SO I was thinking today on the bus...
Why were there ancient egyptians in egypt and what was their purpose....????
well then I heard a conversation in front of me and It got me thinking....
Maybe there were ancient civiliztions in the world to provide tourisim to places in the world where there isn't really anything else spectacular(i mean that very Very loosly. but anyways I think the ancient egyptians were there provide a way of life to the people here... like the fact that most of their econmy is based on tourism without the pyramids and temples what do they have here??.....the disguting Nile....I bet Katelynn and Steph can atest to this since they are on a cruise onit now and it really is pretty gross...I love you guys lots and one more thing....
HAPPY EASTER!!!!!!!
(P.S the driving here is about 15 times worse than in mexico and the men are like millions of times worse here)
Sunday, March 23, 2008
Friday, March 21, 2008
I'm sorry
I can’t believe it.
It’s so amazing.
My mind is confused by its beauty.
How did you stand Jesus?
When the world did nothing.
When all hope was gone.
When your Father fully abandoned you.
When it was your turn to stand.
When you took on every sin, every heaviness, every pain, every sorrow, every evil, every injustice, every broken heart, every judgement passed, every tear shed, every knife plunged, every fear, every shout that caused one to be lost.
I think of myself and am ashamed of my weakeness.
You were human yet you took on every evil.
The one that gave you strength could no longer be with you
Because of the evil you took on.
You were alone.
I can’t imagine the pain and emptiness of such aloneness.
I’m sorry I wasn’t there to hold the cross for you.
I’m sorry that I was too caught up in being the voice in the crowd that mocked you.
Forgive you for mocking you still.
You stood alone
Your father could no longer give you strength
He could no longer be near you
Because of the evil you took on.
Because of the evil that I clothed you in.
I know my hands were there as the cloak was drapped around your shoulders.
I know that my finger was pricked in making a crown of injustice that would sit on your head. Did my heart know then that you were my king?
I am pained by whatever pain I caused you.
I’m sorry.
I know those words mean nothing.
But I’m speechless and my heart’s cry can find only the words:
I’m sorry.
You were human.
I think that I have been good.
Then the arrow pierces deep inside my heart.
The arrow that bellows of the fact that I am the worst of sinners.
I am no less guilty to the one who swung the hammer that plunged the nail in deeper. I know my hand was there also giving the arm that swung the hammer my strength. Pushing the nail deeper until pain was no longer- just numbness. Just an ache that my heart, the heart of your daughter, the one you love, chose to swing the hammer.
I’m sorry.
Why would you do it?
I will never possess the power to understand even a fraction of why all that pain was suffered for the one inflicting the pain.
Why would you do it?
I’m not even worth one scar.
Why would you do it?
Was my face in your mind?
Why would you do it?
My face is not worth a single whip.
I’m sorry, Jesus.
I'm sorry Precious one
I’m sorry for what they did to you.
I’m sorry for what I am doing to you.
I’m sorry.
It’s so amazing.
My mind is confused by its beauty.
How did you stand Jesus?
When the world did nothing.
When all hope was gone.
When your Father fully abandoned you.
When it was your turn to stand.
When you took on every sin, every heaviness, every pain, every sorrow, every evil, every injustice, every broken heart, every judgement passed, every tear shed, every knife plunged, every fear, every shout that caused one to be lost.
I think of myself and am ashamed of my weakeness.
You were human yet you took on every evil.
The one that gave you strength could no longer be with you
Because of the evil you took on.
You were alone.
I can’t imagine the pain and emptiness of such aloneness.
I’m sorry I wasn’t there to hold the cross for you.
I’m sorry that I was too caught up in being the voice in the crowd that mocked you.
Forgive you for mocking you still.
You stood alone
Your father could no longer give you strength
He could no longer be near you
Because of the evil you took on.
Because of the evil that I clothed you in.
I know my hands were there as the cloak was drapped around your shoulders.
I know that my finger was pricked in making a crown of injustice that would sit on your head. Did my heart know then that you were my king?
I am pained by whatever pain I caused you.
I’m sorry.
I know those words mean nothing.
But I’m speechless and my heart’s cry can find only the words:
I’m sorry.
You were human.
I think that I have been good.
Then the arrow pierces deep inside my heart.
The arrow that bellows of the fact that I am the worst of sinners.
I am no less guilty to the one who swung the hammer that plunged the nail in deeper. I know my hand was there also giving the arm that swung the hammer my strength. Pushing the nail deeper until pain was no longer- just numbness. Just an ache that my heart, the heart of your daughter, the one you love, chose to swing the hammer.
I’m sorry.
Why would you do it?
I will never possess the power to understand even a fraction of why all that pain was suffered for the one inflicting the pain.
Why would you do it?
I’m not even worth one scar.
Why would you do it?
Was my face in your mind?
Why would you do it?
My face is not worth a single whip.
I’m sorry, Jesus.
I'm sorry Precious one
I’m sorry for what they did to you.
I’m sorry for what I am doing to you.
I’m sorry.
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
I agree
Okay, so, mylandra's in Egypt which is really cool- but i'm really jealous about...
my parent's got rid of the van and bought a new car and i didn't even know about it until i saw a strange car parked in our drive-way. trent has a really cool new bunnyhug- seriosuly, i hope he wears it on friday so you guys can see it- its tremendous! (good word)
i'm getting mad at my law class cause we always have debates that somehow lead to how christianity has brain-washed our culture and we all need to free ourselves from such an unliberal culture. grrr. seriously that smart guy was right about post-modernism being everywhere in our culture. the enemy was really smart in creating such a thought in our minds. grrr. anyhoo, it would really honor me if you guys could pray that i would remain strong in my faith and be willing to have courage and speak the truth in love. thanks- love you.
my parent's got rid of the van and bought a new car and i didn't even know about it until i saw a strange car parked in our drive-way. trent has a really cool new bunnyhug- seriosuly, i hope he wears it on friday so you guys can see it- its tremendous! (good word)
i'm getting mad at my law class cause we always have debates that somehow lead to how christianity has brain-washed our culture and we all need to free ourselves from such an unliberal culture. grrr. seriously that smart guy was right about post-modernism being everywhere in our culture. the enemy was really smart in creating such a thought in our minds. grrr. anyhoo, it would really honor me if you guys could pray that i would remain strong in my faith and be willing to have courage and speak the truth in love. thanks- love you.
Oops!
i just realized i made a typo. it's WRITE not RIGHT. Sorry.....it was bothering me. just so you know i'm not an idiot. i'm weird....but not an idiot.
Where has everybody gone?
Okay so here's the thing that really bothers me. All of us girls from the mexico team used to be tight, we still are but we never hang out all together anymore and that SUCKS! i'm sorry but i miss you guys and i find it really sad that none of us (including myself) ever right on the blog anymore. i don't know what's goin on wit you guys, whats happening in your lives. well some of you i do...sort of....but before we used to right stuff on the blog about what exciting things were happening for us or what we needed prayer for. and we need to hang out ALL OF US! we NEED to be a team still, the mexico girls team. i mean seriously girls.... think about it.....WE NEED EACH OTHER and i wanna be great friends with all of you for a very long time. Relationships of any kind need to be given effort and they need to be nurtured. I don't want to run into you girls at church five years from now and not have anything to say to you because we never talk. so let's all make an effort to hang out more often and keep each other posted on....life. I'll go first.....well... i would...except i have nothing exciting what so ever going on in my pathetic little life. Umm....i'm buying a canoe and that makes me happy. Other than that i got nothin. So.....what's goin on with you girls? You should all write a little something this week or talk to me on friday at the pancake breakfast or...sometime this week...TALK TO ME! and all the other girls. I LOVE YOU GIRLS and i don't want us to drift apart. When you read this i challenge every single one of you to write something about your week...something good....something bad.....something sad....something dull...something lifechanging or profound. Come on i know you can do it. I dare ya!
Thursday, March 13, 2008
Canoe Trip?
Hey does anyone wanna go on a canoe trip with me this summer? I think we should plan a canoe trip. Why? Because it would be fun. Thats why. So who's in?
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