Tuesday, July 26, 2005
Ahhh...Summer days.
This time of year is always busy, yet not, if you understand my meaning. Elizabeth, Carolyn and Joel are leaving this weekend for the New Avenue camping trip. I'll be lonely. (Maybe you can come over,Murry. And we can go swimming.) Tomorrow, I babysit Karina and Friday I go to Rachel's and then to Walmart for contacts! Well, provided I read thirty-five pages each day until then.
I've been playing with the Jack's girls all day. I'm tired of hearing,"Will you paint my nails? Can I come with you? Do you have to do school work?"
I'm kinda glad I have two nieces and not two younger sisters. I love being the youngest girl. Nobody really makes a fuss over me and I can be unnoticed. No one gushes saying,"You know what Luarie did yesterday?!" At the same time I wish I could be different and very unique. Accomplish something no one in my family has before. I think in a selfish way, that is why I decided to learn French. I know God gave me a desire and a passion for learning new things, especially languages.
I'm trying to find a new hobby. I think I would enjoy fencing or ice skating; and I know I would enjoy dressage lessons. (For those of you who are uneducated, dressage is like gymnastics for both horse and rider, building skill and confidence.) Everything I think of is either to far away, to expensive, or just unthinkable to my mom. I know these passions are from God but what can I do, now? Or do I have to wait till I'm older, richer(financially able), or just don't care about it any more? I know. Be thankful and use the opportunities you have now and God will bless you for higher and better. But what if God doesn't want me to do these things? Silly me. God will give you the desires of your heart. He wouldn't have given me these passions if He was just going to kill them.
I love you God. Every thing is in perfect timing according to YOUR plan, not mine.
Patiently waiting (now),
Luarie
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Everyone should be gushed over sometimes. It's a nice feeling. I'm spoiled because I'm an only child. I don't share attention with anyone, except maybe the dog. :P
As far as your desires and passions go, they are in you for a reason. Whether you use them now, or later, God has a purpose for everything. We aren't some jumbled bag of odds and ends that He just happened to throw together. No! We are like colorful mozaics. With each carefully laid piece (talent), the more beautiful we become.
I should be a therapist... >_<
Murry the therapist. I don't know...
Everyone is colaberating to get me to camp. You'd think they want to get rid of me for good. What fun is camp when all your friends aren't going?
Hmmm...
(*Waiting on God*)
Laurie
Camp is fun because you are there.....it doesn't matter who you're with, having friends is a human need...but it's not about our needs. If you go to camp with a bunch of people you don't know......at the least you will influence them, at the most you will find a new best friend. If you stay home you will what?
Think about this, the only thing I'm good at right now is biking and running (oooh, I can juggle three balls).....my passions are voice and piano, but currently I feel like I can't make any progress, I've felt that way for years....I've learned a litte, practiced coordination a little, but now, after 4 or 5 years of waiting I will finally live in town and have lessons and have a piano to practice on. I found out that this youth is for becoming somebody worthy of the title Man and that now is the time where I prepare my motives and actions and most of all my dependency.
I must check my mail now though.
Wesly
Camp is a great experience. I think the best camp I had was when I didn't know anyone except my counselor (Leanna). It was jr. high and I was so paranoid about the whole thing. I used to be one of those people who hated trying ANYTHING new. Somehow, that camp opened me up. I learned that I could make friends outside of church. I felt really brave. I was willing to try anything after that.
I really think you should go to camp.
Ye be a pickin' blueberries now, eh?
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