March 27

In the last 24 hours I have somehow acquired 2 new followers. Thanks so much!

I love it when my computer is slow, and I type something on the screen but it takes a little while for it all to come up. It is so much fun to watch what I type come up on the keyboard as though I was typing, when I've taken my hands off the keyboard!

I'm a bit mad at the moment because I got a C on an assignment I thought I should get a B for. For me, a C is an entirely unacceptable mark. I expect better of myself than that.

I totally forgot to mention this, but 2 baby guinea pigs were born on Saturday, to the guinea pigs I look after. They are really cute, but we haven't come up with names for them yet. If I post some pictures, will you come up with ideas? We're kind of stuck.

My little brother is playing with a blow up football. He's throwing it all over the place, even trying to step on it. He's acting like it's some kind of alien life form that he's trying to catch.

I'm so looking forward to the holidays. I'd love to be able to stay in bed for hours, playing on my iPad. I probably can't though, for two reasons. Firstly, there's breakfast. I'd be too hungry to stay in bed for hours. Secondly, guinea pigs. Guinea pigs don't take holidays. They need to be fed every day of the year.

Maybe I can bribe my older brother into feeding my piggies one morning. There's no point bribing my sister, she sleeps for too long, and my little brother doesn't like going in the side yard, where my piggies are. The grass is too long there for his liking.

Today's miracle is incredibly cool. I would be absolutely terrified in her situation. Probably a good thing it wasn't me then!

The Shoes I'm Glad I Forgot
by Elizabeth Sherrill

Of all the times to have the airline lose my luggage! It was only my toiletries case with my one pair of good shoes, but of all places to wind up without them!
I'd flown out to New Mexico for a one day seminar sponsored by the Southwest Christian Writers' Association. "No one will care about your shoes," Margaret Cheasebro, the group's president assured me. 
Undoubtedly, Margaret was right, but of all times... Even as I thought it, a phrase from our church's communion service came to mind: "we should at all times, and in all places, give thanks unto Thee."At all times? I wondered. 
At the seminar's close, several writers came up to the stand. Suddenly there was an ear-splitting crack and the sound of exploding glass. A woman shouted "Lie down! Everyone!"
Through the window she had seen a man brandishing a gun. Later we learned that he had been drinking and shooting at telephone poles. From the wall behind the speaker's stand, the police recovered the tip of an electric screwdiver fired from a muzzle loading pistol. 
While Margaret filled out a police report, the rest of us relived our escape, each recalling a step forward or a second's delay that had kept her out of the line of fire. 
For my part, I traced a trajectory from the window to the wall, an inch over the spot where I had been standing. I was thinking of a pair of two-and-a-half-inch heels in a missing bag. I echoed an ancient prayer: "we should at all times, and in all places, give thanks unto thee."

Definitely something to be thankful for! God is so totally amazing. He controls all circumstances, and though we may not see why at the time, He has a reason. Even if you never know the reason, it's still there. 

As my older brother just (un)enthusiastically reminded me, we get to go square dancing tonight! I like square dancing. It's awesome fun. 


My little brother just claimed he doesn't have faults. SO not true. "For all have sinned and fallen short of the glory of God." (Romans 3:23 NIV) My little brother is no exception, whether or not he thinks he is.

March 23

Sorry I didn't post yesterday, but I simply forgot. In the ruckus around my brother leaving, I forgot to blog.

I finished my Maths assessment today! I thought it would be really hard, but it actually was pretty easy, and didn't even take too long. I still have lots of Maths to do, but at least the assessment is finished.

We go out to youth group tonight, and I'm really looking forward to it. I like youth group. We do all sorts of fun stuff, and I get to hang out with my friends.

My sister is doing her vocal exercises. She sounds like she's pretending to be a ghost! It involves all sorts of sounds, and it really does sound like she's trying to be a ghost.

I love reading about miracles, or people who do amazing things for a cause they believe in. I read recently about the bringing of Bibles into China, and it sounded amazing. Part of me wishes that I could've been there first hand, and done it too. Even just hearing about it first hand would be so cool.

I have another miracle today. As I have said before, these are not my miracles. They just inspire me, so I write them down, to inspire others.

The Language I Know

By Rosemary Jackson

I volunteer at a soup kitchen in Santa Fe where you are as likely to hear Spanish as English. Many times I've wished I could speak Spanish, especially with two of my favorite regulars, whom I'll call Juan and Miguel. Luckily Juan's English is good enough that he can translate for Miguel, who speaks none at all. 

"Hey, how's it going?" I asked them one day.

Juan told me that he and Miguel had been looking everywhere for work. "No luck," he said. They'd run out of money and were sleeping in a nearby park. I could only imagine how tough it was to find work, especially when you are homeless. 

"Why don't we pray about it?" I suggested and waited for Juan to translate for Miguel. Then we all held hands and asked God to help them find jobs. 

After that I didn't see Juan and Miguel for a while. I figured they might have had to go out of town to find work. Then one day they were back. 

"We want to thank you," Juan said. Miguel smiled and spoke in Spanish as his friend translated for him: "Miguel says, 'Prayer really works. We both have jobs!'"

"Let's give thanks," I urged. I bowed my head and said a short prayer of thanksgiving aloud. After saying "Amen," I opened my eyes to find my friends staring at me.

Miguel spoke in an urgent tone, then Juan explained for me. "My friend says it and I say it too. That was a beautiful prayer. Thank you. Your Spanish is flawless."

Flawless? I don't see how. For I had said that prayer in English, the only language I know.


That is so amazing. I, likewise, only speak one language, but the language of God is universal.

March 11

Before I get to anything relevant to today, has it every happened to you that you read/hear someone describe something, and ask "Who actually does that", and think, hey, I do that? It's kind of weird when it happens.

I did something totally stupid this morning. I was at youth bible study with my friends, and there was lime cordial out. We were about to leave, and we were told to rinse out the glasses. I hadn't touched my glass, but I didn't want to waste the cordial. As I said, we were about to leave, so I picked up the glass, which was about a quarter cup full of undiluted lime cordial, and drained the lot. All my friends started exclaiming, not believing I'd actually done that, so I started laughing at the looks one their faces, but I still had cordial in my mouth, so I got lime cordial up my nose! It was awful, but so funny!

February 13

Tomorrow is Valentine's Day. What am I going to do? Probably wear red or pink, and leave it at that. I don't know what else I would do.

Yesterday was incredibly hot and muggy, today was hot, yet now it is storming. Why can't the weather make sense, and do one thing at a time? It's uncomfortable feeding the guinea pigs in the rain. My guinea pigs are the furthest away, so I have to spend the most time in the rain.

We've been out all day, a lot of it because of my sister. She has both singing lessons and keyboard lessons, and is good at both. It takes up a lot of time though.

The other big reason we were out today is because it is our grandpa's birthday, so we took the hour long drive up the coast to say Happy Birthday, and bring a cake. The cake was delicious!

One thing I didn't mention over the weekend is that my brother's have switched bunks! My little brother now sleeps on the top bunk, and my older brother has the bottom bunk. It made sense, because my older brother stays up later, and now he doesn't have to climb the ladder and possibly wake up my little brother.

I was reading about Brother Andrew today, a guy who smuggled Bibles behind the Iron Curtain. Some of the stuff he did was amazing. Like, in line at a checkpost one time, he noticed how thorough the search was. It usually took up to an hour, and could involve pulling all the stuffing out of the seats to make sure there was nothing hidden there. Yet somehow, he was through it in under 30 seconds, even with a pile of Bibles in open view in the passenger seat. God can do the most amazing things!

December 6

This is the day the Lord has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it.

Psalm 118:24

Today is December 6. Last night our school had its award night. Tomorrow we are breaking up. We homeschool, so officially the school is broken up, but we finish on Wednesday. Last night was really good. My sister and I performed, and some of the audience joined in. Afterwards, I was complimented on my bravery in singing on stage in front of the whole school (though it's only about 100 people).

My sister is playing 'We need a little Christmas' on the keyboard. It sounds pretty good. She's really good for only having started at the start of the term. She performed really well last night, though her singing was hard to hear.

My little brother is outside singing. He can be very loud, and likes to make up crazy songs, or to put new words to old songs. He is probably singing into one of his golf clubs right now. Once, he mounted three golfclubs on 3 chairs at mouth height, and got my sister and I to go out and perform with him. He even got another golf club and played golf guitar on it, with proper rock star moves.

My other brother is outside, checking up on the guinea pigs. We have about 10 of them, and they are mostly cute. The main exception also happens to be my little brother's favorite, so we can't give that guinea pig away.

Now my little brother is pretending to be a pirate, and calling for milo (a hot drink, for those who don't know). He likes pirates, and his last birthday was even pirate themed. Mostly he just likes to use pirate words, like me hearties, and use his pirate accent. Sometimes he even battles himself. He's good at doing multiple identities. Sometimes, he captains 2 ships, as 2 different people, and might add a few crew members too.

On this day:
2002- Bigfoot was confirmed a hoax. Ray Wallace revealed on his death bed that he staged the Bigfoot footprints 44 years earlier, and later persuaded his wife to dress up in a Bigfoot suit for photos confirming the existence of Bigfoot. However, some people still believe that Bigfoot exists, despite Ray Wallace's confession.
2004- The Murray River was reported to have reached its lowest levels since reports began 100 years previously.