Loss

I'll miss you Lindsey lou.

oldness

So, last night I was crazy cool and went to the Creation Fest. Its basically a bunch of rock/hard rock Christian bands who tour together. I haven't been to such an energy filled concert in years. It was amazing. I danced and jumped and sang my heart out, I stayed up way past my bedtime, and I felt like I was 17 again...

Unfortunately when I woke up this morning I felt like I was 100. My head hurt, my calves ached, my throat hurt, my head hurt, I could barely keep my eyes open on the drive to work, my head hurt, my voice was scratchy, and my back hurt. And did I mention my head hurt?

Creative juices flowing...

I went to Michael's and found blank cards on sale...in bulk. Therefore, I have been busy creating :) Here are a few of my favorites so far.

Personalized cards I made for my Compassion kids.


We got new colored pencils in our class, and I couldn't help myself. I made this today on my lunch break :)


A couple simple Christmas cards...and no its not too early for Christmas stuff. I even broke out the Christmas music today, and I'm not ashamed.


These are a personalized scripture cards I made for my Compassion kids. They each have a special verse written out on the back.

Another classroom creation. I broke out the water colors with the kids last week, and I couldn't resist joining in the fun.

Robbed.

So, is Oprah on the selection committee for the Nobel Peace Prize or what? Really, lets give Barak Obama the time to actually accomplish one of the promises he's made before we award him such a highly esteemed prize.

Not saying President Obama is or isn't going to eventually be deserving of the Nobel Peace Prize, but lets look at who is deserving of it NOW. There are numbers of people who have committed their lives to promoting peace, and who have risked EVERYTHING.

For example, Greg Mortenson has committed his life to building schools and providing education to all, including girls, in Afghanistan and Pakistan.

Then, there is Sima Samar, who overcame the odds as a Hazara and a woman, to become a doctor and a powerful advocate in Afghanistan for human rights.

And of course, my favorite choice would be Morgan Tsvangirai, Zimbabwe's Prime Minister. He has overcome imprisonments, beatings, the death of his wife, and a lifetime of persecution to fight for the rights of the people of Zimbabwe.

There are so many deserving people who were robbed of this prize, and robbed of the money award that would have, no doubt, been used to further the good that they have actually done and continue to do.

my new ride

Why I miss my old car:

It had character. It was well broken in. I probably transported over 100 kids in that car. Every stain and scratch had a story. I taught a single teen mom how to drive in that car so she could get a license, get a job, and provide for her family. It took dozens if kids to church or Bible studies, where several of them accepted Christ. And most of all, it was "just a car". I never freaked out over accidental spills or bumps, because I was more concerned about loving the people in the car than the car itself.

So, this is my new ride. It is wonderful. Its brand-new and beautiful. I will try to take care of it as best as I can, I just hope I don't forget that it is a blessing from God, and it is to be used for Him. Spills and scratches will happen at some point, but that's okay, because it is "just a car."

addicted...

...to decopodge.

This is a picture frame I made for Mariah. Its probably my favorite I've ever made. Its a little bit all over the place, but I think thats why I like it so much.

Ba-Bye.

My dear car has taken many people to many places. She has been good to me, but it is time for her to go to car heaven :(