| See Yout at the Pole was yesterday and it was pretty much AWESOME - despite waking up a 4:30am to set up for it. It was most definitely worth it. It was so beautiful out there at 7am with the band, everyone's hands lifted high, and the sun rising in the background. I can't imagine a more perfect setting.
The Projector was only effective until about half-way through...but oh well. I don't know who would would've wanted to look at it anyway instead of looking up.
At that night of worship at New Beginnings, I felt something more in that sanctuary than I usually do. It seemed to simply be the attitude of everyone there and their willingness to let God's excitement show through them..idk.
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| So many applications and essays to write...AHhHHHhHhHH!!!!!!
Nobles wants me to do something for the One-Act again. yay
I need to find a new job b/c this one barely gives me any hours but I
dont want to leave Miller Swim School b/c its so FUN. *sigh*
I feel like I dont belong anywhere...
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| Are anyone else's classes boring? 
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| Seven days ago my grandfather passed away; and for seven days I have
been on my lowest of lows, re-thinking the past and wishing I would
have been with him everyday I was in Arkansas these past summers.
However, I wasn't...not once this last summer did I make the short
journey to my paternal grandparent's house during the times I wasn't
working. I cannot even propose a reason.
I was extremely close with them before I moved to Tulsa and after that
we just simply faded away from each other's touch, although, everything
could have been done to prevent it.
As I watched a slideshow of my grandfather's life at the funeral, I was
taken back to halloween at their house in a bumble-bee costume, and
standing on the railing of a boat on Lake Ouachita reeling in my first
catch, my grandfather right behind me, along with many other inspiring
times. All those wonderful moments may never be reproduced with
him and I regret so much not giving every second I had to making new
ones. A boat and jet ski now lay dormant - a computer will no
longer hum until 4am - stained glass with no gifted hands to piece it
together so perfectly that it brings out the best in God's creations
simply to place a smile on someones face - two dogs without an owner -
sons without a father, daughters without a father - eight grandchildren
less a grandfather - brothers without eachother - and a wife without a
husband. However, also behind, is a family with a certain, new
unity and the knowledge that God takes only the best and reserves a
place for us all to join together some day in him.
As I ventured onto US-270 towards Oklahoma after 5 days in Arkansas, I
could barely keep the tears from rolling down my face as I remembered
the good and the bad, the beauty and hardships, the Abbot and Costello,
of the times, memories, and family that I love.
I now challenge myself to be accountable to my past, present, future, and love; and everyone that I have meandered from.
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