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Don't give up, Keep on running your race, Pray without ceasing. Let the tears pour out when you have to. Fine comfort in the things you love the most. Don't ever allow yourself to fail, It's hard to forgive, But harder to forgive yourself. Give all that you have and more. The Lord will show you the way, If you will only ask. Stop for a moment to take everything in, These are some of the greatest years of your life and you won't get them back. Have faith through all things and keep putting it all in the Fathers hands. This isn't the end, Only a short time before many new beginnings.

My Birthday (a little late)

I just realized that I never posted about the little birthday party we had for me on Friday. I had planned on posting it on Monday, but then Shay was baptized and that seem much more bigger than a birthday lol.

My grandma Linda, Kara, Uncle Matt and Aunt Tisha and Alyssa were the only ones who came (besides the people who live here).

So, at about 11 in the morning all of the guys and us kids went to Smith Rock and the women and little kids went yard selling. It was a nice day and not too hot for hiking. We split up and met back at the bridge at 1:15 (which by the time we got there meant we only had an hour). I hiked with uncle Matt, Christan, Dale and Mackenzie. The little boys were really funny on the way down, they kept on slipping and thought it was the funniest thing ever. All of us except Kansada and Alyssa were at the bridge before 1:15 and so we were all thinking that maybe they got lost or something, but really we were just early and they were on time.

Then we went home to get things ready for the B.B.Q. at 3. We ate when everyone got there and visited. Then we, well Sis. Jewel and I opened presents (Sis. Jewels birthday is also on June 7). After that we ate cake and visited more.

From my family I got 2 Tinker Bell shirts one is white the other pink, 2 under shirts also pink and white, 2 headbands white and silver (not pink), a brettaet, and 5 things of hair sticks (last week when I broke one of my last ones, which meant I only had one I told my mom that I wanted her to go buy me some for my birthday lol) and chocolate. Grandma Linda got me a blue shirt, and a bunch of other little things. I had told my mom that I also would like some new p.J.s cause I was wearing the same ones I had been wearing for the last 3 years and they were getting stained up. Dale, Chantal and Andy got me some blue P.J.s and Andy made a card. Kansada got ma a green shirt that has pok-a-dots. Brad and Jewel got me a vanilla candle, some really cute purple candle holders and a picture frame. U. Matt and A.Tisha got me some P.J. bottoms, a beach tollew and fudge mix. Kara gave me a scrunchie that she made and Alyssa got me a singing card and a gift card. Grandma Linda also gave me 2 pairs of P.J. bottoms, so now I have so many P.J.s I don't know what to wear to bed lol. And I got lots of cool bags ( that the gifts were in).

Kansada and Alyssa

Me holding Maria (grandma got me a happy birthday ribbon to wear)

The cake stuck to the pan and fell apart when we tried to get it out, so we put it in a bowl with frosting.

MacKenzie blowing up balloons

Sis. Jewel opening her presents.

Rejoicing

Shay was baptized yesterday. I was so happy and even more happier when dad said that if we could get someone to watch the other kids then mom, dad, Dale and me could go over for the ordinance supper. Before church had started she had came to my mind and so I silently prayed for her in my head. Then when ever grandmas phone rang in church it was like I just knew that she was getting baptized (and I hadn't even known that she had been crying in church on Wednesday night and talking to her parents). So, after we were done eating at the church we had grandma take us home so we could get to little car. Dad had to change the oil first so me and Dale asked to ride with grandma. On the way over Kara, grandma and I sang out of my song books. The ordinance supper was wonderful and I was so glad that I was able to go because I hadn't been able to go to an ordinance supper since I was baptized and I was so glad to see Shay on such a grand day.



Shays friend Catie from school was also there. It sounded like she's been going to church with them. In the last few months I had been praying for her (when I remembered that is). I have to thank God for how far I've come because a year ago I really didn't like Catie or Shay being friends with her, but now I've been praying for her and I've even came to like her a lot now.


It was a wonderful and beautiful day.

Two Poems

Dreams

While we sleep in our beds at night,

Our minds wonder, dreaming the unthinkable.

All crazy, confusing or even frightening,

A jumbled up, mixed up mess of scenes.

We pray our Father in Heaven will give us understanding,

Put all the worries that come, into his hands.

Someday we'll understand and it'll all work you in the way he has planned.

Now and Forever

Now and forever

Our love

Now and forever

How long we will be together

Now and forever

Our friendship

Now and forever

The road we walk

Now and forever

Through the good and bad times

Now and forever

Way that he loves us

Now and forever

A Days Worth of Thinking, Thanking, Praying and Growing

The Growing Feeling

Mom was sick today, which if you know my mom you know that she don't get sick very often, so it's pretty big if she's sick. We relay on mom for so much that it's kinda hard. I hadn't known that she was sick, so I thought it was rather odd that the lights were all off and the kicten was still a mess from the night before, until I heard Tyrel talking to mom I thought that she must not have been home, but it seemed strange that she would leave the house looking like that. I do mine and MacKenzies' laundry on Mondays (my friends always find it funny when I complain about my mom taking my clothes and washing them or MacKenzie giving them to her because I just want to have that bit of independents and growing), so I had been planning on doing that and I was already planning on cooking dinner since I had asked mom yesterday about it (but I had thought that she would be helping me). So, when I got home I cleaned up the kicten, helped the kids get their snacks, had them clean up, got my laundry and what mom had in the dirty clothes started and got my chicken thawed to boil for my casserole (we don't realize how much our mothers have to do until we have to do it for them). Work, work, work, work, work. The whole time while I was making dinner I kept on thinking that I wasn't gonna have enough, the pile of chicken didn't look very big and I was a bit worried about the fact that the recipe only called for 1 cup of rice (uncooked) (I haven't cooked a whole lot of rice so I wasn't real sure that would be enough), but I found that after it was all mixed together there was more than enough. The kids didn't all seem too fond of my casserole, but dad said it was pretty good. I did pretty okay I guess for I being the first meal I have ever cooked for our family without any help from mom and It's a good thing that I had been looking through the cook books on Saturday or we probably would have had leftovers. Seems I am growing up a bit more than I thought, like just this morning I was thinking about how crazy it is that I'll be 16 on Saturday.

Thanking

Back at spring break I had gotten this wort looking thing on one of my fingers. I had showed it to everyone while we were at my grandma's and she had said that it was from kissing wild boys (my mom don't recall this, but I very much do), which I really didn't like especially when they were all teasing me about it (I hand NOT been KISSING ANY WILD BOYS). But then I had gone away. Then about a month ago I noticed (in English class) that it had come back, then I started looking at my hands and I thought that I could see more coming up on some of my other fingers (yes I was a bit freaking out), now I was getting scared about having these things all over my hands. So, when I got home I anointed my hands and prayed about it and then didn't worry about it any more. I had noticed in the past few weeks that it was getting smaller and there were no signs of anymore. Well, today when I looked it was all the way gone again. Then I remembered something that happened about a year ago, we were putting the new shower in the main bathroom and this piece of metal that we needed got lost. Well if you know my dad very well you know that he gets really upset when we lose things and starts yelling and screaming. So, I was praying for the Lord to help us find it as we searched. We couldn't find it and we couldn't find it, then I was laying on the girls floor talking to Dale to see if he could remember having anything like it (when things go missing in our house usually it's because dad misplaced it or Dale had it), I turned over and there it was laying on the floor.

Humbling

It seems I'm always praying for help to be more humble. Today while I walked home I was thinking about how Kansada had said that I was perfect and never do anything wrong, well I sure don't agree with this at all, in no way do I think that I'm perfect and I see were I have done things wrong all the time. So, I guess that in a way I have become a bit humble because I know that I'm not perfect. Lets just not let this bit of knowledge get to my head or I my lose that humbleness. I can see how people might think that I or anyone else may be perfect, because we all have different trials to bare and we don't always see the things that others may be struggling with.