March for Life. Atlanta

I could not make it to Washington DC unfortunately for the big March for Life, but with a bit of maneuvering I got one of the other girls I work with to take my shift for me so I could go to the March for Life in Atlanta. Woo Hoo.








I can't fit all of the pics I took, so here is a link you can follow to see the rest of them if you would like.

http://www.new.facebook.com/album.php?aid=58022&l=ce72b&id=549424677

New Years Resolution

I'm a part of the fellowship of the unashamed. The die has been cast. I have stepped over the line. The decision has been made. I'm a disciple of His and I won't look back, let up, slow down, back away, or be still.

My past is redeemed. My present makes sense. My future is secure. I'm done and finished with low living, sight walking, small planning, smooth knees, colorless dreams, tamed visions, mundane talking, cheap living, and dwarfed goals.

I no longer need preeminence, prosperity, position, promotions, plaudits, or popularity. I don't have to be right, or first, or tops, or recognized, or praised, or rewarded. I live by faith, lean on His presence, walk by patience, lift by prayer, and labor by Holy Spirit power.

My face is set. My gait is fast. My goal is heaven. My road may be narrow, my way rough, my companions few, but my guide is reliable and my mission is clear.

I will not be bought, compromised, detoured, lured away, turned back, deluded or delayed.

I will not flinch in the face of sacrifice or hesitate in the presence of the adversary. I will not negotiate at the table of the enemy, ponder at the pool of popularity, or meander in the maze of mediocrity.

I won't give up, shut up, or let up until I have stayed up, stored up, prayed up, paid up, and preached up for the cause of Christ.

I am a disciple of Jesus. I must give until I drop, preach until all know, and work until He comes. And when He does come for His own, He'll have no problems recognizing me. My colors will be clear!*

Source: A young, unknown African pastor from Zimbabwe, martyred in 1990 for his faith.

Grandads Vest

This is the vest I knit for my Grandad for christmass. He liked it very much. I spent a good part of christmass eve frantically trying to sew it together and crochet the edge on the neck and arm holes.

Oh Me, Oh My

This is our dinosaur cookie cutter, not at bunny no, its a dinosaur. Can't you tell?

Christmass Eve Sugar Cookie Party

So here we are at our christmass eve sugar cookie party. Every year on christmass eve we make sugar cookies and decorate them. We had several friends over to help us with that project. Mrs. Katie a science teacher at EC High School who also goes to our church, Jessica, Jon's girlfriend, J.T. Perry who is an JROTC friend of Jon and Namoi, and Abby who is the daughter of our landlady.







Hanging out on the couch



Just us girls hanging out on the couch.



Abby and Naomi cutting cookies.

I have dyed

Ok, so its red. What can I say?

Wisdom Teeth

The teeth on the top are my upper wisdom teeth and had been taken out some time ago. The teeth on the bottom are my lower wisdom teeth and were taken out yesterday afternoon. They had to be broken before they could be pulled out. I have very stubborn teeth.