Well this is humorous

Last night was my piano recital. After the recital, i was playing with all the kids and running around. I ran onto the wet grass trying to get away from Cole (we were playing tag at the time). One thing I forgot about, is that I was wearing converse. Now the interesting thing about converse is that they have no traction whatsoever. I slipped and fell on my left arm. The fall kind of jolted me and I closed my eyes for a split second. When I opened them again I was feeling some pain in my left arm, since that is the side I fell on. I looked over, and my arm wasn't n the place it felt like it should be. I tried moving it, and my upper arm moved while my lower arm did not. I stood up and started walking inside the church saying, "I think I dislocated my arm." Thankfully my dad (who is pretty good with spotting a broken bone), and a retired chiropractor were there. The looked at my arm, trying to move it and they felt some crackling. That is when we knew it was broken. The rest of the night was driving to the emergency room, waiting, talking to a nurse, waiting, getting an x-ray from a guy whose jokes are worthy of the Popsicle stick company, waiting, getting told I might have to have surgery, waiting, getting told they probably won't give me surgery, waiting, getting a splint on (my arm was not, and is still not set), waiting, getting paperwork and drugs, eating tacos, eating dark chocolate peanut butter cups, and coming home. All in all a fun experience. Thankfully, God has given me a high tolerance for pain, while he also made it so that the pain really isn't there. right now I really would appreciate prayer that we would get an appointment to reset my arm and get a cast on quickly, as well as a quick recovery with minimal amounts of doctor bills. I thank for being there for me. I would really ; like to thank Mr. and Mrs. Hartung for hanging out with me and my parents through all of the waiting we had to go through. I hope to put up x-ray's of my broken humorous soon. Well that concludes my little tale. See you when I see you.

Snails

One time at band camp, we were just sitting around the campfire and singing this goofy song about.... snails. I like snails. I had a pet snail once. I named him Gary because I watched sponge bob one day and it was the coolest thing I had ever seen!

Antony

What would happen if Cleopatra from Shakespeares "Antony and Cleopatra" was a black southern lady? I'll tell you what would happen. 
(if you have read Antony and Cleopatra you might laugh. If you have not, don't bother reading it. You wouldn't understand.)
This is what Clepatra would say when she was just told by a messenger that her beloved Antony married the woman Octavia.

"What did you just say? My Honeybuns Atony just what? No you didn't. you did NOT just say that. I am gonna kill you. Y'all you can go I need to have a heart to heart talk with this here fruitcake. OH and Lexi (Alexas) you best leave that knife here. Fo my own protection. Now I am gonna kill you right now. you get over here right now. Don't make me say it again!"

A song for you

This song is an amazing song. Every time I hear I get this weird feeling. This song makes me want to be Christs. Every time.

"You wrote a letter and You signed your name
I read every word of it page by page
You said that You'd be coming, coming for me soon
Oh my God I'll be ready for You

I want to run on greener pastures
I want to dance on higher hills
I want to drink from sweeter waters
In the misty morning chill
And my soul is getting restless
For the place where I belong
I can't wait to join the angels and sing my heaven song

I hear Your voice and I catch my breath
'Well done my child, enter in and rest'
Tears of joy roll down my cheek
It's beautiful beyond my wildest dreams

I want to run on greener pastures
I want to dance on higher hills
I want to drink from sweeter waters
In the misty morning chill
And my soul is getting restless
For the place where I belong
I can't wait to join the angels and sing...

I want to run on greener pastures
I want to dance on higher hills
I want to drink from sweeter waters
In the misty morning chill
And my soul is getting restless
For the place where I belong
I can't wait to join the angels and sing
No, I can't wait to join the angels and sing my heaven song"

I will carry you

I sent this story to a friend of mine who was going through a hard season.

"A man was walking on the beach and he saw footprints in the sand. When he looked at them, he noticed his life being replayed for him inside the footprints. Then he noticed that there was another set of footprints to his right. He looked up and saw Jesus. He realized that Jesus had been there the whole time. As they walked the man noticed that during the hardest parts in his life, there was only one set of footprints. Jesus had left him during the hardest times in life. The man began to get angry. He looked up at Jesus and said "Why is it that, during the easy times of life you were with me, but during lifes struggles you were strangely absent?" Jesus replied saying "I wasn't gone. I have always been with you. The times were you see only one set of footprints, was the time I picked you up and carried you. I love you and will always be here for you."

You might be going through the worst time you have ever had, but just know God is there and He will carry you, if you just let Him.

Here is the original story. The above is a paraphrase off the top of my head.

Yo!

My hair is shorter, but life is just the same old awesome!

HAPPYHAPPYHAPPY