Hey ya'll.
A good friend has called it to my attention that in my last post, I sounded really discontent. With life in Florida. I was basically a whining, ungrateful hoser. (they didn't say it quite like that but they could've). So, please forgive me for whining and being discontent. Thanks. Apologies always look a little awkward in writing. But "I'm sorry" isn't really appropiate when you've sinned.
I really am grateful I live in Florida. Most of the time. I do wish it wasn't quite so flat, but that I can blame on 6 summers spent in NC. I can't say I appreciate humidity, but I'm glad that we dont have the constant dry winds of wyoming. Reasons I'm glad I live in florida:
1)the atlantic ocean
2)good friends
3)a ballet studio that seeks to glorfy God
4)the hills--it is hilly out here in west fl, believe it or no.
5)the chance to plant a new church
6)sunshine in winter
7)oranges, strawberries, and other things that grow here
8)the beach
9)being a day or 2's drive from NC and VA
10)the 50degree cold front that came through:)
I wasn't going to post today, but felt that was called for.
HEY the stars will be bright and sparkly cause of the cold. :)

~out is dams~


it's not snowing

"What? No snow in florida?"
"Nope. 'fraid not".
"Gosh. Don't you know it's snowing everywhere else?"
"Still not snowing. Ever."
"NEVER? What kind of state are you??!!"
"uuuhh good question...I think we're oranges and sunshine".
"Hey, that sounds nice."
*snort of derision* "if you consider sweating in Nov. to be good..."
It's snowing in New York, Canada, and I expect a phone call from my cousins telling me that it's snowing in Ashburn, VA...ok i just said that cause it sounded good. i actually have no idea what VA weather is right now.
Well, it's that time of year again. Annual shin splints. They're not bad. I can still dance. I don't mind them so much cause I read more while I'm icing them. The only problem is I'm supposed to do RICE. rest is not an option. but i do "vegetable therapy" as mum says. (frozen peas or corn work well. better than ice. ice is annoyingly messy. it insists on melting). Lauren. Pray for her cause she was sick. Is she better? Is she playing tonight? There were TRA b-ball games but I couldn't go.

I'm hungry. really hungry. made spicy white chili for dinner. it was good except NEVER WIPE YOUR EYES WHEN YOU'RE CHOPPING ONION! (it's like getting bleach in your eye. yes that's from experiance.) the biscuits burned. must be a hard choice as a mom: teaching your children how not to kill each other or keeping dinner from burning. In parting, I agree with Danny Jones: "There is on such thing as normal".


something meaningful

"Our hope in Christ for the future is the mainspring and the mainstay of our joy here. It will animate our hearts to think often of heaven, for all that we can desire is promised there. Here we are weary and toil worn, but yonder is the land of rest where the sweat of labour shall no more bedew the workers brow, and fatigue shall be forever banished. To those who are weary and spent, the word of "rest" is full of heaven. We are always in the field of battle; we are so tempted within, that we have little or no peace; but in heaven we shall enjoy the victory, where the banner shall be waved aloft in triumph, and the shword shall be shetatehd, and we shal hera our Captain say, "Well done, good and faithful servant." We have sufferd bereavement...but we are going to the land of the immortal where graves are unknown things. Here sin is a constant grief to us, but there we shall be perfectly holy, for there shall by no means enter into that kingdom anything which defileth. Oh! is it not joy, that you are not to be in banishment for ever, that you are not to dwell eternally in this wilderness, but shall soon inhereit Canaan? Nevertheless let it be never said of us, that we are dreaming about the future and forgetting the present, let the future sanctify the present to hightest uses. Through the Spirit of God the hope of heaven is the most potent force for the product of virtue; it is a fountain of joyous effort, it is the corner stone of cheerful holiness. "
~the late great Charles Spurgeon.


have a good thanksgiving...

today is the american thanksgiving holiday. i'm waiting for my parents to get ready and then we'll go up to apopka to my dad's mom& stepdad's house. (they're the wyoming relatives but they come down here nov.-april). So happy thanksgiving ya'll...
what's thanksgiving like in canada? just curious...like why do you even have one? no pilgrims...how can you be thankful?
down here we eat alot of food, watch football, play football, track dirt in the house, get together with all of your relatives and have a blast talking too loud and laughing at eachother. And if you're Christians, then hopefully you take some time to thank God for the blessings He's given you, and maybe thank some people. This year I'm thankful for alot of friendships didn't have last year: like the Sczebels and Cairneys in Canada, the Cornfields in Corning, New York; and others I've met here in Fl.



Hahaha!! Oh the power!!

It is I, the Beksta! no, i did not hack onto Merry's blog. i have full permission. i'm at her house. i actually got to spend the night. i think it has been at least 5 months. wow. anyways. last night was really cool cuz we had the first eVeR Grace "Count your Blessings" cookout. there was this really cool old railroad and we ventured down it in the dark. it was hard to see without a flashlight, and we could see someone with flashlights up ahead. we didn't want them to see us so we ducked off the tracks, through the brush and onto a glen. then we found way back up (although, it wasn't a path and, as usual, since i am the tallest and i went first, i found all the spider webs.) then we hid behind the bushes and waited for the kids to come. we thought it was Joe and Fe, but it was some other kids. they didn't see us for a while and then they stopped when their flashlights caught our crouching forms in the dark. haha. we kinda scared em. thankfully they weren't that young, otherwise we would've gotten a talking to from concerned parents who don't like big kids scaring their precious ones. after persuading the little guys that we didn't need them to come with us (although they wouldn't give us a flashlight) we continued on our way until we decided we should go back or get lost or kidnapped or trip on the ties and die.

i got to read Merry's Canada journal while she did school and she showed me all the Canada pics on her computer. funfunfun. we filmed the cookout yesterday, a little. mostly of Dams taping herself in the car. ok. nevermind. she didn't. now she is correcting my spelling. what does she know, that dsylexic freak. i am only dissing her cuz shes reading while i write- i mean type (another correction). now she is laughing Dr. Pepper up her nose. i don't know what else to type. i want food now, so maybe i will let the dorkmatic idiocrat post on my blog. toodles.

so guess what? i have a secret! and to find out what it is, you have to read what Dams posts on MY blog. http://foreverachildatheart.blogspot.com


Remembrance Day (bc)// Veterans Day (usa)

D is currently buried under a pile of photos, so she asked me to type the following poem in honor of the day and the men who died to free the world from tyranny. Written by Canadian physician John McCrae.

In Flanders Fields

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead.
Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.


chaos and grace

life in reverse is extremely hectic right now. i eat, do school, drive, babysit, dance, eat, do school, drive, dance, help my dad edit....sometimes i sleep too.
I was asked sunday to do a photo board for the canada booth at mission:x reunion. If any of you e-teamers have photo albums or anything like bring 'em early and we'll put them on the canada table. i'll probably do the actual assembly sat. morning so i can spread everthing out on my bedroom floor and work. i usually lay everything out, re-arrange it, rearrange some more, decide to do it completely different...i'm not very organized. i got oh-so-cool sharpies today to use b/c the only board they had was black. i wanted to paint a white one w/ red to make the canadian flag. YES there will be pics of canadains. and my "washed" car is going to be on there too. :) i was given all the poetic license i want. i love when people tell me to be creative. muahaha i get to put anything i want up...
i think i will be home friday night. that is the only night out of 7 days i am actually home...for 3weeks. crazy.
Our company peforms at a fundraiser NEXT WEDNESDAY!! yikes. we're not ready. but it's for mentally handicapped kids. we might be allowed to pray with them after, so that'll be cool. when i visit surrey as soon as God and money say yes--before 2010--we'll have to go see all that jazz. and i want to go to cresent bay at night. and ride the jeep named betsy. haha.

unbelievable...a comment by a real live pomegranate....haha.

~~out~~ thanking God for the gift of sleep and his presence and grace and strenght is



'how aboat vancouver'

can i talk 'aboat' it? oh yikes i could go on foreverandever aboat it. surrey bc is in my head and crossway community church in particualar. *sigh* i miss those hosers. so why not Vancouver? No reason. I can't think of a bad one. why didn't i say that in my last post? oh i remember...
I was not about to give annoying *people* the satisfaction of knowing their evil plot to make floridians move north is working... haha. I have a confession to make. When my fam was in Maine this May ((seems random but bear with)) I thought "I could almost live here. But too cloudy; and I'd miss my friends too much". In Canada, when I saw Whycliffe Park I thought "I could SO live here." Wednesday when I saw the sunset over the Pacific Ocean I decided "I'm moving". It's all up to God. I admit it'd be hard to leave Metro. Yet I'm leaving in 3mons anyway. When I move I'm stealing Beks. Or not. She'll say "how fast are you speeding" every 10 miles. (haha she never says "are you" but "how fast") OOOHH STINK!! holy crepe i can't believe i said that. sound like quiche lorraine:) java java java... random memories of canada:
1) never any overhead damage in pat sczebel's 'girl' van. only cooler damage.
2) aly & i laughing so hard we could hardly walk as i literally carried asleep lauren up the front steps.
3) U2 and coldplay. best ever
4) chocolate and starbucks-- strawberry lemonadas don't make good breakfasts
5)amber's lights haha
6)taking michelle gagnon home: "smells like sears!" "you're right! it does smell like sears!"
7)pat almost running stephen over with the gutless wonder

8)adam is captain of the guard. and i never had to see a scary house again.
9) *big noses* !!
10) blowing ballons up with smarties. hope some of my flying smartie footage stays in.



go annoy beksta

everyone's favorite floridian beksta has a blog now. go say hi or something. unless you're a hoser. it's a hoser-free blog.

here it is: http://foreverachildatheart.blogspot.com/

i have to leave to babysit. my girls. they are so precious. i babysit them every wednesday. i love having an almost-fam-member relationship with them. except in church alyssa runs up and slams into me to give me a hug..i almost fall over if i'm wearing unstableish shoes.
this is my shortest post ever. so i'll dedicate it to those of you who have a hard time reading my long ones. i can think of 3. have fun.

read psalm 91. excellent.

over and out