You probably are thinking why i am going to be running this weekend, well I am NOT Zeba and the team our! I am soo scared because this is Zeba's FIRST tourney! We tried the pair team yesterday and well it didn't go well! Star is going around the jumps and Zeba is dropping her ball!!! AHHHH! I am scared that zeba is going to chase the other dog on the other side! And star does victory laps (only coming back when she wants to)! So John and Nancy are doing really good working with me and Zeba! If Zeba is doing good she might be on a full 6 dog team!! I really want her to get lots of points but I don't want to push her!
We are going to Teresa and Rus's house this summer with Jackie! We will take Sandy, Zeba and Houston while my dad is stuck with the good doggies! Jackie is bringing Roxy! Lets just hope that Sandy and Houston wont get in a fight!
Well going to go call my grandma! Love y'all!
God Bless
Hopie
Monday, March 26, 2007
Sunday, March 25, 2007
Movies!
Hey Y'all I have the best movie you should watch it is called "operation petticoat"! Then there is star gate which is a series(with Richard Dean Andersen)!
Hope again!
Hey guys,
Today is Sunday!!!! I can't wait till later today! The whole catchers teams is coming over! (ah that is a lot of Doggies!) Well haven't talk to Janell in a while but I hope she is having fun! I threw the football with my dad and GEE he can throw hard but for all your info I caught all of them but like 3! We are playing flag football for P.E so my dad kept saying you should be a quarter back.
Kelly and Maddie came to first service today!!
Well Ta Ta for now
(Isent this baby cute?!)(by the way NOT kaylyns baby)
Saturday, March 24, 2007
Hope here
Hey Y'all! Hope here! Just wanted to say hi! Heather is taking over the blog!! LOL! Janell and the girls are still going!! I couldn't believe it when Janell said they were going to do it! So keep praying for them and Mr. Stringer. I got my ears pierced and I think I look cute! So now you all know what I want for my birthday! Can you tell that I want my birthday!! My family went to Nana's and papa's last night and I took Zeba and she LOVES I mean LOVES my grandma and grandpa! She hasn't seen them for like 2 months! Zeba knows how to roll over thanks to Janell! I found a new christian singer his name is Jimmy Needham, he does all kinds of music like blues, Jazz, Pop, Rap(I haven't heard his rap yet!).
Well ta ta for now
love y'all
Friday, March 23, 2007
Getting Dogs
We have six dogs as of right now~
The first dog that I remember having was Honey a golden retriever who loved cats and kids. She was the perfect dog. Until construction started across our street and they used dynamites. Honey would freak out and get out of our yard. She always ran down to the school. Well we did everything we could to stop her but she kept getting out. The school said that the next time Honey runs to the school they would call the Humane Society. We came home and Honey didn't come to greet us. Holly, Hope and I ran around calling "HONEY!!!". She didn't come. A couple of days latter mommy checked the Humane Society to see if she got a home. The man said that golden retrievers were(are) popular. She was such a good dog I'm sure she is happy.
Then our friends monstrous black lab bread with their neighbors brown lab. So our friends got the pick of the litter but they didn't want another dog. So they said we could get the puppy. At six weeks of age the owner of the female dog said that if we wanted a puppy we would have to come and get it 'cause he didn't want them. So we went to his house and saw all of the puppies (I liked a little brown one). We then got Rocky our big Canadian, black lab. We all had names we wanted so we put them in a bowl. And out came Rocky. He is now nine years old.
Mommy started a sport called Flyball with Rocky. She trained and ran him. We had a friend in Flyball who knew someone who rescued a six month old dog. We were looking for a dog anyway so they told us about her. She turned out to be an all black border collie. She came with the name Sophia (which we changed to Sophie). Holly and I trained and ran her with the help of our friends on Catchers on the Fly. Sophie is now my dog. She is the best dog EVER!!! She always wants to please us, she is very smart and she is easy to train. I love her immensely. She is now six.
Next we got Houston. Mommy started looking at the Border collie rescue and talked daddy into buying Houston. He was physically and mentally abused we couldn't touch him for three days. In fact he was suppose to be Holly's flyball dog (it didn't work out) He is our couch potato/mascot. If fact he has come out of his shell and is the cutest love bug. We even got him to fetch a ball and do half of flyball. He is a really fun dog being what we think is half Corgi and half sheltie.
The first dog that I remember having was Honey a golden retriever who loved cats and kids. She was the perfect dog. Until construction started across our street and they used dynamites. Honey would freak out and get out of our yard. She always ran down to the school. Well we did everything we could to stop her but she kept getting out. The school said that the next time Honey runs to the school they would call the Humane Society. We came home and Honey didn't come to greet us. Holly, Hope and I ran around calling "HONEY!!!". She didn't come. A couple of days latter mommy checked the Humane Society to see if she got a home. The man said that golden retrievers were(are) popular. She was such a good dog I'm sure she is happy.
Then our friends monstrous black lab bread with their neighbors brown lab. So our friends got the pick of the litter but they didn't want another dog. So they said we could get the puppy. At six weeks of age the owner of the female dog said that if we wanted a puppy we would have to come and get it 'cause he didn't want them. So we went to his house and saw all of the puppies (I liked a little brown one). We then got Rocky our big Canadian, black lab. We all had names we wanted so we put them in a bowl. And out came Rocky. He is now nine years old.
Mommy started a sport called Flyball with Rocky. She trained and ran him. We had a friend in Flyball who knew someone who rescued a six month old dog. We were looking for a dog anyway so they told us about her. She turned out to be an all black border collie. She came with the name Sophia (which we changed to Sophie). Holly and I trained and ran her with the help of our friends on Catchers on the Fly. Sophie is now my dog. She is the best dog EVER!!! She always wants to please us, she is very smart and she is easy to train. I love her immensely. She is now six.
Next we got Houston. Mommy started looking at the Border collie rescue and talked daddy into buying Houston. He was physically and mentally abused we couldn't touch him for three days. In fact he was suppose to be Holly's flyball dog (it didn't work out) He is our couch potato/mascot. If fact he has come out of his shell and is the cutest love bug. We even got him to fetch a ball and do half of flyball. He is a really fun dog being what we think is half Corgi and half sheltie.
After Houston we got the terrible Cairn Terrier called Sandy. He could get past us when we were going out of our fence. Boy was it annoying. He was always getting out and running around. Luckily he decided that he liked us and stopped running away. I think he is four now.
Then we got Jazz. A cute tri colored border collie who needed a home. She turned out to be Holly's dog. She was almost trained in flyball. At first she was kinda freaky. If us kids were playing around, throwing pillows and shouting Jazz will run into the bathroom! She still does it but she is getting better with visitors and has become a good family pet. Now she can't play flyball anymore because her joints and wrists will swell up and she gets stiff. She is four years old.
FINALLY we got Zeba. Daddy thought of the name and it stuck. She is a border-jack. She is Hope's black and white puppy. She likes to jump on people and has really long legs. She is over a year old.
So these are our dogs. We'll put up pictures later.
If you're thinking about getting a dog we recommend researching the breed you want. Goldens are good family dogs while a border collie must have something to do or they will find something (usually digging or other destructiveness). God Bless Heather
In an E-Mail
We were just sent this story in an e-mail. It may not be true but the moral is.
ILLUSTRATION OF THE GREATEST STORY EVER TOLD
There was a certain Professor of Religion named Dr Christianson, a studious man who taught at a small college in the western United States. Dr. Christianson taught the required survey course in Christianity at this particular institution. Every student was required to take this course his or her freshman year, regardless of his or her major.
Although Dr Christianson tried hard to communicate the essence of the gospel in his class, he found that most of his students looked upon the course as nothing but required drudgery. Despite his best efforts, most students refused to take Christianity seriously.
This year, Dr.Christianson had a special student named Steve. Steve was only a freshman, but was studying with the intent of going onto seminary for the ministry. Steve was popular, he was well liked, and he was an imposing physical specimen. He was now the starting center on the school football team, and was the best student in the professor's class.
One day, Dr. Christianson asked Steve to stay after class so he could talk with him.
"How many push-ups can you do?" Steve said, "I do about 200 every night.""200? That's pretty good, Steve," Dr. Christianson said. Do youthink you could do 300?"Steve replied, "I don't know... I've never done 300 at a time." "Do you think you could?" again asked Dr. Christianson."Well, I can try," said Steve."Can you do 300 in sets of 10? I have a class project in mind and I need you to do about 300 push-ups in sets of ten for this to work. Can you do it? I need you to tell me you can do it," said the professor.Steve said, "Well... I think I can...yeah, I can do it!"Dr. Christianson said, "Good! I need you to do this on Friday. Let me explain what I have in mind."Friday came and Steve got to class early and sat in the front of the room. When class started, the professor pulled out a big box of donuts. No, these weren't the normal kinds of donuts, they were the extra fancy BIG kind, with cream centers and frosting swirls. Everyone was pretty excited it was Friday, the last class of the day, and they were going to get an early start on the weekend with a party in Dr.Christianson's class. Dr. Christianson went to the first girl in the first row andasked,"Cynthia, do you want to have one of these donuts?"Cynthia said, "Yes."Dr. Christianson then turned to Steve and asked, "Steve, would you do ten push ups so that Cynthia can have a donut?" "Sure." Steve jumped down from his desk to do a quick ten.Then Steve again sat in his desk. Dr. Christianson put a donut on Cynthia's desk. Dr. Christianson then went to Joe, the next person, and asked,"Joe, do you want a donut?"Joe said, "Yes."Dr. Christianson asked, "Steve would you do ten push-ups so Joe can have a donut?"Steve did ten push-ups, Joe got a donut. And so it went, down the first aisle, Steve did ten pushups for every person before they got their donut. Walking down the second aisle, Dr. Christianson came to Scott. Scott was on the basketball team, and in as good condition as Steve. He was very popular and never lacking for female companionship.When the professor asked, "Scott do you want a donut?"Scott's reply was, "Well, can I do my own pushups?"Dr. Christianson said, "No, Steve has to do them."Then Scott said, "Well, I don't want one then."Dr. Christianson shrugged and then turned to Steve and asked, "Steve, would you do ten pushups so Scott can have a donut he doesn't want?With perfect obedience Steve started to do ten pushups. Scott said, "HEY! I said I didn't want one!"Dr. Christianson said, "Look, this is my classroom, my class, my desks, and these are my donuts. Just leave it on the desk if you don't want it." And he put a donut on Scott's desk. Now by this time, Steve had begun to slow down a little. He just stayed on the floor between sets because it took too much effort to be getting up and down. You could start to see a little perspiration coming out around his brow.
Dr. Christianson started down the third row. Now the students were beginning to get a little angry. Dr. Christianson asked Jenny,"Jenny, do you want a donut?"Sternly, Jenny said, "No!" Then Dr. Christianson asked Steve, "Steve, would you do ten more push-ups so Jenny can have a donut that she doesn't want?"Steve did ten....Jenny got a donut.By now, a growing sense of uneasiness filled the room. The students were beginning to say "No", and there were all these uneaten donuts on the desks. Steve also had to really put forth a lot of extra effort to get these pushups done for each donut. There began to be a small pool of sweat on the floor beneath his face, his arms and brow were beginning to get red because of the physical effort involved.
Dr. Christianson asked Robert, who was the most vocal unbeliever in the class, to watch Steve do each push up to make sure he did the full ten pushups in a set because he couldn't bear to watch all of Steve's work for all of those uneaten donuts. He sent Robert over to where Steve was so Robert could count the set and watch Steve closely.
Dr. Christianson started down the fourth row. During his class, however, some students from other classes had wandered in and sat down on the steps along theradiators that ran down the sides of the room. When the professor realized this, he did a quick count and saw that now there were 34 students in the room. He started to worry if Steve would be able to make it.
Dr. Christianson went on to the next person and the next and the next. Near the end of that row, Steve was really having a rough time. He was taking a lot more time to complete each set.Steve asked Dr Christianson, "Do I have to make my nose touch on each one?"Dr. Christianson thought for a moment, "Well, they're your pushups. You are in charge now. You can do them any way that you want."
And Dr. Christianson went on.A few moments later, Jason, a recent transfer student, came to the room and was about to come in when all the students yelled in one voice,"NO! Don't come in! Stay out!"Jason didn't know what was going on. Steve picked up his head and said, "No, let him come."Professor Christianson said, "You realize that if Jason comes in you will have to do ten pushups for him?"Steve said, "Yes, let him come in. Give him a donut."Dr. Christianson said, "Okay, Steve, I'll let you get Jason's out of the way right now. Jason, do you want a donut?" Jason, new to the room, hardly knew what was going on. "Yes," he said, "give me a donut.""Steve, will you do ten push-ups so that Jason can have a donut?"Steve did ten pushups very slowly and with great effort. Jason, bewildered, was handed a donut and sat down.
Dr. Christianson finished the fourth row, and then started on those visitors seated by the heaters. Steve's arms were now shaking with each push-up in a struggle to lift himself against the force of gravity. By this time sweat was profusely dropping off of his face, there was no sound except his heavy breathing; there was not a dry eye in the room.
The very last two students in the room were two young women, both cheerleaders, and very popular.
Dr. Christianson went to Linda, the second to last, and asked, "Linda, do you want a doughnut?"Linda said, very sadly, "No, thank you."Professor Christianson quietly asked, "Steve, would you do ten push-ups so that Linda can have a donut she doesn't want?"Grunting from the effort, Steve did ten very slow pushups for Linda.
Then Dr Christianson turned to the last girl, Susan. "Susan, do you want a donut?"Susan, with tears flowing down her face, began to cry. "Dr. Christianson, why can't I help him?"Dr. Christianson, with tears of his own, said, "No, Steve has to it alone, I have given him this task and he is in charge of seeing that everyone has an opportunity for a donut whether they want it or not. When I decided to have a party this last day of class, I looked at my grade book. Steve here is the only student with a perfect grade. Everyone else has failed a test, skipped class, or offered me inferior work.Steve told me that in football practice, when a player messes up he must do push-ups. I told Steve that none of you could come to my party unless he paid the price by doing your push ups. He and I made a deal for your sakes.""Steve, would you do ten push-ups so Susan can have a donut?"As Steve very slowly finished his last pushup, with the understanding that he had accomplished all that was required of him, having done 350 pushups, his arms buckled beneath him and he fell to the floor.
Dr. Christianson turned to the room and said,"And so it was, that our Savior, Jesus Christ, on the cross, plead to the Father, "into thy hands I commend my spirit." With the understanding that He had done everything that was required of Him, He yielded up His life. And like some of those in this room, many of us leave the gift on the desk, uneaten."Two students helped Steve up off the floor and to a seat, physically exhausted, but wearing a thin smile.
"Well done, good and faithful servant," said the professor, adding "Not all sermons are preached in words." Turning to his class, the professor said, "My wish is that you might understand and fully comprehend all the riches of grace and mercy that have been given to you through the sacrifice of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. He spared not His only Begotten Son, but gave Him up for us all, for the whole Church, now and forever.
Whether or not we choose to accept His gift to us, the price has been paid."
"Wouldn't you be foolish and ungrateful to leave it lying on the desk?""For the Son of Man has come to save that which was lost." (Matthew 18:11)I thought this was a great illustration of the Love Christ has for all of us!
ILLUSTRATION OF THE GREATEST STORY EVER TOLD
There was a certain Professor of Religion named Dr Christianson, a studious man who taught at a small college in the western United States. Dr. Christianson taught the required survey course in Christianity at this particular institution. Every student was required to take this course his or her freshman year, regardless of his or her major.
Although Dr Christianson tried hard to communicate the essence of the gospel in his class, he found that most of his students looked upon the course as nothing but required drudgery. Despite his best efforts, most students refused to take Christianity seriously.
This year, Dr.Christianson had a special student named Steve. Steve was only a freshman, but was studying with the intent of going onto seminary for the ministry. Steve was popular, he was well liked, and he was an imposing physical specimen. He was now the starting center on the school football team, and was the best student in the professor's class.
One day, Dr. Christianson asked Steve to stay after class so he could talk with him.
"How many push-ups can you do?" Steve said, "I do about 200 every night.""200? That's pretty good, Steve," Dr. Christianson said. Do youthink you could do 300?"Steve replied, "I don't know... I've never done 300 at a time." "Do you think you could?" again asked Dr. Christianson."Well, I can try," said Steve."Can you do 300 in sets of 10? I have a class project in mind and I need you to do about 300 push-ups in sets of ten for this to work. Can you do it? I need you to tell me you can do it," said the professor.Steve said, "Well... I think I can...yeah, I can do it!"Dr. Christianson said, "Good! I need you to do this on Friday. Let me explain what I have in mind."Friday came and Steve got to class early and sat in the front of the room. When class started, the professor pulled out a big box of donuts. No, these weren't the normal kinds of donuts, they were the extra fancy BIG kind, with cream centers and frosting swirls. Everyone was pretty excited it was Friday, the last class of the day, and they were going to get an early start on the weekend with a party in Dr.Christianson's class. Dr. Christianson went to the first girl in the first row andasked,"Cynthia, do you want to have one of these donuts?"Cynthia said, "Yes."Dr. Christianson then turned to Steve and asked, "Steve, would you do ten push ups so that Cynthia can have a donut?" "Sure." Steve jumped down from his desk to do a quick ten.Then Steve again sat in his desk. Dr. Christianson put a donut on Cynthia's desk. Dr. Christianson then went to Joe, the next person, and asked,"Joe, do you want a donut?"Joe said, "Yes."Dr. Christianson asked, "Steve would you do ten push-ups so Joe can have a donut?"Steve did ten push-ups, Joe got a donut. And so it went, down the first aisle, Steve did ten pushups for every person before they got their donut. Walking down the second aisle, Dr. Christianson came to Scott. Scott was on the basketball team, and in as good condition as Steve. He was very popular and never lacking for female companionship.When the professor asked, "Scott do you want a donut?"Scott's reply was, "Well, can I do my own pushups?"Dr. Christianson said, "No, Steve has to do them."Then Scott said, "Well, I don't want one then."Dr. Christianson shrugged and then turned to Steve and asked, "Steve, would you do ten pushups so Scott can have a donut he doesn't want?With perfect obedience Steve started to do ten pushups. Scott said, "HEY! I said I didn't want one!"Dr. Christianson said, "Look, this is my classroom, my class, my desks, and these are my donuts. Just leave it on the desk if you don't want it." And he put a donut on Scott's desk. Now by this time, Steve had begun to slow down a little. He just stayed on the floor between sets because it took too much effort to be getting up and down. You could start to see a little perspiration coming out around his brow.
Dr. Christianson started down the third row. Now the students were beginning to get a little angry. Dr. Christianson asked Jenny,"Jenny, do you want a donut?"Sternly, Jenny said, "No!" Then Dr. Christianson asked Steve, "Steve, would you do ten more push-ups so Jenny can have a donut that she doesn't want?"Steve did ten....Jenny got a donut.By now, a growing sense of uneasiness filled the room. The students were beginning to say "No", and there were all these uneaten donuts on the desks. Steve also had to really put forth a lot of extra effort to get these pushups done for each donut. There began to be a small pool of sweat on the floor beneath his face, his arms and brow were beginning to get red because of the physical effort involved.
Dr. Christianson asked Robert, who was the most vocal unbeliever in the class, to watch Steve do each push up to make sure he did the full ten pushups in a set because he couldn't bear to watch all of Steve's work for all of those uneaten donuts. He sent Robert over to where Steve was so Robert could count the set and watch Steve closely.
Dr. Christianson started down the fourth row. During his class, however, some students from other classes had wandered in and sat down on the steps along theradiators that ran down the sides of the room. When the professor realized this, he did a quick count and saw that now there were 34 students in the room. He started to worry if Steve would be able to make it.
Dr. Christianson went on to the next person and the next and the next. Near the end of that row, Steve was really having a rough time. He was taking a lot more time to complete each set.Steve asked Dr Christianson, "Do I have to make my nose touch on each one?"Dr. Christianson thought for a moment, "Well, they're your pushups. You are in charge now. You can do them any way that you want."
And Dr. Christianson went on.A few moments later, Jason, a recent transfer student, came to the room and was about to come in when all the students yelled in one voice,"NO! Don't come in! Stay out!"Jason didn't know what was going on. Steve picked up his head and said, "No, let him come."Professor Christianson said, "You realize that if Jason comes in you will have to do ten pushups for him?"Steve said, "Yes, let him come in. Give him a donut."Dr. Christianson said, "Okay, Steve, I'll let you get Jason's out of the way right now. Jason, do you want a donut?" Jason, new to the room, hardly knew what was going on. "Yes," he said, "give me a donut.""Steve, will you do ten push-ups so that Jason can have a donut?"Steve did ten pushups very slowly and with great effort. Jason, bewildered, was handed a donut and sat down.
Dr. Christianson finished the fourth row, and then started on those visitors seated by the heaters. Steve's arms were now shaking with each push-up in a struggle to lift himself against the force of gravity. By this time sweat was profusely dropping off of his face, there was no sound except his heavy breathing; there was not a dry eye in the room.
The very last two students in the room were two young women, both cheerleaders, and very popular.
Dr. Christianson went to Linda, the second to last, and asked, "Linda, do you want a doughnut?"Linda said, very sadly, "No, thank you."Professor Christianson quietly asked, "Steve, would you do ten push-ups so that Linda can have a donut she doesn't want?"Grunting from the effort, Steve did ten very slow pushups for Linda.
Then Dr Christianson turned to the last girl, Susan. "Susan, do you want a donut?"Susan, with tears flowing down her face, began to cry. "Dr. Christianson, why can't I help him?"Dr. Christianson, with tears of his own, said, "No, Steve has to it alone, I have given him this task and he is in charge of seeing that everyone has an opportunity for a donut whether they want it or not. When I decided to have a party this last day of class, I looked at my grade book. Steve here is the only student with a perfect grade. Everyone else has failed a test, skipped class, or offered me inferior work.Steve told me that in football practice, when a player messes up he must do push-ups. I told Steve that none of you could come to my party unless he paid the price by doing your push ups. He and I made a deal for your sakes.""Steve, would you do ten push-ups so Susan can have a donut?"As Steve very slowly finished his last pushup, with the understanding that he had accomplished all that was required of him, having done 350 pushups, his arms buckled beneath him and he fell to the floor.
Dr. Christianson turned to the room and said,"And so it was, that our Savior, Jesus Christ, on the cross, plead to the Father, "into thy hands I commend my spirit." With the understanding that He had done everything that was required of Him, He yielded up His life. And like some of those in this room, many of us leave the gift on the desk, uneaten."Two students helped Steve up off the floor and to a seat, physically exhausted, but wearing a thin smile.
"Well done, good and faithful servant," said the professor, adding "Not all sermons are preached in words." Turning to his class, the professor said, "My wish is that you might understand and fully comprehend all the riches of grace and mercy that have been given to you through the sacrifice of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. He spared not His only Begotten Son, but gave Him up for us all, for the whole Church, now and forever.
Whether or not we choose to accept His gift to us, the price has been paid."
"Wouldn't you be foolish and ungrateful to leave it lying on the desk?""For the Son of Man has come to save that which was lost." (Matthew 18:11)I thought this was a great illustration of the Love Christ has for all of us!
Thursday, March 22, 2007
Heather's first story
Hi~
Since I am sixteen and Hope (my youngest sister) is twelve we have a lot of catching up to do on what has happened in our lives. For me I'll start when I was eight years old on Easter. Pastor Rob of Calvary Chapel Vista asked those who would like the Lord Jesus Christ into his or her heart to come in front of the stage. Then he would lead those WILLING in a prayer. I got all excited and Nana Beane said she would go down with me. So then and there I told God that I knew I was a sinner and wanted to follow Him for the rest of my life and that was how I became a Christian. A choice that has helped me live life more abundantly. I was made for this moment. To pledge myself to God. To praise Him in my life, through my actions, and in all my words (with the help of the Holy Spirit). I am NOT saying I am a goodie goodie. I say mean things and break things and hurt people. I am human but the amazing thing is EVERYTHING that I do wrong can be wiped from existence when I confess my sins to God and repent (know that it was wrong and try my darnedest to not do it again). To go to heaven all we people have to do is believe in Christ Jesus, the son of God, and confess our sins. God doesn't measure sin like some people do. Murder is just as bad as lying. Sin is sin. We are all guilty of sin (Romans 3:23). If you want more clearer and descriptive facts go to Charlie Cambles site (http://www.alwaysbeready.com/) or Calvary Chapel Vista's site (http://www.calvaryvista.com/).
Since I am sixteen and Hope (my youngest sister) is twelve we have a lot of catching up to do on what has happened in our lives. For me I'll start when I was eight years old on Easter. Pastor Rob of Calvary Chapel Vista asked those who would like the Lord Jesus Christ into his or her heart to come in front of the stage. Then he would lead those WILLING in a prayer. I got all excited and Nana Beane said she would go down with me. So then and there I told God that I knew I was a sinner and wanted to follow Him for the rest of my life and that was how I became a Christian. A choice that has helped me live life more abundantly. I was made for this moment. To pledge myself to God. To praise Him in my life, through my actions, and in all my words (with the help of the Holy Spirit). I am NOT saying I am a goodie goodie. I say mean things and break things and hurt people. I am human but the amazing thing is EVERYTHING that I do wrong can be wiped from existence when I confess my sins to God and repent (know that it was wrong and try my darnedest to not do it again). To go to heaven all we people have to do is believe in Christ Jesus, the son of God, and confess our sins. God doesn't measure sin like some people do. Murder is just as bad as lying. Sin is sin. We are all guilty of sin (Romans 3:23). If you want more clearer and descriptive facts go to Charlie Cambles site (http://www.alwaysbeready.com/) or Calvary Chapel Vista's site (http://www.calvaryvista.com/).
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Hi Everyone~
We are still learning how to use this site so please bear with us. Everyone is doing well, including the 6 dogs, 20 pigeons, 1 guinea pig, and fish :). Nana and Papa have returned safely from visiting Kaylyn (their daughter who just gave birth to a little girl). Everyone else we know is doing fine (as far as we know). Holly and I have to turn in our research paper next Friday (YUCK!!!). Well I have to go eat dinner. God Bless. Heather
We are still learning how to use this site so please bear with us. Everyone is doing well, including the 6 dogs, 20 pigeons, 1 guinea pig, and fish :). Nana and Papa have returned safely from visiting Kaylyn (their daughter who just gave birth to a little girl). Everyone else we know is doing fine (as far as we know). Holly and I have to turn in our research paper next Friday (YUCK!!!). Well I have to go eat dinner. God Bless. Heather
Monday, March 5, 2007
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