Sunday, November 6, 2011
I just found this website called squishable.com because of David Carlile from my Advanced family. (Thanks!) I know these really have nothing to do with anything but in all reality, they one-up the pillow pets. Plus, they made me smile.
I recently acquired a Pinterest. By recently, I mean about ten minutes ago. I don't know what I'm doing quite yet but I'll figure it out. I'd appreciate a follow if you even know what I'm talking about. If not, here's a link! Pinterest check it out!
I've also got instagram. I'm in the cliche club of people where you take a picture of your coffee, add a tint to it, and it's "art". I really like the app though.
Staying updated socially isn't a main priority in a busy schedule; but it sure is easier with an iPhone.
Besides the busyness, it is my favorite season! Fall! Finally the months I've been waiting for; the times of wearing sweaters, boots, and scarves and not being worried about the heat being overbearing! I'm ready for Christmas and decorating the tree with bright lights, the scenery of snow (hopefully) and of course, turning the big 18! Legality, hello. I'm not sure why Americans are so infatuated with turning 18 and becoming a "legal adult". It isn't going to change much for me. The only difference will be that I'm going to be able to receive money my grandmother stored away for me. And, I'll be legal. But, that's no big deal to me really.
I'm not much for a lot to say as of right now. Taking it's almost eleven and I should be heading to bed. I got church in the morning! It's been a while but a while it shall be.
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
This time it was the so called "brigde builders". No I'm not referring to bridge builders in the words literal meaning. When we reach 8th grade in the Danish school system we have to visit a school of higher education for a about a week, in order to get some kind of idea as to what we want to spend the rest of our lives doing. This process of visiting schools and making desicions is called "bridge building" or being a "bridge builder". Now that I've given you some kind of definition to the words I'm going to get to the point!
This week is the bridge building week at my school. Usually we're about 800-1000 students mingling among each other, prepraring ourselves for three different kinds of education. You wouldn't think approximately 50 8th graders would make that big of a difference, but guess what? It does.
Today, I was sitting in my math class not really paying attention to the teacher (don't judge, I actually learned something in Mrs. Rob's last year, so I pretty much know what we're doing at this point). I ended up listening to the quiet conversations of the visitors. It made me think of myself when I was in their position. I was scared to death that the teacher would ask me a question or that the students would actually notice my presence.I had absolutely no idea as to what I wanted to do with my life. I didn't even know that I had the possibility of going to the US for a year.
Anyhow, as I was listening to them it dawned on me that I still don't have any idea where I'm headed with my life. The IB World School progam I'm currently enrolled in can be big advantage to graduate, except if I have to go to a Danish university.
The IB grade scale is different from the Danish one, making it very hard to get a good GPA. If I decide to study abroad (requiring an absolutely insane GPA) IB is considered a better education.
I now stand before the choice of transferring schools or have absolutely no social life for the next three years. Okay, I'm exaggerating, but you know where I'm going with this. It kinda feels like I'm in the bridge builder's positions again, I have to make a big decision regarding my future and for some reason it's just not going to be easy at all.
But thinking about my future isn't the only thing I'm doing at the moment.
Student council is a big thing at my school, at least compared to THS. Two or three representatives is chosen from each class and these people get together with the rest of the class representatives once in a while to make big decisions about the school's future. Again the Danish school system is different. We have more than the usual 4 classes, we have about 27 classes at my school containing somewhere between 25 and 32 students each. I was elected to the student council with two other great people from my class and I'll be in the student council until next summer. Once a month the student council gets together to discuss small or big issues about the school, we vote, and we just do cool stuff to make the school even more awesome than it already is.
I also applied to be a part of the school paper called "Spanskrøret" and I have absolutely no idea what the English translation for that is. I've been accepted and we're now planning our first meeting. Spanskrøret is published about four times a year and what exactly my role is, I don't know yet. I'm either going to write articles or I'm gonna end up correcting the other articles, making sure it's not full of with typos and other things like that.
I work anywhere between 4 and 15 hours a week. I like my job, but it can be tough at times. My position requires my full attention to customers and making sure the clothes isn't lying all over the floor or hanging in all the wrong places. It doesn't sound too bad, and it really isn't - most of the time anyway.
So that's a little insight in my life ATM. I hope it gives you some kind of explanation as to why I don't post blogs too often. My apologies!
Friday, August 26, 2011
I'm blogging consistently on my other site or trying to do so. Life in Tonkawa is as it's always been except, Terra Nova is OFF the CHARTS. God is moving in our lovely little town like never before. We're coming into His glory. There's going to be something big happen this school year.
Being busy isn't as fun as you'd think. It's different from being a ball girl for the football team and playing basketball to being a ball girl and going to work. Having a job is a whole lot more. I mean don't get me wrong, I'm glad I've got one. It's crazy having a 13 hour day.
Here's my day:
6:15-30: awake as unwilling as possible
6:30-7: get ready for classes
7:55: Make it to Early American History
8:50: Head to Psychology
9:50:All done. Time to go eat an apple
11:03: Head to high school
12:35: Go eat lunch
1:15: Physics begins
Then the evening is for homework, lazy time, etc...
Of course those are all subject to change but that's the rough, Monday, Wednesday, Friday schedule for college classes. It's so different having to be as focused as I am at 8 in the morning on a Monday. College is different. It's also weird to go to high school from two college courses. Not that I mentally shut off, but I come quite close. I don't have to be as focused in high school. Maybe that's a part of senioritis. It's barely been a full week. I'm not wanting this year to rush by at all though. I can't wait to go to Denmark, but this is my last year in those hallways.
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Saturday, August 6, 2011
I miss America. I can't seem to settle down again, I miss hanging out with Holly, I miss Terra Nova, overall, I just miss Tonkawa. Okay, I don't miss the heat at all, whatsoever. Actually, it's a bliss to hang out here in Denmark in 70-80 degree weather and rain all the time.
In 5 days I start a new adventure, well, if three years of school is an adventure. I'm ready to meet new people again but I don't know if I'm ready for the constant flow of homework. I'm ready to turn 18 so I can get my drivers license, I'm ready to go to America to see everyone again, I'm ready for Holly to come to Denmark, but until then I'm gonna have to deal with what I have, which sounds really depressing and bad, but it really isn't.
I'm amazed at how I have friendships in Denmark that just picked up where we left off. I'm still one of them! I don't know what I expected, to be an outcast or something like that, but I'm not for which I'm grateful.
Today I had my first encounter with a Jehova's Witness. It was odd, apparently they don't believe in the Trinity and that if you turn away from God for a period of time and come back, he doesn't love you anymore. They don't believe that everyone who believes in God goes to heaven either. Like I said, it was odd.
Holly, I miss you, I hope to come see you before next summer!
Thursday, August 4, 2011
Well, I honestly just made it up. But it's metaphorically speaking of the busyness that every teenager falls into. Here in Tonkawa, American, senior year is coming up faster than ever. I've got to start looking up scholarships for college, begin to make a decision on a career path, and deal with senioritis. Commonly known as, "I don't need to do that. I'm a senior." Along with managing how to cope without basketball in my life. Instead, I've got a job. It will be a different ball of wax but, I'll learn to deal. I've come to the "I'm gonna need money" realization. Of course, fun is quite great too. Which I'm making the most of with these 13 days left before the big, senior year.
It seems to me that summer disappeared from beneath my grasp. It doesn't register that it's August. Or that I'm starting my last year in Tonkawa High School. It doesn't make sense! How does time go so fast from being a scared Freshman to a "ruling" Senior? (Really, we don't have any more power. Seniority kind of flew out the window.)
It really upsets me a bit that I don't have to be at school until 11:15. Don't get me wrong, sleeping in is going to be heavenly but, not seeing my best friend until then...what a crapper. The last few weeks of school, I went into our councilor's office to get my schedule for next year. Partly to know when I would be able to take college classes and what to look for...gotta be prepared. Anyway, she gave it to me. I compared it with my best friend's and we had the same schedule. Enrollment came and I had a completely different schedule. Talk about a let down. And, it was set in stone. I'd already planned my college classes around the schedule from last year...so I'm taking Psychology and Early American History. I'm going to take it for what it's worth.
As for Nanna, I don't know much of what goes on. I know she'll be starting a new school and she's started a new job. It's weird how we both are somewhat still doing the same things even though we are approximately 4000 miles apart. The world really isn't that different.
As much as I want to put of senior year, I want it to somewhat speed by me. I can't wait to see Nanna again and heck, fly over the waters to Denmark. There's so much in store for my future but the question I'm dealing with is...
Wednesday, July 27, 2011
Next came the tagging of Racheal's car. She was also in the time my car was attacked by Colby. We got her back also...not as bad as Colby though.
Monday, July 4, 2011
Since Holly mentioned it in an earlier post I thought I might as well put it on here.
"I came to America with, literally, no expectations at all. If I could have gotten away with it, I would have stayed in Denmark.
My first American experience was YEC, a Baptist conference in Oklahoma City. One of my first impressions, during the sessions, was that it amazed me how these teenagers just devoted their lives to something they couldn’t see or feel. After this first weekend in Oklahoma City, I preceded my non-Christian lifestyle in Tonkawa. Every Sunday I would see my family get up to go to church and I wouldn’t understand their willingness at all. I mean, how could you give up your Sunday morning to go listen to some preacher?
I started to attend school at Tonkawa High School and I must admit that I was scared to death the first day. In Denmark the school day looks entirely different. First of all you stay in the same classroom for most classes which means the teachers go from classroom to classroom, not the students. Second of all, Danish schools don’t use lockers. These differences made my first day extremely confusing. Somehow I managed to get through the day without it being too embarrassing, though.
I soon learned that Physics was my favorite class, not because of my talents in the subject, but because of Josh Reese and Jake Love’s capabilities to make everything a joke. A mix between this class and the Terra Nova flyers in the hallway (Yes, they do actually work) made me aware of the youth group. I went a few times, in the beginning mostly because of the music. Little did I know it was worship – I didn’t even know what worship was at the time!
Life went on outside of church. I attempted to participate in Cross Country, but had to sit out due to shin splints. I made a lot of friends, faster than I thought possible, one of them being Holly Scheirman. Thanks to her, Josh, and Racheal Hernandez, I somehow ended up going to “the Bridge” in Blackwell. Speaking was a former drug dealer. I found it amazing how he had found a way to love God after all he had been through. It impacted me, as I thought about the trials I had been through in my life, but I still wasn’t convinced that there was a divine power who had created me and the Earth I live on.
September 9, 2010, I was saved, thanks to Pastor Derrick and Raphael Khabo, that night’s speaker at Terra Nova. I remember Raphael talking about Jesus in a way that completely blew me away. He said something along these lines: “You’ve probably tried it yourself. There’s this seemingly good movie that all your friends are talking about. They tell you all about how great it is. At some point you’re standing there thinking “I just want to see this movie for myself”, and it’s the same thing with Jesus. You hear all these people talking about him, but at some point you just want to experience what everyone else is talking about”. Later that night he came to pray for me as I was sitting in my chair by myself. He left with the words “all you have to do is say yes”. Obviously I said yes. After this night my perspective on everything changed. It made me a happier person.
Now, football is not a sport Danish sport teams try to be good at. We are a soccer nation. Therefore, I was blown away by the spirit everyone here, had for Tonkawa’s football team. I was overwhelmed by the time Homecoming came around. I’m from a country in which the schools don’t have sports teams, sports are something you do outside of the school hours if you’re willing to pay for a membership, so when the entire school basically spent a week preparing for this one football game, I think my reaction made sense. It was the experience of a lifetime.
In October I became a part of the praise and worship team on the East side. Besides being saved and baptized, it was probably the best decision I made while in America. As a new Christian, it meant the world to me to be surrounded by Christian people who constantly taught me about Jesus in ways I didn’t think possible. Not only did I grow in Christ, I also improved my musical skills a lot. To be honest, I don’t quite understand how it was possible for me to play on the level the worship team does, when I first started. I did, nonetheless, and now have some of the best memories with that group.
Christmas came around, and I started to miss my Danish heritage for the first time. It didn’t surprise me at all because, even though Christmas is a worldwide tradition, the American way of celebrating Christmas was way different from the Danish way. Just taking that we celebrate Christmas on Christmas Eve and not Christmas Day makes a huge difference. I remember making my first gingerbread house on Christmas Eve, and it didn’t quite meet my expectations of my entire Danish family eating together, singing Christmas carols, and unwrapping presents. We went from Christmas to New Years Eve and once again I was shocked by the big differences. I’ve been used to a 4th of July kind of New Years, so it was definitely different.
In February I skipped a week of school to go to a worship conference at Christ for the Nations in Dallas, Texas. It was truly an amazing week. If you’ve never been to Christ for the Nations you’re missing out. The place is filled with God’s presence even when nothing special is going on. I learned so much about worshipping God that week and it completely changed my ways of doing worship in the church. I also learned that it’s not enough to believe in God, you have to teach others about Him. Soon after the worship conference I was baptized, again, one of the best decisions I’ve made this past year.
The next highlight of the year was prom. I really wasn’t all that excited about it, I’m not the kind of girl who likes to dress up and be in the spotlight. Honestly the idea of prom scared me a little. There aren’t proms in Denmark. The closest thing we have to prom would probably be equivalent to a Mid-High dance. We still get to dress up, but not nearly as much as prom allows it. Though prom scared me, I had a great night and I would love for every girl to try it at least once. There’s just something special about it.
Somehow my mom and Lori Ross worked out a way for me to get an extra month in Tonkawa. This resulted in me going to YFN for which I was grateful! I honestly didn’t know what to expect of it. I hadn’t heard anything negative about the camp; I’d only heard quite the opposite. I was blown away the first night of camp, but God didn’t really reveal himself to until the third night. For the first time I didn’t feel fatherless anymore, I was overwhelmed with peace and reassurance. That was the night I knew that He had prepared me to leave America.
I can honestly say that I’ve had the year of my life and I would never give it away for anything. The church has been a big part of my year and I can now go back a different person thanks to all the people I’ve met through the church. All I have left to is: Thank you for an amazing year, it wouldn’t have been the same without you! This is not a goodbye it a “see you later”."
So yeah, in short terms that was my year in America. It was great and I miss Tonkawa so much it's ridiculous.
Saturday, July 2, 2011
I went to the river with the Baptist youth group. This is Bailey's Dorito hotdog. I don't know if she patented it.
I was home after curfew and I panicked and was sure my life was gonna end. It didn't, obviously. Volleyball was great! And painful, but that's probably just my luck.
I truly have gotten a second family from living in Tonkawa the past 11 months. Once again I went to the river.
Now this, is my favorite Pastor! He really is, I'm not just saying that.
Now known as "Hollyized Ice Cream". Ice cream with peanut butter and chocolate syrup. It's better than it looks. But don't eat it while Josh is immitating an Austin Powers movie. Then it's really just gross.
I have small feet. Or Holly has big feet. Nonetheless, her shoes are too big for my feet.
If you read this blog regularly, you'll recognize this picture. Anyways, I had one of my "oh-no-I-have-to-leave-Tonkawa-and-I-really-don't-want-to" days.
Packing is not my thing at all, so packing up my year in America was a challenge in two ways. First of all I don't have any talent whatsoever when it comes to fitting clothes in a suitcase. Secondly it wasn't very motivating to fit everything in a suitcase when I had no desire to leave.
I managed to spend yet another night at the river. I didn't swim, though. I was sitting on this thing, and suddenly the most beautiful sunset appeared.
As I mentioned earlier I'm not the best packer in the world. I'm really indecisive too, so when Colby asked if Holly and I wanted to help him pack for YFN I don't think I was much help at all. When I was done making a huge impact on what he decided to bring (hint the sarcasm), we spent the night doing things that didn't require many decisions on my part. Like going to Walmart and pick out a notebook.
Driving down the highway in America you can't help but be disgusted by the amount of road kills that are laying around, so I was stoked when I saw this armadillo - ALIVE!
The camera in my phone sucks most of the time, so this picture does in no way do this sunrise justice but I can assure you it was beautiful to wake up to.
YFN was awesome, and so was this guy. (You know the person you can barely see between the heads)
Have you ever preached about hand sanitizer, an iPhone 4, or keys? I can tell you it's harder than it sounds. At least that's what I heard.
Chris semi tackled me so I ended up on the ground and I stayed there for a while. I decided to take this picture, and no it's probably not a serious discussion going on.
Dallas Aquarium or Six Flags? I don't see the big difference except the aquarium probably was a little cooler than Six Flags. We had fun either way. This hot van made everyone want to sleep, though.
I took this picture on accident but ended up keeping it. Mostly because I realized I won't be able to see this room for a very long time (It's Holly's) and then I got to thinking about how I have no idea idea when I'll se everyone but her again.
This picture is so cliché it's ridiculous. Maybe that's why I think it's so bad. Well, it's me in case you didn't know.
This is is not from this day, but it might as well have been. It's one of Josh's incredibly funny moments that I already miss.
I just cheated 'cause I didn't take this picture. This is Holly, me, and the two thingys from Eskimo Joe's.
I've never been to New York and I miss the worship band so incredibly much!
Last picture and day last in Tonkawa. It had been a great night that ended in tears. At least it did for me. It was the day I suddenly realized that my time in Tonkawa had come to an end.
Here's my proof. I really did leave America. And it sucked.
Hello Danish highways. This was when I realised that Denmark looks exactly the same it did 11 months ago. I've come to the conclusion that it's rather depressing. You would expect at least something to change.
Danish food! It probably looks incredibly gross unless you're Danish or you know what it is.
I came home and learned that the neighbor's cat acts like it lives with us. It's a really interesting cat. At least that's what my mom told me when I saw it the first time.
This was my last day of June. Already writing everyone letters. I'm missing everyone so much it's ridiculous.
Friday, July 1, 2011
Shall I explain? Well, even though that was a rhetorical question, I'm going to answer it for you. Yes, I'll explain. Nanna and myself constructed a "Bucket List" which we will have a post about later. Just depends on who actually wants to do it. Anyway, on our bucket list was "Everyday June"; that meaning we take a picture everyday the whole month of June. I succeeded so here is my blog about my month of June.
June 1: This accidentally happened when I was headed back from Fayetteville Arkansas with a super cute puppy. I couldn't pass up a little shimmer of love created, right?
June 2: Nanna was at my house and she asked if she could write on my white board, of course I said yes...especially if it was in Danish. Here's the translation.
Right now we're sitting in your room, and I'm writing on your white board. I'm a genius. You're the best friend I could ask for, you're amazing, yes you are! I'm looking forward to you coming to Denmark. We're gonna have the best time together, haha. I think you tried to kiss Nehemiah without me knowing about it, maybe not... No matter what, I love you, you're the best!
Nanna Ellegaard Poulsen
p.s. I'm gonna miss you.
(No I didn't try to kiss him. That'd be tacky!)
June 3: I had my quiet time in Colossians and it really opened my eyes to seeing how God's purpose for my life will never grow slack. It's tightly tied to my future in heaven. (The Message 1:5) My day started in Him and in Him I live.
June 4: A normal Saturday of cleaning and band practice without Racheal Hernandez, our lead guitarist. On this day though, besides having a good hair day, Nanna saw her first fireflies. Her amazement of them, amazed me. God made those for us in that moment. Yeah, a selfish statement but really it struck such a chord in me that I'll never forget that moment, or the look on her face.
|Sorry about the terrible quality|
June 6: Nehemiah and I went to eat lunch together and explore some of the Oklahoma country. Each time, there is a new beauty to be discovered. Really, as much as I don't want to live in Oklahoma when I'm older, I find beauty in the smallest places. See things in a positive beautiful manor, and everything is much more pleasurable.
June 7: I sat outside to enjoy the weather. My cat, Batman joined me in a dog bed. He's a little fickle as to his actual species.
June 8: Mandy who is working at Disney World, came back to visit for a while. Bailey Hughes and I went to meet her at the lake in Ponca City. We had a wonderful time truly. I'm so glad I got to see her and I'll be happy when she is back.
June 9: I had the most productive day ever. I cut a pineapple for myself! (That makes me sound like I never do anything.) I did other stuff that would just make me sound like such a woman but, Nanna and I completed another thing on our list this day. Also, she spent the night! We were out past her curfew of midnight too....Rebellion is a root of witchcraft. (It wasn't rebellion. Relax.)
June 10: Nanna spent the night and we killed it playing Halo. Really, for never playing before, she was ridiculously good!
June 11: I finished Footprints of the Godly Woman. And, it was probably the best book I've ever read. It had so much insight on how to live a life of God while also being the woman of the household. I definitely recommend it to and woman. It's powerful and spirit filled. It's by Joyce Thompson who I've actually had pray for me. She is such a mighty woman of God and her life story is one in a million but yet, I aspire to one day be like her.
June 12: Helping Colby pack for Youth for the Nations camp was entertaining nonetheless. We were outside his dad's house, and there were June bugs. Nanna couldn't understand how I was able to hold one on my finger. That night, we proceeded to watch a movie, Colby fall asleep, and attempted to wake him. It isn't as easy as you'd think. We proceeded to stay up all night ready to hit up Dallas!
June 13: Dallas, Texas I'm here again! Eating this meal from Tons was ridiculously refreshing. I felt as if I hadn't eaten in weeks. Just because Nanna and I hadn't. No I'm kidding. I really love these kind of buffets. Pick your mixture and they cook it right in front of you. I sat eating ready to get our rooms at YFN. I'd already seen Racheal and I was ready for what God had in store for the week.
June 14: The only color missing except purple It was the gummy bear rainbow I decided to make as we discussed the first day's service. We heard Chris Estrada and Adam McCain in the leader workshops. We worshiped with Youth America and after service, Nanna
June 15: Without these babies, I'd of been dead. The hours of sleep or lack there of were amazingly not enough. Really, yet I had an energy to still get into the things of God even though my body was rejecting. We heard Jabin Chavez and Adam McCain once again. He gave the coolest message ever. Starting out with a box, he described it as having the most dangerous thing inside it. He also said it started wars and caused many problems. I sitting there thinking, "It's empty! It's something figurative!" No, he pulled out a massive cow tongue. Life and death really are in the power of the tongue. It really is convicting to capture ever statement and make it speak life instead of death. Rather now, I catch every ungodly thought and turn it to God. I also was able to love again.
June 16: Two things happened with this picture. First, Nanna discovered she actually can receive pictures so I sent it to her. Two, this is food from Golden Chick. Truly, I love this chicken. I'm so glad we have one in Enid except for the fact that I hardly ever go to Enid. But, Nanna and I ate dinner here two nights in a row because our patience was wearing thin for waiting in lines for food.
June 17: The last day of YFN. Obviously you can tell by the picture it was a long week. Nanna and I wanted to complete the most inevitable thing on our list which was going to Six Flags. Due to ridiculous heat and expense, we didn't succeed in accomplishing that. Instead, we went to the Dallas Aquarium. She picked a group to ride home in a different van, and goodness that was terrible. Instead of blowing air conditioning, it blew air as hot as outside. So by the time we arrived in Oklahoma, we were more than ready to shower! It was a fun extravaganza though.
June 18: So blessed to be home! I was redoing my nails, and also drinking Fiji water. Ironically, there was also a chocolate syrup bottle making a perfect "Raising the Bar" picture. Interesting enough in itself I'd say.
June 19: Nanna, Nehemiah, and myself went out to drive the countryside for a while more. The sun shone perfectly enough! If I do recall correctly, Terra Nova was ridiculously short.
June 20: My name is Holly.
June 21: I made a delicacy for breakfast! Probably one of the best omelets I've ever created.
Eye ball all ingredients.
June 22: I found the bracelet I'd thought I'd lost in the river.
Nanna, Colby, and myself went to Oklahoma City.
We ate and went to the mall.
June 23: The days are getting harder. The small things Nanna and I have done are coming back to me. When we ate Allewi together before I went to DC/ NY. I got the same sandwich.
June 24: The last full day Nanna and I had together. We pulled another all nighter. And once again, had Holly-ized ice cream. We stayed up until we had to go to Pastor Derrick's house to leave for Tulsa. On our way, it was sober and quiet. I fell asleep until we arrived in Tulsa. Once we got there, we made it to the airport. I secretly began tearing up but killed them so checking in her bags wouldn't be terrible. Successfully got that done, then we had a ton of time to kill so we went to McDonald's to have one last breakfast together. I remember Pastor Derrick explained to Nanna who OJ Simpson was. Also, there was a man in the restaurant that was conversing with the tv.
June 25: The hardest day in my life. After breakfast, we went back to the airport. Pastor Derrick said his goodbye and Chris and I took Nanna up to security. She gave Chris a hug. Then me. She was crying by now. I wasn't yet. My emotional wall had worked. Then she got into line for security. And, I stood in the same place. I stared at her. And started crying. I couldn't move. Then, we hugged again and I turned and said, "So I'll see you later." Then, I departed onto the escalator. I cried until I fell asleep silently in the backseat. God awoke me with a smack in the face of a beautiful sunrise and Nanna could also see it. Even though we're apart, the stars we see are one in the same.
June 26: I awoke to my phone ringing and low and behold, Nanna called me! She had made it to Denmark safe and sound and I was so ecstatic to hear her voice. No doubt that made my day being perfectly! So in her honor, I played without shoes for our worship set. To say the least, it was odd not having her on stage with us.
June 27: On my way to hang out with Racheal, the sun seemed to give such a peace of mind to me. Thanks God for that. It really was a beautiful reminder of the spirit of rest. So serene, and calming.
June 28: Originally this was upside down. I was laying outside enjoying the weather. Also getting eaten alive by mosquitoes. Demonic bloodsuckers.
June 29: The girl's had our first Bible study at the Reese's house. It was over the book of James in the first chapter. It really applied to my current situation. Nanna leaving has been a trial no doubt but it's strengthening my faith.
June 30: Nehemiah and I ended the month of June spending a ten hour day in the 107 degree Oklahoma heat cleaning my yard. He weeded and I mowed. We hacked up limbs, cut down bushes, and got a pink tint to our skin. It was a mess but I am forever grateful. Thank you Nehemiah Reese for enduring such a horrible, hot, yucky day!
This blog was to give a view into the life of a small town girl from Oklahoma and the things I do on a daily basis. No I don't usually end up in Dallas, Texas, or play with June bugs often, but this was my month of June. Nanna, thanks for being a part of my adventure of June.