Its been a little bit... so let me see if I can catch you up... My grandparent's on my dad's side own a cabin in Huntingdon, PA. That's out near State College if anyone is unaware. Anyways... no electricity... no running water... it can get a little lonely... It was my dad, cousin, brother, and grandparents out there. And me of course! We left on Friday and listened to Glenn Beck and Rush Limbaugh discuss McCain's VP choice! It was a brilliant move on his part... I digress... We didn't do much on Friday night, but my cousin and I were able to catch up on life... on Saturday we went out to lunch at this little Italian place... and then my cousin and I went on a hike... I was working on my environmental science individual project. When we got back (about a mile and a half later) my dad and I left for a four mile hike up and down cliffs and mountains. It was an awesome time to just talk about interesting topics... family, marriage... friendships... you name it, we covered it! But that is what my dad and I do. It's not your typical father-daughter relationship. Later on the in evening... my aunt, uncle, and other cousin joined us and we enjoyed a family dinner. My dad and I left after dinner to beat the Penn State traffic, and we were successful. My plans for today have been ruined by surprise parties... so hiking Boxcar Rocks will happen tomorrow afternoon! I am excited! Today... I believe I will tackle some of my calculus homework... I hope someone calls me to save me from a boring Sunday!
Nature is a beautiful thing. No, it is more than a thing. It is a glorious creation that proclaims God's creativity and exquisite eye for detail. Each placement of a rock, the veins on a leaf, the height of the trees, the roll of the valleys, is planned and constructed by God's hand. The individual calls of the birds, the run of the deer, the curiosity of the bear, never ceases to amaze me. I stand in awe of the presence of God when I am alone in nature. The world is so vast, and I am so small, yet the complexity of me matches the wild flower. I am a living creation, constantly proclaiming the love and grace of our God.
God Bless

I smell rain...

Last night we had an adult leaders meeting for church... I believe I mentioned that yesterday, but since it didn't happen yet, I couldn't tell you what it was about. Well, now I have that privilege. It was an adult leaders meeting, but I am a junior high leader, and was considered an adult for 3 and a half hours! It was amazing to fellowship with older Christians who have built up my faith. There were about three generations represented last night, and it is truly a gift from God that we all work so well together. The unity is unbelievable. Age is simply a number. We spent the evening eating, encouraging, and learning what our job is as a leader. So... time for a philosophical moment with Chelsea...
What to discuss today...
Ahhhh... so many choices flying around my head. I need a moment to grab one and shove it into the key hole. Like that scene in the first Harry Potter movie... but I prefer books. So like that chapter in the first Harry Potter book where they grab the broomsticks and attempt to catch the old, rustic, flying key to open the door to the next chamber. But I digress...
Did you ever stop and marvel at the innocence of children? Imagine if we kept that innocence as we grew up. What would the world be like today? I can not even image how it would look...
Just a little thought for the day... nothing too deep...
God Bless

Because I have to...

So instead of going all philosophical today, I switch modes to the reality of which I play a role in. Mr. Miller told us that we were supposed to blog about how the St. Martin's Guide to Pain and Torture... oh, excuse me, Guide to Writing, and the course itself, will help us learn how to be a better writer. I suppose I shall amuse him by obeying directions. This class is going to challenge me. I have this small issue. I tend to fall in love with my first draft, and make a few changes here and there when I think of a better way to word things. I do not like writing a story, report, or essay more than once. I find it pointless and a waste of time. But now, I will look into writing and rewriting. I also have this small problem with making my verb tenses and pronouns agree. I will definitely be working to hard to make sure all my words are grammatically correct. I love to write and express myself with words. My desire to better myself is high, and my willingness to learn is there.
On a different note...
Leaders meeting for church tonight! I am super excited for it, because hanging out with all the young adult (and old adult) leaders makes me feel mature! That is something to be excited about!
God Bless

A Moment of Clarity

I'm sitting in my English comp class, trying desperately to think of a title for my blog that symbolizes who I am. Not just a name or some random word that pops into my head, but a title that defines my soul; that can express who I am in a small amount of words. This is not as easy as it sounds, for I am limited in character space on the little title bar that i used. So, in an attempt to clear my mind and block the sounds of ticking key boards and the presence of my hilarious teacher, I found a moment to connect with God. In that split second, I found the title that I needed. The Color of Grace. What color would that be? Royalty is for purple, white for purity, red for anger or love, blue for depression and sadness, green for growth and life. So what color is grace? Personally, I believe the color of grace is green. Previously, I mentioned that green symbolizes growth and life. Green is also the color of jealousy, but how can this apply to grace. God's grace is given to us in abundance, and every time we receive it, we grow deeper in love with Him, and we are given a small breath of life. Our life becomes richer when we freely accept the grace that He offers so abundantly.
Well, I am sorry but the bell is soon going to ruin my time here. So I must bid you all farewell.
God Bless