Apr 30, 2008

Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing

I love the lyrics to this Hymn. It is always an eye opener hearing it. This is verse one and three.

Come, thou Fount of every blessing,

tune my heart to sing thy grace;
streams of mercy, never ceasing,
call for songs of loudest praise.
Teach me some melodious sonnet,
sung by flaming tongues above.
Praise the mount! I'm fixed upon it,
mount of thy redeeming love.

O to grace how great a debtor
daily I'm constrained to be!
Let thy goodness, like a fetter,
bind my wandering heart to thee.
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it,
prone to leave the God I love;
here's my heart, O take and seal it,
seal it for thy courts above.

Apr 28, 2008

Biola Follow up

So we are home. =D All is well and we had a good tournament all in all. Jared is now qualified for the the national tournament in Alabama in two categories; Duo interpretation and dramatic interpretation. I won first place in the novice track of impromptu speaking which was very cool. I love impromptu so much, so I'm glad it went well. There is another tournament this weekend at Foxwarthy Baptist Church. If you are older then eighteen and would like to judge, it is very fun and we are in need of judges. (a shameless plug of course).
Thats all for now!

Apr 24, 2008

Off to Biola...

We are going to a tournament today, so be praying. It is down in LA at Biola University. We have a long drive today, and a few long days ahead. I will update on this tournament later, but again keep us in your prayers. Thank you!

Apr 23, 2008

An Interview with Asher

Me: What was your favorite part of Marine World?

Asher: Um... roller coasters. Hot air balloons... but we went high up! High up on the hot air balloons!
And we went on a cat ride too, and it went up and down up and down... and, it was going up but not going down. I saw it on the other side... and I saw an orange car picking up um another car... in it. And um, theres no swings on the playground! And we went on the playground...
and we went on a truck ride and we went round an around an around, and I said "could we go on the truck ride again?" and he said "no." daddy did... so... I want to cook.

Me: What do you want to cook Asher?

Asher: I wanna cook pasta...

Me: What kind?

Asher: No tomato sauce, but a burger and pasta.... and tortillas and cheese but not peas cause I don't like peas... so I want tortillas and cheese with beans... and cheese too. So and uh and I want to cook strawberrys too, and I wanta get root beer too. And thats all...

Me: Whats your favorite kind of car?

Asher: Yellow... and blue too. and gold too, and silver too.

Me: What do you like better, trucks or cars?

Asher: Um trucks... and cars. I do... like trucks and cars and big trucks and little trucks... and thats all.

Me: Do you like playing out side? What do you do?

Asher: Go down the slide... um and go on horses and go on cars... yea. i go outside with my sisters.

Me: What are you wearing?

Asher: Uh... a shirt and pants. Gold and blue. Shiloh put them on me. I like my shirt
*sings a tune*

Me: Whats you favorite thing to do?

Asher: Read books... and car books. But not plant books cause plants poke me... pokey ones. and I like to play cars... outside... uh and thats all. Bye!

Apr 21, 2008

A Dedication

I Dedicate the song Unwritten by Natasha Bedingfield to my unwritten blog. Although the lyricist is not specific about what it is she "reaches for" it is a fun song. Below is an excerpt from the lyrics.

I am unwritten,

Can't read my mind, I'm undefined

I'm just beginning

The pen's in my hand , Ending unplanned

Staring at the blank page before you

Open up the dirty window

Let the sun illuminate the words, That you could not find

Reaching for something in the distance

So close you can almost taste it

Release your inhibitions

Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you

Only you can let it in

No one else, no one else

Can speak the words on your lips

Drench yourself in words unspoken

Live your life with arms wide open

Today is where your book begins

The rest is still unwritten, yeah