God Answers Prayers

We all know that God answers prayers. I just wanted to write a blog about some of the prayers he's answered in my life recently. I really want to write them down so I can keep remembering them.

First off, He found my dogs a temporary/semi-permanent home until August! There is a family in Vermilion who has a few kids and would like to take care of my dogs. Also, on weekends, when I come home to stay at one of your lucky little homes or my grandparents, I can go pick them up for the weekend. It's like I have visitation rights to my children. Hey, better than nothing. So I just really praise God for that. Time was running out, and I was getting anxious.
Aren't they sweet?

Big one, HUGE. I've been in the process of moving out of residence. God has done everything in his own time, which is great because that's what I want. He's taught me so many lessons through the process: patience, releasing my fears, giving everything to him, thankfulness. Throughout the process, which has been a slow one, he has shown me how to be thankful. I had several meetings with people downstairs, and everytime, it was such a small step. If God had just signed me out the first day, I'd have said thanks...but probably just once. This way, I have had 3 meetings over a period of 2 weeks, and everytime I came out, I was a baby step closer to getting out. And every time, I was so thankful. I would thank God all day long for that one small step. So after all these meetings and emails I have received, I have thanked God more times than I can even think.

Not only did God get me out of residence, he also found me a place to live. I'll be moving into a house with 5 other christian girls, which I am just so excited about. I've met a few of them, and they seem so great.

God provides. He knows what we need and He provides. You just have to remember to ask. And ask with an expecting heart. When you ask God for something, have the faith that he has the power and strength and that he is ABLE to do it. He can do anything. If you think it's small, who cares. Ask. He wants to hear them all.

They Are Not Invited

I'm sick of studying at the same stupid desk, in the same stupid room, in the same stupid uncomfortable chair. So......tonight was the night! I decided to build a new study room. I built myself a fort! Yessss, I love forts! Love them. Tonight's fort is a special one though, not just ANY old fort, but MY fort. I used double sided tape to stick my bed sheet hiiigh up on my wall, and then I tied another end to my closet, oh darn, one side just fell...grrr. And then the other side is weighed down by a huge nursing book (i knew those would come in handy some time!) on my bed. Speaking of the bed, it has been stripped of its formal title..it is naked and bare, and same goes for my poor papasan (bowl) chair. I have taken the cushion off of it, laid it on the floor, taken all my blankets, sheets, pillows, and all, and thrown them in a magnificent fashion onto my floor, into my fort.
There I sat, for most of the evening, and there I will sleep tonight, because my room is like a frying pan, and hot air rises right? So I'm hoping it will be cooler.

As for all my bad days, God is the first one I run to, without a doubt. I'm begging and pleading and giving all of my problems to Him. I thank Him for what I do have. But tonight I'm also going to give Him my worries and fears and anxiety. These things can sometimes be the signs of not trusting God, and I do, fully. So tonight, I've left them all outside of the fort. They are not invited.

The fort is not only the 'Anatomy House', but tonight it's a symbol of what I'm trying really hard to do tonight...Just the same as my fort, I go into the world, and leave all my worries outside. God's bigger than me, what seems like the end of the world to me, is less than a mere splinter to Him. As a very intelligent man told me this evening, check out Philippians 4:6. He also said that it's important to be reminded of and retold of things that we already know.

"Don't worry about anything; instead, pray about everything. Tell God what you need, and thank him for all he has done. If you do this, you will experience God's peace, which is far more wonderful than the human mind can understand. His peace will guard your hearts and minds as you live in Christ Jesus."

Well, time to go back to the fort. Always new mysteries to be uncovered.

--Anonymous

I wish you could post an anonymous blog on your own site, cause then no one would know it was you...

I feel like I'm standing in the middle of a crowd screaming and no one can hear.

The Daveo Photo Smile

This blog is going to be a little out of the ordinary, if you're confused, see DAVEO's link on the side. He asked everyone to make a Daveo photo smile and take a picture. This is my best attempt. I know, they're fabulous...
I feel like Zoolander in this one...not quite as ridiculously good-looking of course.

Note the double chin in this one...

I believe this last one is definately one of the better attempts...

Well, that was entertaining for a short while. So, I hope you at least laughed a little. I call it, "Woman who wears lots of hats and looks so darn good of course"...work of art really.

Suicidal Fish

My fish is suicidal...can anyone help me?

So I've been telling people for quite some time now, that I think I have a depressive suicidal fish...I don't think anyone believed me. He is a fighting fish and unfortunately, can see his reflection in the bowl. So he fights with this strange fish in the glass, and fights all day long until he is completely exhausted.

Last night, Charlie (my fish) looked a little extra depressed. He was moping on the bottom more than usual and on his side, which is out of the ordinary. He was breathing very heavily, almost a wheeze I would say, and I was quite concerned. His water was getting a bit cloudy and so I set some water on the counter to sit for the night and I would change it in the morning.

I did just that. In the morning before my class at stupid o' clock in the morning, I changed Charlie's water and he was back to the go lucky fighting fish that he never is. However, when I got home at 11:00am, I just happened to look in on my delightful man of a fish to see how he was doing, and I couldn't find him..

He likes to play tricks on me and hide under the rocks, so I took the bowl into the kitchen to get something to delicately poke the rocks around to free him from the trap at the bottom. I poked and poked and started to panic. I could not find my fish anywhere!!

THEN, I decided to look on my desk, maybe, like in the movie "Amelie", he tried to commit suicide and jump out, I thought. I was thinking, my goodness that would be horrible to see my poor little fishman lying lifeless on the desk. So I went to look, and I SCREAMED!!!! There lay my poor motionless purple fish on the desk. I was mortified!! And shouted at my roommate, "Pick him up!! Put him in the bowl!!!" She reassured me he was dead and did not think the bowl was a good place for a dead fish. And I insisted he be put back in his home. So she did....AND HE MOVED!!!!!
(Those are his shmeg remains he left on my desk)

Charlie is alive. He is beyond traumatized, but alive. All we can do now is pray, and hope that Kyle doesn't have to write a fish-o-bit for Charlie.

The Story You Never Wanted to Read

Once upon a time there was a princess.
and she lived with a dragon. (fully aware this is not a sentence)
the dragon was so studley it actually hurt him, but he loved her more than words, or fire could ever express.
Unfortunately, this princess was not pretty enough for the ever so studly dragon, and could not bring herself to hindering his potential of finding a gorgeous princess.
However, what the princess didn't know was that the dragon was legally blind, and her apparent lack of beauty made no difference to the feelings he stored deep inside his armoured chest.

And then one day, a man invented 'brail for humans, not words' and delivered it to the door, causing the dragon to 'brail' her face, and it had a huge zit on it.
Fortunately for the princess, the dragon needed a daily dosage of puss in order to cure his blindness... that was ironically temporal, therefore negating the need for brail on her face in the near future.

So, the princess decided to make dinner for the dragon consisting of only poison pea pockets.
The reason she chose to make him this dinner is because she desperately wanted to re-enact the closing scene of "Romeo and Juliette" with her true love.
As Mercutio she decided to cast the molding jar of hummous to be the actor.
She wanted to re-enact the modernized version of the play and when the time came to "make out" with the molding jar she had to plug her nose and smooch away.

And seeings how, Mercutio was her cousin, her mother killed him and ate the hummous.
the mother then started shaking violently. She was turning into a dragon!
This was a good thing so then the dragon could then have the original of the ladies!
but he was still in love with the princess, and he could never love any other.
So the princess fell in love with the dragon that was so passionately in love with her.
and then a strange thing happened. The moon slowly faded into the starkness of the night while casting its shadow delicately upon the two undaunted lovers.
There were mini crabs that then came from out of no where and began singing, "shalalalalal EAT THE GIRL!! shalalala,"

And as a off-key seagull swooped down to pluck her life from this planet, the dragon snatched her first and launched powerfully into the crisp, clean, autumn air.
Finally, a woman was swept off her feet!
and she loved it... but as they were soaring gracefully through the still air, the curse was broken... the dragon became a handsome prince, and they both tumbled into free fall screaming relentlessly.

But, the man was amazing so of course he had an umbrella in his back pocket and they gracefully soared to the ground landing in a pool of spaghetti.
but the spaghetti was in the bowl of the Giant of Juniper Pass, who was about to lower his gigantic spoon in the bowl for a bite to eat.
The prince then screamed up and asked, "Do you have any alfredo sauce to go with this?"
and the princess said, "if you think i'm going to be doing all the cooking in this relationship you can think again!"
Well, we'll just have to take this giant home with us to cook then won't we?

"yes, my love" she replied, "we can get him to do all our cooking while we gaze into each other's eyes and sing 'For My Love' to each other all day and night."
Hey, why don't we just stop by B.D's house on the way home, and let her sing while we gaze for a ridiculously long time into one another's eyes?
ya, that's a great idea honey. i can't believe i called you "honey"... that must mean we're... in LOVE! ! !
for my love
THE END

I'm sorry you had to read this if anyone actually got this far. This was a story written by mindless msn'ers one night.