“the less forgivable the act, the more it must be forgiven. The less lovable a person is, the more you must find the means to love them”—a nun who ministers to deathrow inmates [learned about her in psych today]
So I came home from hanging out with a guy friend, to which my mom saw me sitting in his car in the driveway. I’d been sitting there not too long cuz we were finishing up our conversation, and when I got inside she gave me this lecture about not liking me sitting in his car like that. She said it was not appropriate for a lady.
Will someone please explain to me why this is wrong?
Oh this has gotta be the good life, this has gotta be the good life The good, good life
My summer has been filled with more richness than i could ever have asked for.
Basileia. It was the first time I heard God’s voice directly telling me what the next step was. I prayed long and hard while I was there, and I finally figured out the next step in my life. Decided I would return to Stony and lead a small group and…yeah. I had been anxious about going, but in the end i’m overjoyed that I went.
VBS. As frustrating as it was sometimes, It was great to serve with drama again. We had so many new people that the four veterans were nervous, but it all played out quite nicely. We even had spare time to hang with the kids. This year’s vbs went by so fast, and yet I feel like this was one of the best ones yet.
Power camp. Having had hardworking girls last year, it was frustrating to see the laziness in this year’s set of campers. Nevertheless, I loved working with them. I had the privilege to be a huddle leader for the older girls, ages 12-13. This year’s camp was blessed with over 200 campers, a few of which have been lead to Christ. It was also a blessing to see my sister be asst. Director.
DRAMA <3 It was an honor to be able to serve with my younger brothers and sisters again. There are no words to express how proud I am of the growth of this team. I was nervous at first, and felt awkward when the summer started. Now, I wish I’d been there more often. [I will post more about drama later.]
Seeing my TX family again. It’s funny how you don’t realize how much you miss someone until you actually see them. My grandfather is doing better, able to walk around and things like that. I’m happy that he’s still around.
I couldn’t have asked for a better summer and now it’s time to move back to school. This really has got to be the good life.
You guys were incredible. I only ever hear good things about you guys. I’ve missed being able to serve with you guys.
Go on to college and do great things. You guys are gonna be pretty scattered: North Carolina, New Jersey, Maryland, New York, Penn…I’m excited for you guys.
There isn’t much for me to say that I haven’t already said to you individually or in your SSO cards. But I will say this. I was always glad I skipped a grade since at school, the class of 2011 was so annoying (poor Jen). After having heard senior sermons and reflected on my own years in TG with you guys, I really wish I hadn’t skipped a grade so that I could have been a part of your class.
It’s quite annoying to look at tumblr now. How people will only follow the “pretty girls” how every single reblogged picture doesn’t mean so much anymore. I blog about the way I feel and yes, I will throw in pictures of things I want and things on my mind. I love all 700+ I have. However, even I had 7 I would still be grateful that someone out there is listening. I hate the new generation of tumblr.
PREACH IT GIRL!
Honestly, I don’t even need followers. It’s just nice to know that someone, at least one person, cares about what I have to say.
“I think that body image problems happen when we place our significance and our identity in our external bodies and what man thinks of us. The answer is not to stop caring at all, but to remember that your identity, your significance, your worth is found in what Christ has done and that He had redeemed you.”—Carolyn Tong <3