as I lay here, breathing in

as I pray here, breathing in

as I forget, so easily

how to exhale, I imagine

comforting arms, saying its all ok

but then again, they stay away

I remember the laugh she used to make

and the laugh and words I used to say

I remember never caring never daring

to be different, what a diesease

as I lay here, breathing in

I am at home at 9:53 cause i hurt waaah. My band director told me that popcorn makes you feel better so i made a bag and took to sud-da-fed, hopefully they will nock me out. Anyways, i am kinda sad cause Spring Breakthrough isnt on my spring break so I might not get to go. I could go snowboarding instead and that would be fun.... Oh goodness, Casey is being nice to me, to nice. I am rather afraid that he might have something evil planned for me but, as long as it is something I can fix with windex, no big. Anywho, pain, pain, pain. I have presents to wrap and dishes to do if it stops so lata!

Breaking news.... Santa and Satan spelt with the same letters!

 

Christmas is a celebration on the birth of Christ Jesus... or is.

 

Satans doesnt play clean, he is a lier, a cheater, and a stealer. He took the joyous celebration for our King and used it for his devices.

 

Now, Christmas is a day where you get everything you want materially, no need for God just that new phone/ipod/cd/t.v. you wanted. When you dont get one of the things on your "list" you cry or whine or are jealous of your friends.

 

All I know is that when I grow older is that Christmas is for Christ and I will tell my children that. I will read "T'was the night before Jesus birth" instead of the traditional "T'was the night before Christmas"

 

It says in the Bible that no one can serve two masters, for he will love one and hate the other. This season of the year, are you trying to serve two masters, the master of self-indulgance and self-pleasure as well as our Lord and Savior.

 

As for me and my house we will serve the Lord.

 

Give to the Lord what is His and to Ceasur what is Ceasurs.

 

Dont let Santa be Satan, dont take your eyes off of the King.

so as I find myself sitting at home and "mysteriously" unable to contact my father, I realize that Saturdays, have indeed become my least favorite day of the week. Well as of now anyways. I have nothing to do and no one to do it with and it is truly sad. With almost all of my Christmas shopping done an no errands to run, this day is basically useless in my everyday life. I suppose I could do my spelling project, or the dishes, or even more laundry.... But what kind of life would it be when you do the same thing everyday, no matter what day it is. Saturdays should have something especially for them, just as monday has the tears of the beginning of the week and friday has the joy of freedom for the weekend. I have no church activities on Saturdays to add on to the degree of nothings that i have to do today. Having some church activity every other day of the week used to be good but now it is almost like a joke thrown in my face. Well, i have text messages to respond to and hair to tame if I intend to go get wrappinng paper anytime today. Ok, so that is that, hopefully this day will get better, if I could just get moving!