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Dear Friend…


Dear Friend,

I hope you realize I am referring to you. ๐Ÿ™‚ I won’t post your name, for privacy’s sake, but I think you know who you are. Another comment from you came through my email today. Everytime I see “__________ commented on your post.” I get all giddy. See, I am terribly good at putting myself down. I have a very guilty conscience. It’s rare I ever actually feel good at something.

I remember one of the first times I rode a horse. I was probably about 6. My AWANA teacher learned how much I loved horses and invited me over to her house to ride her horses Pal and Carlos. I had ridden maybe 1 or 2 times before, but never by myself. I was ecstatic. I got to ride both horses, Pal first, then Carlos. When I rode Pal she told me I was a natural. I have never forgotten that. Other people told me that in the future as well, but the first time, by a person I loved and respected, had the most impact on me. (On a short little side note, when I rode Carlos I got in a little trouble. I decided I wanted to go faster! So, I gave Carlos a little kick. Just a little one so nobody would notice. He started to trot. It wasn’t long before the husband was over taking the reins in hand and talking about how naughty Carlos had been. I never mentioned I kicked him.)

That may seem a little off subject, but horseback riding and writing are the only things I have really ever felt good at. Although, I am fairly confident in both, I have MANY days that I don’t feel good at all. It usually happens when I see someone better than me riding, or after reading an excellent author’s writing. Looking back on my own, I feel horrible. I think sometimes that we are also afraid to admit we’re good. We’re afraid that other’s will see us as prideful. Of course, if we aren’t careful, it becomes pride very quickly.

In a roundabout way, my point is that we all still need encouragement sometimes. Just a simple, “You’re good at this.” would certainly suffice! And you my friend, are excellent at this. ๐Ÿ™‚ I’ll never understand how a random person could make you feel so confident. I don’t even know what you look like, or how old you are, or anything. (I hope you are who you say you are. I believe so, but on the Internet you never know, sadly.) I feel, however, like if I met you that you would be the kind of person who would share an embrace, and neither of us would feel uncomfortable or weird. You have a warm and welcoming personality. You say I am an encouragement to you and that you enjoy my writings, but, dear friend, I think perhaps that you have encouraged me more than I you. ๐Ÿ™‚ Your comments typically either bring a large smile to my face (which doesn’t happen often) or tears to my eyes. Haha, in fact, sometimes, when I haven’t written for a while, I think, “Oh! ______ must be missing my posts! She’s waiting for another one! I need to write again for her.” Now, of course, you’re not the only one I write for. I write to hopefully draw people to seek the love I have found in Christ. But you keep me going. I appreciate you.

“May the Lord bless you and protect you, may He smile on you and be gracious to you, may He show you His favor and give you His peace.” -Numbers 6:24-26


Posted by on August 25, 2013 in Random Thoughts


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25 Minutes


“Who is your audience? Remember who you’re writing to.” That was kind of the catchphrase of today. I was at an all day writing seminar put on by Mr. Andrew Pudewa from Institute for Excellence in Writing. 6 hours! I was in a room for 6 hours! Now, I am a very quiet person in real life, and sitting or staying in one place for long periods of time really doesn’t bother me, however, 6 hours was a long time.

Now, to be honest, I really didn’t know why Mom wanted me to go to this class. Hunter, my brother, I could understand. He is college bound. Me, on the other hand, not so much. I wasn’t sure how a 6 hour long workshop about how to write an essay for the SAT/ACT tests would benefit me. I was surprised, though, that I was able to ignore the SAT part and still get a lot out of it. It stretched my writing skills. We did a faux essay, 25 minutes, given subject and all. We wrote two of those. I will write out my first one for y’all to read. The given topic is in bold.

“Tyler Durden, protagonist of the movie Fight Club, postulated, ‘The things you own end up owning you.’ Jennifer Lopez, on the other hand, espouses the theory, ‘Don’t be fooled by the rocks that I got/I’m still, I’m still Jenny from the Block.’ What is your view on whether your possessions and education define who you are? Plan and write an essay in which you develop your point of view on this issue. Support your position with reasoning and examples taken from your reading, studies, experience, or observations.”

What do you take with you when you leave this world? Nothing. You take nothing. You leave this world as naked and possessionless as the day you entered it. So, why then do we even own possessions? Why do we work so hard to have things we won’t keep?

King Solomon struggles with these questions in Ecclesiastes. In chapter 1, verses 2 and 3 he says, “Vanity of vanities, says the Preacher, vanity of vanities! All is vanity. What does man gain by all the toil at which he toils under the sun?”

Why then do we strive for things of vanity? Do they make us who we are? Do they give us status in this world, this sinful world?

Some people believe that the things they own define them. If they drive a pricey car, own jewels, have a few big screen TVs, they are seen differently by the world. If a kid in school has the newest gaming system, or the most name brand clothes, who flocks to him/her? It’s like it instantly makes them popular.

On the other hand, a few, a very few, people believe that it’s not necessary to own all of that “junk.” I believe that they are right in believing so. I believe that possessions are controlling, that they become idols in our lives. I also believe that the desires to have popularity and status can, and often do, become idols as well.

Education seems to also give status. If someone has a higher degree, or the most degrees, or what to the top university, they are immediately put on a pedestal. Funny thing, you don’t take your education with you when you did either.

So, what is important? What is worth striving for? Reaching the lost. Helping them to see beyond owning possessions or having the best education. Souls of people, now there is something you do take with you.

Now, there are some things I would change about this now, having gone through the class. This was our very first project, so I didn’t really know what I was doing. I think it turned out pretty well. And I am pleased with a word count of 318 in 25 minutes.

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Posted by on August 24, 2013 in Just For Fun


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