Monday, May 29, 2006

My Favorite Things

-flowers -specificly orchids and tulips
-gummy bears
-rain in the summer
- beaches
-cookies
-reading a really good book
-mangos
-coffee stuff
-little kids
-playing music on instruments
-jazz dancing
-warm weather
-roof time :D
-star gazing
-singing duets with really good tennors :P
-puppys
-picnics
- God moments
-visiting Natalie!
-4 part harmoney in prefect tune
-string music
-horse rides
-Pita pit - extra mango sause
-boat rides
-the clean feeling you get after a shower
-looking at photos

Sunday, May 28, 2006

Best movie ever!! YES!?!?!

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yey!!!!!!

cute song!

At the mirror you fix your hair and put your make-up on
You're insecure about what clothes to wear I can't see nothing wrong
To me you look so beautiful when you can't make up your mind
It's half-past eight it's getting late; it's okay, take your time

Standing here my hands in my pockets like I've done a thousand times
Thinking back it took one breath, one word to change my life

Chorus:
The first time I saw you, it felt like coming home
If I never told you I just want you to know
You had me from hello

When we walk into a crowded room it's like we're all alone
Everybody tries to kidnap your attention you just smile and steal the show
You come to me and take my hand we start dancing slow
You put your lips up to my ear and whisper way down low

Chorus:
From the first time I saw you it felt like coming home
If I never told you I just want you to know
You had me from hello

And when you're laying down beside me
I feel your heartbeat to remind me

Chorus:
The first time I saw you it felt like coming home
If I never told you I just want you to know
You had me from hello

From hello...

Wednesday, May 17, 2006

baby steps

I need to learn to take things slow. Stop and just breath. Walk slowly, taking in the circomstance as it comes. Baby steps. No rush. Deep breaths.
When we rush...it can be more scarry running through all the little things. only looking at the big overwhelming picture. But I'm looking at it like this. I am walking on a rope across a huge water fall, with the rapids and waves right under me. If i concentrate on the water...i'll fail...if i concentrate on the rapids...i'll fall, if i concentrate on the hight..i'll fail...if i concentrate on the length of my rope i'll fall. I need to concentrate on my feet and on my balence. The rest will fall in to place. The important part is that i keep walking...but slowly and calmly ..baby steps. I'm in no hurry cuz when it all comes down to it..nothing on earth will matter..the world is not my home.

Saturday, May 13, 2006

The only mistake is the fear of making one

Wednesday, May 10, 2006

To the Grave and Back

Ok so yeah...I've gotten some interesting perspective on life as of yesterday.
So this week has been kinda overwelming. I am up to my head in school work and it's driving me crazy. I've been developing a new set of worries for my summer. I have friends who are in diffrent proviences who are going through situations and i wish I could be there to help...but I can't and I am having some issues with some friends and it feels like i'm loosing people...which I'm defiently not a fan of. But yes thats whats been on the go...way to much stress for my liking. I hate it when I feel like I'm sinking.
So when I get stressed I do somthing kinda weird... I resort to picture books. Don't ask me why but it happens. I was reading the picture book "Guess How much I love you". Basicly the ending is the Rabbit tells his son he lvoes him to the moon and back. Nothing could be farther! Well know what comforts me right now? God loves me to the grave and back! And when it seems like I'm walking a tight rope accross rapids and I'm afraid to fall...guess waht! His hands are there to catch me. There is a verse in the bible that says. "Be still and know that I am God" . In the NASB version it says "Cease striving, and now that I am God." That gave me a diffrent out look. Stop trying to do things by yourself....God can obviously do it better. And the creator of the universe is more than capable to handle my little problems. There for I will be strong. Actually no... I will be weak and let God be my strength.
Every story has conflict- but characters grow through conflict. My life is a story and God is the writer. So though the skys are dark, I will trust the sun will rise again

I don't know where this road leads
I don't know where I'm gonna be
But Ive felt this way before
Though you are with me God, I still feel unsure

I don't know how the story ends
All I know is its dark again
And though it seems its night always
I will trust the sun will rise again

I wish I knew the final page
But you are with me God
I know I'llbe ok
So when I'm finally at the end
I will fin the sun will rise again


k thats the end of my blog. God loves us to the grave and back

Sunday, May 07, 2006

ok God,

Your way is better than my way.... right?
You planed my life, before i was eevn thaught of...right?
You know whats best for me... right?
You don't look at the things man looks at... right?
And no matter how far down I fall, your arms will be there to catch me..right?
You are with me every step of the way..right?
You can still use me when I'm weak.. right?
You created me with my abilities to use them for your glory...right?
You will never leave me nor forsake me...right?
No matter what, you love me...right?
Ok thats good, I jsut thaught I'd check with you. Now that I know, I'll dive head first into these new waters placed before me.

Thursday, May 04, 2006

All thats left is shattered broken pieces
I've been running from you
For to long now
I'm ashamed of what I've done
So what I do is run
Will you take me still?
Though I've ignored your call, your will?

Though my life is broken
I give it back to you
And though I'm lost and desperate
And don't know what to do
I'll lay it at your feet
And you tell em that you love me
JEsus,I'm running jsut for you


The tears have fallen, down my face
But I am rescued by your grace
And even though I ran
You always had a plan
Jesus I'm running back to you

I'm tired of living for the ways of man
And I know my Father has a better plan
The world won't understand me
When I dont run with them
But I've found a love so strong
Thats made me whole again

" Only put off till tomorow, what you are willing to have died left undone."

Monday, May 01, 2006

So I was cleaning my room today...and I was looking around at all my pics. I have 2 walls of camp stuff, my closet is convered of Newfoundland stuff, and i have my scrap book full pictures of youth group in newfoundland. As I was looking at these pictures I started to wonder about how each of these places have fromed my identity and helped develop my character.
I saw pics of people from my church from like when people were 5 to like last year. It was kinda weird. I live here now, and I feel like its right, but for some reason me seeing those pictures made me feel almost as if a piece of the past was missing. I have only been in Winnipeg sence september and i have ajusted quite well sence I've been going to heritage ( thats my church for those of you who don't know).When I say I like Winnipeg, I mean it entirely!
But when I do feel out of place...i finally figured out why. Not only have I not grown up here...but I really havent grown up in any place in particular. I'm not from a specific place...I'm from several diffrent ones. IF someone were to ask me where I was from, I wouldn't know how to answer. I've moved so much that when I finalyl get comfortable with a place,I can't help but wonder if i'll be uprooted. Is this a common problem for officer kids maybe? or is it more a Jennifer problem??? I jsut dont know.
The good thing about Winnipeg is I know for sure that the next move I make will be entirely up to me. I am graduated in less than a year... I can choose to stay....or I can choose to leave ( for the reccord I'm staying here for university). So in that respect this move has been easier than the others, by knowing that fact.
But yeah, for some reason when I think to hard....I find my self feeling like I'm missing part of the past. I don' have all the pieces of the puzzle and I end up wodnering what I would be like if I grew up here.
But its good. I only think like this when I'm by my self. I have never felt like that when I am with people from church. It feels as if I've always been here...and thats a new concept.
MY conclusion on my pointless rambleing is....i donnno . I guess anyone who is reading this can make their own. Thats just what has been on my mind. But I would like to say that i really really am glad that I have moved here. I feel at this point it is exactly where God wants me.