New Things

I was volunteered today to teach the 3rd and 4th Graders Sunday School class next Sunday morning. Me, teaching? LOL! Yeah, I'm not so sure I can be a good teacher but I'm going to try. I think my mom's going in with me, but I don't know if I want to try it solo or not...I think it'd be good experience if I did it alone. Not exactly alone, though. God's going to be there whether I doubt Him or not. 

Last night was awesome. I know I didn't mention this in any other posts, but we had a young man come and do a piano concert for the church. Sadly, only a few people were there and I felt bad that there weren't more, but I think that those who had come left blessed. His name is Andrew Stephens, and he's only 18. He's played twice before Dino (Kartsonakis), who is a world-famous piano player. He's AMAZING! Andrew, that is. Dino's pretty good too, lol. I actually kind of knew Andrew from his grandparents, who were church  members of our old church and are super nice. He's going to Romania again this summer for almost a month to do evangelism. He's very nice and it was fun to finally get to meet him after all his grandmother's bragging (lol). 

Then today I found out about a girl who had gone to my old church. She was only 14 and died in a car accident yesterday. Her sister, who was driving was released from the hospital last night. I know people around my old town who are very grieved at her death; if you could remember to keep the King family in your thoughts and prayers, even if you don't know them, that would be great. 

Anyway, Brad Keselowski won the race today at Talladega. Tony didn't even finish top 10 far as I know. They had some nice wrecks though, haha. 

Glad for the Weekend

I'm so glad for the weekend! Although, I haven't had much school this past week. But it's been a frustrating and hard week. It's one of those weeks, as Rhyan said, where you hope that the next day is better but it's not.

So, let's see...

While I can't remember if Monday or Tuesday were bad (although, I'm pretty sure they were. ;) ), Wednesday started out okay. My mom and I went to a tea party protest but after lunch the day started to go sour. Later that night, I dropped my laptop on the floor in the hallway and cracked the screen, but by some miracle, the system seems to still be working. On top of all that, we're having more issues with things in the church. (surprise surprise). 

Thursday was a little better, but not much. Today wasn't much better either. I also found out that two of my very good friends won't be able to come to my graduation reception, and while I know that not everyone I want will be there, I'm disappointed. They're 2 of my very few circle of friends (I only have about 4 good friends) and it's sad that they won't be able to be there. 

I'm hoping this week will end better than it started.

Tax Day Tea Party

This morning, my mom and I attended a tea party protest in Grayson County. There were at least 400 people there, while only about 4 Obama supporters (haha). I took some pictures with my phone, but couldn't find my regular camera, so I can't post any of them here.

But it was great. A little unorganized, though, but standing there with other people, letting my opinion be known, exercising my right to freedom of speech was awesome. It was my first demonstration\protest. The Tea Parties aren't about Republican or Democrat. They're about right and wrong. Both sides are at fault here. It's not just one side more responsible than the other, although the democrats have certainly contributed their fair share to it; it's about our rights as citizens.

Governor Rick Perry of Texas was on the Sean Hannity radio show yesterday, and he said something that made me like him, "The states created the federal government; not the other way around. It should stay that way." He, along with several other governors, have not only rejected the money from Washington, but they are also backing a bill that reinforces the 10th amendment (which, I believe, outlines the rights of states.)

A bunch of signs I saw today said that as well. It should be WE THE PEOPLE, not the politicans in Washington making our decisions for us.

Another sign I saw, "It's not about right or left: it's about right and wrong!". How true. I'm sure there were Democrats AND Republicans both in attendance at today's protest. It'll be the same around the country. I urge you, if possible, to participate in a TP Protest.

You'll be labeled as a right-wing extremist terrorist. Don't you wonder why the Obama administration has to label us as that? Because they're afraid of us. The majority of Americans who have common sense and who didn't vote for him are up in arms over his policies. They should have had the sense and intelligence to check Obama out in the first place instead of following the bias of MSNBC, CBS, and ABC!!!!! Now, everyone has to pay for those people's blindness and ignorance. Even those who work hard and live honestly.

Do something about big government. We are still free, and we are still the people and citizens of the United States of America.

Race Weekend at TMS (Part 1)

Okay, so I'm not at TMS today like I was last year, but so what? Usually, I don't watch the Nationwide race(s) but since it's at Texas, I decided to since I was there last year (on First Contact day!)

The O'Reilly 300 was my first ever NASCAR race, and though I would have preferred to also go to the Samsung 500 (Sprint Cup) race, I had a blast at the 300 last year. The smell of race fuel, burnt rubber, and tire smoke (which smells like Corn Nuts). The sound of 43 stock cars roaring to life after the words, "Gentlemen, start your engines!" The reverent atmosphere as the national anthem was sung and as the invocation (prayer) was given. The roar of the fans as those 43 cars came down the race track to the first green flag to start the race. You knew who your friends and enemies were just by looking at them (lol!), and it was quite interesting to see people. You definitely knew who were the Earnhardt, Jr. fans.

But I guess more imporant than it being my 1st race, it was also when I first met Jeff. We and my parents met him at IHOP in Decatur that morning. To be honest, I wasn't quite sure what to expect about him. But I thought that if he was willing to come halfway across the country just to meet Rhyan and us, he had to be worth something! So after we ate breakfast at IHOP and visited, I guess about an hour, I went with Rhyan and Jeff back to her house approx. 5 miles from TMS and my parents went shopping in Fort Worth while we went off to watch some racin'. I'm sure people felt sorry for Jeff while we were walking in and around TMS because he had all his Gordon gear on, and Rhyan and I had our Stewart gear on; he was outnumbered! Anyways, I don't think Rhyan and Jeff paid that much attention to the race...every time I looked at them they were holding hands (I know, you both will get back at me if I ever start dating)...but yeah, they were and still are quite twitterpaited with each other. ;) (you know I love you guys!)

Well, I'm going to continue this blog tomorrow during\after the Samsung 500. Boogity, Boogity, Boogity, let's Go Racing at Texas Motor Speedway, boys!

A New Day

Often, a new day brings about a new change of mind or mindset. Last night, or rather early this morning before I headed to bed, I spent more time in prayer than I usually do. Confessing and asking God to help me not be so bitter and to not hate some people when they do something stupid or (in my eyes) wrong.

I realized, almost with horror, that while I had been complaining about some people, I was turning into what I despised most! Isn't that how God works? He'll let us gripe and complain, then He'll say, "Okay, look in the mirror" and we see that we're exactly what we disliked. Hurts though, doesn't it? I know it hurt me.

And not really finding my devotional helpful, I thumbed through the book of Hebrews. Here is the passage I found: "...let us draw near with a sincere heart in full assurance of faith, having our hearts sprinkled clean, from an evil conscience and our bodies washed with pure water."-Heb. 10:22. I looked at that and thought, "Wow. Directed exactly at me."

While I still am very unhappy about a certain chain of events, I know that eventually, these people will get knocked down a step or two off their pedastal. I don't respect them anymore inwardly because of how they act (even though they're adults). But honestly, aren't I the same kind of person?

Frustrations

You know what is probably the most frustrating thing about being a preacher's kid? (PK). Not being able to say the things you want to the most to the people you'd love to say them to. Some things, I'll admit, aren't terribly nice, but there are tons of times I'd love to give people what-for but because of my dad's job, I can't. I have to stand by and watch while people stab my parents (and me) in the back and do a multitude of other things that are pathetic.

While this church has been better than our last (we've been here for 2 years in May), the amount of griping and complaining seems to be worse.

Don't get me wrong; sometimes I love the people that are in the church, but usually, the ones you strongly dislike are in the majority. In this church, the latter is very true for me. Now, I have tried not to have a bitter heart or an attitude towards such people, but it's very difficult. It's very difficult to let the God of the Bible take control of my situations. There have been times where I've said, "okay, Lord, this is in Your hands and I'm wiling to deal with whatever comes of it." And usually, it turns out fine. May not be what I want, but eventually I see how it worked. Not lately.

There's a forum I'd joined in 2005 called "The Dancing Lawn" at narniafans.com. I left for various reasons several months ago and only at the beginning of this year did I return. Disappointment could not explain what I think about the forum now. The people I had looked up to are now ones that I can't respect anymore. I know I've had my own share of words around the forum, and at times I could have been nicer, but some members take it too far. So I've pretty much determined that I'm a cynical pessimistic person who's bitter in her heart and soul.

I will be brutally honest: I hate my dad's job. And I'm bitter. Tried to fight that bit of truth but I am. I'm bitter about it. think what you will about me, but I said I'd be true and honest.

More About the Authoress

Though I won't give out much information about myself, I do live in Texas; been born and raised in the Lone Star State, and I hope to stay until I die. I'm a Christian, or rather a born-again Christian; and I happen to be a Southern Baptist Preacher's Daughter AND I've been homeschooled my entire life. I know, busy life, right? Unfortunately, you'd be correct. (insert rollling eyes here)

I really only created this blog because I needed some sort of outlet for venting. You may get a good or bad view about what life is like for me, but not every person born in this position is like it.