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"You're never too old to have fun" is a saying that most teenagers hear daily...whether it's coloring on a kids menu, bouncing in the bounce house, or dancing to music in the store.
But the truth is, you're not! As a matter of fact, you actually seem more immature by not participating. (The video i took above is a bunch of teenagers who weren't embarrassed to dance in the middle of an Exhibit Hall at a convention)
So, the next time you are tempted to roll your eyes at a fun opportunity, think twice.

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10 Ways to Simplify Your Life

Summer is rush season...not just for you, but for most people. It's a season when studies lay off, and there's time on your hands for extra daily requirements. People are extremely surprised because 
 there is so many "to do's" on a daily basis. There's no doubt things have to be accomplished, but are they really necessary? Simplify your life in 10 easy ways: 

1: Actively.  You weren't made to be doing something every second of the day. Your body needs rest. Say no to the yoga class, or the swim team. Leave time in your day to sit on the porch swing and read a book. According to Scholastic, children who have imagination playtime will strengthen their social, emotional, language, and thinking skills of a child. Be a thinker, and don't bother attending activities. Learn on your own! This is true for all of us. The more rest, the more clarity. 

2: Socially. Turn off your phone for an hour of the day. Read or write a paper, instead of Microsoft Word. Give your eyes, mind, and thoughts a relief in this simple way. Your friends can wait! Instagram will still be there tomorrow! So will Snap chat! Give it a break...the pioneers made it off pretty good on their own in the woods. 

3: Restfully. Close the door to your room and take a nap. Think about what a good day you had at night. Enjoy a hot bath when your stressed. Treat your body with absolute care- and i promise you will never regret it. Rest doesn't have to always mean a cat nap. Does a walk refresh you? Walk with Rover. Enjoy to bake? Whip up a lemon pie. 

4: Creatively. Listen to classical music in the shower! Or in the car! Or while you clean! Start a veggie, or petunia garden. Think outside the box. Hey, come to think of it...there's a box in the garage. I think i'll paint it and put our umbrellas in it! (Example) 

5: Spaciously. Get. Rid. Of. The. Junk. 

6: Financially. Do you really need that wallet? Nope. Cut back on useless materials. This helps you simplify your life both spaciously AND financially. Eat greens and cook at home rather than McDonalds. (This helps physically too!) 

7: Emotionally. BUT I JUST CAAAAAAN'T GET UP!!! Yes, you can! Attitude effects you actions. Strange as it seems, some people get emotional so bad that they can actually feel pain thats not even there!  Don't be that person. 

8: Physically. As I explained in other points, physical strength and health will determine how all these points work. You must be healthy to achieve at your highest. Drink water. Stretch, walk, or jog as often as once a day. 

9: Mentally. Clear you mind with a massage, or peppermint oils. Become a calm person when your mind is refreshed. Maybe for you, that means pulling you hair back. Or pinning back your bangs. 
Take deep breaths and smile! 

10: Spiritually. When your not right with God, your whole life feels messed up. So, I'm telling you right now that no other point will make you feel as refreshed as this one. Open your Bible and let Him speak to you. 

5 Keys to a Happy Summer

It's summer for ALL!!!

Look back at your have you changed? What new friendships did you make? How much have you achieved? Whatever it might've been like, now is the time to sit back and relax. 

1: Step Back. Take some time away from stressful things: electronics, schoolbooks, cold showers, early mornings, late nights, etc. Maybe for you its missing a daily show to take a nature walk, or planting flowers instead of computer time. Give it some thought! God wants us to be don't feel guilty if you sleep past 8, or eat breakfast in your pajamas.

2: Organize. Summer is the time to get done what you want to during the school year. organize your drawers. Vacuum your room. Clear the porch leave for your mom. For me, it felt good to change my sheets and switch some things around in my room. If you think organization happiness just comes from your own territory, think again. I have found personally that you can find equal (if not more) happiness by helping with other parts of the home. Is your mom looking for design ideas in the kitchen? Give some ideas! Is your dad looking for help in his tool shed? Volunteer your free time! You'll find yourself enjoying others and the home when you do more than your part.

3: Try something new! Like in he previous post, try a camp! Or a sport! Or a workshop! Or a new hairstyle! Get creative. Buy a fish at Walmart...or paint your room. Don't overdue it and ruin your newly organized room, but see to it that anything annoying in the room is out for good.Keep it that way! 

4: Plan ahead.  Get a calendar to hang behind your door, or in your bathroom. Write at least a month ahead of things you know will happen. Is it a habit to forget what day the swim meets are and aren't on? Write it down. Also, Make a list of things you want to accomplish before school starts. What makes you most tense in August? Not enough pencils? A lack of shoes? Forgetting lunch money? Strategize your battle plan. How is this year going to be different? Could I take a summer job for some extra spending money? Would I prepare for school a week early so I'm not stressed? Should I make a daily schedule for myself?

5: Stay refreshed.  Keep your body healthy. Drink water, and eat fresh  fruit and vegetables. Don't slack on your time with The Lord. Make an effort to read the Bible and talk with Him. Stretch every morning and you will have a better day! Have one-on-one time with your mom or dad. Connect with a sibling and do something fun. Just like organizing, when you refresh others you will be refreshed.

P.S. Enjoy summer!!!

Don't Miss It!

Your life might be like Alex... A girl who really wants to go to camp but too busy. 
Or, you might relate to Rachel... A girl that's nervous going to a new place away from home. 
Could it be you're like Chloe? She is begging her parents for some time away from her chaotic home life. 

Whatever situation it might be, ask yourself these questions: 

  1. Does my church (or a similar one) have a camp this summer? 
  2. Am I looking for a place I can connect with friends and God? 
  3. Are my parents okay if I go? 
If you answered "yes" to any or all of these, camp is just for you! Wether you've never put a thought to camps, or gone your entire life, God wants to work in your life this summer. Don't sit around waiting for adventure...go after it! You don't have to be completely comfortable with the idea of sleeping away from home to go. Take a risk...and who knows how much fun you'll have!

There's gazillions of camps taking place in summer, but what I'm talking about is church camp. Every church is different and has cool ways of presenting the Gospel. Don't be picky when deciding if the camp your church offers is "fun enough" or has clean bathrooms. You're only a kid for so long-so enjoy life and reflect later! You don't have to be an extravert to live it up. Meeting new friends, exploring God's Word, and enjoying summer activities is something most teenagers crave (even if they don't realize it). 

Turn off your computer/phone and sign up for CAMP!!! 

Rebellion, Respect, and Redemption

(One chapter) 

     In the early 1900’s, the Carter family moves west to Montana. As the small town builds, that’s not the only thing that is on the move. Jason Carter is faced with a temptation of going back to his old gang. When the gang commits a robbery one foggy night, Jason is killed. Soon after, his daughter Elara and his wife are faced with prejudice indictments and financial crisis. Meanwhile, Mrs. Carter tries hard to convince the village of Jason’s heart. However, they are forced to move out of their hometown and into a foreign territory until the gang arrives. Taken as a captive by the mastermind behind the conspiracy, Elara is forced to take action in the robberies. Against her will, Mrs. Carter eavesdrops to the gang’s meeting place, only to find everyone but Elara. Will the mother and daughter reunite again and convince the people of their purity?

Chapter One
     Sirens echoed from outside the window. Elara’s eyes opened almost suddenly from a deep sleep. Sweat dripped from her forehead. Where was she? What had happened? She swiftly leapt from the bed and onto the cement floor. As most children would do, the first thought in Elara’s mind was to find her Mama and Daddy. Although her feet did make somewhat of a noise, it was drowned by the sounds of the commotion happening on Maple Lane. Automobiles, shouts, gunshots and the alike owned the 2 o’clock hour. Elara’s mama was also distracted by the noise and wrapped herself in a shawl while skeptically observing the drama. “Mama? What time is it? Why do all them people make such noise?” Her mother didn’t move an inch, but seemed to draw Elara to her side. More gunshots came from the outer world of chaos. “Where’s Daddy?” She began looking about the room. Elara became frightened. Without her father standing with his knee somewhat bent and holding his shotgun, she felt vulnerable. Where could he be during this awful night? Her mother didn’t answer. Screams came from the neighborhood. Elara watched as her mother’s eyes shot across the room as footsteps seemed to crawl the sidewalks. Shadows crept on almost every side of the wall, making her feel trapped. “Hush now.” Mrs. Carter whispered. The girl tried to catch a glimpse of what seemed to be an eternal silent blast of eruption. But just as she slowly inched upward on her tiptoes, Elara’s mother covered her eyes. “Don’t look, sweetheart. Them folks doing dirty things out there.” Another gun shot a bullet. “But why mama?” questioned Elara, shaking her head back and forth. Her mother was silent. “Where’s daddy?” she questioned again once she was free.  “Daddy will be here soon” was all she said, taking Elara over to her rocking chair. “Did he go out drinkin’, after the preacher told him otherwise?” Elara ventured. Mrs. Carter sat in the family rocker. She hesitated, not knowing what to say. Then, she noticed Elara’s favorite fable book. “How ‘bout a bedtime story?” she directed, reaching for the old two-inch thick storybook. The cover held darkened illustrations of little animal pets, each doing something gladdening. Elara pushed back the book. “No mama. I’m too frightened.” She looked timidly into her mother’s eyes, trying to decide if she was cross at her. However, her mother placed the book back onto the floor and softly stroked Elara’s hair.  “Don’t be, sugar. Everything is fine and well. Those men ain’t got any right scarin’ us women folk.” she soothed. “When Daddy’s not here, I get all shaky. Tell me mama, will he be here soon?” Mrs. Carter avoided eye contact and stopped her stroking. Where is that man? She wondered. A mix of anger, fear, and questions lurked in her mind. A thudding knock was heard on the next house over, sending both mother and child into a panic. “Dear Lord! Quick, Elara! Go back into your room and lock the door!” Elara did this without question. Mrs. Carter sprang over to the mantle, which atop held the family rifle. “Jesus!” was all she could say, standing in front of the door, awaiting a knock.
     Elara’s determination took control, as the lock to the old hickory-wood door wouldn’t budge. Without hesitation, she began pulling on it in every direction. “Elara, darlin’! Lock your door now!” Her mother called. The front door began to rattle. A fierce knock pounded on the door. “Open up! It’s the police!” Against her will, Mrs. Carter unlocked the front door and showed only the corner of her eye to the men in black. “No time for sweet talk, ma’am. There’s been a gang of men, just a few blocks from here that’d been drinkin’. One of em got on a mule with the money they stole from the tavern and we’ve heard rumors they’ve all are hiding out here on Maple Lane.  If you please ma’am, we need to have a look…” Given no choice, the men began traipsing around the country cabin. The shorter constable pointed his gun to the family portrait hanging above the mantle. “Ralf! Look at this…its Jase Carter! Ain’t he one of ‘em in the gang? Mrs. Carter covered her face with her trembling hands. The taller constable walked steadily towards her. “You ain’t is to knowin’ where your man is tonight, eh?” He cautioned. Mrs. Carter remained silent, reminding herself that she had Elara to worry about. Finally, she spoke up, seeing that they didn’t seem much in a hurry and held their guns. “I-I don’t know exactly. He-he was gone b-before I could notice. Really! I ugh, was asleep when he left. But I’m sure he didn’t go all out just to steal somethin’. I know he has a habit to drinkin’ and all…ugh…but he’s never really stolen before! Honest! He’s a churchgoer...and he reads the Good Book on Easter.” She said this while walking sideways towards Elara’s bedroom door. Elara could hear their boot sounds and bit her lip to the point of a bloody taste. When she heard the heavier boots approaching, she nestled under the low-rise railed bed. Cobwebs covered her head; reminding her of a haunted house in a book her father would read…only when her mama wasn’t around. Leave my Daddy alone! Elara said in a whisper.  Both of the men noticed the door she so happened to be standing in front of. “What’s in the room, Mrs. Carter?” The tall one said suspiciously. “Please don’t go in here! It’s only my daughter’s room! Ain’t nobody in there! Why, it’s past her bedtime!” Mrs. Carter pleaded. One of the policemen motioned his head towards it, and the other followed. Rattle. Rattle. Rattle. COLAPSE! The door fell inward towards the bed. Elara held her breath. She prayed a silent prayer. The men flung open the closet door examining every nook and cranny. Mrs. Carter stood at the door, curious herself where Elara hid. “I don’t see your girl anywhere ma’am…” The taller one said saucily. The other policeman then added, “Do you think she’d a ran off with her daddy?!” He laughingly retorted. Just as the policemen ventured towards the bed, a loud bombing noise erupted from a block away. “Get down!” they all said at once, ducking from the flying pieces of furniture blowing through the window curtain. The bed had swerved to an angle, exposing Elara’s bare feet. “Mama!” She sobbed, slithering like a snake coming out of a hole. Once her whole body had come from under the bed, she ran up to Mrs. Carter and fell into her arms. Both men now knew no one else was there. They both arose and tipped their caps. “Sorry for the trouble, ma’am.” The tall policeman apologized. However, as the shorter one exited, he noted, “Let’s pray your husband is found and locked up in jail as soon as possible…” Slam. The front door added.

     Mrs. Carter closed the shutters to every window in sight and knelt down onto the floor beside the bed. Sniffles came from beneath it, and little drops fell onto the floor. “Oh sugar, get up from under that cob-web! Those bad men are gone now.” She whispered, cradling Elara with affection. “Why were they lookin’ for Daddy, Mama? He done nothing wrong!” Mrs. Carter strained herself from bursting out at tears. “Don’t you ever think that your daddy did wrong. He’s not as close as some of us are to the Good Lord, but he’s a mighty fine man who deserves respect, no matter what he done.” She placed Elara back under her patchwork quilt and kissed her on the cheek. Then, Mrs. Carter began piling up the ripped materials around the house. She threw them out the window and then closed the shutters. Wearing herself out with each pile of rubbish, she stopped in her tracks to push traces of hair away from her eyes. Suddenly, the front door opened quickly and slammed back almost immediately. “Jason?!” Mrs. Carter said fearfully. She turned to see her husband holding a sack, along with a bandana that had been fastened around his mouth. “No.” She whispered. “Jason, tell me you ain’t with them men! Tell me!” He stepped towards her, dropping the sack of money, along with his disguise. “Oh Abigail. You know how much I try; yet still go back to my old ways. Forgive me.” He reached for her arms, but she withdrew them and hesitated. “You know them men been looking for you. Bet you there’s a reward out, too.” She said sternly. “I know. Just as long as you and Ellie are safe.” “Daddy!” A voice cried from a room. Elara ran from her bedroom into her father’s arms. A dozen policemen rushed into the house and noticed Jason immediately from the cry. “Put your hands up!” They ordered. “Now!” But Jason remained still- holding his daughter in is arms. “No.” He said. A shot rang out. “Elara!” Abigail cried, as Jason fell to the ground.


There are 5 basic mid-life crises

1: (to average 6 year olds)
If you find yourself saying things like, "I can't do subtraction!" Or, "I'm afraid of the dark!" You are most likely in a mid-life crisis.

2: (to average 10 year olds)
If you find yourself thinking things like, "I want to be popular!" Or, "I want to be in charge!" You are probably in a mid-life crisis as well.

3: (to average 14 year olds)
If you find yourself wondering about things like, "I am overwhelmed!" Or, "I can't stand math!" You are definitely in a mid-life crisis.

4: (to people between 18-30)
If you find yourself doing things like DRINKING MOCHAS OR NOT SLEEPING WELL then... there is no hope for your situation. *this could occur to other minors as well

5: (40 ish)
Ok...seriously girls. This is the technical age for a real mid-life crisis. Sorry minors.

To get away from the humorous side of things, you may feel like you're in a "mid-life crisis" but your life is probably just in a valley. There wouldn't be mountains without them! Remember that summer is a couple months away, and that in Heaven, there won't be any (fill in the blank) !
Look up Hebrews 12:1 for more!


Everyone has a different style. But by glancing around my world, I noticed a few new techniques...

(Pick and choose, not all work for everyone)

1: Short hair.
Long hair is good too, but hair (falling down on your shoulders) is really standing out. Try straightening or curling or waving it instead of just plain down.

2: Coral and light blue colors in clothes AND decorating! Try it!

3: Handmade bracelets, necklaces, etc. It's a great way to get asked about an organization you support. For instance, wear a necklace supporting a cause, and you just might get asked where people can find one!

4: Fish. Getting a fishy or two can brighten up your room, and give you a companion! They're easy to care for, inexpensive, and lovable!

5: Lists. Lists can help you organize messes into miracles. Just grab your phone and write! OR, do it in the vintage way which is more fun...grab a piece of paper and an orange thing called a pencil!

6: Storage bens. You know you need them for your closet, or under your bed. It's an excellent purchase that your mom is sure to approve. It helps with how your room looks, too.

7: Helping out. Do your siblings need a little fashion help? Offer your artistic talents and dress them for school! It's really fun- I sometimes do it for my sisters. If they aren't interested, try something like making a chart with ten bubbles. Every time you get them dressed and are allowed to put a bow in their hair, have them fill it in. Once all bubbles are covered, have a prize- like letting them get an app on your phone, or sleeping in your room. This stuff works!

8: Nature. Nature can calm the soul by looking at His creation. Take a walk- not on the sidewalk, but in real nature thats surrounded by trees and grass. Take the dog along too. Deep breaths!

9: Speaking up. You might be an introvert by nature, but you don't have to stay that way. In fact, you might enjoy talking after awhile! Start by walking up to ONE new person everyday and getting to know them. Next thing you know, you're the talk of the school!

10: Standing out. Who said you had to be like everyone else? When you are deceased, would you rather your friends say at the funeral that you always followed all the trends? Or, that you stood out of the crowd and enjoyed being different? You decide.


Easter's services have ended, but the story never stops being told.

As we press on through our last weeks of school, you might find yourself frustrated with your lifestyle. For example, maybe your room hasn't been cleaned in years, or your wardrobe just seems to be getting smaller. Whatever it is, there is hope!!! 


1: Take 30 minutes of your day and push all the junk into the center of your room. Then turn on music, set a timer, and knock it out! 

2:  Look up two new hairstyles and try them out on her head. 

3: Run around your house three times, while listening to your favorite song.

See if any of these helps!

Easter: The Silent Day

Saturday. This is the day between the crucifixion, and the resurrection...of course, people didn't know it back then.

Jesus has now left His friends on Earth, and ascended into heaven. During this time, Satan thought he won. He thought he defeated the one and only hope for us that would ever come! But he didn't.
Jesus came back and defeated death.
Imagine you are one of many friends of Jesus. You just watched an unmerciful crucifixion, and also witnessed His burial. Now, you glumly walk back towards your home. Your spirit is solemn. You feel irritable, wrongly accused, and broken-hearted. Not even your other friends can cheer you up.
BUT WAIT!!! Then you remember the prophecy! Jesus had told you earlier, that He would rise from the dead in three days! But how do you know its true? Didn't He just die himself? Words and thoughts are swirling around in your head...and just to add to the weekend, it is the passover.
I bet Jesus' friends were extremely confused and lost during this weekend thousands of years ago.

But how do we tend to forget this day as if it is nothing but March 26th? It might be because we know how the story ends. Don't let that take away from your weekend as you remember what others were going through. Pray a silent prayer as to thanking God for sending Jesus-because without Him, where would you be?