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happy birthday.

Today is Found and Cherished’s 1st birthday. In honor of that, I’ve done something slightly crazy. Like, oh I don’t know, switching over to Blogger. (I told you it was crazy–well, at least unexpected.) If you’d like to check it out, you can, and in the process find out allll about my family’s spring tradition. So, go on over to the new Found and Cherished and say hi.
Please? : )
(And the posts from this past year will stay here, just to let you know.)




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I never thought I’d make it to sixteen. This age has always been somewhere far away in time. It’s always been a time I’d never reach. And yet here I am, able to say I’m sixteen.
It’s kind of creepy. But that’s okay. I can handle this kind of creepy, because it comes with a lot of good, and so many new dreams and ideas I think my head is going to explode.
See, I have almost impossible goals for my sixteenth year. I don’t want to say what, because I know that the chances of them happening are negative 100%. But I can hope and dream and try my very hardest to succeed. Also, I can say this: what I want to do with this year is huge (like, so huge it feels like Mt. Everest to me). It’s something that, if everything goes as planned (*laughs*), will touch a lot of people.
But I have to trust God and pray a lot to get there. And then there’s the hard work and the concentration. But maybe, just maybe, I’ll succeed. And when I do, we can all celebrate together. And if I don’t get there, seventeen will come around soon enough.
But for now, I’ve only got a year to be sixteen, and I’m going to make it the best I can.


Forgiven and Loved

(Hi. I’m back. I know, it’s been awhile since I last posted, but you will soon find out why. Sort of. Really, there just hasn’t been anything to say. Until… well, the past week. And then there was too much to say and I didn’t know how to say it. But now I’m going to try. And hopefully succeed.)

For the past two weeks, I’ve been super-duper-duper-duper stressed about school. And, well, life in general. I haven’t even been posting on here a lot. If you’ve noticed, the past few posts have been mainly pictures because they were the only thing that felt worth posting about. I figured you guys wouldn’t really want to hear about the papers I’m writing, the science test I’ve been super-duper worried about, or the fact that I am slowly getting behind in my math.

I’ve read before that your blog isn’t supposed to be your journal. Keep personal stuff to yourself. Then I realized that that’s not completely true. I understand that every time I’m angry or tired or worried or stressed, I shouldn’t write a post and publish it here. But sometimes it’s good, because for those who will actually take the time to read a very long blog post all the way to the end (I have trouble doing it, so I’m just going to assume that at least some other people have the same problem), my story can be a witness to them. Besides, if you never write about personal or sad things on your blog, it would get kind of boring after awhile, wouldn’t it? I mean, a blog with only happy, positive, optimistic posts? Sounds unreal to me.

But, of course, I might be wrong. The probability could be very high that I’m wrong, but until someone gives me a really good reason for keeping a completely happy blog, I’m going to write about the negative stuff. On occasion.

So here goes.

Lately, I’ve been crying a lot. I’ve been super-duper stressed about school (as stated above). I haven’t felt peaceful. There has been this horrible storm going on inside of me for the past week or so, and however hard I tried to get rid of it, the storm just got worse. It started out so gradually and slowly that I didn’t see it. First, it was clear blue skies without a cloud in sight. Then, as clouds very slowly started to move in, I started to feel “ish.” It was just small showers here and there. Then longer. Eventually, the rain just kept pouring, and the lightning and thunder came. None of it ever stopped.

I was desperate. I needed a way out of this turmoil, but I didn’t know where to go. And that’s when God, my amazing Father who always steps in at the perfect time, said, “I’m right here! You forgot about me. Again.”


That was my problem. I’d forgotten to cast my cares on Christ. Again. In a way, I’d almost been ignoring him. I’d stopped reading my Bible. I still prayed, but not nearly as much as I had before. I was irritated by everything. I hate to admit it, but I was especially irritated by my family.

Surprisingly, I’m okay with saying all of this to you guys. Why? Because I know God loves me just the way I am, because His perfect Son Jesus Christ died for me. For me. Because of that, in God’s eyes, I’m not a sinner. He will let me into Heaven because Jesus died for me, and I know my sins are forgiven, and I’m loved. Very, very much. So I don’t care what you guys think of my sins. Not because I don’t care about you, but because my repented sins don’t matter anymore. My sins have been repented. God has forgiven me, and the sins are a mere memory to keep me from falling into the same wrong actions again. God isn’t going to let me go because someone disliked what I did and condemned me.

So now, I’m trying my very hardest to not fall back into my sin. My cares were meant to be cast onto Christ, so that’s where they’re going to go. Worrying isn’t going to get me anywhere. Obeying the Bible will. So right here, right now, this sin will begin to end. My anxieties will be tossed out the window, and I will strive to praise God with all my heart.

Cast your burden on the LORD,
and he will sustain you;
he will never permit
the righteous to be moved.
(Psalm 55:22 ESV)

So, if anyone stayed with me until the end of this post, thank you. It really is appreciated.

Have a blessed, wonderful, amazing day.


Summer Can’t Last Forever

Yesterday was my last free day. School starts today.
Now I’ve got to get back into the discipline needed to get my schoolwork done. I have to do math again (ewww…)
I’ve decided to take tons and TONS of notes this year so I can get rid of all of my half-used notebooks. We’ll see how this goes. 


It’s kind of bittersweet for me. I don’t want to let summer go, but the discipline that eventually comes with school is needed. Summer can’t last forever.


At least it finished with a nice end. Summer, that is. I went to church, worshiped my glorious God, then came home and ate some yummy lunch. Then I played tennis with my dad. We won’t go into how badly I did until the end. We went swimming after that, which was refreshing. Then came the church corn roast. We ate corn (duh), played games, and went on hayrides. I was one of the two people who helped photograph it, and that made me happy. 😀


Overall, my summer was pretty nice. Remember the list of things I wanted to do this summer? Well, let’s see how many I  actually did.

– Write with pen and paper–Microsoft Word will be scarcely opened. I did write with pen and paper more than I normally do, but Microsoft Word was still opened.
Spend a lot of time outside, swimming, running, playing. I took up running again. I never really stopped, but I wasn’t very enthusiastic about it. I’m still not, but more than I was.
Listen. To God, people, myself, and music. I don’t know how well I listened. I tried to listen to people more. I know I listened to God when He told me to go to camp (it just took me awhile to obey). And music? Well. I know I listened to music a lot.
Read everything I can get my hands on. I definitely read. From Sherlock Holmes to Blue Like Jazz. I’m in the process of reading After the Dancing Days.
Do more crafts.  Like this oneI did more crafts. I didn’t make the dress I was planning on, but I started making cards. It’s actually kinda fun 🙂
Take lots and lots and lots of pictures. I definitely took lots of pictures.
Memorize Matthew. Minus the genealogy. Well… I memorized part of it. But I at least read the whole thing.
Love more. Be selfless. Work on humility. I don’t know how I did on this one. I’ll let the people I know judge this one.
Document your summer in a scrapbook. I have yet to make a scrapbook of my summer, but it will happen. I promise.
Bake. Cook. A lot. I think I did pretty well on baking and cooking. I mean, considering I worked in a kitchen this summer… AND I made my very first pie this summer! It was pretty good! 🙂
Go tent camping. I haven’t gone tent camping. But I will. I hope.
See Tenth Avenue North in concert. Unfortunately, I didn’t get to see Tenth Avenue North in concert. But I AM seeing the Newsboys in September.

Plus, I worked at camp, and I know that I’ve grown closer to God this summer. But now I have to move on and discover new things, like what Biology is about, and how to work out Geometry. It’s time to see how many vocabulary words I know, and how many I thought I knew and totally messed up.


But summer will come back around eventually. It always does. And I’ll be waiting for it with open arms.