are way to busy.

this past week I have been entirely too busy to blog.
and to be honest....
I am even busier this week.


so Ill be back when things die down a little bit.
so long.

have a concrete block in your stomach. it's fun.

you know those days you feel like there is a huge concrete block inside your stomach.

well how about when that happens like three days in a row..

talk about good times.

thank God (literally) I have a support system.

these people.

they are good friends.

sorry you cant have them to call your own.

they are already mine.

ps. I just LOVE fluctuating hormones and emotions.

just breathe.

this is a good crying song if you need one.
I do.




special thanks to the movie a lot like love.
she cries to this song in the movie.
its quite inspiring.

always know.

I was planning on writing this yesterday, but due to my hereditary migranes (passed down from my mother) I wasnt able to.
thanks mom.

but seriously, thanks.
for everything you do for me, gavs, and daddy.
you always know how to calm me down when I am going crazy.
you always know how to show me the positive side of things when I constantly look at the glass as half full.
you always know when I need some time to just relax and release any energy or lack there of.
you always know when I am hurt by a friend. and you always know how to make it feel just a little bit better.
you always know how to make me feel like the most special little girl in the world.
you always know how to make me feel guilty about treating my brother badly. and you always are good at explaining why I will regret the way I sometimes treat him.
you always know how to stand up for me when old mean men talk badly about me at basketball games.
you always know how to make me wake up and realize I need to take just a little more initiative.
you always know when I really need to talk to God about problems whether than trying to deal with them myself.. and you always encourage me to do so.
you always know when my stash of ramen noodles is running low.
you always know how to be my biggest fan.
you always know that I just want someone to believe in me.


you always know how to love.
all the way to the moon and back.

help.

for those of you who do not know my family and I work with missions.
which makes us missionaries.
even though we aren't in some foreign country.
missionaries none the less.
and well, I wouldnt want it to be any other way.

my dad works with a ministry called HELP ministries.
H-help
E-evangelize
L-lost
P-people
lost as in those who have never heard about the God that loves them more than they can even imagine.
this ministry is so unique.
it is not American missionaries going out to other countries (which is a great thing) but rather national pastors preaching in their respective countries.

it all started in 1994 when Scotty Drake was in Mexico with a still going missionary named Humberto Gomez.
they traveled into the mountains and showed Bro. Scotty the churches they were planting in these Indian tribes.
this group of Mexican men were reaching people that Americans just couldnt reach...
there was no language barrier. no cultural difference. nothing to stand in the way of them telling people who had never heard the gospel.
and Bro. Scotty knew that this was what it would take to reach the world.
they brought the men to the states and took them church to church having mission conferences and raising support so the men could reach even more people.
well of course the churches here loved the men, because you just cant help but love them.
and they began supporting. and then they told other churches. and then they wanted men to come.

and then....
Bro. Scotty went to the Phillipines and brought men from there.
and now it has spread to over 65 countries all around the world.
with thousands of churches from America involved.

and God has given me the privilege to be a part of all of this.
twice a year a group of about eight missionaries come to the US to raise support.
they travel all around and ask for help to reach their people.
they are so burdened for their people and you can see the love in their eyes.

this group of missionaries have been here for about four months now and they go home tomorrow.
during their stay they have spent a lot of time at my house eating, sleeping, and well singing.
and all this week we have had mission conferences around the area I live so my family have gone and helped them present their ministry.
tonight when I said goodbye to them.
I cried like a little baby.

I love them very much.
and I am asking you to pray for them.
the more prayer they have around them the better.

Ill introduce you to them in a post I am working on.
so be prepared. (:

ps. hopefuly going on a few missions trips this year.
so pray that I can get the money to go to India and Guyana.


here is a little video for you to enjoy.