HELP!writing

Is there anything you want me to change about my blog:
design,format,The way I'm writing?
Please speak up.

Missed.

My Great Grandma just passed away.  I wrote this poem for her:

    I loved your smile,
    The best by a mile.
    Your faith in God
    Was firmly sod.
    On the farmland of life.
     Of course we all have greif and strife,
      But you inherited eternal life.



GREAT GRANDMA...

COOKING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

All of a sudden I began to love cooking.  As far back in history as we can go,there has always been cooking.  Cooking has been a part of our culture for many years.  I even found a delicious recipe from my

                     GREAT GRANDMA. 

Easy dip.

Here is a delicious dip recipe that is a big hit at parties.

    1cup of sour cream.

     1teaspoon of cinnimon.

     1tablespoon  of sugar.

    

stir well.

On veggies and fruit.

Boogy boardin'

Every summer,every chance I get, I boogy board.  Today, on the way home from the beach,I was thinking about how boogy boarding was invented.  After a bit I began to think about it.  How the waves are scary when there coming right at you.  And the panic you feel when you're trapped under a wave.   But once you learn how to ride them,they take you forward.  Then I imagined the ocean as our lives and the boogy board as God's word.  and the waves are our troubles,some bigger than others.  And the waves are scary if we let ourselves get trapped under them.  But if we learn how to ride them, they will send us forward in our faith.

Fantasies.

Have u ever read a book or watched a movie and wished that you could go on some heroic adventure or slay a dragon or meet a Pegasus.  Do you wish that you could be a hero in a book, riding dragons and laughing at danger.
    Well,let's start at heroism.  You want to save the world or something.  Well, think about it.  Every time you tell someone about Jesus,your planting a seed in their Heart.  Then maybe they,someday will come to know Christ,and be save d ETERNALLY.  Now that's heroic.
     Next,slaying a dragon.  In revelation,satan is pictured as a dragon.  Every Time you turn to God,  you win a battle with that dragon.
      But you can never be perfect.  Even the strongest knights come away,wounded from battle.  But still victorious.

EVERYBODY,listen up.

My mom has an awesome  website called dropping keys.  It us made for moms so if you are a mom or a child tell your mom,or read it yourself.

Church

If you scroll down my blog,you will se e an earlier post that I wrote.  In it I confessed that I didn't like church.  Well, God has helped me get over that so,now I enjoy going.  I have a youth group also that helps me see the light of Jesus in a way that appeals to my young mind.

Scared

I am so SCARED.  I have to go to MIDDLE SCHOOL. I have to leave my friends,who have pretty much become my family.  I have to go from a school of 43 kids to a school of 900.  Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek.   I'm scared.

flowers

Today I made a small part of this world more beautiful.  There is this old beat up cone along our road and it wasnt being used for anything, so I picked some beatiful flowers from my yard [daffidils and some others] and stuck them in the cone and it looked fabulous:].  That is how God  is with us!  He saw a lonely "cone" on the side of the road and thought "I bet I could use this to brighten up someone's day" so he put flowers of his love in that cone and the flowers shone in the sun, just like his love shines from within you:]

half

Let me tell you a story,
It is not very mild:
One daya tornadoe blew through,
All angry and wild,
It blew of the side of my house ,
so,as a child,
I lived in a half house,
With a half mouse,
I even had a half pool.
And a half bottle of glue,
And that ,my child is why,
our half too.

Please

Pleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleaseplease tell your friends about my blog,I want to tell others of jesus' amazing love and so i can more stuff on my blog like contests and stuff:]

red

Any body who is reading my blog please wear something red tomorrow,it doesnt matter when you are reading this, just wear red the next day!

A poem!

I wrote this poem,please tell me if you like it:

I want to write a poem,
A limirick, a haiku,
But I always end up,
Stuck,stuck,stuck,
But I'll never give up,
It may be hard at first,
And I may be the worst,
If only I could,
Write a poem for you.

Sorry

I'm sorry I havent been keeping you up dated to my blog,I have had a lot going on.  With going in to sixth grade.  I have had a difficult year in my math class because I am a grade behind in math.  I will try to be more consistent in my writting in 2013.  Thank you for your understanding:].

the truth

What I am about to write is something that i have not yet shared with the world.  I don't like going to church.  There,I said it.  It's not like I don't believe in God or anything,it's just that it is in the morning(my grump hour).  I am worried about my home work due the next day,and I don't like sitting still...
  
   Soo each day I try to worship God in any way I can throughout the day.   

Christmas time

Its christmas time.  we have the that TEMPORARY good mood.  that time when you are excited and life is a glass of milk and cookies.  Then there is the moment when you remember that there is still a month till christmas, you have to go to school/work the next day,and you have to get up early the next morning.  That is when your world is shattered,the family suddenly seems too rowdy,the eggnog tastes sour, and you feel annoyed.  Finally ( for me) the tears come nearer and you start to feel like you need to have something exciting to do or else you will explode at your family.  that is not really the time you feel the most generous.  When that moment comes just go into your room and and just say a quick prayer and ask god to give you strength to count your blessings, not your sorrows or how things arent going your way.

Please pray

Goodnight

Goodnight.god loves you. 

From a humble preteen. 

Day with my friendS

Yesterday I went to a botanical garden for a 13 year old. She was a close friend I have known since the day I was born.  When I got there and saw her my stomach twisted,I couldn't swallow and tears sprang to my eyes. There she was,my thirteen year old friend was two years older than me. That night I talked to her and she told me that no matter how old I am she will always be my friend. That is kind of  how God is with us. Even though he is thousands of years old and knows the secrets of the universe he always has time. For us.

Happy bday friend.