Last night me and Abby were getting ready to go to bed at around 11:15 and we went into the bathroom to brush our teeth and discovered the toothpaste squirted in a pile on the counter. There was a wad of blue gum at the bottom of the toilet and my new nail polish painted on the white sink. And a cork jammed into the drain. But strangely enough, there was no toothpaste bottle or nail polish and our shampoo and body wash were missing out of the bathtub. We went into our room and found my purse strewn out across the floor with a bunch of candy wrappers mixed in. I go to put the fan in the window because it was stinking hot yesterday and the bottom corner is pushed open. Lo and behold there is our shampoo, our toothpaste, the nail polish as well as all of Emma's jewelry on the roof and on the driveway below. *Sigh* Little brothers.
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I turned in my SPARK writing piece in. I highly doubt that I will win, but you can always hope, right? It was fun to write though, even if I don't win.
I think I've finally gotten past my writer's block on Taken. Finally! I feel so free. It's so weird how anxious you feel when you have nothing to write.
The Bible has such a good plot. Ever stop to think about that?
It starts with God, an eternal, omniscient, all-powerful being. He has an inspiration and makes a living, breathing masterpiece. Man has perfect harmony with God, but through their actions, they are separated from God, and a barrier is formed between them, and since God has no fault, he can't look upon sin. But because he misses that connection he used to have with man, he sets down rules to mend the rift between them. Yet, they don't always follow those rules so the barrier between them is always there, so he gives them a way to become blameless. To sacrifice something else in their place. Something innocent. So, in order to have a relationship with God again, they sacrifice a perfect lamb to regain that harmony. Humans live for years this way, sinning and then sacrificing a lamb in their place. But the connection isn't perfect, because it's always being broken. So, finally, God gives up what's close to his heart, his innocent son, a perfect lamb, to go and be the sacrifice for all of mankind to close that rift once and for all. And as Jesus is the grave, he takes the keys of death and rescues those who were unable to live perfect lives earlier and were willing to repent. And at the end, he raises back to life, victorious. God is good at plot development. Just saying. I prayed with four five-year-olds today who wanted accept Jesus. Congratulations Sara, Broden, Maya, Pammy and Raychel (who prayed with the crew leader). There is a party in heaven today!
I got highlights today in my hair and for me--the person who doesn't wear make-up, do hair product or anything like that--it felt kind of drastic. I like it though, I'm just not used to it.
I was a soldier today and I did fairly well, I hope. I didn't break down laughing because of how ridiculously stupid I felt in my plastic armor. I didn't end up having to be rough with Jesus, thankfully, because I would have miserably failed.
My dad freaked someone out at a new bible study that I was going to. We pulled up in the driveway and me and Emma left him in the car. For some reason he stayed in the driveway and the girl who lived there came into the house and said, "There's this creepy, bald, Mexican dude parked in our driveway." And I was just, "Oh, that's my dad." She was mortified that she'd called my dad creepy and I thought it was hilarious. :) Love you, Dad.
The leader for our room brought in puppets for the kids today. It was a porcupine named Penny and a rhino named Rex and told a story with them. Penny said that she sometimes felt left out and no one wanted to be her friend. All the kids started yelling out, "I'll be your friend, Penny! I won't leave you!" The kids were high-fiving Rex and Penny and one kid gave the rhino part of their snack. And all the rest of the class did too. In the end Rex and Penny had a pile of marshmallows, pretzels, M&Ms and crasins. The kids specified that the leaders could not eat them. They were for Penny and Rex to eat at the lego table that two of the girls had made. Kids are so cute.
I was supposed to be the woman at the well today in bible for the little kids. I'm not a good actress. "Jesus" told me to look sad and pretend to cry...I'll let you finish that in your own imagination. I also went up before I was supposed to and Jesus was shooing me off the stage. Awkward. Especially since all the attention on me and him. At least next time I'll be a disciple in a crowd. But then I've got to be a soldier....oh no.....this is not going to go well. I probably should practice with Emma and Abby or something. And then I've got to be Ananias. That shouldn't be to bad. If I knew ahead of time what I was supposed to do, it might be easier. While I'm up there, "Jesus" tells me what to do as I'm doing it. On the spot. Not good at that. At all. Impromptu isn't my strong suit. We'll see how it goes.
I'm so so so so so so so so so exhausted. I had Broden, Nathaniel, Pammy and Maya hanging on my arms and pulling me in all directions, vying for my attention. There was one time (thanks for the help, Rachel....not) where Broden jumped on my back, Nathaniel was hugging me from the front and Pammy plowed into me from the side, nearly knocking me over. You don't know how happy I was to go on stage for worship. Away from the kids. No offense Broden, Nathaniel, Pammy, Maya, Noah and all you other kids. You're all so sweet, but I have slight claustrophobia issues.
VBS is so fun already. All of my 11 kids are adorable. Can't wait to get there today! :) I'll post more when I get home, but I need to go get ready, because I'm leaving in like 55 minutes and if my mom catches me on the computer, I might get the why-are-you-on-the-computer-when-you're-not-ready-and-we-have-to-leave-in-50-minutes talk. So, I'd better go.
For the first time in a while, I've found a book that is worth reading since the Reapers by: Bryan Davis. I probably would have cried if I hadn't been in the living room with my dad and my sisters, as well as one of my cousins. The book is called Prince Tennyson by Jenni James. It's inspirational fiction and it didn't seem very interesting at first, but I read the first chapter, bored and couldn't put it down (metaphorically speaking since it was an ebook.) I was so completely charmed and touched.
Just finished revising Fireflies for the Teen SPARK contest at our library. I'm still hoping for some critiques from some people I sent it too, but I'll post it in Short Stories for those that I forgot to send it to. I'm welcoming any critiques. I'll probably change it, so this isn't the final version.
Here's the link: Fireflies For you who have read Taken, these are some pictures that I found that resembled locations in that story. Please be praying for my great aunt Lillian. She's in the hospital for heart and kidney failure. She's been really unhealthy lately. This could be life-threatening, and she's not old enough to die yet. So, please be praying for her.
We went to VBS Crew Leader Night last night. I figured out that I can help out in the Bible as well as in worship and leading a crew. I'm going to be the woman at the well, a disciple--kind of scared about this part, because Jesus has to wash my feet. A little bit weird--, a soldier--kind of scared about this as well, because I have to nail Jesus to the cross and I'm not good at being rough--and Ananias. I know in the Bible Ananias was male, but I asked the director and she said that the little ones just like the visual. I convinced Rachel to do it with me. Good job, Rachel! I figured out that I have around thirteen five-year-old kids and three other Jr. Crew Leaders working with me as well as an adult crew leader. I'm going to have so much fun!
I found this really cool tool online. What it does is, when you copy and paste your story into it, it calculates how many words it has and which words you repeat the most so you can target them leaving out words like and, a, it, etc. So cool! Free tool from TextFixer.com: Online Word Counter I had fun with my family, fishing at Palmer Lake today. We caught nothing, got wet, had sandwiches, explored around half of the lake--which included breaking flip-flops in sticky swampy mud, getting mosquito bites, nearly falling over in the mud, finding a dead fish and being attacked by swarms of gnats--and then went to YoYogurt as a treat. This was our belated Father's day, since Dad was gone at a fun gathering called ComicCon on Father's day.
Dad, we all love you so much. You're so fun, willing to play with the little ones, sometimes even when you are really tired. I can always get a hug out of you. You've made me laugh harder then I ever have...ever. You do such funny crazy laughs. You're so sweet, loving and you have always been there for me. I love you even when you try to annoy me, by repeating my name over and over or something like that, and I try to ignore you. Or when you substitute annoying words about pizza or hotdogs or going into the store into a meaningful song and purposely sing off tune. Thanks for always being there and loving us all so much. I remember that one meltdown I had right after the fire and you and Mom just held me and cried with me, not saying anything, just being there. Or that one time when I was having an overwhelmed-by-life breakdown and you took me into the room and watched Mythbusters with me, just for fun. I love you so so so so so so much and I don't know what I'd do without you. Happy Father's Day.
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About Me!Hannah writes to satisfy her imagination. She's written six books so far--five of which need to be rewritten--and is working on a seventh. She ranges through a variety of genres, but favors contemporary YA, fixing broken characters. She wants to use her writing to change people and bring hope. She's currently going to college for Nursing and that takes up most of her writing time. She's a rather stereotypical writer, talking to imaginary friends, eavesdropping on people at the store, secretly being nosy, stashing herself away in her room with a paper and pen and chocolate and her teddy bear. She loves Jesus, the way the morning smells, her family of seven (four siblings), old movies, fairy tales, candles at night and helping people. She writes on another blog at nerdywriter.blogspot.com to hopefully build her chances of publication. My Author Site:Archives
December 2016
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