tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-328341762024-03-07T16:01:09.335-06:00By Grace, I Am HisUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger71125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32834176.post-47472668751171781622013-08-30T07:54:00.000-05:002013-08-30T07:54:30.047-05:00Up From The Ashes!!Wow, it has really been ages since I wrote on this blog! I've been re-reading some of these posts, and ...wow... yep, that about sums it up!<br />
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I've been mulling around some ideas and I figured it was time to resurrect this blog. I was going to start another one, but why leave this one?? Hopefully I will be able to jump start my writing again. We'll see!!<br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32834176.post-80463880737082312422011-06-20T16:25:00.002-05:002011-06-20T16:27:13.298-05:00Photography WebsiteAs many of you know, I love photography, and since moving to SC, I have been in the process of starting my own photography business. I'm still trying to get the hang of my website but feel free to check it out! <a href="http://www.libertydigitalphotography.com">www.libertydigitalphotography.com</a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32834176.post-19944515081702191262011-01-14T16:46:00.000-06:002011-01-14T16:47:11.981-06:00My VW Beetle ComplaintTo Whom It May Concern:<br /><br />This letter is in regards to your cute, adorable, sweet, and innocent-looking Beetle…or “Bug” as it is known as.<br /><br />I am writing this letter to request an immediate end to the production of said cars as they are hazardous to the health of anyone near them. My therapist recommended that I begin by filing this complaint before any further legal action is taken.<br /><br />Dear W.H.M.C., I’m sure you don’t understand my predicament, but I assure you, you do not want to be in my shoes. You see, I have an undiagnosed condition that could best be described as uncontrollable violent streaks brought on by the sight of one particular vehicle. The VW Beetle. Color, year, convertible or not. Same result.<br /><br />I am sure I am not alone in this condition. Let me describe it to you. Whenever I see a VW “Bug”, driving by, passing me, sitting in a parking lot, or trying to hide behind an unsuspecting object, I MUST reach out and touch someone. Very hard. Very, very hard. This uncontrollable action is most often associated with five words, vocalized at the top of my lungs, thereby damaging any ear drums within the immediate area. The words, you may be familiar with them, are, “Punch bug, no punch back!”<br /><br />What some see as a childish prank, to me, is a stark, brutal reality. Many friendships have been marred by bruising on the upper arms of the unsuspecting victim. Sometimes I miss the arm and must “Punch bug” elsewhere.<br /><br />I realize that the V.W. Beetle is a popular little car, but in the interest of the safety of Americans everywhere, I must repeat my appeal for the halt of the production of these violence-inducing cars.<br /><br />This Tourette’s-like syndrome has no known cure, and instead of lessening with age, it seems to have increased four-fold. Among the victims of this curse are: My husband, my mother, my best friends, my mother-in-law, my brother-in-law, and occasionally random strangers. That is where the problems began. “Punch bugging” family is one thing, but when it is a total stranger…well, they like to label that as Assault and Battery.<br /><br />With the money I could be saving from the court costs, lawyer fees, doctor’s fees, etc, I could have bought ten of your “cute” little cars. But that would only make more trouble.<br />Please, I beg of you, please stop making these nightmarish little cars!<br /><br />Sincerely,<br /> Bethany J. S.<br /><br />PS. My fist and countless arms thank you in advance.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32834176.post-89225386365463799042011-01-12T17:45:00.005-06:002011-01-12T18:22:10.978-06:00And They Lived Happily Ever After...<div><br /><br /><div>OK, in the blank spaces between the last post and this one, alot has happened. And I do mean ALOT!! </div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>Hmm, let's see, what was the biggest thing?? ...Oh yeah, my last name got changed!! May I be introduced to you now, Hi, my name is Bethany Joy Sehorne. I live in Lancaster, SC. Life was hectic between June and now.</div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>July 9, 2010, my family travelled to Swallow Falls, MD, to camp overnight with Ms. Vickie and Matt. We went hiking to the top of a waterfall while Dad went to a landing so he could get pictures of us. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561452584520661506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVRjT1JUyBR3kAuJJrHfrmIBwfDYJpEMv367FBOU-hzhFUeKNCGSkPk7-uqTgEAjjx3GlOpyhdF5U_kzOz7O2y1kZ-j69Cx99c3RtCAI54nUYe40SR_JrbuvXRwqbRBtDU4PuK/s320/2010+July-August+004.jpg" border="0" /></div></div><br /><p>There were quite a few people down below us swimming and jumping into the pool below the waterfall. I turned to look and them and when I turned back to Matt he was on his knee!!</p><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561453353700100450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6WiijW9D90upKUgSU1jLnsmxIjTpshlncmGk7oOQfq3VfXi6R8V-EmRiuiIkcOhEusSyaP5hJWpIeUiV9GhPHhzHLrYbHw2cAycJiELgw5WmylT63vx7-M-NjqesZZbjX2Fkn/s320/2010+July-August+006.jpg" border="0" /></p><br /><p>From my face, I'm sure you can see my surprise! </p><p> </p><p>Anyway, it was a whirlwind after that, we planned the wedding for November 20, 2010, and everything seems to blur from there!</p><p>Long story short, the wedding went beautifully, better than I could have hoped. I wrote a song to sing at the wedding and Im hoping to get it copyrighted and post here.</p><p>Tomorrow I start my part time nanny job. I'm excited!!! I'll try to right more later.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32834176.post-88243577217341798982010-06-22T23:44:00.003-05:002010-06-22T23:57:03.413-05:00Back to Blogging...I hope<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Ok</span>, so this past month has been a whirlwind of traveling and activities. My oldest brother, Scott, is now happily wed to Amber, and they are settling into married life in Florida.<br /><br />Katie and I travelled down to South Carolina the Wednesday before the wedding to visit with Matt and his family. Thursday night, Matt, Katie, and I, left for Florida after church. We arrived very early Friday morning in enough time to get a little sleep time and then it was preparation for the rehearsal and wedding.<br /><br />Everything went well and the wedding was on a beautiful Saturday morning. I think I may have been just as nervous as the bride. I had this fear of tumbling down the aisle because of my heels. However, since I was walking with Matt, he assured me that he would never let that happen! True to his word, tumbling did NOT occur...thankfully!<br /><br />After the wedding and reception, the three of us left for South Carolina again to spend some more quality time together. Katie had to fly back Monday morning, but the Lord worked it out so I could stay until this past Saturday morning.<br /><br />Speaking of Saturday, I am now 20 years old! I spent the day driving, unpacking the car, sleeping, and then working. I'm a big kid now!! It was definitely a birthday to remember as I drove from <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">Beckley</span>, W.V. with my convertible top down, and, as a result, received a fantastic burn on my arms!<br /><br />Anyway, I've slept most of today, well yesterday now, away, and therefore, am not very sleepy yet. But, I guess I should mention, today is Matt and my 10 month courting anniversary!! Gd has been so good, and it seems hard to believe that it's been that long!! I feel blessed to be loved by this man that God has given to me! :-)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32834176.post-33069753859178318732010-04-23T12:22:00.002-05:002010-04-23T13:37:38.600-05:00Wingmen NeededIn Exodus 17, the Bible records a battle. The Israelites were camped in the valley of Reph'idim, and Am'alek fought with Israel.<br /><br />Ex 17:9 And Moses said unto Joshua, Choose us out men, and go out, fight with Amalek: to morrow I will stand on the top of the hill with the rod of God in mine hand.<br />Ex 17:10 So Joshua did as Moses had said to him, and fought with Amalek: and Moses, Aaron, and Hur went up to the top of the hill.<br />Ex 17:11 And it came to pass, when Moses held up his hand, that Israel prevailed: and when he let down his hand, Amalek prevailed.<br />Ex 17:12 But Moses' hands were heavy; and they took a stone, and put it under him, and he sat thereon; and Aaron and Hur stayed up his hands, the one on the one side, and the other on the other side; and his hands were steady until the going down of the sun.<br /><br />The end of this story holds Israel in the winning position, all because of the help of those two men, Aaron and Hur. When Moses dropped his hands, Amalek began winning, when his arms were raised, Israel won. Had it not been that Aaron and Hur stood their beside their leader, strengthened him, and encouraged him, that story may have turned out a little differently.<br /><br /><br /><br />In so many churches across our nation, there are battles being fought. Whether they be emotional, physical, or spiritual, every church seems to have them. The devil has an in-road to almost every church, and it could be through anything. Little things, big things, it really doesn't matter. Wherever he can find an opening, he climbs in. <br /><br />There is a great need today for more Aarons and Hurs to step forward. To stand beside their pastors, their leaders, and to hold them up. To lift them up in prayer, to encourage them to keep on serving the Lord. We need more people who are willing to lay aside their own differences and say, "You know what? I may not agree with every little thing he says, but this man is God's man, and he is my pastor. I'm going to put aside my differences and trust God to work on my heart and sort everything out." <br /><br />People of God, brothers and sisters in the Lord, stand by your pastors!! Love them, pray for them, honor them, but most of all, encourage them! Too many good men of God have gotten discouraged and quit the ministry...a tragedy that could have been prevented had God's people just lifted him up! Good men of God are becoming even more scarce as the end times draw near. Ask yourselves, can you really afford to let your pastor down??<br /><br /><br />This is dedicated to all the pastors I personally know, my pastor, Charles Harvey, Jr., Bro, Doug Sehorne, Bro. Johnny Jones, Bro. Richard Ulery, Bro. Tony Jones, Bro. Joey Curado, Bro. Jason Williams, Bro. Jay Geisler, Jr., Bro. Andy Wells, Bro. Doug Thompson, and Bro. Bruce Crump. You are all in my prayers.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32834176.post-26164950448857472452010-04-05T23:07:00.002-05:002010-04-05T23:15:22.976-05:00Back To WritingOK, the problem has been fixed, thank you!<br /><br />Now, on to bigger and better things.<br /><br />You may have noticed the silence for the past...well, months. Things have gotten busy, as life has a way of doing. God has been good to me, and I'm so thankful for everything He has done.<br /><br />I had the opportunity to spend three and a half weeks in South Carolina with Matt and his family. My mom and I drove down and she was able to stay with some friends of hers in Salley, S.C. It was such a blessing to be able to feel at home there, and home is truly where the heart is. We are able to do so many things together...and I even managed to give myself a concussion. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I AM a klutz! Let's just say it involved a baseball bat...and leave it at that, O.K.?<br /><br />I managed to make it through almost the entire trip without hurting myself too badly, but that last week....it was dangerous. I narrowly avoided frostbitten toes from the ocean, survived the attack of the tick, and barely made it out alive from the ball field. But before that, I played paintball, went kayaking, hiking, shopping (which IS dangerous), all this without so much as a scratch--except for a few bruises from the paintballs. Thank you Jerry!<br /><br />But anyway, it was so very hard to have to say goodbye, but I know, one of these days we will never have to say goodbye again. One of these days....Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32834176.post-39717978188408886512010-04-01T17:59:00.001-05:002010-04-01T18:00:31.834-05:00Help?As you may have noticed, I'm having trouble with "undefined" popping up at the beginning of my posts. Does anyone know a way I can fix this? Any help would be greatly appreciated!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32834176.post-33801600917349033682010-03-02T08:52:00.003-06:002010-03-02T09:04:12.005-06:00Valentines Day photosHere are the Sweetheart Banquet pictures of me and Matt as I promised.<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444051747421463762" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMJHu6Ox1s6hRx4LFlVxatkastmoGyfU69MY-xdTvGUi1r77OQriGbw418Q0-h5Grf_tSUSgI8t40tHM3VbkYoGnUbWCCRuNArk57wge13Pu_JnLpLcDy_zPIDQKHz5T9LQXAV/s320/2010+January-February+330.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444051744303931458" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiETICPwWdbSP42xneCXr-_BRUpu8DNw0P5epuIHZzs0nYyHaunnw5DAsIV69uPrrBoRkpCXIzTdgXm_e9aRg_btwuopBk5RK9n9EJmbooqMYRQt7Ye72TANCOJJArvYoKQ61D/s320/2010+January-February+327.jpg" /><br /><p>Matt is the one who bought me the dress...picked it out and everything! I thank God for such a wonderful sweetheart!</p><p>Please keep us in your prayers. We are learning to lean on God...and wait on His time. For those of you who've been through this before, you know it's not always easy!</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32834176.post-85446945527957694112010-02-12T08:57:00.003-06:002010-02-12T08:59:38.651-06:00Valentines DayWell, Lord willing, this year I will be able to spend Valentines Day with Matt!! He's driving up today from S.C., so please pray for his safety with all this snow! I'll try to write more after he leaves, but right now, we aren't even talking about leaving...BAD word! Haha. I'll write more soon. Oh, and I'll post pictures from the Sweetheart Banquet too! That will be tomorrow night.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32834176.post-30111067569636252852009-11-03T18:14:00.004-06:002009-11-03T18:48:26.717-06:00Fill My Cup, LordLike the woman at the well I was seeking<br />For things that could not satisfy:<br />And then I heard my Savior speaking:<br />"Draw from my well that never shall run dry".<br /><br />Chorus<br />Fill my cup Lord,<br />I lift it up, Lord!<br />Come and quench this thirsting of my soul;<br />Bread of heaven, Feed me till I want no more<br />Fill my cup, fill it up and make me whole!<br /><div><div>There are millions in this world who are craving<br />The pleasures earthly things afford;<br />But none can match the wondrous treasure<br />That I find in Jesus Christ my Lord.<br /><br />Chorus<br />Fill my cup Lord,<br />I lift it up, Lord!<br />Come and quench this thirsting of my soul;<br />Bread of heaven, Feed me till I want no more<br />Fill my cup, fill it up and make me whole! </div><br /><div>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~</div><br /><div>How many of us have sung this song? I know I've sung it quite a few times, but I never really stopped to think about it.</div><br /><div>So many times, we walk into the church, our cup is so small...or filled to the brim with the cares and worries of the week before.<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 167px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400040072382815378" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_1IZvGHPNegACU-EXs5IZWlsDFUU5vatRSYJKk2A7LSLg8eNDu1Iirru-AvzH9y-7cDe4KJnWvKIXtEZjZt6k9voMaF3PNcR6942tPR1J156Thfw3yUVE7kcUWOeyOjoqvAoo/s320/cup-small.jpg" />Our little cup is already filled and overflowing with our OWN WANTS AND WISHES, there's no room for God to fill it up with blessings and overflow it with joy!</div><br /><div></div><div>We sit in church, holding our tiny cup, praying, "Lord, fill my cup!" Then go home from church that day, wondering why the Lord didn't answer our prayer. "Wasn't He listening?" "Why wouldn't He give me blessings?"</div><br /><div></div><div>How can He??!!</div><br /><div></div><div>I am so guilty of just bringing one tiny little cup to church, not really trusting Him to fill it. Or if He does, it won't overflow, so I don't bring a saucer.</div><br /><div></div><div>How wrong I am! "Oh ye of little faith!" </div><br /><div></div><div>Well, the next time church comes along, I'm bringing me a bigger cup, that's completely empty, trusting Him to fill it up and overflow it.<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400043003121293698" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFJzRPC5JPuzF3Y934iGeQYTFSb5eFhNoi5GgYtwLBAMlqJB-UAfrFwgtd3IA_fe30wYN5dmkqo8X69HjRBz0iMD5W-6_Mhx_bfAF36Z-baaubrxDVDCpSxDv0adNdw8GQBpvU/s320/huge+cup.jpg" /></div></div><br /><p></p>Fill my cup, Lord, I lift it up, completely empty, and waiting for You to fill it with Your love, joy, and blessings.<br /><p></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32834176.post-32087933315774773432009-10-28T12:15:00.002-05:002009-10-28T12:30:27.672-05:00Horoscope HoaxesI looked at my horoscope today.<br /><br />Now before everyone drops over from sheer horror, let me explain. I am a firm disbeliever in horoscopes. "Then why did you look at one?" Well, because they make me laugh!! For example, I went to the horoscope section on the Yahoo! webpage and saw my horoscope. I found out something I never knew!! This is what it said: "You're a little troubled over some small misunderstanding between you and a good friend -- but it should clear up soon enough! Try not to let it drag you down into an emotional swamp." <br /><br />Wow! Had it not told me that, I would have never known I was troubled over a small misunderstanding!! I didn't know that, hmm.<br /><br />Now, I am NOT troubled over some small misunderstanding between me and a good friend, and I am most certainly NOT in an emotional swamp! Life is going well, God's been good.<br /><br />SO WHY DO PEOPLE ACTUALLY BELIEVE THESE THINGS????<br /><br />Anyone care to answer that? <br /><br />People are so caught up looking for answers to all of their problems in life. They turn to drugs, they turn to alcohol, they turn to gambling; they just want answers! But what they fail to realize is, if they would just turn to Jesus, they would find every answer to every question. The answers for life's problems don't lie in some magazine horoscope section, the answers lie in Jesus Christ, "The Author and Finisher".<br /><br />He wrote the pages of our lives, He knew how they would turn out! So why do you need some horoscope telling you what's what in your life when you should already KNOW.<br /><br />And so, my dear friends, the next time you find yourself wondering what you should do today, don't turn to the horoscope page, instead, dust off that Bible and read what God has for you today. It will do you so much better than any horoscope could ever do.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32834176.post-79208453433258692792009-10-23T00:09:00.002-05:002009-10-23T00:32:16.673-05:00Are They Afraid?In I Samuel 18, the Bible is telling the story of David's life right after he was used to slay the giant, Goliath. Saul took him into his own house, David and Jonathan became the best of friends, and the Bible also says something that I found to be very interesting.<br /><br />"<em>And David went out <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">whithersoever</span> Saul sent him </em>(He was obedient)<em>, and behaved himself wisely</em> (He had character)<em>: and Saul set him over the men of war</em> (He was willing to accept responsibility)<em>, and he was accepted in the sight of all the people, and also in the sight of Saul's servants</em>." I Samuel 18:5<br /><br />But even though everything seemed like it was going right, Saul became jealous of David's popularity, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">and</span> verse 9 of I Samuel 18 says, "<em>And Saul eyed David from that day forward."</em> Now, we all know the story, an evil spirit came on Saul, he threw a javelin at David, but God protected him. This happened twice and verse 12 records: "<em>And Saul was afraid of David, <u>because the Lord was with him,</u> and was departed from Saul." </em>Verses 14 and 15 go on to state: "<em>And David behaved himself wisely in all his ways; and the LORD was with him. Wherefore when Saul saw that he behaved himself very wisely, he was afraid of him."</em><br /><br />So the story goes on, Saul offers his oldest daughter, Michal, to David in exchange for the foreskins of one hundred Philistines; David goes above and beyond that, and brings back double the required amount. So Saul honored his word and gave Michal to David. However, I Samuel 18:28-30 tells us, "<em>And Saul saw and knew that the LORD was with David, and that Michal Saul’s daughter loved him. And Saul was yet the more afraid of David; and Saul became David’s enemy continually. Then the princes of the Philistines went forth: and it came to pass, after they went forth, that David behaved himself more wisely than all the servants of Saul; so that his name was much set by."</em><br /><br />Because of the Lord's hand on his life, David behaved himself wisely and people all around him knew that God was with him. However, Saul was afraid of David because of that same fact.<br /><br />Do you, as a Christian, bring fear to the world around you? Do your co-workers dislike you for doing your job responsibly? It doesn't matter who is mad at you, who calls you a brown-<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">noser</span>, who thinks that you are just a 'suck up'; all that matters is that we be the witness and testimony that God wants us to be.<br /><br />Are people afraid of your walk with Christ?Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32834176.post-59732039736876666412009-10-22T00:05:00.002-05:002009-10-22T00:09:05.102-05:00Me and Matt<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNbMZftseMT-SM-TEZ2KkFnkV9xO4iUBOZS0CugtBGJXQX7GiBHqsmbJNqdFhmToar9xrfMylh5yf5fs5EnNXJ3se44XKjeFd2WS_k7OigE_J7CG1U7ZUKMV1ON7vtjY1MPswO/s1600-h/Me+and+Matt.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 238px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395286879107526562" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNbMZftseMT-SM-TEZ2KkFnkV9xO4iUBOZS0CugtBGJXQX7GiBHqsmbJNqdFhmToar9xrfMylh5yf5fs5EnNXJ3se44XKjeFd2WS_k7OigE_J7CG1U7ZUKMV1ON7vtjY1MPswO/s320/Me+and+Matt.jpg" /></a><br /><div>Hey, since I told everyone I was courting, I figured I'd post a picture of me and Matt together. This picture was taken last year at camp.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32834176.post-20633525049499665142009-10-21T23:59:00.002-05:002009-10-22T00:05:39.888-05:00Welcome home Joe!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhg0s-uJkNKF3GuXmnQY3ZacswALjj2Ts17XHYr3x-qlX41xb2BtfoUK_3O1zjbFH6fE0FZ6Xc22lEmNWtoG37clhIryrKMSRlz2UEWtjF-PjljcPazvGScMonkfLtkLvBRrfQ_/s1600-h/Graduation+Day+337.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395285984291682594" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhg0s-uJkNKF3GuXmnQY3ZacswALjj2Ts17XHYr3x-qlX41xb2BtfoUK_3O1zjbFH6fE0FZ6Xc22lEmNWtoG37clhIryrKMSRlz2UEWtjF-PjljcPazvGScMonkfLtkLvBRrfQ_/s320/Graduation+Day+337.jpg" /></a><br /><div>Monday, I got a call from a good friend of mine, Joseph Flory, who had been stationed over in Iraq. He called to let me know that he was once again home on friendly soil. Praise the Lord!! I am so thankful for all the things he, as well as the other men and women of the Armed Forces have done for me, for this nation. Have you thanked a hero today?</div><br /><div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32834176.post-86210758197587435082009-10-20T01:13:00.004-05:002009-10-20T12:46:51.870-05:00My New Guitar<div>God has certainly blessed me! I like to say that He's been better to me than He's been to you! My most recent, prominent blessing is: I have acquired a 1988 Fender acoustic guitar!!</div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394719986764099042" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaMFV_Gi9PHNItneqnPRxCOnKCU-ol5uyBZ3eU6UR21mCtjobCPytiNOBGdS1GAFoVf5W2s8oBkS4ny-1OO6qTTstKonoKyUWZVGhZXU82IaAmfKpE6tedEmyu6Pp_s-4ELzKG/s320/September-October+2009+603.jpg" /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><p>I bought it at a flea market for $300, and that included the case! Its a beautiful guitar, and like brand new, I have already gained new calluses on my fingertips from playing it so much!</p><p></p><p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394723943398348690" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqFnLcIMHC3IpAJtYMGu76a4H4MVGENECCBUnCYWC6CeTpKKCdvQcHWp4cBb8LnTVlHG7svagRf0Mg-n4s5I7lxkT692nnhgrAhyphenhyphenBUqIk0PDlFxtTGGQK1CrK-KatymOMEF-jq/s320/September-October+2009+611.jpg" /></p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32834176.post-70598041359197545792009-10-06T16:17:00.002-05:002009-10-06T16:21:59.823-05:00Announcement!!Attention to all two of my blog followers!! Haha, and whomever else reads this.<br /><br />I am now being courted by a wonderful, godly young man named Matthew Sehorne. I dont know what else to say. I feel very blessed to have such a man that had prayed for me for three years. And now the Lord has seen fit to bring us together.<br /><br />Anyway, I just thought I'd share that with ya'll! I'm hoping to write something soon, but we'll see.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32834176.post-61862148513993387622009-06-29T19:48:00.002-05:002009-06-29T21:04:59.936-05:00What's Happening To My Future?I'm sure I'm not the only person my age that is looking around, wondering the same thing. This once great, once Christian nation has gone downhill so fast that to compare it's decline to an avalanche would not be doing it justice. Things that were once permissible are now prohibited and punishable to the full etent of the law, while things that were considered taboo are now being practised openly and some are even taught in our public schools.<br /><br />For ninteen years I have been told that children are the future of our nation. But what do we, as the future generations, have to follow as role models and heroes? We have actors, actresses, singers, and models to look up to. But what kind of examples are they? Do you really want your sons addicted to various drugs because "It's the cool thing to do" or "Everybody's doin' it"? Would you want your daughters to be viewed inappropriately by millions or people or pedophiles?<br /><br />As a nineteen year-old, I am becoming increasingly alarmed at the rate of under-age, single mothers, abortions, molestations, and kidnappings. All around me are kids my age who are already raising toddlers, or are hooked on drugs. But who can really blame them when they have such poor examples to follow?<br /><br />If you are concerned about <strong>YOUR</strong> future, <strong>IT'S NOT TOO LATE!!</strong> <strong><u>We </u></strong>are the future. <u><strong>We</strong></u> have the power to shape the next generation. <u><strong>We</strong></u> are responsible to provide reliable and authentic role models for our children and grandchildren. <u><strong>We</strong></u> have the ability to give them the hope of a much brighter future. <u><strong>We</strong></u> have the ability and the responsibility to mold this nation into a great nation once again. But to do this, we have to wake up and realize that yesterday is gone, tomorrow may never come, but <strong>WE</strong> are the future.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32834176.post-23458481059135273312009-06-09T22:52:00.002-05:002009-06-09T23:18:16.013-05:00Let Your Light So Shine...There I was.<br /><br />Dressed from nose to knee to PPE (Personal Protective Equipment), holding a pitcher of ice water.<br /><br />She was lying in the hospital bed, talking on the phone.<br /><br />Then, all of a sudden, she stopped talking to the person on the phone and said to me,<br /><br />"May I ask you a question?"<br /><br />"Of course!" Was my reply.<br /><br />"Are you a Christian?" she asked with her head cocked to one side.<br /><br />Surprised, I answered, "Yes, I am."<br /><br />Then again, "A born-again Christian?"<br /><br />"Yes ma'am!" A bit more enthusiastically.<br /><br />"I thought so. You just have that 'look' about you."<br /><br />Once again, surprised, I asked, "What look?"<br /><br />"You walked into this room, and your face was shining," she replied, "You have the brightest smile, you have a skirt on that is modest, and, if I'm not mistaken, your hair reaches to at least your shoulders."<br /><br />She resumed talking to the person on the phone, telling her about me. "You ought to see this young lady," she said, "Her face, it just shines, and she's wearing the most beautiful smile..."<br /><br />At this point, I took my leave, walked out into the hospital hallway where I just stood there for a moment and pondered what had just happened.<br /><br />It was Sunday night, June 7th, around 11:45 pm. I was working the graveyard shift from 3pm to 1am. The day before had been a very discouraging day to say the least. I had fallen on my hurt shoulder, I had found out that I missed two days of work because I didn't know to check the schedule, and my car had broken down in the Wal-Mart parking lot after taking my brother to check his work schedule and then to Wal-Mart. It was almost 2:00 AM before I got to bed, plus I had to teach Sunday School. I left church after Sunday School to go home and get some rest. Two hours later, my brother calls and informs me that HIS car is now acting up and could I come follow him home? I do so, then bring him to work and meet dad in the parking lot. I also fixed the car which had had a computer chip knocked out of the lower side of the steering column. <br /><br />All of this goings on had compiled a HUGE amount of stress, which would NOT help my testimony at work. So, before I went into work, I prayed. I want to make a difference for the Lord wherever I am, and I prayed that despite all the bad things that were piling up, the Lord would still be able to shine through me.<br /><br />And God still answers prayer.<br /><br />And that night, for the very first time, I truly understood what it meant to BE Matthew 5:14-16-<strong>"Ye are the light of the world. A city that is set on a hill cannot be hid. Neither do men light a candle, and put it under a bushel, but on a candlestick; and it giveth light unto all that are in the house. Let your light so shine before men, that they may see your good works, and glorify your Father which is in heaven."</strong>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32834176.post-22810144972966236552009-05-31T21:32:00.001-05:002009-05-31T21:35:43.364-05:00India TripToday, we had one of our missionaries in our church. Bro. G.S. Nair and his family stopped by our area, and we were blessed to have them here.<br /><br />As a result, we are planning on some of the folks from our church visiting them over in India in December, 2010, for an entire month. Please keep this endeavour in prayer, as we will each need over $1300 for plane tickets, passports, and visas, etc.<br /><br />Lord willing, our pastor, his wife, Mrs Flory, Katie, Abraham, and I are planning on going. I'm not sure who else. Please keep this in prayer.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32834176.post-47934231489634581952009-05-29T01:24:00.002-05:002009-05-29T01:26:26.993-05:00Been Up All NightHey all,<br /> I've been up all night posting pictures to my photography blog (mostly because I didn't realize what time it was). There's a link for it with the other links. Go there and comment on them, what you liked, what you didn't like and what I could do differently! Hope you enjoy them!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32834176.post-75559066967159210982009-05-28T23:00:00.002-05:002009-05-28T23:49:05.378-05:00Contentment Is A SkillThe apostle Paul had it right when he wrote in Philippians 4:11b, "...for I have <em>learned</em>, in whatsoever state I am, therewith to be content."<br /><br />More and more lately, I have been noticing, even in my own life, how discontented we all seem to have grown. Gone are the days of settling for what we can afford, these are the days of credit cards, and buy now/pay later. Get rich quick schemes are all around us, filling our heads with more ways to get more money for doing less. Gone are the days when having a two pairs of shoes-one for church and one for work- was good enough. Or when having a few outfits would last forever it seems. Nowadays we all have to have name brand shoes and clothing. Now name brands are a sign of status. Now, if you don't have the latest gadgets, you are a social outcast. Whatever happened to "And having food and raiment let us therewith be content."<br /><br />Contentment doesn't come naturally, it has to be LEARNED, just like any other skill. Just like playing an instrument takes time, so does learning contentment. Let me give you an example.<br /><br /> When I started teaching myself to play the guitar, it was long and painful. My fingertips were cracked, sometimes bled, and often were too sore to play piano. But I kept at it. Pretty soon I knew a few chords. Calluses formed on my fingers. I learned how to coordinate those few chords with a few songs. My fingertips were no longer hurting, they were accustomed to the neck of the guitar. But I've found that if I go for days without playing guitar, my fingers will hurt a bit when I play.<br /><br /> Just like learning to play a guitar, learning contentment, I'm finding, is also a long, sometimes painful process. When you start off, your mind and body are weak. You are used to having everything you want. Then comes the time when you realize that God's ways are always the best. So, you suck it up, go on with your life, trusting God to lead you. Pretty soon, you are content in a few things, such as: being the odd duck, money being a little tight because of missions and tithe. But then, things come along that you are not content in. Suddenly, you find yourself a little bit sore, chafing at the spots where discontentment is rubbing you wrong.<br /><br />I must be truly candid with you, this is a lesson I am having a difficult time learning. <br /><br />I am having a hard time with contentment in the aspect of relationships, a boyfriend, whatever you want to call it. I have never had a "boyfriend", never been in a relationship that went beyond friends. And while I am not lamenting that fact, something inside me longs to be with the person God's chosen for me. I don't know yet who that is or will be, and I am quite willing to wait. But, my flesh is so weak, and I see others around me, so happy in their relationships, and every time I see them I am discontent.<br /><br />Then the flesh and the spirit begin to war, one with another. There IS a man that God has chosen for me, I know this for a fact. Therefore, I will not "go out with" any Tom, Dick, or Harry, just for the sake of having a "someone".<br /><br />I MUST learn to be content! Hebrews 13:5b says, "and be content with such things as ye have: for he hath said. I will never leave thee, nor forsake thee."<br /><br />CHRIST IS ALL I NEED...now if I can just get that through my thick head......Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32834176.post-67248899094181385172009-05-22T23:47:00.003-05:002009-05-23T00:20:55.912-05:00Being Different<strong>Different.</strong><br /><br />This word is defined as "Not alike in quality or character, differing, dissimilar, not ordinary, unusual."<br /><br />I've been thinking <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">alot</span> about this word lately, even more so now that I'm in school and working. I was greeted just the other day at school with, "And there's Bethany and she's wearing a skirt...just like always." To some, that may have seemed to be an insult, but I thought of it as a compliment.<br /><br />I enjoy being different.<br /><br />The Bible says, "Wherefore come out from among them, and be ye separate, saith the Lord.... 2 Corinthians 6:17."<br /><br />It's not hard to be different. But it IS hard to WANT to be different.<br /><br />In a society filled with conformity, being different is generally frowned upon. In a world where good looks and a good body can get you anywhere, being different isn't glamorous. To some, being different means, getting a new tattoo, a new piercing, etc. But in my world, that is not at all what being different means.<br /><br />This world seems to flaunt the strive for individuality all the while producing an image of perfection that people strive to attain. The latest fashions, cars, and homes are embraced without a passing glance at the price tag involved. And not all these price tags are monetary. Being the same as everyone else can take a toll on every individual involved. "Keeping up with the Jones'" seems to be the way of life, and probably will continue for a very long time.<br /><br />To be different in my world would mean to break free from your comfort zone, to get a divorce from public opinion, and more importantly, to want to live your life in such a way that it is viewed as holy and acceptable unto God.<br /><br />It's not always the easiest thing, as I'm sure many other Christian ladies would agree, to be the odd duck, to be the only one around that looks, speaks, acts, and dresses differently than the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">horde</span> of people surrounding them.<br /><br />I am not ashamed of the way I look, the way I dress, speak or act. I do the things I do because I believe they are right. They may not be right or politically correct in the sight of this world, but they are right in the sight of my Creator. And that's all that matters.<br /><br />If you strive to be different, you will be. If you are content to dwell in this world and never stand or stand up, examine your heart. If you are a Christian, examine your priorities and your standards and convictions. I have challenged myself to do this very thing.<br /><br />Pretty soon, I will be posting a series, "Why I Do What I Do". I will have Scriptural references for each of the things. Some of the posts will include topics such as:<br />Why I Wear A Skirt<br />Why I Obey My Parents (even thought I'm an adult)<br />Why I Will Not Swear<br />.....And so forth.<br /><br /><br />Hope you will enjoy and be blessed somehow through these.<br /><br />His handmaiden,<br />Bethany J. BradyUnknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32834176.post-79617781520248615662009-05-22T23:01:00.002-05:002009-05-22T23:06:42.006-05:00Catching up...againOK, things have gotten a bit crazy so I'll fill in the spaces as well as I can.<br /><br />School has been going quite well, and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">clinicals</span> are almost finished. My test date is June 12<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">th</span>,, and, Lord willing, after that date I will be a Certified Nurses Aide. My grade for <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">clinicals</span> is 100%, and so I am just studying for the written test and the skills test. <br /><br />I have also been working at the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">IRMC</span> as an aide on the sixth floor. Today was my second day actually on the floor and as I was walking into work this morning I thought, "Wow! I LOVE my job!!" I thank the Lord for being able to work there and be a testimony.<br /><br />Tomorrow is Paul's graduation and we are waiting up for Scott and a friend of ours to arrive safely sometime in the early morning.<br /><br />I'll try to keep you all posted as well as I can due to intermittent <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Internet</span> service.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32834176.post-34059668818598558702009-04-11T20:54:00.002-05:002009-04-11T21:13:07.121-05:00Catching UpTo catch things up a bit, school is going GREAT! I absolutely love it! It has been a real experience and a blessing as well. I found out that one of my classmates, a Filipino lady, goes to the same church my dad used to pastor and knows a few of the preachers we know! God certainly works in mysterious ways! <br /><br />Our first clinical day was last Saturday, I was so very nervous. We walked in there and Alice asked me if I was nervous too, so we both said we would pray for each other. It is definitely a plus to have people praying for you. The clinical went very well and I can't wait until the next one.<br /><br />Oh yeah, and my little brother is teaching me how to drive a stick shift!! We went out driving once and I only stalled it twice!!! Haha pretty good...I think!<br /><br />So anyway, that's what's new.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1