinners left over. We put the food in the refridgerator for later use and put the trash in the incinerator. As I was watching the flames come out of the top, I thought about what it must have felt like when Shadrach, Meshach, and Abed-Nego were told they were going to be thrown in a furnace. The furnace was just like the incinerator, but it was much much bigger and way, way, way hotter. If I were told I was going to be thrown into that, I would be terrified! However, Shadrach, Meshach, and Abed-Nego had faith that God would protect them in that fire and they would survive. That is some pretty stong faith! If I even had a little bit of that faith, it would be AMAZING! All this made me think about this: "Do I have enough faith to say God to protect me and watch over me no matter what or do I not trust Him enough?"

faith-confidence or trust in a person or thing or the trust in God and in His promises as made through Christ and Scriptures by which humans are justified or saved

Think about those definitions. Do we have confidence and trust in God and His promises or do we doubt when we definitely shouldn't?

Dear God,
Help me to have faith in you always. I want to be like Shadrach, Meshach, and Abed-Nego. I want my faith to be super strong. Let me be an example to those around me because of my faith. I love You, God! Help my faith grow!
Love, Taylor

Questions

2007-04-13T18:19:00.000-06:00

1. What time is it? 7:44 pm
2. What was the last film you saw at the cinema? Are We Done Yet?
3. Diamonds or pearls? Diamonds
4. What is your favorite tv show? Full House, Cosby Show
5. What did you have for breakfast? a honeybun
6. What is your middle name? Kathleen
7. What is your favorite cuisine? anything my maw maw cooks
8. What foods do you dislike? fish of any kind( except sardines lol) and venison
9. What are your favorite chips? Cool Ranch Doritos
10.What is your favorite cd at the moment? See the Morning, Glory Revealed, WOW 2007
11.Favorite sandwich? ham and cheese on toasted bread and warmed up in the microwave
13.What are characteristics you can't stand? know it all, untruthful
14.What are your favorite clothes? jeans, a collared shirt, and flip flops or crocs
15.If you could go anywhere on vacation, where would you go? somewhere with beautiful scenery( doesn't that really narrow it down?)
16.Favorite time of day? six..ish(pm) and late at night
17.Where were you born? Hammond, La
18.What is your favorite sport to watch? I don't like to watch sports
19.Coke or Pepsi? neither
20.Beavers or ducks? ducks
21.Are you a morning person or night owl? definitely a night owl
22.Pedicure or manicure? pedicure
23.What did you want to be when you were little? don't know, but since I am only 13, I guess that counts... so I would like to be an author
24.What is your best childhood memory? don't really have a best, but the worst was breaking my two front teeth. On vacation!
25.Ever been to Africa? no
26.Ever been toilet papering? no, but I have come close. Just give it a little while.
27.Been in a car accident? yea, but it wasn't serious and it was right in front of our driveway

28.Favorite day of the Week? Thursday, Wednesday, Saturday, Sunday
29.Favorite Restaurant? I like Chinese and Mexican restaurants
30.Favorite flower? don't have one
31.Favorite ice- cream? anything with cheesecake in the name
32.Favorite fast food restaurant? Smoothie King, Wendy's
33.From whom did you get your last email? my friend, Brittany
34.Which store would you choose to max- out your credit card? Don't have a credit card
35.Last person you went to dinner with? a group of my youth group friends
36.What are you listening to right now? all of theChristian songs on my ipod.
37.What is your favorite color? purple, hot pink, lime green
38.How many tatoos do you have? none and don't plan on getting one. Ever!
39.How many are you sending this email to? none
40.Favorite magazine? American Girl
41.Coffee or tea? Tea- especially if it's extra, extra sweet.
42.Do you tan easily or burn easily? neither, really. I do freckle easily though.
43.Do you color your hair? no
44.How many times did you fail your drivers' test? not there yet
45.What is your most dreaded household chore? cleaning my room
46.Do you like life? the majority of the time
47.Is there anyone you just can't stand? sometimes, it usually depends if I am in a go0d or bad mood.
48.Are you anxious about tomorrow? not usually

Sesame Street

2007-04-12T15:54:00.000-06:00

This Is the result of my Sesame Street personality quiz:

You Are Big Bird

Talented, smart, and friendly... you're also one of the sanest people around.

You are usually feeling: Happy. From riding a unicycle to writing poetry, you have plenty of hobbies to keep you busy.

You are famous for: Being a friend to everyone. Even the grumpiest person gets along with you.

How you life your life: Joyfully. "Super. Duper. Flooper."

The Sesame Street Personality Quiz

Quotes

2007-04-12T15:31:00.000-06:00

I absolutely LOVE quotes! Here are some of my favorites.

"We could learn a lot from crayons: some are sharp, some are pretty, some are dull, some have weird names, and all are different colors...But they all exist very nicely in the same box."

"God will never treat you as less than His child."- Susie Shellenberger

"What often seems a coincidince to us is divine provision from God Almighty."-Susie Shellenberger

"Keep trying no matter how hard it seems. It will get easier."

"Enjoy life today. Yesterday is gone and tomorrow may never come."

"When the going gets tough, the tough go to Jesus!"- Joshua Spinks

"God never starts something He doesn't intend to finish."- Ryan Church

Blessings

2007-04-11T20:00:00.000-06:00

I was just thinking about how many blessings I recieve that I just take for granted and hardly notice. I mean, how many times a day does something good happen to me and I don't take the time to simply say, "Thank you, God" And sometimes, I'm so focused on the bad day I am having, I don't think about all the good days that I've had. I have started recording all my blessings(big or small) in a notebook that I call my blessing notebook. Now, when I am having a bad day or I think I haven't been blessed in a while, a look through the notebook and realize that I've been blessed way way more than I'll ever deserve! It helps me to be more thankful for the small things that I usually take for granted. I encourage you to start a blessing notebook of your own! It will really help.

Misc. Pictures

2007-04-11T19:52:00.001-06:00

A little More About Me

2007-04-10T19:33:00.000-06:00

Eye Color: brown
Hair Color: brown
Height: 5'1"
Favorite Color: purple
Screen Name: precioustaylor01
Favorite Band: Reliant K, TobyMac, Chris Tomlin
Favorite Movie: to many to choose from
Favorite TV Show: Full House, The Cosby Show, That's so Raven
Your Car: van
Your Hometown: somewhere
Your Present Town: somewhere
Your Crush's First Name: don't have a crush
Your Grade: 30000
Your Style: don't know

...Have You Ever...

Sat on your rooftop? no
Kissed someone in the rain? no
Danced in a public place? yes
Smiled for no reason? duh
Laughed so hard you cried? oh yeah
Peed your pants after age 8? no way
Written a song? kinda
Sang to someone for no reason? maybe
Performed on a stage? yea tons of times
Talked to someone you don't knowyes
Made out in a theater? no no no and again NO!
Gone roller skating since 8th grade? don't know
Been in love? no

...Can You...

Write with both hands? ummm no
Whistle? yes
Blow a bubble? yes
Roll your tongue? yes
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