Graced with Grace

Today has been a rather quiet day. I sit in the house alone, because all my roommates have gone to visit their family over Thanksgiving break. My home being too far away, I stay here. The house is very still; no one to talk to except myself and I am not  one who talks aloud to myself very often, thus, quietness reigns. Many thoughts have gone through my head in the tranquility of it all. Every woman dreams of getting married some day. I can't say that I have not done my share of the same. In fact, being alone some times makes me want to get married all the more, for there is one thing that I hate and that is being in a house all alone. It makes me sad; no one to talk to; no one to listen to; just no one except myself. Some people would love it; they like the quiet; they don't care to talk; they don't want to hear the nonsense of others; they just want a book and a quiet nook. Yet me, I can't hardly even read a book if I am by myself, because its just to lonely. ...

Tramping through the woods on a blistery cold morning, gently sweeping her feet through the leaves, smiling into the glorious sunshine, Laughing with the wind. Standing by the creek, Watching as it giggles and gurgles past, She dips her foot into the chilling water, And makes a rippley splash. Sunshine on her cheeks, Wind in her hair, A glow on her face, As she smiles into the wintery air. Crunchy leaves beneath her feet, Pale blue sky above, Surrounded by an army of hickory and oak, walking through the streets of the forest . ~Hannah~  

Yesterday I had the opportunity to visit a Hindu temple with my class. It brought things into reality for me. I knew people worshiped inanimate idols and gods, for I had seen it in movies, read about it in books, and looked at pictures of people bowing down and worshiping these things. But to actually go to a temple and listen to someone talk about these gods that he is thoroughly devoted to and watching people bow down and give donations to these objects made things so much more real to me. It seems foolishness to me! Why would someone want to devote their life to this wooden image that a man created; an object that can't move, can't think, can't even breath, yet so many people are willing to worship and live their whole life in devotion to these gods. It is sad and heart breaking, yet there is something that is almost sadder. As I was pondering how anyone could find satisfaction and true happiness in worshiping these wooden objects made by the hands of men, something s...

Hello friends, I know it has been a super long time since I last wrote, but after a bit of encouragement from family and friends to write again I have decided to take this lovely night to write what's on my mind. Much has happened since I last posted. At the time of the last post I was living in North Carolina with my family. At that time I was pondering the fact that soon I would be leaving my comfortable home in NC to what seemed to be the foreign land of Minnesota. I contemplated how I would be leaving everything that I loved so much; my family, friends, job, co-workers (who weren't just co-workers, but real friends), customers, the land and forest that surrounded me, and so much more. I cried many tears about leaving, and yet I knew it was God's will for me to. I didn't know how I could do it and the truth is I couldn't; not on my own. I know I have already devoted whole posts to the testifying of God's grace, but once again I must say it is all by God...

      It is not every day that I have a grateful heart, yet I know that I am one truly blessed girl. Recently I have been reminded once again of how blessed I am for all the people and friends in my life. I sometimes grumble in my heart or even out loud that I have no friends at all, but all I must do is look around me and I see my life is full of wonderful people and friends who really love me. I may not have a lot of friends, but the friends I do have are the best kind of friend that a girl could ever have. They encourage me to do the difficult things that arise in life. They don't let me give up even when things get really hard. When I fail I am only encouraged to try again. They try their best to teach me new things or an improved way of doing something even when it takes great pains to teach me. When it is time for me to take wings and fly away to a new adventure in my life, they are there to back me up and encourage me. They love me just the way I am and are going ...

What could be wrong with this new white handled knife, she thought to herself, as she gingerly took and held it in her hands. I only plan to cut lemons with it and it should cut very smoothly. In fact I am quite certain it will make life much easier. If only she had seen the evil grin on the face of that “innocent” white handle of the new knife. She calmly walked up to the cutting board, so sure of herself and the beautiful new knife. She was quite certain that today was going to be quite a lovely day. All seemed well, until the knife slipped on the lemon and sliced her finger. Ouch! The blood that is supposed to stay underneath your epidermis was already oozing out. No, she thought to herself, this was not supposed to happen. She quietly walks to the back and reveals to her friend the wound on her hand. What would she have done without this kind friend who so calmly bandaged her finger? But by this point the blood had gotten to her vivid imagination and her stomach was doing gymnast...

So I don't normally post a bunch of pictures, but I just thought these were some nice pictures and decided to share them with ya'll. Hope you enjoy! ;) Elisabeth picking blackberries. Blackberries are not quite ripe yet. Lydia in a bush. Beautiful Elisabeth Hannah and Lydia My pretty sock that  I have had since I was probably six years old! ;) I hope you have an outstanding day filled with the joy of the Lord!