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Through the Fields


She walks through the fields,
The wind blowing through her dark hair.
As she drifts, she sails on the wind.

With pale arms outstretched, she sings.
Her songs are of new love,
Intertwined hearts, and lovely days.

Bare feet waltz through the grass,
Dancing with the breeze
That carries aromas of daisies and roses.

Flowers braided in her hair,
Freckles turned up to the sun,
She leaps and twirls through her peaceful haven.

She cries, she laughs, she ponders.
She basks in the sun,
Which is her constant friend.

She is the Wanderer,
The Queen of Nature,
The Dancer.

She is the Singer.
She sings in the refreshing rain,
And she sings under the rays of her friend.

And through all, she dances,
Skipping softly around
Her sea of weeds.

Her true home,
Her make-believe garden,
Her blissful sanctuary.

This poem is posted on TeenInk over here. (Please, please, PLEASE rate it!)


Favorite Love Songs

Image(playlist here.)

What I love about Valentine’s Day:
-Seeing my parents happily going out on a date.
-Getting Valentines and feeling super-duper special even though everyone else got one almost exactly like it.

What I don’t like about Valentine’s Day:
-It’s not a holiday for single people.
-Me=single. But I’m okay with that. Except on Valentine’s Day.

(But the chocolate makes it all okay.)
Happy Valentine’s Day!

Sunrise, Sunset





Listen here.
Sunrise, Sunset (Fiddler on the Roof)

Is this the little girl I carried?
Is this the little boy at play?

I don’t remember growing older
When did they?

When did she get to be a beauty?
When did he get to be so tall?

Wasn’t it yesterday
When they were small?

Sunrise, sunset
Sunrise, sunset
Swiftly flow the days
Seedlings turn overnight to sunflowers
Blossoming even as we gaze

Sunrise, sunset
Sunrise, sunset
Swiftly fly the years
One season following another
Laden with happiness and tears

What words of wisdom can I give them?
How can I help to ease their way?

Now they must learn from one another
Day by day

They look so natural together

Just like two newlyweds should be

(Perchik & Hodel)
Is there a canopy in store for me?

Sunrise, sunset
Sunrise, sunset
Swiftly fly the years
One season following another
Laden with happiness and tears

Lyrics from here.

The Giver

On Monday, I finished The Giver. I liked it.
My mom has been trying to get me to read that book for years. Finally, I consented (see, I was planning on starting The Lord of the Rings, but my sister is reading it so she gave me The Giver).
It reminded me of all the things I take for granted. I’ve never thought of a life without color, smells, or differences. But most of all, I can’t even imagine a life without love. I couldn’t live without it. People mean too much to me (even though, at times, it doesn’t seem like I do).
Plus, without love, we couldn’t have God. Or, at least, the same God as we have now, because He’s loving. And the thought of no loving God is creepy. And scary. And really, really, depressing.
So there’s a thought for you all today, whether it makes sense or not (even I haven’t finished deciding what I think of the book, but this is what I’ve got so far).


I Love Jesus Because…

(This post is inspired from my last Sunday School lesson, when my teacher said that you don’t have to feel guilty about praising God because He did something awesome for you. Praising Him is a good thing.)

I love Jesus because He gave me an amazing family who love me for who I am.
I love Jesus because He gave me two Christian parents.
I love Jesus because He has given me a house to call home, food to eat, and a warm bed to sleep in.
I love Jesus because He has given me amazing friends.
I love Jesus because He has given me the ability to hear, see, touch, smell, taste, read, write, walk.
I love Jesus because He will never leave my side.
I love Jesus because He will always forgive me when I ask. No matter what I do.
I love Jesus because He loved me first.
I love Jesus because He has given my sister the ability to dance beautifully, with all her heart, for Him.
I love Jesus because He will always protects me.
I love Jesus because He died for me, my family, my friends—everyone.
I love Jesus because He invented music.
I love Jesus because He has given me another day to praise Him with.
I love Jesus because He always knows what’s going on, even when I don’t.
I love Jesus because He had someone come up with the awesome idea of apple pie.


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.


Sixteen Going on Seventeen (Reprise)

I watched The Sound of Music with my sisters tonight. Two songs stood out: this one, and the song Edelweiss. I’ve always loved Edelweiss because it’s one of the only songs I can play on the piano. But the reprise of Sixteen Going on Seventeen spoke to me. It has one message:

Wait. Wait. Wait.

And boy, Maria is right.

When you’re sixteen going on seventeen
Waiting for life to start
Somebody kind who touches your mind
Will suddenly touch your heart

When that happens, after it happens
Nothing is quite the same
Somehow I know I’ll get up and go
If ever he calls my name

Gone are your old ideas of life
The old ideas grow dim
Lo and behold you’re someones wife
And you belong to him

You may think this kind of adventure
Never may come to you
Darling sixteen going on seventeen
Wait a year or two.

I’ll wait a year or two

Just/I’ll wait a year or two