tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-75564523755628077372024-02-18T19:16:15.882-08:00Beautiful FeetHow beautiful on the mountains are the feet of those who bring good news, the good news of peace and salvation, the news that the God of Israel reigns!Ashlee Brookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14702564366876569360noreply@blogger.comBlogger53125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7556452375562807737.post-35589229139022504922013-05-24T12:56:00.001-07:002013-05-24T12:56:35.754-07:00God's DesireHey guys! I know it's been awhile since my last update! I just wanted to share a little story with you.<br />
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Well first off, I have graduated college, and have a teaching position! 5th grade Math at the same school I student taught at.<br />
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So now story time!! :)<br />
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When I received my placement for my student teaching experience, I was less than excited.... My first placement was 4th grade (I did NOT want this one) and my second was Kindergarten (I did want this one). Well as I walked into my cooperating teacher's classroom in fourth grade, I heard a small calming voice say, "Child, I have called you to love the least of these". I realized that God had something very big for me in fourth grade, little did I know how big it really was. </blockquote>
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During my seven weeks there, I grew a deep love for my students and a heart for older children. Since I was five years old, I have always wanted to teach little kids, and have sworn "I would never teach a testing grade". I have never wanted to teach above second grade, but the Lord kept tugging at my heart during those seven weeks.... As my time was ending, and I knew I would have to leave my babies, I felt God saying "pray for fifth grade". At this point there were no openings in the fifth grade and I wasn't sure why I would pray for that, but I did. God had given me the desire to teach fifth grade, to teach these beautiful children in fifth grade. </blockquote>
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So, as the Lord asked, I prayed for fifth grade, not knowing exactly what I was praying for, but boy was I praying... I gave my resume to the principal, not knowing why I was doing it, because there were no openings as far as I knew, but I was actively working and praying for a fifth grade position that was nonexistent...... Spring Break happened and when I went back, our principal sent a newsletter out..... One of the fifth grade teachers were leaving.... answered prayer? Shortly after I found out they were leaving, my principal came into my class and let me know that he wanted to interview me.... ANSWERED PRAYER!!</blockquote>
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This whole thing is crazy, within two weeks of my interview in late March, I had a job!! 5th grade math teacher, and I was beyond excited! Now let's keep going.... MATH?!? Math was never my favorite subject, but God kept saying pray for math, so I did it, reluctantly..... Now as I am planning my lessons, I am so excited to teach math and help my students grasp the concepts that were always so hard for me to grasp. </blockquote>
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Now last part of God's desires becoming my desire.... San Angelo. Since I moved here, I have hated it and wanted to move back to my home in north Texas. I had looked forward to moving back, but then my lovely man came into my life, and at that point I grew a strange love for San Angelo... Is it my home? No, by no means, and yes I do miss my north Texas home, but every day I see things that make me love this crazy town more every day... The only way that happens is threw Jesus Christ. He is giving me a love for my new town, because as it looks, I'll be here for awhile! And I'm okay with that!!</blockquote>
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So all this said, me staying in San Angelo, me meeting Jeremy, me student teaching at Holiman, me praying for fifth grade, me having a love for those fourth graders, me opening my heart to new experiences, is all Jesus! This was God's desire for my life, and when I let him take charge, his desires became my desires and I am so totally happy! Now let's get this school year rockin and a rollin! :)<br />
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Well guys I am 33 days from graduating college!!! YIKES! I can't believe I'm that old! ;)<br />
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Here are some fun facts and pictures of my life the past few months.<br />
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1. Student Teaching is fun, but I am ready for my own classroom. I loved my fourth graders and I love my kindergartners but my heart is with older ones.<br />
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2. I turned 22 on Easter Sunday.<br />
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3. Jeremy and I have been toghether for 6 months! (WOW how time flies!!)<br />
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4. I don't really have much of a life because I am so tired when I get home, that I just crash.<br />
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5. Jeremy and I have had a rough semester, we only see each other on weekends, unless it's a special circumstance, so I'll be glad when school is over for a little bit.<br />
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6. I am very ready for summer to hang out with my friends again.<br />
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7. Life is good and busy, but I'm a happy girl!!<br />
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That's about it for now, hope you enjoyed my little update.... hopefully in a couple weeks, I'll have big news for you......stay tuned! ;)Ashlee Brookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14702564366876569360noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7556452375562807737.post-43811386309794705612013-04-07T18:53:00.003-07:002013-04-07T18:53:58.986-07:00Baseball is Back in Action<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Well this weekend my lovely wonderful boyfriend took me to opening weekend at Ranger Stadium to celebrate our 6 month and my 22nd birthday! (I love that man!)<br />
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Anywho... this season is going to be a little different, the Rangers lost Josh Hamilton, Michael Young, Mike Napoli, and Brandon Snyder.... But we're still gonna do big things....<br />
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The man claims to be a follower of Jesus Christ, I am no judge to that, and as far as I am concerned he is my brother in Christ.... I have read his book, I have watched him relapse, and I have cheered for him till I was blue in the face.<br />
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When Josh left he made some bold statements about Texas and his former team... statements such as "They aren't a true baseball town", little did he know, he just woke up the momma bear..<br />
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Think about it a mother bear for a minute.... they watch their cubs and take care of them... and when they feel threatened or that their cub has been hurt, all heck breaks loose.<br />
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So here is how I see it, Texas is the cub and the people in it are the momma bears. Little did Josh know, Texas has more Momma bears then he probably was expecting...<br />
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I was at the ballpark and every time Josh stepped up to bat, the boos were deafening ... he struck out 3 out of the 4 times and got walked once.... His record is at this point (i'm watching Sunday nights game) is 2-22..... NOT GOOD!!!<br />
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After Friday's game back in Texas Josh made some bold statements comparing his life to one of the most crucial times in Jesus Christ's life and made them his own......BOLD!<br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;">1. We stood near him through thick and thin and let me say 2 relapses. </span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;">2. We supported him and still cheered for him when you were sucking it up big time last season.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;">3. Don't mess with Texas (I mean he lived here 5 years, surely he knew that was our motto)</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;">4. Show grace..... even if we boo him, Jesus was booed yet still loved... he didn't come back with more vicious comments.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;">5. His wife shouldn't come to the games (totally different story, but seriously if you already have security and call for more because people said bad things to you, put your big girl panties on and deal with it.... you aren't the president, no one needs that much security, you knew the risk of coming to the game.)</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;">6. Texas turned on him because he turned on us.... (was it right, probably not, but it goes back to the momma bear thing)</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;">I will also say, I know so many fans who supported him when him relapsed (both times) because like it or not, Texas (Ranger fans) are well known for their God fearing lives. We support. I know I don't know every fan or have statistics, but when a prayer is said at the ballpark or a christian band is at the ballpark, the ballpark is packed. </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;">I just am disappointed in him. I am saddened by his statements and his arrogance ... He isn't god. He is a baseball player, who in my opinion just signed a contract for way more than he is worth, and all I have to say is the poor angels... </span></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;">We are a baseball town. We will support our team, and we don't need him, but as momma bears we are going to protect our cub (Texas Rangers). </span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;">Yesterday even Ian Kinsler, after Josh had struck out (AGAIN), Josh ran up to him, mid inning, and Ian looked at him and kept running away, which left Josh stranded in the middle all by himself....I wanted to yell......this is what you get when you dig yourself in a hole....</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;">Everybody deserves forgiveness, will he get it from all the fans? I don't think so, I think he will always get booed... I do think he will get a smaller dose of boos if he showed some humility and apologize. </span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;">I mean it works that way for us too.... We screw up and say things we shouldn't have, but it's our job to take a humble attitude and ask for forgiveness... I think if Josh does that, then life will be easier on him when he comes back to Texas....</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;">As far as my personal feelings go towards Josh, he's my brother in Christ, and I honor that...but I won't lie, I did my share of Boo-ing yesterday and when he struck out (three times) I cheered quite loudly..... Don't mess with our cub.... I am a big baseball fan, and I stick to my team.... As a Christian I respect him, but as a baseball player, no way jose.... He messed with the wrong Momma bear! </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size: small;">So far this semester I have been really busy and to be honest sometimes it’s a bit much to handle, but I know God has my back. So let me explain what this semester has been like.<u></u><u></u><u></u></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size: small;">To start off with I am in an elementary school five days a week for about eight to nine hours a day. I am pretty much a teacher, without the pay or name. I teach and prepare lessons, I walk the kids to P.E. and music, and I take them to lunch, and walk them to their cars after school. In all aspects I have become a teacher. I really could ask for anything better. I love this “job”. There are many times it becomes overwhelming and I become very discouraged, but then a hug of a student or one of my struggling students aces their spelling test and I know I am doing what I am called to do.<u></u><u></u></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size: small;">So let me back up… I am still in college, on top of student teaching I have three online classes and they keep me very busy outside the classroom. I honestly don’t have a life outside of teaching and my online classes. When I just took classes I had my girls with me, we’d go out in the evening, I’d get to talk to people who were over 4 feet tall, but now It’s a blessing to talk to someone over 4 feet tall. I occasionally make it to our college worship service on Monday, if I’m not buried in papers to grade and occasionally to lifegroup. In all aspects my life has been overwhelmed with children and homework. I have lost many friends through this, but I know the ones I have kept are such blessings! My amazing boyfriend supports me and is there to encourage and help wherever he can. I only get to see him on the weekends now and it’s been really hard. I miss him A LOT, but I know this is only temporary.<u></u><u></u></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size: small;">I know a few are frustrated with me… I just don’t think they honestly understand what I go through on a daily basis. I don’t just put up with kids and teach them. I am fulfilling my calling (God’s calling) in my life. I love these kids as Jesus would. These kids at ages 9 and 10 have stories you wouldn’t even imagine. There are many days I leave in tears for the pain those babies have to go through in this life. If I could have more of a social life I would. I miss my girls, I miss hanging out with friends, but I am stepping into the grown up world now. I am becoming an adult in all sense of the word. I graduate in three months, and then this the life I am living now becomes my reality. I am so grateful that Jeremy understands that and my lifegroup girls understand that, I just wish others would grasp this concept. I am not being lazy or inconsiderate. I am exhausted when I come home, yet I still have so much to do.<u></u><u></u></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size: small;"> I know people still won’t get this after reading and I understand that I cannot make everybody see through the eyes of a teacher. It’s not just a 7-3 job. I’m on my feet 8 hours a day desperately working for these kids to understand the material…. Yes, plenty of people stand all day, but when you have the future in your hands it becomes a little more pressing matter. It’s so much more, especially for me. I love these children as Jesus has called me to, and although I’m doing what God has called for my life, it is exhausting! Totally rewarding, but 100% exhausting, the things I see, hear, and deal with on a daily basis is a lot to take in.<u></u><u></u></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size: small;">So this semester is going to be rough and hard! I am not going to get to hang out with people, friends, my man as much as I would like….because honestly I wish I could all day. I miss them all dearly, but I know God is in control and with his guidance this will all make sense and work perfectly in his plan. Teaching isn’t a career, it’s a lifestyle. It’s a life where you push the pause button and love children who are not your own, but you know that this is the only love they get. You pause your personal desires to fulfill desires of the children to be held accountable for their learning. You pause your social aspects to help one child reach their full potential. I am sorry for those who are upset with my lifestyle changes, but I am doing the will of God, actually I’m in the will of God.<u></u><u></u></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size: small;">Another big thanks to my family for giving me encouragement when days get rough, my lifegroup girls who just listen and pray for my students, and my AMAZING boyfriend who knows this semester is rough with his busy schedule and mine, but with Christ as the center of our relationship we will make it through it!<u></u><u></u></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Now off to my classroom Valentine ’s Day party….. at least 50 cupcakes, 20 bags of candy, chips, dip, cake balls, and chocolate….. YIKES!!! So much SUGAR! </span></span></div>
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Ashlee Brookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14702564366876569360noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7556452375562807737.post-89470322121162449132012-12-31T13:07:00.002-08:002012-12-31T13:25:49.677-08:00My 2012!<br />
Hey guys, so I know I recently updated, but I thought I'd give a run down on my year.... being that it is December 31st. :)<br />
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Okay so let's hit the high points of each month! :) Be prepared for lots of pictures :)<br />
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<b><u><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;">JANUARY:</span></u></b><br />
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<li>I applied January 11 to go to Kenya!</li>
<li>Started my last semester of actual classes (not practicums or student teaching)</li>
<li>I had to come to a reality check with relationship stuff.</li>
<li>My lil sister turned 16!</li>
<li>Erin and I went to FanFest for her birthday where we got to see the Rangers up and personal!</li>
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<li>Got in a religious debacle with a lady.... turned out pretty cool, because my awesome bible study girls and I had a deep 4 hour bible study, where 2 of them gave their lives to Christ! The devil did not win that day!! :)</li>
<li>Pretty boring month actually....</li>
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<li>I turned 21!!</li>
<li>First alcoholic beverage......not that good...actually not good at all! haha.</li>
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<li>My bible study girls and I went on a mission trip to Arlington Texas, where we worked at Mission Arlington and got to go Rangers game! check out our story http://ashburgeson.blogspot.com/2012/04/mission-arlington.html</li>
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<li>Spent a day in the hospital due to an anxiety attack gone bad.</li>
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<li>AFRICA!!!!!</li>
<li>wanna read more about my trip across the pond check it out! Way too much to say to write it on here.... <a href="http://www.ashburgeson.blogspot.com/2012/07/jambo-yall.html">click here</a></li>
<li>or check some more out here.<a href="http://www.blogger.com/..%C2%A0http://www.ashburgeson.blogspot.com/2012/07/what-kenya-means-to-me.html" target="_blank">click here</a></li>
<li>I met my boyfriend, but didn't know it at the time :)</li>
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<li>Officially started to "get to know" my boyfriend</li>
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<li>Started Upward Cheerleading as the Director and had 70 beautiful little girls!</li>
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<li>School kicked in quickly!</li>
<li>I started teaching!</li>
<li>Jeremy met my parents</li>
<li>Jeremy and I continued to "talk"</li>
<li>I got very active with Chi Alpha (college ministry)</li>
<li>Started going to First Assembly of God and LOVE IT!</li>
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<li>I finally could call Jeremy my boyfriend... <a href="http://www.ashburgeson.blogspot.com/2012/10/a-night-i-wont-forget.html">click here</a></li>
<li>School started kicking my butt!</li>
<li>Still lots of Cheerleading going on!</li>
<li>I think I literally became exhausted at this point</li>
<li>My sister and the Mineral Wells Volleyball team made Mineral Wells history!</li>
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<li>Semester was ridiculous!</li>
<li>I took Jeremy home for Thanksgiving</li>
<li>Jeremy was in a car accident (he's fine)</li>
<li>Cheerleading was officially over!</li>
<li>Jasmin and I took our boys on a scavenger hunt, and ended in a romantic picnic dinner!</li>
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<li>My mom spent some time in the hospital, but she's okay! Thank you Jesus!</li>
<li>My amazing boyfriend got me a beautiful Christmas present</li>
<li>I finished the semester off with a 3.80 GPA</li>
<li>I went home for Christmas and spent it with my family.</li>
<li>Jeremy and I spent the last few days of December just relaxing!</li>
<li>My beautiful friend Jasmin got engaged to the awesome Marty!</li>
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I really do feel that through the year God has grown me and taught me so much. I do not live my life for me, but for God and to further his kingdom. I think this year my eyes were opened to so much. I saw starvation, physically and spirituality I saw false teachings, I saw a church want only popularity, I saw friends surrender their lives, I experienced so much and through it all God revealed himself to me. I got to a point where i totally relied on him and he put the man of my dreams in my life. I saw him heal and bring restoration. I saw him change lives and impact lives forever! It was a great year! :)</div>
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Ashlee Brookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14702564366876569360noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7556452375562807737.post-78126036127182938332012-12-25T11:30:00.005-08:002012-12-25T11:30:52.377-08:00End of Semester UpdateHey guys! So it's been awhile since I've updated anybody on anything....so now that my life has calmed down, I feel like I can relax and type it all up! :) So I'll categorize everything! ENJOY! :)<br />
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Ayyy this semester was hard! Not so much hard as in failing or passing, but rather hard as in SO MUCH WORK! As a practicum student, we were at 3 different elementary schools, teaching. We had to write a million and two lesson plans, plus all the extra assignments because what they already put on you wasn't enough. We worked our butts off, and it paid off! I ended the semester with a 3.8 GPA this semester, I would have had a 4.0, but my professor counted off some points for my absences (I'll explain later). At the schools I was at, I established relationships with teachers and principals, and have a great chance to get a job here after graduation. Next semester I student teach at one of the local elementary schools here in San Angelo, and I graduate May 11, 2013!!!! :D Can't believe it's already here! :)<br />
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I had a job that I didn't get paid for this semester. I was in charge of 70 little girls and teaching them cheer! It was so rewarding and I loved it!! :)<br />
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I worked as a tutor this semester at the freshman campus. I didn't do a whole lot of work.... The semester was kind of crazy with lots of different teachers in one classroom. I felt bad for my students, but when they got a full time sub, I just didn't work much or at all. I got super duper bored.... however; I did learn a few things.... 1) High School isn't for me. 2) I know the importance of having a part of your child life. 3) I am better at math than I thought.<br />
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I could talk awhile about this boy! Jeremy Martinez has been a HUGE blessing in my life. He is such an amazing man of God, and is everything I've every dreamed about and more. I want to tell you how this all happened.... When I was in Africa this past summer, I realized I needed to stop trying to make a boyfriend happen. I needed to rely on God, and when God was ready and when I fully relied on God, he'd put the man in my life....Well I came back with that mindset and a little over a month after I got back, I met Jeremy. We started our little talking adventure at the beginning of September and our relationship has been growing stronger every day! I love him... (yes I said it) I've never loved a man before (beside the men in my family) and this type of love only comes from Christ alone. He is amazing.......great part is, my family loves him! haha! I cannot wait to see what the Lord does with our realtionship! ;)<br />
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Big shoutout to my lovely roommate: She is amazing. We've lived together for six months and I can't thank God enough for her. We have a blast and laugh a lot! She is a huge support and encouragement! She blesses me more than you could know.<br />
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Jasmin Ortiz! This girl! Okay background story. Jasmin's fiance (I can say that now too!), Marty, is best friends with Jeremy. Okay so Jeremy and Marty go way back! LIKE WAY BACK! Their stories are pretty insane. So Marty is engaged to Jasmin, and we all started hanging out. I'll be honest, I wasn't sure how well this would work. Jasmin and I didn't get to talk much, because well our men like to talk! haha. I started going to a bible study she leads, and low and behold.... We hit it off. We realized we're a lot a like (just like Jeremy and Marty). Jasmin has become one of my best friends, and I honestly couldn't imagine what I'd do without her!! Love her to pieces!<br />
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<u><i>Daddy: </i></u>He's amazing! I'm home for a few days and he and I just cooked Christmas dinner! Over the past few weeks I've got to see a different side of my dad... I'll explain that in a minute though.... He is still teaching and preaching. The church is doing well! It's all great back home!<br />
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<u><i>Momma:</i></u> In the first week of December I got a call from my mom, saying she was on her way to the ER. My mom had a bulding disc, and a bone spur hit the spinal cord... 4 bulding discs in a few minutes, with one turn of the neck. They took her to Plano and we waited for days before they could do the surgery. She is doing well, but the recovery process can take up to a year. At this point she hs no feeling on the left side of her body, but can use it. She can feel the right side, but has limited use of her right arm. The doctor seems positive that she will have a full recovery.... It's been interesting because she is a very independent woman, and for the past few weeks she has to rely on others. Now that she has gained strength she is getting back to normal, but I know it was hard for her.<br />
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<br />Ashlee Brookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14702564366876569360noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7556452375562807737.post-2788233438973744892012-10-06T22:09:00.001-07:002012-10-06T22:09:16.572-07:00A Night I won't Forget. :)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxgcAdN_QmZBClj9oO9NIu6JvdnT6azd-e_qwPaZs6hCGpa5dX9WDsgQfVZpVx3niC-NyP9TzOBRCxZ99nouktz2oyE2WVwDqJK1Ye9O9Yqp4nVgw3a_lTD_mkDTO6xt7lPShOn_-8xnNG/s1600/photo+%25281%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxgcAdN_QmZBClj9oO9NIu6JvdnT6azd-e_qwPaZs6hCGpa5dX9WDsgQfVZpVx3niC-NyP9TzOBRCxZ99nouktz2oyE2WVwDqJK1Ye9O9Yqp4nVgw3a_lTD_mkDTO6xt7lPShOn_-8xnNG/s320/photo+%25281%2529.JPG" width="320" /></a>Hey guys, so I thought about making a long facebook status about this, but it would take too long and I couldn't give you all the details. I really debated about doing this, but I have got to brag on a certain guy and my best friend/roommate!<br />
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Let me start off by saying today was my lazy day, I had zero intentions of getting out of bed, let alone seeing anybody... So around 4:30 my sweet roommate asked me if I was still up for helping her babysit. I for the life of me could not figure out why she would need me to come help her babysit a four year old.... She is perfectly capable ... So at 5:15 I decided to get out of bed and go "help" her. I make it to her parent's house and wait on her to arrive with the child. She gets there and the little girl keeps saying she is hungry, and Analara keeps making her color..... I finally told Analara (being totally clueless by the way), "let's just take her to d-i-n-n-e-r..." Finally at 6:45, Analara stepped out so I got the little girl ready to go. I kept telling Analara I'd go with her to Mr. Gatties, because Jeremy (the boy) was meeting with a friend and I wasn't going to see him till later tonight. So we get the little girl in her car seat, I was going to follow in my own car when I received a call from Jeremy, his "dinner" was over and he wanted to hang. So I decided I'd just go back to my apartment....<br />
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I get to my apartment with every intention to throw on some perfume, fix my hair, and make-up... So key goes in the lock, I open the door, and look directly to my right to see my kitchen table bench has been moved, my heart was a little panicked Then i see a glow coming from my table and right in front of my sitting in the recliner was Jeremy! The table was set with candles, fancy glasses, and plates. :) He had cooked me dinner (it was good!). He stood up and hugged me, He was wearing nice slacks, a fancy button down shirt, and looked gooood! ;) I then look towards my room and see a dress hanging on my door, and he told me my attire was waiting for me..... So i went to change into a beautiful dress, he asked my roommate help him pick it out! I came back out and we had a beautiful candlelit dinner.<br />
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Now for the good stuff.... Jeremy and I have been "talking" since the first of September, and I was trying to patiently wait for the question... you know the "Ashlee will you be my girlfriend" question! ;) So after dinner and before dessert, Jeremy Martinez asked me to be his girlfriend :) I had been waiting for the question, but I wasn't expecting my reaction to the question.... I cried! If you haven't met Jeremy, he's an AMAZING guy. He loves Jesus more than anything in this world, and it is portrayed through his life. We then talked about a Christ centered relationship and ate some yummy dessert!<br />
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After dinner we did dishes and got back into normal clothes, and he took me to watch Taken 2! (good movie, not as good as Taken 1, but still good) Anyway! Tonight was a night you see in movies, or you dream up as a little girl. I couldn't even believe it happened to me! My brain was running a million miles an hour when I see him sitting in my living room! I know I asked a million questions, poor guy! haha! It was a night I will and cannot ever forget! It was my fairy tale!<br />
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So to everybody who knew and had been lying to me for awhile..... cough cough! I love yall and thank you so much for being apart of this, especially to my roommate, who helped Jeremy with tonight! Love you girl, and cherish our friendship sooooo much! :) And for those who just found out like myself tonight! I love yall too, just not as much..... JK JK! I just wanted to share this amazing night with yall! :) well I'm going to bed now, got church in the morning..... I think I might have to wear that dress! :) lol.<br />
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Hey guys, hope everybody is doing great! I know I haven't updated as much as I'd like, but I thought I would today... It's a whopping 57 degrees outside, light rain, and I'm cuddled up watching movies so i thought I would write yall!<br />
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So let's start off with <b><i><u><span style="font-size: large;">School</span></u></i></b>....... YUCK! I am drowning in lesson plans! This semester I am actually in the classrooms and am teaching certain grades.<br />
I am teaching 1st grade reading, 2nd grade social studies, and 2nd grade math and science. WOOO :)<br />
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I also am a paid tutor for 9th grade freshman at the high school here. Let me just tell you, I have to learn to turn on my little kid teacher voice and my big kid teacher voice. It's been fun! I really enjoy it.<br />
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Next let's talk about<span style="font-size: large;"><b><i><u> Upward Cheer</u></i></b></span>...... I am in love with my girls and coaches! I have a pretty awesome squad and love it immensely! It takes a lot out of me, but I wouldn't trade it for the world! I coach the Rockets (2nd-3rd graders) We have a blast! I have an awesome assistant coach and some great cheer moms! My upward coaches have become great friends and I love them to pieces! My favorite time is before practices to sit and talk about our weeks, laugh, encourage, or just vent! They're amazing!! :)<br />
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<b><i><u><span style="font-size: large;">Church</span></u></i></b>...... so this might shock some people, but I am currently going to First Assembly of God church in San Angelo. I grew up and was raised baptist, but I was invited to go to First Assembly and went and loved it. There are some things that don't match my baptist upbringing, but I love it. I go there on Monday nights also because they have a HUGE college organization there... it's called Chi Alpha. I love it! Awesome time of worship! :) I've been going off and on since my freshman year but this year I'm connected in there and love it. There are some amazing people that go there and I have made some amazing friends there :)<br />
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What's been going on in my <span style="font-size: large;"><b><i><u>Spiritual Life</u></i></b></span>..... honestly, I don't know where to start here... I have been learning a lot about myself. This semester has all been about the word "overwhelmed", it would be so easy for me to freak out and panic attacks because this life is hard, BUT no way jose I'm not worrying about that anymore. I know that as long as I serve the Lord and work hard then I'm going to be okay! There is no reason to be overwhelmed or stressed, I serve a God that is bigger than that!!<br />
I've also learned that my wants and desires for my life are not God's. I don't want to get into too much detail, but I have had this list since I was a little girl in what I wanted in a person...... and I've learned that my list and God's list are totally different. Why just ask for the average things, why not ask for more than you can imagine, and if it's based around God and is God centers he supplies. I have so many times thought I wasn't worth enough as a person to be a good person for someone else, so since i underestimated myself I also underestimated my relationships, whether it be with a boy, friends, coworkers, family members. God has so much more planned for me and sees me as his daughter and I need to try and see myself through God's eyes...<br />
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Well that's a quick update... I think I need a nap now on this cold, dreary Saturday! :)<br />
I'll end with some pictures from the past few weeks! Enjoy :)<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Love these girls! :) We go to flag football game every<br />Wednesday nights!</td></tr>
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<br />Ashlee Brookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14702564366876569360noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7556452375562807737.post-47229589288422576482012-10-06T09:03:00.000-07:002012-10-06T09:03:30.259-07:00Tis the SeasonWelp, my least favorite thing happened last night.... the Rangers season came to a close.<br />
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I haven't posted much about the rangers this season, due to how busy i am. I watched the majority of the games and cheered and rooted for them the whole way. So here are my thoughts on the Rangers, and the 2012 season.<br />
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1. During Spring Training while we were there watching, I had a feeling (one of those deep gut feelings) that this season wasn't going to end in our favor.<br />
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2. As the games went on, our attitude wasn't in it. I think we had let the previous seasons get to our head a bit.<br />
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3. I feel our rookies did GREAT!! Yu, Robbie, and the others really brought their A games.<br />
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4. If we wouldn't have lost Colby Lewis, Neftali Feliz, and of the other pitchers, I feel like we would have had more of a chance. Our bullpen is good, I just don't think we had a good grasp on how to run it.<br />
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5. Josh Hamilton needs to go. I love the man, but he I'm done with him. His attitude towards the team and the game has changed. He wants 10 years, but isn't worth 10 years. I have a feeling his baseball attitude has changed from humble to Yankee.. and he needs to go.<br />
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6. The team stayed positive with each other, and for the most part the boys had good attitudes throughout the season. They played a united front.<br />
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7. There is a big plus side to us not going past the wild card game..... we have a chance to lose all those dumb bandwagoner fans! Who needs them? NOT US! At Spring Training I was sick of seeing people who knew nothing about baseball or the boys, yet were all up on them...... PEOPLE ARE DUMB!.... any who so we could lose those fans AND ticket pricing might go down a bit! That's good for me because I could go to more games next season! :)<br />
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8. I am about sick of all these people talking negative about the team, as if they lost on purpose.... As Wash say "that the way baseball go"<br />
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9. Yes, we lost, yes there were things that could have gone differently, but support your team!!<br />
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10. There's no crying in baseball!!<br />
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To briefly update you on the last few weeks... I have started my senior year in college! It's been a tad crazy. I am preparing to be a teacher, and all though the homework isn't hard, it's a lot of work!! I start my actual practicums next week (which means I'll be in a classroom....TEACHING!!) I also started a new job as a math tutor at Central Freshman Campus! LOVE IT!<br />
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Last week, early in the week, I was invited to go back to Mattaw Children's Village in Kenya in DECEMBER! I jumped on the chance. I started filling out sponsorship forms, started asking for donations, ran numbers, and even asked my professors if I could skip finals. Granted the whole time I was doing this, I had one thing on my mind... BLESSING!<br />
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I wanted her in my arms again. I missed my sweet baby. I miss my sweet baby! But through all the preparations I wasn't feeling God leading me... It was defiantly Ashlee lead, I just didn't want to admit it..... Then on Saturday, a lady from my team told me to go read a blog. I read it and instantly God said, "Ashlee, you aren't going to Kenya...I just had to wake you up."<br />
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In the blog, it explains that Mattaw is now under new leadership and I do not personally agree with the theological stance they have taken. I am absolutely in love with those children, the missionaries there, the house parents, and did i mention the children?! :) I was sad but by Sunday morning I was so overwhelmed and a tad angry. Why had God, 2 months ago, taken me to a country, where I KNOW he called me to, where I KNOW I am to serve, where I KNOW I left my heart, and then shut the door faster than it was opened the first time? I didn't get.... honestly I don't get it.<br />
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I tried to justify it, saying I could deal with a different theological stance, but as I did research, I realized I could not ignore that... So Sunday morning, I'm standing in church and the band starts to sing this song....<br />
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I was overwhelmed. I needed to close my own eyes and see the way God does. I needed to trust that HE is in control. I am still extremely upset, because I might not ever see my sweet Blessing again, or Chumba, or Mary, or Mama Grace.... I might not ever step inside Mattaw again. It's hard to grasp when it's a place that changed your life FOREVER! I do know God has called me to Kenya and he will open doors and allow me to come in again and serve in that country.<br />
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The reason I write this, is because I think so many times we all get overwhelmed... whether if it's with God's plan, school, relationships, the hustle of life, or anything. We get overwhelmed and we just STOP! We don't keep pressing forward to seek after God and his Kingdom. We just STOP! (NOT GOOD!!). So after I found out, I was not returning to Mattaw, I remembered something very important...actually it was a few little things.<br />
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The Children of Birunda Rescue Center in Kitale Kenya. God had enabled me to sell shirts to raise money to buy supplies for the children and send it to Mrs. Theresa! So I got shopping! I took a few helpful sidekicks with me and we hit walmart up! Let's just say those kids are going to be ecstatic! After church Sunday, I needed to go again, so I loaded up another friend and we hit up Dollar Tree! I realized that God can use me right here in America to change a life in a country that I fell in love with! Many of these children have never heard of the love of Jesus, some never heard of the name of Jesus alone! So tonight, people from Chi Alpha and some of my closet friends are coming over to my apartment and we are going to pray over the items laying on my kitchen table and write letters to the children of Birunda! Praying they seek after Jesus and maybe realize that all though they have crappy lives, they have a Father who loves them unconditionally.
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This verse keeps coming to mind. "From the ends of the earth, I cry to you for help when my heart is overwhelmed. Lead me to the towering rock of safety. 3 for you are my safe refuge, a fortress where my enemies cannot reach me." -Psalm 61:2<br />
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I am still extremely sad about not returning to Mattaw, actually to be honest. I'm a mess. This little girl, stole my heart, and I'm not sure I'll see her again.... It's so painful to think about... But I have to trust God and know his plans are bigger! I know God will continue to be with the children, missionaries, and house parents of Mattaw Children's Village. They have saved 70 something little babies from dying without knowing the love of a savior, and these children are now able to LIVE!<br />
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Thanks for reading this long blog! Sometimes it's hard to stand for what you believe in, a tad overwhelming, painful, and sucky! But please know that God honors that! "It gives us new life to know that you are standing firm in the Lord." - 1 Thessalonians 3:8!<br />
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Have a wonderful Wednesday guys! Love to all!Ashlee Brookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14702564366876569360noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7556452375562807737.post-57611590117182194002012-08-19T16:13:00.003-07:002012-08-19T16:13:30.740-07:00My Mississippi FamilySo I have wanted to write this for awhile now, and I was waiting for a few pictures, but I can't wait any longer and I want to tell you about my Mississippi family!<br />
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While I was in Africa I met a group from Mississippi, they were all family and amazing!! I technically was by myself while getting to Africa. I teamed up with the Abilene/Corsicana group while traveling but while in Kenya I was kinda solo... Everybody included me and all 16 of those crazies became my family, but today I'd like to share about my Mississippi family.<br />
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We met them in Amsterdam and boy did they look tired. I spotted them from creeping on Facebook haha. We didn't get to talk to them much. When we arrived in Kenya, they got left at the airport and due to some baggage issues, Bo didn't get his suitcase and found out about a week ago, it was finally delivered to Mattaw! HA!.<br />
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So there was Bo (the dad), Alison (the mom), Cason (the oldest son), Abbey (daughter)<br />
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Holly (Aunt, sister to Alison) and Macy (the cousin).<br />
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When we missed our flight to Eldoret and had to ride a bus for 8 hours, we were given two buses. One that fit ten and the other that fit 7. I knew that Roger had a lot of teens and their group needed to stick together, so I asked Bo and Alison, if they minded if I tagged along with their group....<br />
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But let's back up... we had to wait three hours for our bus....during this time Bo and I talked a lot about church and life back in the states. I got to know Cason and I thought "geez, these people are friendly".<br />
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So on the bus (for 8 hours)... I got to know them very well. Alison and Holly "made pictures" the majority of the way. Bo and Cason slept....actually Bo almost had a heart attack during the entire ride, due to traffic. Abbey, Macy, and myself were in the back and we talked a lot about what the week was going to hold for us.<br />
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This family = amazing. bottom line. no ifs and or buts and it! They welcomed me into their family and I honestly couldn't the trip without them...<br />
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<u><b>Baba(dad) Bo</b></u>: This guy! He likes to talk and I was totally okay with that! He had so much to say and I needed to hear the majority of it! He called me out a lot about my calling and made me think a lot! He was wise and had a big ole heart. He lost his suitcase, so he had to go shopping in a Kenyan market for clothes.... Bo + Kenyan clothes = funniest thing ever!! ((his shirt said PHAT farm!)).<br />
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<u><b>Mama(mom) Alison</b></u>: We didn't talk a whole lot on the bus because she was in the front with Aunt Holly, but when we got to Mattaw.... We didn't talk much but gave each other a look, it was a comforting look but still a look of hopelessness. I knew she and I were on the same page in our thought process. Alison has a HUGE heart for those kids and for missions! She and Bo have done a marvelous job raising their children (but I'll get to them in a minute). Alison, was a mother figure but also a friend. Love that lady to pieces!!<br />
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<u><b>Kaka(brother) Cason:</b></u> My redheaded brother! Cason in a senior in high school and boy you wouldn't know it by talking to him....very mature! He loved those children (i wish you could hear the way he said children). At one point on the bus ride, we saw some children who most likely are orphaned (David said). He and I were the biggest cry babies the whole ride. We realized we had a similar minded heart when in came to missions, and he became a great friend of mine, actually he became the little brother I never had! He is going to do BIG things in his life,so look out world!<br />
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<u><b>Dada(sister) Abbey</b></u>: This girl! She just started her freshman year of high school. She is a total sweetheart. She reminds me a lot of myself at her age. She and I realized early in the trip that we both had our eyes on a particular child at Mattaw. Hers was Georgie and mine Blessing. She and I would just sit and love on babies! She is very talented and I hope to keep up with her and watch her do BIG things like her brother. She is a picky eater...like my little sister, but boy did she like her chapati! We text a lot and keep in touch. She is a blessing, it's almost like when I get depressed and sad that I'm not in Kenya, I almost always get a text from her!<br />
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<u><b>Mama(mom) Holly</b></u>: This lady is amazing!!! Her heart is HUGE! She loves kids and just people in general. She is fair.... she saved stuff for the children outside the village. She loved on those kids a lot! I loved watching her play games with the children. So much energy and excitement. She was kind of the peace maker.... I call her that because in any stressful moment she'd try to think of the positives... however she did get a little nervous at the attack of 600 kids ;)<br />
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<b><u>Dada(sister) Macy:</u></b> Oh Macy! She kept me laughing! She also started her freshman year of high school and she's a hoot! She is very laid back kid and she also became my little sister. She is one of those kids that isn't startled by much. She was SO go with those kids and loved on them! She'll be one of those kids you get excited to see who they become in four years! She has a heart for the needy and isn't afraid to do something about it!<br />
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So that sums up my Mississippi family, if I can ever find some of the pics I'm looking for, I'll put them on the blog at a later time.... I think there is one of Cason and I, Abbey and I, and some others of the family! Thank you Bo, Alison, Cason, Abbey, Holly, and Macy for including me in your family and for great memories! I love yall!! Hope to make a trip to the big ole state ;) of Mississippi soon! :)<br />
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<br />Ashlee Brookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14702564366876569360noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7556452375562807737.post-71100381530745525722012-08-15T20:17:00.000-07:002012-08-15T20:17:51.345-07:00UpdateHey guys!<br />
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Update from me,<br />
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School starts in a couple weeks, I can honestly say I'm excited, because this is my last year!!! WOOPIE!!<br />
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I have decided to do my student teaching here in San Angelo, which means I get another 6 months with my awesome roommate, so as much as I'd like to go home, it will be nice to stay with her here.<br />
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I start Upward Cheerleading next week. I am the Cheer Commissioner. I have 9 squads and about 18 coaches with about 70 something girls! I'm excited!! RA RA RA!<br />
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I am working a lot, it's been a tad stressful lately, but it's still good. I love people coming in and being able to tell about my adventure in Africa! AND we finally have TOMS shoes and sunglasses (why it's been stressful, those suckers make us super busy)<br />
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My sister started volleyball up again, she rocking and a rolling! Love that little girl (not so little anymore, she'll be 17 in January!!! 0: haha)<br />
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I haven't been that into baseball, don't shoot! I just have used my time in other ways lately... it's sad, I miss watching my boys, but i cheer them on through my ESPN app on my phone.<br />
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I found out earlier this week that Caleb is coming to San Angelo to go to school. Caleb is a friend from Kenya... I don't know if I will see him much, but it will be nice to know there's a little bit of Kenya in town!<br />
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My team from Kenya and I are selling t-shirts to raise money to buy clothes for the children of Birunda.... YOU SHOULD BUY ONE! shoot me a comment if you want one! They're twenty bucks!<br />
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I had to buy a new pair of tennis shoes, I had some weird attachment to my old ones and refuse to wash off the Kenyan dirt, so I got a new pair. I just can't get myself to clean the others.... I know it's ridiculous.<br />
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That's about it for right now!! I'll post more laters! :)<br />
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Love to all!<br />
<br />Ashlee Brookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14702564366876569360noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7556452375562807737.post-79050779085984628212012-08-15T20:06:00.001-07:002012-08-15T20:19:03.868-07:00Kenyan Bug..... incurable diseaseI made it back to the states, I have almost finished my 40 day supply of malaria pills, I am healthy, I didn't get typhoid, malaria, travelers bug, or any other infection.... except one! I got one! It's incurable, but so I've heard it is a bug that gets spread easily, and many have this bug...<br />
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You see this bug can be BIG or small. This bug doesn't hit everybody, but it from what I have seen is it bites anyone who steps in the country... The Kenyan bug is for some very small and the side effects last a few weeks.... For others it's medium and lasts awhile.... and for some it's deadly. changing your life forever. rapidly changing your life. It's extremely scary and wonderful.<br />
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How the bug works:<br />
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I believe as soon as you walk into the country and smell the air of Kenya, the bug bites. The bug bites your heart. It doesn't stop biting till you get back to the states, and even then sometimes it never releases.<br />
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So let me tell you about my bug....<br />
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I think this bug has been waiting for me for eleven years. I knew at age 10 I was called to missions, and later found out Africa.... This bug I think was waiting for me as soon as I stepped out of the airport and into Kenyan air. I believe it took hold, and it wasn't till Sunday at church that I realized that this bug was NEVER going away.... The moment I stepped into church at Mattaw, I realized how much this bug had attacked my heart. I cried the whole time during church. The Holy Spirit was definitely stirring my heart and that pesky little Kenyan bug was biting down hard! Through out the week, I felt the bug biting down harder... I watched my team members get bit and watching the bug take hold of their lives. It was awesome. I believe while I was at Birunda Rescue Center I finally realized I was at the mercy of the bug.... I was one of the many cases of incurable bites of the bug.<br />
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You see, this bug, is not really a bug (if you couldn't guess already). This bug is God breaking my heart and showing me my purpose for my life. I have been back almost a month, and I'll be real honest it has SUCKED being back. I look at spending money differently, I look at meals differently, I still reach for a bottle of water to brush my teeth. I have yet to wear full out make up or really care about how I look.... I guess this trip showed me how fortunate I really am in this world of mine.<br />
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Lately, I can't imagine my life without Africa (Kenya) in it. I thought maybe this would be like a youth camp...you come back on FIRE and a few weeks you get back into life and you go back to "normal", but my "normal" isn't my normal anymore.... heck I don't know what my normal is.... My heart longs to be in Kenya, if someone gave me the money right now, no lie, I'd be on a plane tomorrow.<br />
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There's a song by Building 429. I'm gonna post it for you,<br />
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This song really describes my life right now... I think when you hear a song, God speaks to you in different ways.... for me I took it a little different than maybe some would. I'd like to share it with you and then I'll end.<br />
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Sometimes it feels like I'm watching from the outside (Here in the states)<br />
Sometimes it feels like I'm breathing but am I alive (What am I doing)<br />
I will keep searching for answers that aren't here to find (How can I help)<br />
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All I know is I'm not home yet (not Kenya yet)<br />
This is not where I belong (this is not where I belong)<br />
Take this world and give me Jesus (I just want to serve you)<br />
This is not where I belong (I want to love those sweet babies)<br />
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So when the walls come falling down on me (hard days in life)<br />
And when I'm lost in the current of a raging sea (attacks from the enemy)<br />
I have this blessed assurance holding me. (it's all for Jesus)<br />
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All I know is I'm not home yet<br />
This is not where I belong<br />
Take this world and give me Jesus<br />
This is not where I belong<br />
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When the earth shakes I wanna be found in You (When you call me, I want others to see you)<br />
When the lights fade I wanna be found in You (When there's no hope I want them to see you)<br />
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All I know is I'm not home yet<br />
This is not where I belong<br />
Take this world and give me Jesus<br />
This is not where I belong<br />
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Where I belong, where I belong<br />
Where I belong, where I belong</div>
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I am learning every day that God has called me to Kenya... He has yet to reveal if it's full time, part time, summer time, or what. Here is what I do know... God called me to love EVERYWHERE. So while I am here in San Angelo, I will love on people here, children here, coworkers here, family here, friends here. When he reveals more of his plan I will react and follow. Right now, I'm raising money for Birunda Rescue Center. I'm telling people about the needs of Kenya and what God is doing, and I'm showing the love of Jesus to people here in the states....<br />
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Please continue to pray for clarity and patience! (I know that is dangerous thing to pray for heehee). I have an incurable disease called the Kenyan bug, my heart is longing to be back in the country.... it's a bug that I love to talk about, but beware... it's contagious! ;)<br />
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Ashlee Brookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14702564366876569360noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7556452375562807737.post-49792359353677996372012-08-06T14:31:00.000-07:002012-08-06T14:31:21.454-07:00Thank you Aunt WillieMy Aunt Willie teaches a class at church on Wednesday night. I don't know much about it, but it's a class of kids. I wasn't aware that my aunt had told people about my trip to Kenya or even her class, but her class got excited about it. They sent me cards they made and I'd like to share them!<br />
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After reading those sweet cards. I realized that people all over, supported my trip and continue praying for my next journey. God is good!! Thank you Aunt Willie for all the prayers and support. I love you lots!!!<br />
<span id="goog_306067405"></span><span id="goog_306067406"></span><br />Ashlee Brookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14702564366876569360noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7556452375562807737.post-53335160689575842072012-08-04T18:54:00.000-07:002012-08-04T18:54:18.370-07:00Kenya in my Future... Prayers for Discernment.<br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">To be honest I have kind of been a bit depressed lately. I
am trying so hard to back in the swing of my lifestyle here and get back to “normal”,
but the problem is; my normal isn’t mine anymore…</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">When I left Kenya, I was forever changed. Part of me was by
seeing poverty to an extreme, seeing starving children on the side of the road,
seeing living conditions, and being around glue boys…. But I believe the majority
of my changed life is because of the amount of work God is doing in that
country. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">The moment I got back, I was trying to find any way possible
to get back, and I still am, but I had to stop and be still. I had to listen
and stop talking. I emailed one of the missionaries in Kenya about getting back
next summer…. And she told me to do a lot of praying and really listening to
God. Then she told me that when she was still here in the states her mission
field was right across the street. I have always known that, but my heart was
so invested in getting back to Kenya, I didn’t listen to God about<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>my mission field here in the states.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">I’ve been back two weeks today, and my heart still longs for
Kenya. I have yet to fully unpack, my chacos will never be washed because they
still have Kenya’s red dirt on them as do my tennis shoes, I am always checking
facebook for any Mattaw or Kenya updates, and I am always praying for God to
equip me and guide me. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">I really thought I’d graduate in May and head to Kenya for
at least three months maybe more… I know that some of my family members aren’t
all about that. I also realize I am going to have student loans and no way of
paying those off if I move to Kenya after graduation…. I kept reliving all the possibilities…
but then it hit me….. GOD is in control. If he wants me in Kenya, he will take
care of everything in the states.</span></div>
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<o:p><span style="font-family: Calibri;"> </span></o:p><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I’ve been to Peru twice and I thought I’d live there, but
that was my desire… It always faded… I truly believe that my desire of Kenya
was placed there by God himself. I am now not sure what the plan is… Do I move
there after graduation? Do I wait a year? Do I wait till I find Mr. right? Do I
take a mini trip this summer and take some of my family to see the country?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">So many unknowns. My heart longs to be back in Kenya. Last
night I had a dream and I was in Kenya. I saw the whole gang there… all the
children, all my new friends, and boy oh boy was it fabulous! I smelt Kenya
again, I heard Kenya again, I could feel the people and hear their voices. I
felt the bumps on the road and the mud in my toes… It was beautiful. It was a
dream </span><span style="font-family: Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;"><span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;">L</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"> I
know that in time, that won’t be a dream but a reality… In my dream, God showed me Mama Grace again, and she told me "Welcome Home". I can't remember much about the dream, but I did promise a little boy on the streets I'd be back tomorrow to play. I remember laughing, crying, and working. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Almost a year ago I had a dream that I believe was from the
Lord. I was in a house with my husband (not sure who) and our house sat on a
hill, looking over the village of children. I remember hearing screams and
smelling smoke. I look outside to see war over the village and I remember
grabbing as many babies as I could and running. I was in Kenya… </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">A day after I had this dream, a missionary friend in Kenya posted
of tough times in her village, food was limited, babies were being left
rapidly, and it was war (spiritually) as well as the high risk of terrorist attacks, I knew after that dream, God was telling
me something. Then last night’s dream, there were some things that were just
fun, but I feel again God was telling me I have a plan for you and Kenya to be
reunited for the rest of your life. </span></div>
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<o:p><span style="font-family: Calibri;"> </span></o:p><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I honestly don’t know what in the world my future holds, but
I do know it has to do with Kenya in some way or form… As of now, I am thinking
about taking a two week trip to Kenya with some family and close friends, to
show them the awesomeness of God in that country.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">I am filled with lots of spiritual turmoil, I know I have
got to keep moving on in my life here in the states, and be a light for the
Lord. I can’t keep wanting to go back in time to Kenya. I know Kenya is in my
future and I will be back… it really is a tough concept to grasp. When God
decides to break your heart and he does it in a big way, it’s so hard to see
past that sometimes, but he is helping me and guiding me to see his glory and
his use for me right here in the states. God has always used others to help me with discernment in life... but I really think with these two dreams on Kenya, he's speaking to me there also. Both dreams were so very similar and I woke up with a desperate need to help and get there.... The Lord is speaking, it just takes discernment and to silent my own life. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">So when it comes to children you aren’t suppose to have
favorites, and many times people assume I have favorites, but in all reality I
don’t…. Instead I like to call them heart strings. I believe I have thousands
and thousands of heart strings, and who decides to pull harder on their
assigned string is up to God… As you know I have been to Kenya recently and I
had so many heart strings pulled and pulled hard. I want to tell you about some
of my heart strings, but we need to travel back to my very first heart string
and hit some major heart strings along the way….</span></div>
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I wanted a little sister SO bad and when I got her, gosh I was
elated. She is my best friend and the best sister a girl could ask for. EK
started off my life of heart strings. I remember wanting to be involved with
every little thing when she was a baby… EK had wet burps and so one night I put
on every t-shirt I owned and had this brilliant plan, that when she would spit
up on me, I’d just take off that t-shirt and I’d be ready to go! Haha! Now Erin
is a junior in high school, gorgeous, funny, smart, athletic, and an amazing
lady of God!! I’m one lucky girl to have her pull one of my heart strings</div>
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So in between age 5 and 19 I had hundreds of heart strings, but I want to skip ahead to 19. I'll show some pics at the end of this blog of some other heart strings....<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Blanca and Alfredo on second visit to Peru.</td></tr>
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Two heart strings that hit me while in an orphanage in Peru. There was a language barrier and with my broken spanish, we managed to create a sweet friendship. Blanca and Alfredo never left my side that hour we were allowed in the orphanage. I cried when I left them, but I made a promise you aren't suppose to make. I told them "I'll be back", sure enough a year and a half later I came back, and they remembered me. They were older but still amazingly beautiful. Through my broken spanish we made our friendship a little stronger. :)<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Blanca on first visit to Peru.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Alfredo on first visit to Peru.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Blanca on first visit to Peru.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Blanca on second visit to Peru.</td></tr>
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Now this next heart string is divided 70+ different ways, don't worry, I'm not going to talk about 70 different children, but I am going to talk about a few.... While I was in Kenya, I was immediately drawn to the doors of house three. I am not sure why that house, but I felt like I was to go inside. Little did I know at the time, but the little girl I had been praying for lived there, and her house mama now plays a huge part of my life. Between Joseph and Grace pouring love and words of wisdom in my life, those children puled hard on those strings of mine. I could talk about all fifteen children, but I'll spare you. :) I do want to show you pictures of a few and give a brief story on them. </div>
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I am going to talk about this little one. If you read any of my earlier blogs, you've read a lot about this angel. Blessing is a blessing. She is so beautiful and so amazing. If you want to read her story, check out this <a href="http://huffmansinkenya.blogspot.com/2012/06/let-justice-reign-let-love-win.html" target="_blank">blog</a> .</div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Now I am going to take the time to tell you about Mama Grace, if you read previous blogs, I'm sorry.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">So I'll let that be all of house three heart strings, all though I could go on for a good page more or so ;) I'd like to now just show you pictures of some other heart strings throughout the years.</span></div>
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The cool thing is this is such a small portion of my heart strings. I probably could tell stories about all my Peruvian heart strings and Kenyan heart strings....not to mention all the American ones. I have had thousands of heart strings and know there are thousands more still to come! I like to think about all my future heart strings. The ones by my own children. The one of my future husband, and thinking about that heart string adds thousands because when we meet our heart strings will twist and turn and multiply! I just wanted to share with you some of my heart strings as of now! God has blessed me with some beautiful heart strings! :)<br />
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So I've told you about my trip, I've told you about how you can help, I've shown you pictures, but now I wanna tell you exactly what Kenya means to me...</div>
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When I was ten years old, I went to G.A. Camp at Circle 6... Mrs. Tammy a missionary from Israel was there and talked about missions. She said something I will NEVER forget... "Sometimes you have to get a q-tip and clean out your ears, because they are so full of your own ear wax (our own thoughts) and not not God's wax." So as a ten year old, I did a lot of praying that week and answered God's call in my life to missions. I knew at that moment I was going to serve God around the world.... little did I know Africa was my location...<br />
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So how did Africa get set in my heart?! Honestly, I couldn't tell you, but I know it's been in my heart to go serve in Africa since at least High School, could be before that. I wasn't sure what country but I knew I was called to Africa. Well I have a childhood friend who is a missonary in Kenya, so I began looking for trips to Africa when I got into college.<br />
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THREE YEARS in college and every trip I had planned or looked into (probably 5) kept getting pushed down, parents said no, funds weren't there, DOORS SHUT!!! Then one day my mom found a trip with Servant Life to work at an orphanage in Kenya, but SMALL WORLD, the orphanage is run by a family who use to live in Peaster (outside of Mineral Wells) and now live in San Angelo (where I go to college), churches i attend sponsor them, but here's the big catch, the little brother of the couple who run the orphanage is a friend of mine and I was on BSM leadership (the little time i was on it) with the nurse at the orphanage.<br />
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so i applied for the trip in January and by March I was totally funded! 3,000 dollars PAID! I didn't have to pay anything out of pocket for the trip. It was all God! It was insane how the trip just played it's self out....actually it was all God. I'd like to share something my mom wrote and gave to me when I got back to America, it gave me chills and brought me to tears.<br />
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My Trip to Kenya: By Lesa Burgeson<br />I remember praying over and over during my pregnancies the prayer of Samuel's mother. 1Samuel 1:27-28, "For this child I prayed as long as she lives she shall be lent to the Lord." After all of these years I still remind myself that my daughters are mine to love and care for and nurture, but their ultimate purpose is for the glory of Jesus Christ.</blockquote>
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When I was nine years old I felt called by God to some sort of special service. My immediate thought as a young girl was that I was Africa bound. Trouble was I didn't want to go to Africa. God eventually revealed to me what He wanted me to do in this life and to my relief it wasn't to live in Africa. But years later that call to Africa would be placed in the heart of my daughter, and I would be part of Africa after all.</blockquote>
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My oldest child has been given a heart for missions. She truly desires to Go and share the love of Christ to all people. Of course her heart's desire has always centered on Africa. As a college student she traveled to Peru twice, but Kenya was shouting her name. She had an opportunity to go to Kenya, but I felt under the particular circumstances she would not be safe, so she obeyed me and traveled to Peru for a second time. I should mention that both of her trips to South America she was accompanied by her father which means no worries for me.</blockquote>
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During her junior year in college I cam upon an organization called Servant Life. This particular organization sends groups to Kenya to work in an orphanage. I researched for three days before I told my daughter Ashlee. I felt pushed by God to tell her. I can assure you I didn't want to tell her. The moment I showed her the website I could tell she was already there. She wasted no time in organizing all the details that would have to be taken care of, and what would happen over the next months would be nothing short of miraculous. Money was raised, shots were endured with no ill side effects, prayers were prayed and answered, and like a puzzle, piece after piece fell into place. It was my piece that I worried about, how could I possibly put my piece in that puzzle. It was at that moment my journey to Kenya began.</blockquote>
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Control is an issue that I have dealt with my whole life. I especially feel the need for control when it pertains to my children. I must protect them, teach them, nurture them, listen to them, and love them. The months that would lead to my daughter leaving would be my time of learning to let go and trust God to take care of my daughter.</blockquote>
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I prayed for every imaginable detail, I prayed for safe travel, that all those awful shots wouldn't make her ill, that she wouldn't be kidnapped, I prayed fro her health, that she would be filled with courage, that God would use her, that she wouldn't be afraid, and the list goes on and on. With each prayer I prayed, God answered and assured me. I would let go of a particular worry with the assurance of my Heavenly Father only to grab that worry back again and the painful process of letting go would start over.</blockquote>
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As the week of her leaving finally arrived I can tell you that God had done quite a number on my heart. I had let go of my daughter, His daugher, a piece of painful piece. But I knew that if I truly begged her not to go would reconsider. I still held the last piece of the puzzle. Only by God's grace could I place my piece. Months of spiritual ups and downs, letting go and taking back, questioning if God really loved my child. With each doubt, I was always reminded that He loves her more than I do, a hard concept to handle when you have control issues. My journey to Kenya had begun the moment I said, "Ashlee you can go," and was going to end the moment I let go. God had convinced me she needed to go to Kenya and that there were great days ahead. </blockquote>
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We arrived at the airport, did the necessary airport things. We recieved boarding passes, baggage inspected, and finally the trip through security. I touched her one last time and she began the security process. I stood and watched every movement, every gesture, she collected her things turned around, smiled, waved and blew me a kiss. At that moment my piece had been placed in the puzzle, and my journey to Kenya was over. Ashlee's journey to Kenya had just begun.</blockquote>
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As we left the airport God spoke softly. It was a gentle reminder of a prayer I had prayed twenty-one years ago. For this child I prayed as long as she lives she shall be lent to the Lord.</blockquote>
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DANG! So, I'm sure you are wondering why I posted my moms story... Well you see, I live 3 hours from my family and 80% of the time I am homesick, but the moment I laid foot in Kenya, I wasn't homesick at all... I missed my family, but I realized I was home.... However I got really discouraged throughtout the week. As I was holding baby Blessing, playing futbol with the boys, leading worship during VBS, or playing peak-a-boo with Chumba.... I questioned myself a lot... Was I doing enough? These kids need more... Is loving on these babies for a week, really going to make a difference? Well a childhood friend of mine, who I haven't really spoken with in a few years, messaged me on facebook, and I'd like to share it with you.<br />
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From Katy Miller<br /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;">Hey sweet friend,</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;">I hope you are doing well! So, on Sunday during church I was praying about a few things and you were brought to my heart. I began praying for you and your trip to Kenya and the Lord spoke to me and I feel like I am supposed to tell you! (Love when that happens) So while I was praying for you this song was playing: "you are stronger, you are stronger, sin is broken, you have saved me. It is written, Christ is risen, Jesus you are Lord of all!" For some reason I saw you holding a sweet orphan and being so burdened over him or her. Your heart was broken for them and there was a struggle in you. God kept saying "I am stronger" so, here's what I am bringing from this, I think its important to remember that the Lord IS stronger and death has been conquered. Some of those children live in a world that seems so unfair. It seems that just simply loving them and meeting temporary needs is not enough. But the battle has already been won...there is hope for those sweet babies. In Christ, all things are made new! They will be made new! Don't feel defeated...you are doing a beautiful thing and our God is stronger...and victorious! </span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;">I don't know what this means to you but I hope it brings you some kind of encouragement. I will continue to pray for you as you are on your adventure in Kenya. Please let me know what specific things I can pray for. </span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;">Love you Ashlee B! </span><img class="emote_img" src="https://s-static.ak.facebook.com/images/blank.gif" style="background-image: url(https://s-static.ak.fbcdn.net/rsrc.php/v2/yr/r/9stU7-ZLct4.png); background-position: 0px 0px; background-repeat: no-repeat no-repeat; border: 0px; bottom: 1px; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; height: 16px; line-height: 14px; margin-bottom: -2px; overflow: hidden; position: relative; text-align: left; vertical-align: top; width: 16px;" title=":)" /></blockquote>
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So why do I share these? Because I want to show you how God was in the midst of this trip and my heart... A little over a month ago, Mattaw Children's Village got a new baby girl from the hospital. Abandoned and abused the three year old, was the size of maybe a one year old, she was too weak to walk, and her legs were tiny.... I began praying for her and was longing for the moment I arrived in Mattaw to hold her. I saw her, a guy from New Mexico was holding her, and I went over and asked if I could hold her, as soon as I got her out of my hand, she was taken away...DISAPPOINTMENT. Well we went to eat lunch, and i randomly picked house three to eat in. I looked over at the table, and there sat Blessing! After lunch and doing the dishes, I went in and talked to Baba Joseph and Mama Grace, I told her about the connection I had with Blessing... Mama Grace went to get her, and the moment she was placed in my hands, I felt God answer all the prayers I had prayed for that little girl. I repeatedly prayed 1Samuel 1:27-28 (I had no idea that s what my mother prayed for me). As I spent the week with her, I became discouraged I wasn't doing enough.... Then received Katy's message. Little Blessing is now walking, talking, smiling, laughing, and LIVING! THANK YOU JESUS!!!<br />
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As we left Kenya, if a 21 year old could throw a fit kicking and screaming I would have. I did not want to go, and then God spoke softly to me as I was boarding the plane. "Ashlee, you aren't done here." I don't know if that means I go back for a summer or I go back for a while. I am still praying about the duration of my next trip, but I do know that once I graduate I will board a plane back for Kenya. Until I get back I will love on the people in America....<br />
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A 14 year old boy at Mattaw, named David, has a very stern face. He has been at Mattaw since 2009. He was a big help to me with the little kids, but he broke my heart. He didn't smile much, kept to himself, but at one point he said, "You're my friend". We created a secret handshake and on the last day, minutes before I got in my van, we did our secret handshake and he gave me this letter.<br />
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A child who was an orphan, but given a second chance realized that you have to tell everybody God loves them.... I am on my way back to Kenya, but until then I am serving here in U.S! My heart has been left in Kenya and I miss them greatly. :(<br />
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<br />Ashlee Brookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14702564366876569360noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7556452375562807737.post-15425697839406864162012-07-27T10:14:00.002-07:002012-07-27T10:21:29.795-07:00So you want to help?<br />
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So you've seen my updates on Kenya, and would like to help?! Well I wanted to provide substantial amount of information on helping the country of Kenya.... (FYI: anything in the light red is a direct link to the pages you will need)<br />
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First and foremost! <span style="font-size: x-large;"><b><i><u>PRAY</u></i></b></span>, God does a lot with prayer.<br />
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<b><i><u><span style="font-size: x-large;">Sponsor a child</span></u></i></b>, you can pick a plan that fits your lifestyle and your budget. When you sponsor a child, it helps support the child. Here are a few websites you can check out, if you'd like to help sponsor a chlild.<br />
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<a href="http://www.mattawchildren.com/sponsor-a-child" style="background-color: white;" target="_blank"><span style="color: #990000; font-size: x-large;"><b>Mattaw Children's Village</b></span></a> (please sponsor those sweet babies, I've met them all and they are so amazing and a gift from God.)<br />
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<a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/child-search-results.htm?cboArea=2%7cAfrica&cboCountry=404%7cKenya" target="_blank"><span style="color: #990000;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>Compassion</b></span> </span></a>(one of the guys who works at Mattaw now was a Compassion child, and he will tell you, he got out of the slums due to Compassion)<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="color: #990000;"><b><a href="http://www.rehemainstep.com/getting-involved/donations-sponsorships/" target="_blank"><span style="color: #990000;">Instep</span></a></b></span> </span> (this is a baby house with 117 children, although it is not limited to babies, 75% of the house is under the age of 5.... You can look on their website and read each and every child's story)<br />
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If you want to go to Kenya to <span style="font-size: x-large;"><b><i><u>serve</u></i></b>.</span> Here is some links to check out.<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><a href="http://www.mattawchildren.com/come-to-mattaw" target="_blank"><span style="color: #990000;"><b>Mattaw <span style="background-color: white;">Children's Village</span></b></span></a> :</span> They currently have around 70 children, with the oldest around 14 and youngest at about 2.<br />
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<span style="color: #990000; font-size: x-large;"><a href="http://www.rehemainstep.com/getting-involved/" target="_blank"><span style="color: #990000;"><b>InStep</b></span></a> :</span> Instep is a "baby" house. They currently have 117 children 75% of the children are under the age of 5.<br />
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Kenya is always in need of water solutions, bug nets, and men ministries. If God is calling you to work in Kenya, do some research and look up these two places I have posted.<br />
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1. We are selling t-shirts for Berundi which is a local (in Kitale) rescue center. Children come straight off the street. On any day they can get 0-20 kids in... They are doing God's work to the best of their ability and changing the lives of the children, but we'd like to assist them by supplying clothes, mosquito nets, and bibles.<br />
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2. You can donate straight to Mattaw, Mattaw has their own school and are in the process of switching curriculum, so you can help buy new books. You can also help support the children by donating or even future builds at Mattaw.<br />
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Each Link, is a direct spot to where you need to go to make donations, sponsorship, or mission trips. I hope this helps. Even if you can't go across the world to help, God can use you RIGHT here. He can use you to change a life in Kenya. A few have expressed curiosity about being a part, so I thought I'd write this up, to answer some questions! Much love!Ashlee Brookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14702564366876569360noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7556452375562807737.post-71939026024658393072012-07-26T15:28:00.000-07:002012-07-26T16:13:23.756-07:00D.B.A<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="color: #333333; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">1. We will be buying the children underwear, panties, and t-shirts.</span></span><br />
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I'm not sure where to start, but I think the best way to start it is, I am answering God's plan. I have been called to missions since I was 10 years old, and Africa has always been on my heart. I have been to South America twice and I thought that was the plan, but then God opened up a door to Africa, specifically Kenya.<br />
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<b><u>Thursday/Friday: </u></b>We left DFW to head to Kenya..... approximately 19 hours in a plane... 6 hours of layovers...disgusting plane food.... throwing up on a plane......but eventually arriving in the beautiful country of Kenya. Once I stepped foot in Kenya, I knew I was right in the midst of God's plane for my life.<br />
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Saturday: We woke up from about a four hour sleep and missed our plane to Eldoret. Luckily the team from Artesia New Mexico made theirs. We had to wait three hours before loading buses to head to Kitale (8 hours in a bus).... that wouldn't be so bad, if the roads weren't so terrible. By the end I was so car sick, but knew it would be worth it... I went to bed early that night, but was so pumped about church the next morning. We stayed in <a href="https://www.facebook.com/pages/Karibuni-Lodge-Kitale-Kenya/168108719924707" style="color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;">Karibuni Lodge</a>. It was beautiful and Theresa was such an amazing hostess.<br />
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<b><u>Sunday: </u></b>My favorite day by far!!! We drove to Mattaw and as soon as we got there we were greeted by the children. They sang to us and welcomed us with a parade. We walked into church and let me just tell you folks..... we are doing church wrong. We sang a couple songs, like we'd do in America, then Baba Bud told us to move the chairs.... I was like WHAT!? So the chairs were moved and the drums were brought out and we danced for about a hour and a half. Then Kim and Bud preached and one of the house dads.... all together church lasted about 2 and a half hours, but you wouldn't have known it. I cried from the moment I walked in till I walked out. Spirit (God, but the Kenyans say Spirit) was there and working BIG time. I remember being so in awe of the children and their love for the Lord. At one point they prayed, and during this prayer I almost had to sit down because of the amount of emotions running through my body. 67 children, 8 house parents, numerous volunteers and staff were all praying out loud in Swahili and English........ DANG! That's whats up! From a distance I saw the little girl I had been praying for, for a month. She was being held by a guy from New Mexico... I went and asked if I could hold her, I felt bad because I didn't give her up much the rest of my time there..... but the moment she was in my arms, I felt God assure me that she was going to be okay in this life. Here are some pictures from Sunday.<br />
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<b><u>Monday: </u></b>We spent the whole day at Mattaw. I got to spend some quality time with Mama Grace, who poured words of wisdom in my life. We just loved on the kids all day... It was very relaxed and we had a blast. I think it was on Monday when God started stirring my heart....<div>
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<b><u>Tuesday:</u></b> Was probably the hardest day...... We went to a Rescue Center and it broke my heart. We walked in to see children without pants, holes in their clothes, malnourished, and scared. I believe these children needed the love the most. Once they got attached to someone they didn't let go. My fingers hurt from how tight they grabbed on. At one point, I had to walk away because I could no longer hold my tears in.... Caleb asked me if I was awesome, and I thought..yeah I am awesome, because God is showing me where he needs me. I remember just loving those babies so tight... Leaving was so hard because you had to pry their little hands off your neck and it broke my heart. Please pray for them.... they come to the rescue center straight off the street. Some will go back to their homes, others will stay there, and some will be placed in an orphanage. We went back to the orphanage after the rescue center to do VBS with the kiddos!</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jiggers are a flea that buries into a foot and lays eggs . They have to be cut out of the foot and then the foot has to be placed in a cleaning liquid. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is Kevin who desperately longs to go to school, but secondary school in Kenya isn't free, and there is no money for him to go.... A few men on our team are trying to get him to secondary school.</td></tr>
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<br />Wednesday was also one of the saddest days of my life......I had to tell those sweet babies good bye. It was my biggest nightmare. I cried like a baby, but so grateful I had a chance to meet those sweet babies and amazing adults! </div>
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<br /><br /><b><u>Thursday/Friday/Saturday:</u></b> Were fun days where we went on Safari and headed home... Check the Facebook for pictures there....<div>
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To sum up my week in Kenya in one word is OBEDIENT. I have to be obedient to God's call in my life. I know he is calling me back there. He wants me to serve him and the children of Kenya. I am praying for more clarity but as of right now, I know that I will most likely be spending next summer there. It is a scary thought to collect the funds and find a place to live for 3 months in Kenya, but I know that if it is God's will then God will equip me. God equips the called. My heart longs to be back in Kenya so bad. It longs to hold baby Blessing and to play with baby Chumba! My heart longs to sing with the children and to visit with Mama Grace. Thank you to anyone and everyone who sent me to Kenya! You are a huge part of what God is doing there!! Here are some pictures of the children. Thank you for reading this! Love to all!</div>
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Here are some random pictures from the trip! Enjoy!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My bed for the week! I want a mosquito net!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">on the streets in Kitale!! :D</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">the girls!</td></tr>
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Ashlee Brookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14702564366876569360noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7556452375562807737.post-63662640664295149262012-06-06T18:24:00.001-07:002012-06-06T18:42:06.176-07:00Godly Men > Christian Boys<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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"Can I say something to young ladies here? I 'm trying to pick my words carefully here. Your husband, whoever he is, single ladies, will have an unbelievable amount of influence over your sons and daughters in regards to spiritual things. If you want your children to love Jesus deeply, hold out for a man that is Godly. And let me tell you this: I am well aware that Godly men are rare. Lots of neat Christian boys, not a lot of Godly men. And we're working our tails off for you to try to develop someone into that. But don't settle, because it's better that you be lonely now than you be married and lonely later. Are you tracking with me> It is better that you be lonely now than for you to get married to and that will teach your kids everything b the way of Jesus" -Matt Chandler</blockquote>
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So a couple of nights ago, I read that and HELLO ASHLEE! It was a big reality check for myself. So I know I've been dealing with this for a while now. I have always been attracted to Christian Guys. The guys who love Jesus, worship him, but aren't at a point where they are mature enough to be the man of the relationship. So i decided to figure out some key points in what really makes a Christian boy a Godly man. To figure this out, I dove into the Bible for some key verses and I also looked at a few of the most Godly men I know; those being my father and grandfathers.<br />
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<li><span style="color: #a64d79;"><u><b>When I thought about those Godly men in my life, I didn't think about how spiritually sound they were by the words they said but how they live their lives</b>.</u></span> I think this one is a HUGE indicator. Christian boys can speak the talk like no ones business. That's what has always gotten me before. They know exactly what to say, they have so much of the Bible memorized, they know how to make it appear like they are a Godly man but there is no action to their spiritual talk. </li>
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<li>My father would do anything for my mother, sister, and I. He loves Jesus and he doesn't speak the "spiritual lingo" instead it's how he lives his life. That's how I know he's a Godly man.</li>
<li>A Godly man is someone who doesn't spend a summer filling up facebook or twitter with ridiculous "spiritual lingo" but rather gives up his summer to help less fortunate kids and love them like Jesus would love them.</li>
<li>After watching my grandpa and the way he respects my grandma, it shows that he loves her because Jesus loves him. </li>
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<li><b><span style="color: #a64d79;"><u>When I thought about the Godly men in my life, they didn't fake it. They were legit about their emotions.</u></span></b></li>
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<li>My dad and I are very similar and when we get on our high horses we can fight...... He likes to be right and I like to be right (he usually was right) My dad and I might be yelling over a math problem and my mother thinking world war three was upon us, but at the end, I could sit by my dad on the couch and know everything was fine. He had grace. We might be in the largest yelling match but in the end, his grace and forgiveness, and his love was what showed. </li>
<li>A guy I know, who I think is a Godly man, puts what he feels on facebook. If it's been a crappy day, he isn't ashamed to put it, but it's after a cool down period that he relaxes and moves on. </li>
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<li>I say this because you shouldn't have to fake it that you're a good Christian. I mean seriously? No one is a good christian, so why pretend you are? In my opinion a Godly man is someone who is honest....who is real.</li>
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<li><b><u><span style="color: #a64d79;">When I thought about the Godly men in my life, they didn't boast. </span></u></b></li>
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<li>My dad, I think is an amazing pastor. I have watched that man lead many people to Christ. I have watched him keep a church going, when he was the only one on staff. I have watched him start a church from scratch and keep it running. I have watched my daddy do all those things and more and NEVER once did he brag. Never once did he post his accomplishments on facebook or twitter. NEVER once did he say look at me, instead he was just doing his job, and he knows his reward comes later, in heaven.</li>
<li>A guy I know, who I think is a Godly man, gave up his entire summer to work at a camp, but never posted it all over facebook for a pat on the back but rather is doing his job as the Lord called him too and is also serving in other countries.</li>
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<li>I think that if you have to brag about your accomplishments then you aren't living for Jesus fully but there is still some in there for yourself. </li>
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<li><b><u><span style="color: #a64d79;">When I thought of the Godly men in my life, they didn't hid their sins. </span></u></b></li>
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<li>I have seen relationships with guys, where it resulted in sin..... the biggest one, was just hiding an entire relationship. Not acknowledging they were dating and keeping everything hush hush. It's the a "I'll call you at night babe, but we wont' tell anybody tomorrow" Then thing that broke my heart was that these were supposedly "godly men" but they were acting as if they were small boys. </li>
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<li>A Godly man isn't going to hide from his sin. We all fall short of the glory of God. We are all going to mess up and sin, but it's when we pretend that we're perfect, is when we get in trouble. Or my favorite..."I sinned so I'm gonna cover it up by talking the spiritual lingo like no ones business, to cover my but, and so no one is suspicious". I mean get real! No one is perfect, we all screw up, but it's when you can admit you screwed up, that you have taken a step to growing up.</li>
<li>It's not so much hiding from the sin that makes my skin crawl, but continuing to keep sinning.... a Godly man takes the step to demolish the sin from his life by resting fully on Jesus Christ as his strength, no longer the world, the church leaders, or the world around him. He says NO MORE, and works every day to stop the devil from attacking him again. (he won't succeed, because we are human but he works hard to not fall back)</li>
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<li><b><u><span style="color: #a64d79;">When I thought about the Godly men in my life, they didn't rule over women or look down on them.</span></u></b></li>
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<li>My daddy and momma are a team. My dad doesn't tell my mom to cook him dinner or to do the laundry. My daddy doesn't rule over my momma. They live life as a team. They work together. My dad respects my mother and knows she is one heck of a strong woman. Heck during the summers my dad was gone on youth trips a lot during my childhood and my momma held down the fort.</li>
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<li>I think Christian boys think they are to be in charge of their women. That women are to be in the kitchen barefoot making babies. WRONG! God made women not from Adams foot to be walked on, not his hand to be handled, but his rib to live life beside him. </li>
<li>A true Godly man respects and honors his wife as Christ did the Church. Do you honestly think Jesus would of told the church, "I work all day for you, the least you can do is have supper on the table"? NO he wouldn't. Christ treated the church with up-most respect. It was his love of his life. His best friend. His partner. </li>
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<li><b><u><span style="color: #a64d79;">When I thought about the Godly men in my life, they honor purity</span></u></b>.</li>
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<li>This one is plain and simple. A Godly man is to not only keep himself accountable in the relationship but to keep the relationship accountable. He's not going to pressure you to do stuff that you don't want to do, and he respects your boundaries. </li>
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So with all that said, I know that I can't settle for a Christian boy anymore. I'm done dating Christian boys. I'm done looking for Christian boys. I'm looking for a Godly man. I know God has a Godly man out there for me who is everything I've ever wanted or more, but I have to be patient and become the Godly woman he needs. I hope this makes sense. I went to lunch with a friend today, and we had a long talk about this, and it got me thinking. And you know when I think I write. :)</div>
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So my challenge: Girls find yourself a Godly man not a Christian boy. And guys, if you think you're leaning more to a being a Christian boy, I hope you fix some things to be a Godly man. :)</div>
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Matt Chandler said it best in the quote I started off with. Take that to heart. </div>
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Spirit-Guided Relationships: Wives and Husbands</h2>
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<span class="verse Eph_5_21" style="-webkit-background-clip: padding; background-clip: padding-box; border-bottom-left-radius: 4px; border-bottom-right-radius: 4px; border-top-left-radius: 4px; border-top-right-radius: 4px; border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><strong style="-webkit-background-clip: padding; background-clip: padding-box; background-color: #eeeeee; background-image: -webkit-linear-gradient(top, rgb(238, 238, 238), rgb(221, 221, 221)); background-size: 100%; border-bottom-left-radius: 4px; border-bottom-right-radius: 4px; border-top-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-top-left-radius: 4px; border-top-right-radius: 4px; border-top-style: solid; border-width: 1px 0px 0px; color: #666666; cursor: pointer; display: inline-block; font-size: 10px; line-height: 1; margin: 4px 2px 0px 0px; padding: 2px 4px 3px; vertical-align: top;">21</strong> And further, submit to one another out of reverence for Christ.</span><span class="verse Eph_5_22" style="-webkit-background-clip: padding; background-clip: padding-box; border-bottom-left-radius: 4px; border-bottom-right-radius: 4px; border-top-left-radius: 4px; border-top-right-radius: 4px; border: 0px; margin: 0px 0px 0px 3px; padding: 0px;"><strong style="-webkit-background-clip: padding; background-clip: padding-box; background-color: #eeeeee; background-image: -webkit-linear-gradient(top, rgb(238, 238, 238), rgb(221, 221, 221)); background-size: 100%; border-bottom-left-radius: 4px; border-bottom-right-radius: 4px; border-top-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-top-left-radius: 4px; border-top-right-radius: 4px; border-top-style: solid; border-width: 1px 0px 0px; color: #666666; cursor: pointer; display: inline-block; font-size: 10px; line-height: 1; margin: 4px 2px 0px 0px; padding: 2px 4px 3px; vertical-align: top;">22</strong> For wives, this means submit to your husbands as to the Lord.</span><span class="verse Eph_5_23" style="-webkit-background-clip: padding; background-clip: padding-box; border-bottom-left-radius: 4px; border-bottom-right-radius: 4px; border-top-left-radius: 4px; border-top-right-radius: 4px; border: 0px; margin: 0px 0px 0px 3px; padding: 0px;"><strong style="-webkit-background-clip: padding; background-clip: padding-box; background-color: #eeeeee; background-image: -webkit-linear-gradient(top, rgb(238, 238, 238), rgb(221, 221, 221)); background-size: 100%; border-bottom-left-radius: 4px; border-bottom-right-radius: 4px; border-top-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-top-left-radius: 4px; border-top-right-radius: 4px; border-top-style: solid; border-width: 1px 0px 0px; color: #666666; cursor: pointer; display: inline-block; font-size: 10px; line-height: 1; margin: 4px 2px 0px 0px; padding: 2px 4px 3px; vertical-align: top;">23</strong> For a husband is the head of his wife as Christ is the head of the church. He is the Savior of his body, the church.</span></div>
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<span class="verse Eph_5_24" style="-webkit-background-clip: padding; background-clip: padding-box; background-color: white; border-bottom-left-radius: 4px; border-bottom-right-radius: 4px; border-top-left-radius: 4px; border-top-right-radius: 4px; border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><strong style="-webkit-background-clip: padding; background-clip: padding-box; background-color: #eeeeee; background-image: -webkit-linear-gradient(top, rgb(238, 238, 238), rgb(221, 221, 221)); background-size: 100%; border-bottom-left-radius: 4px; border-bottom-right-radius: 4px; border-top-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-top-left-radius: 4px; border-top-right-radius: 4px; border-top-style: solid; border-width: 1px 0px 0px; color: #666666; cursor: pointer; display: inline-block; font-size: 10px; line-height: 1; margin: 4px 2px 0px 0px; padding: 2px 4px 3px; vertical-align: top;">24</strong> As the church submits to Christ, so you wives should submit to your husbands in everything.</span><span class="verse Eph_5_25 selected" style="-webkit-background-clip: padding; background-color: white; border-bottom-left-radius: 4px; border-bottom-right-radius: 4px; border-top-left-radius: 4px; border-top-right-radius: 4px; border: 0px; margin: 0px 0px 0px 3px; padding: 0px;"><strong style="-webkit-background-clip: padding; background-clip: padding-box; background-image: -webkit-linear-gradient(top, rgb(238, 238, 238), rgb(221, 221, 221)); background-size: 100%; border-bottom-left-radius: 4px; border-bottom-right-radius: 4px; border-top-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-top-left-radius: 4px; border-top-right-radius: 4px; border-top-style: solid; border-width: 1px 0px 0px; color: #666666; cursor: pointer; display: inline-block; font-size: 10px; line-height: 1; margin: 4px 2px 0px 0px; padding: 2px 4px 3px; vertical-align: top;">25</strong> For husbands, this means love your wives, just as Christ loved the church. He gave up his life for her</span><span class="verse Eph_5_26" style="-webkit-background-clip: padding; background-clip: padding-box; background-color: white; border-bottom-left-radius: 4px; border-bottom-right-radius: 4px; border-top-left-radius: 4px; border-top-right-radius: 4px; border: 0px; margin: 0px 0px 0px 3px; padding: 0px;"><strong style="-webkit-background-clip: padding; background-clip: padding-box; background-color: #eeeeee; background-image: -webkit-linear-gradient(top, rgb(238, 238, 238), rgb(221, 221, 221)); background-size: 100%; border-bottom-left-radius: 4px; border-bottom-right-radius: 4px; border-top-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-top-left-radius: 4px; border-top-right-radius: 4px; border-top-style: solid; border-width: 1px 0px 0px; color: #666666; cursor: pointer; display: inline-block; font-size: 10px; line-height: 1; margin: 4px 2px 0px 0px; padding: 2px 4px 3px; vertical-align: top;">26</strong> to make her holy and clean, washed by the cleansing of God’s word.<span class="trans" style="-webkit-background-clip: padding; background-clip: padding-box; background-color: #eeeeee; background-image: -webkit-linear-gradient(top, rgb(238, 238, 238), rgb(221, 221, 221)); background-size: 100%; border-bottom-left-radius: 4px; border-bottom-right-radius: 4px; border-top-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-top-left-radius: 4px; border-top-right-radius: 4px; border-top-style: solid; border-width: 1px 0px 0px; color: #666666; cursor: pointer; display: inline-block; font-size: 10px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 1; margin: 4px 2px 5px 0px; padding: 2px 4px 3px; vertical-align: top;" title=" Greek washed by water with the word.">t</span></span><span class="verse Eph_5_27" style="-webkit-background-clip: padding; background-clip: padding-box; background-color: white; border-bottom-left-radius: 4px; border-bottom-right-radius: 4px; border-top-left-radius: 4px; border-top-right-radius: 4px; border: 0px; margin: 0px 0px 0px 3px; padding: 0px;"><strong style="-webkit-background-clip: padding; background-clip: padding-box; background-color: #eeeeee; background-image: -webkit-linear-gradient(top, rgb(238, 238, 238), rgb(221, 221, 221)); background-size: 100%; border-bottom-left-radius: 4px; border-bottom-right-radius: 4px; border-top-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-top-left-radius: 4px; border-top-right-radius: 4px; border-top-style: solid; border-width: 1px 0px 0px; color: #666666; cursor: pointer; display: inline-block; font-size: 10px; line-height: 1; margin: 4px 2px 0px 0px; padding: 2px 4px 3px; vertical-align: top;">27</strong> He did this to present her to himself as a glorious church without a spot or wrinkle or any other blemish. Instead, she will be holy and without fault.</span><span class="verse Eph_5_28" style="-webkit-background-clip: padding; background-clip: padding-box; background-color: white; border-bottom-left-radius: 4px; border-bottom-right-radius: 4px; border-top-left-radius: 4px; border-top-right-radius: 4px; border: 0px; margin: 0px 0px 0px 3px; padding: 0px;"><strong style="-webkit-background-clip: padding; background-clip: padding-box; background-color: #eeeeee; background-image: -webkit-linear-gradient(top, rgb(238, 238, 238), rgb(221, 221, 221)); background-size: 100%; border-bottom-left-radius: 4px; border-bottom-right-radius: 4px; border-top-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-top-left-radius: 4px; border-top-right-radius: 4px; border-top-style: solid; border-width: 1px 0px 0px; color: #666666; cursor: pointer; display: inline-block; font-size: 10px; line-height: 1; margin: 4px 2px 0px 0px; padding: 2px 4px 3px; vertical-align: top;">28</strong> In the same way, husbands ought to love their wives as they love their own bodies. For a man who loves his wife actually shows love for himself.</span><span class="verse Eph_5_29" style="-webkit-background-clip: padding; background-clip: padding-box; background-color: white; border-bottom-left-radius: 4px; border-bottom-right-radius: 4px; border-top-left-radius: 4px; border-top-right-radius: 4px; border: 0px; margin: 0px 0px 0px 3px; padding: 0px;"><strong style="-webkit-background-clip: padding; background-clip: padding-box; background-color: #eeeeee; background-image: -webkit-linear-gradient(top, rgb(238, 238, 238), rgb(221, 221, 221)); background-size: 100%; border-bottom-left-radius: 4px; border-bottom-right-radius: 4px; border-top-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-top-left-radius: 4px; border-top-right-radius: 4px; border-top-style: solid; border-width: 1px 0px 0px; color: #666666; cursor: pointer; display: inline-block; font-size: 10px; line-height: 1; margin: 4px 2px 0px 0px; padding: 2px 4px 3px; vertical-align: top;">29</strong> No one hates his own body but feeds and cares for it, just as Christ cares for the church.</span></div>
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1 Corinthians 13:1-7Ashlee Brookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14702564366876569360noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7556452375562807737.post-90885754920445476522012-05-31T17:05:00.002-07:002012-05-31T17:06:31.931-07:00Daily Thoughts.So since last night my mind hasn't stopped running about the future......and not one of those mindsets on, idk what the future holds, I just wish God would tell me already, or I hate not knowing.......but rather I am excited about the future, but I know I need to make some adjustment to my life before anything in the future can take place.<br />
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So if you ask my parents, the three games I played as a child, they would tell you.... 1. House 2. School 3. Mud pie shop (third one isn't important just funny) </div>
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Okay back to the point of this blog.... The two first things I played were house and school. Since i can remember which is about four.... I played house like no ones business. I would have a baby doll and come up with elaborate stories in my head. My husband would be like my daddy (in the ministry) and I would have anywhere from two to four babies. I loved playing it and couldn't wait till it became a reality. Little did I know when I was four, that it would take awhile for that to become a reality. <br />
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So why do I mention playing house? Well because I know in the future I will be married and have a family. (boy oh boy can i tell you i'm excited) I have always had my life planned out (my way) but over the past twenty-four hours, I have realized that God had HUGE plans for me, my future spouse, and my future children. I also realized I'm just 21. Although I'd like to be married by 22 and my first kid at 24, I know God is going to rock my world when I meet my hunky man or finally realize who he is..... and it will be perfect timing. GOD'S timing. I want to be the wife in <span style="background-color: #eeeeee;"><span style="color: purple;"><b><u>Proverbs 31</u></b></span>.</span> I want my husband and I to live life for the sheer purpose of serving Jesus Christ. I want to marry a man who is called to the ministry (and who loves baseball lol) so we can serve along side each other. I want the man who I can just sit on the couch with and watch the Texas Rangers on summer nights and totally love it! I know people think I'm crazy, but that's one of the things I'm sooooo excited for.....watching baseball with my boo! I want to have my children grow up like I did. In a house that was fun, loving, strict, and laid back. I want to raise my children the way my parents raised my sister and I. Letting us make our own decisions but at the same time teaching us about Jesus Christ. Never holding us back and letting us fill all of our dreams. If I can say one thing about my upraising was that my parents rocked! They never held me back, if anything they have pushed me and encouraged me to fill any of my dreams I might have. I want to raise me children like that!</blockquote>
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The second game I played was school. I loved playing school and as soon as my little sister was able to walk, she was in my "classroom". We had this extra living area in our house that we called the computer room. It was a big room and I would make desks and assign Erin to do homework.<br />
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ERIN::: I am sorry for doing that to you but thanks for being a trooper!<br />
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As soon as I stepped into Mrs. Turmans kindergarten classroom, I knew I was suppose to be a teacher. So at five I heard God's calling. It has never changed. I get frustrated with my major almost every day because the classes are STUPID, but I am so excited to see twenty little faces in my class and given the opportunity to teach them. The most rewarding thing is, I just don't want to teach them math, science, reading, writing, and social studies but I want them to know I love them, but it isn't my love, but Jesus Christ through me. I want to love on my future students like Jesus loved on the children in<span style="background-color: #eeeeee;"> <b style="-webkit-background-clip: padding; background-clip: padding-box; border: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 25px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="color: purple;"><a href="http://www.youversion.com/bible/Luke.18.16.nlt" style="-webkit-background-clip: padding; background-clip: padding-box; border: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 25px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">Luke 18:16 (NLT)</a> "</span></b></span><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 25px;"><b><span style="background-color: #eeeeee; color: purple;">Then Jesus called for the children and said to the disciples, “Let the children come to me. Don’t stop them! For the Kingdom of God belongs to those who are like these children"</span></b><span style="background-color: white; color: #444444;">.</span></span> No child will enter my room and not be given love, gracy, mercy, and forgiveness. I want my students to see Jesus through me. I want to teach in a public school in the metorplex (inner-city) , so that the children who don't have good home lives can see Jesus through me and maybe just maybe get off the streets. I will just state this now I will not put my kids in private school or in a place that secludes them from the world. We are called to be apart of the world and so my children will be in the world.<span style="color: purple;"><b><u> <span style="background-color: #eeeeee;">"<span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 25px;">Direct your </span><em style="-webkit-background-clip: padding; background-clip: padding-box; border: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font-style: normal; line-height: 25px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">children</em></span></u><span style="background-color: #eeeeee;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 25px;"><u> onto the right path, and when they are older, they will not leave it."</u> </span><span style="color: purple;"><a href="http://www.youversion.com/bible/Prov.22.6.nlt" style="-webkit-background-clip: padding; background-clip: padding-box; border: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 25px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">Proverbs 22:6 (NLT)</a>.</span></span></b></span><span style="background-color: white;"> </span>I also won't homeschool my children because I don't want to be with them all the time :p I want them to see the world and not me all the time. OMG poor kids if they have to see me. </blockquote>
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So why am I writing this? Well for a few reasons<br />
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1. I need to stop trying to justify why a guy is right for me. I will just know it when he comes into my life. It will come natural, not forced, not fake, but true love.....because it will be of God.<br />
2. As much as I want to be mommy, it will come and life will be perfect.<br />
3. My mission field is a classroom in an inner city in the metroplex. That's my calling. I am also called to work with inner city kids in a church setting, and mission trips in the summer during my summer break. All that will fall into place!<br />
4. As much as I am sick of the single life, I embrace it and I know that God is going to rock my world when the time is right. I am going to enjoy life and when the time is right, I will thank Jesus for letting me enjoy this stage of life (single living)<br />
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So in twenty-four hours my head has been going crazy but in a good way! I'm excited to see what happens but I am going to focus on the now!<br />
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<br /></div>Ashlee Brookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14702564366876569360noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7556452375562807737.post-47328396914437218592012-04-29T18:35:00.001-07:002012-04-29T18:37:29.655-07:00Mission Arlington<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">HEY!!! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">So I HAVE to tell you about my weekend!! This weekend has been planned since January and I have looked forward to it all semester!! We even started a bible study in January for it! This weekend = Amazing-ness! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">So why was it so amazing?? Well let me tell you!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Myself and five of my girlfriends loaded up two cars with food, water, work clothes, church clothes, and bibles! We left San Angelo at 1 on Friday and drove to Mineral Wells. We hung out with my family and prepared for the next day (that's when my excitement kicks in) but before I can tell you about Saturday, I have to finish Friday. I haven't felt my life so complete before. I had Jesus (duh!), my family, plus my amazing beautiful best friends with me all in one house!!! PERFECTION! okay now moving on......</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">We woke up at 5:00a.m. (if you aren't familiar with this time of day, it's still dark outside and many places are still closed) We were on the road by 5:45 on our way to Arlington, TX. We went to downtown Arlington and went to a place called Mission Arlington. We got there around 7 and were put to work by 7:15. We weren't sure what we were going to do, we just knew we were there to be the hands and feet of Christ. We were hoping for lots of interaction and getting to "preach" the gospel. Well.....</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">We got put in a clothes room. We were given instructions to pack up winter clothes and load them on the truck and then hang the clothes that needed to be hung....easy right?!? WRONG! the clothes just kept coming in full force, we could never catch up and it was a bit overwhelming and discouraging. I could tell my girls were getting frustrated. 6 girls plus some of the girls assigned to mission Arlington to complete their community service in one room that wasn't well ventilated was a tad exhausting.... so around 11:30 we decided to go find a place downtown to have a picnic and regain our composser..... </span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">side note, thank you to Wynell and Kelli for providing our food! It was delicious and a huge stress taken off of us, and it also enabled us to do more work and not search or go out and buy food!!<br />Hey girls it's almost lunchtime which means you're about halfway done! Keep it up! Remember to work as though you're working for God not man! YOU ARE MAKING A DIFFERENCE!! Keep up the good work ladies! Remember the harvest is great but the workers are few!!<br />Ms. Tillie is probably in her late seventies early eighties. She founded Mission Arlington. It started off as an apartment complex, but people kept coming to her in need, so she opened up a food pantry, and clothes closet, and drop off. It has now grown to have medical center, dental center, child care, a church building, furniture barn, Christmas store, and so much more! She and her son run it. They said on average every day 1,000 people walk through the doors for help plus during Christmas time they serve 3,000 people and share Luke 2 (Christmas story) in six different languages!!! Ms. Tillie, is still just as active, hoping into big semi trailers and unloading and loading like she was twenty! Amazing woman and STRONG!<br />Each of the 130 kids had a bible and highlighted, wrote a note, and then gave it to a stranger. One girl gave me her bible she had been studying out of! WHAT A BLESSING! Kara and Kayla also received one. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">So as we were sitting at lunch, I asked what the girls thought.... many said they weren't expecting this and that we were actually going to be "preaching" the gospel. Well at that time one of our friends, who couldn't go on the trip due to health issues last minute sent us this text message....</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">So reading that, it hit us, we might not be "preaching" the gospel but we are helping someone else do it.... If we weren't folding and hanging clothes then that would take someone out from the front lines and maybe lose an opportunity to tell someone about Jesus..... So we were prepared to spend the rest of the day in that room working like it was the last job on the planet....</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">We got back to find a few more girls in there assigned from the courts, and it was tight quarters. The clothes had quadrupled and it was miserable..... I finally just prayed, and asked God if I should go talk to Ms. Tillie about a new job. (He said yes as clear as day)....... I walked into her office, and before the words could come out of my mouth, she said "I've been waiting for yall, ready for a new job? Go get the girls!"</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">SO back to our day.... She told us 130 fourth and fifth graders were about to walk through the door and they needed group leaders, to help lead them in working....... Can you say God's timing is perfect?!?!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">We are all education majors and really wanted to hang out with kids..... So Ms. Tillie told us to take them to a parking lot and split them up into groups, then we were each given jobs.....Emily's and my group of 30 kids were taken back to the clothes closet -_-. lol i was like REALLY??!?! lol. but the kids worked HARD!!!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I loved seeing them work so hard to get a job done, they only worked for an hour but they worked hard. You could see sweat and concentration trying to complete a job.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Taylor and Jill's group organized school supplies and bagged candy.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Kayla's group cleaned the church building.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Kara's group had to lug water to a storage building. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">When it was all done and the kids were pooped they were still saying scripture! The two they kept saying were "Acts 1:18" and "Micah 6:8". </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">When we were done with the kiddos we were put out to unload the cars of stuff coming in for donations. We were working with the the kids and adults serving community service hours. These folks were rough. They have had a hard life and chose not so smart lifestyles. Hearing their stories broke my heart, but i told the girls work with a big smile on your face and show Jesus to them.....</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Well sure enough the first reaction wasn't positive but during our two and half hours out there, they came around and we were able to work aside them. They were shocked people would drive five hours to come and serve because they just wanted to!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">When we left we headed to the Texas Rangers game and had a blast!!! (Jill, Kara, Taylor, and I were on the jumbo scream dancing like dorks)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">We got home around midnight and were finally in bed by 1:00 (that's being up, working, no sleep, in the heat for 20 hours)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">But we weren't too grouchy or tired. I really think we were just totally pumped to be serving the Lord!!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Sunday (today)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">We went to my dad's church and then made it back to Angelo around 4:30!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">It was an amazing weekend! I have learned so much about these girls and myself! It was amazing to serve the Lord with the most amazing best friends I have ever had!!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">SO real quick here is what the Lord taught me::</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Our verse was "Where you go I'll go" -Ruth 1:16. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">1. If you have read this blog before, you'll know I really don't like San Angelo but I know this is where God has put me, so I will go and be here for he next eight months serving Christ here in San Angelo (good thing I have my girls here)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">2. After planning this mission trip and executing it, I have a love for doing this stuff, and i realized I can't wait to work with my husband doing stuff like this, but it will be God's timing.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">3. I am called to Arlington, Texas (this weekend was just a confirmation)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">4. God has grown me a lot, even when I wasn't a big fan of him.... I am 21 now and almost out on my own (no more college). He has big things in store for me and this weekend just showed it!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">SO i hope you enjoyed this blog (if you read all of it). Sorry it was long, I got excited! Thank you for your prayers. Love to all!! Enjoy some pics from our trip!</span><br />
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Thank you Jill, Kara, Taylor, Kayla, and Emily for loving Jesus, for being amazing friends, and serving Jesus this weekend!!! I love yall!! </blockquote>Ashlee Brookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14702564366876569360noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7556452375562807737.post-31661343410757289002012-04-23T19:56:00.000-07:002012-04-23T20:08:03.248-07:00Broke Down on the Side of the Bed.<br />
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Hey guys! Long time no talk, sorry this semester has been crazy. Let me update you on a few things real quick so you know how life is going.<br />
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<li> I'm doing really well in classes this semester! </li>
<li>Two weeks till i'm done! Pretty pumped. </li>
<li>I got a little promotion at work and still love my job.</li>
<li> I have found a group of girls, who have saved my life, so to speak.</li>
<li> I turned 21 and had my very first alcoholic beverage.</li>
<li> I am now in charge of Upward Cheerleading here in San Angelo!</li>
<li> I move into my first apartment in two weeks!</li>
<li> I leave for Kenya in just 3 months! WOOPIE </li>
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So there's a quick update on my life. Just some of the main points.... but here is why i am writing.... i'm going to be very honest here, so bare with me.<br />
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Since I was a little girl I have had my whole life mapped out. I was to be engaged in college, find the love of my life, and shortly after graduation get married. I was going to wait exactly two years before I had my first child. I had so many details of my life planned out. It was my perfect life.......but read clearly it was MY perfect life.
I have always prayed God would comply to my life and that my life would magically be just like i have planned, and I would say it's God's way, but in all reality that's just not the case.......<br />
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So the week before my 21st birthday, it all came crashing down and I got the biggest reality check I've ever gotten. I was not going to get married by the time I graduated college, I don't even know who my husband will be. There is a possibility I will have to live alone the first year of my teaching career, there is a chance that I won't meet "the one" till i get to Arlington. So when I realized that, I <span style="color: red;"><u>shut</u> </span>down. Now I need you to pay attention the word shut, because that's exactly what I did... For almost a month now I've been <u><span style="color: red;">shut </span></u>down. Off mode. I have been extremely unhappy, on the verge of depressed. In all reality I was freaking pissed at God.(keep reading, i'm gonna jump around)<br />
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The crazy thing is, I am also totally in love with Jesus at the same time. I can't tell you why or how I had both emotions but i did. God is sending me to Kenya in July, and the more i get to talk to people about it, or get trip info, I just find so much joy in God. I also have been blessed to lead an amazing bible study, where these girls and I really dive into the word and invest so much of ourselves in each other. I love seeing God work in them, and that makes me fall more in love with God, but while i'm so giddy with God I am also so livid with him.<br />
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So why am I angry with God? plain and simple, my plan didn't work out, I am not a fan of San Angelo, I miss my church back home, the one church i loved in San Angelo was taken from me, i'm alone.... so I got angry.....<br />
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For almost a month now, I haven't opened my bible, except to lead bible study (hypocritical huh?) My prayers have been shallow. I pray for my family and girls but past that my prayers aren't really heartfelt.
SO today at work I must have daydreamed and during that I had a panic attack, nothing major (I've had quite a few this semester) they usually make me sick but today i caught it early. So tonight I couldn't stop coughing. It was painful, i couldn't catch my breath. I was watching the Rangers game (no surprise there) and when it was finished. I grabbed my bible and opened it up for the first time in a long time........ I was called to read Zephaniah. Why? don't have a clue.....<br />
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There's a verse in that book, that has been on my mind since my birthday. <span style="background-color: white; color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"><b><u>Zephaniah 3:17.</u></b></span> I read it at bible study last week, but it wasn't till tonight I put meaning behind it.<br />
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<b><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="color: #f1c232;"> </span><span style="color: #cc0000;">"For the LORD your God is living among you</span><span style="color: #f1c232;"> </span><span style="color: #3d85c6;">(Ashlee he is right beside you)</span></span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="color: #f1c232;"> </span><span style="color: #cc0000;">He is a mighty savior.</span><span style="color: #f1c232;"> </span><span style="color: #3d85c6;">(Ashlee he can do anything!) </span></span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="color: #cc0000;">He will take delight in you with gladness</span><span style="color: #f1c232;"> </span><span style="color: #3d85c6;">(Ashlee he things you are amazing, he made you and loves you) </span></span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="color: #cc0000;">With his love, he will calm all your fears.</span><span style="color: #f1c232;"> </span><span style="color: #3d85c6;">(Ashlee don't fret, God is going to take those fears, let him have them)</span></span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="color: #cc0000;"> He will rejoice over you with joyful songs."</span><span style="color: #f1c232;"> </span><span style="color: #3d85c6;">(Ashlee he's with you always and is singing the song of your heart.) </span></span></b><br />
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So why do i write this long blog??? I feel like Christians make Christianity seem easy or they become holy rollers, and it causes a weird disbelief in Christianity. I feel like Christians aren't real anymore. We hide our sins, our failures, and we act like we have it together by posting crap on facebook or twitter that is only shallow bologna. I hate it! I want to be real with you!!!<br />
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I haven't read my bible in a month!!! But you know what? God still delights in me. He knows I was angry, He knows I was frustrated, he knows I was confused, but he loved me regardless.<br />
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THE CRAZY THING IS:::: he still used me.<br />
Don't you dare think that because you have messed up or haven't been the A+ Christian student that God is just going to let you wiggle around by yourself. HECK NO!! He uses you. He uses you through your inconsistencies, through your sin, and through you in general!<br />
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So with all that said, I <span style="color: red;"><u>broke</u></span> down tonight on the side of my bed. I admitted I was angry and I reached out and touched the cloak of Jesus. Sometimes you feel like you're too far gone, but let me assure you friend. God is never out of reach!!!
So where ever you are, if you are like me and just plum frustrated with God (and yes that is okay to say) just break down. Sometimes that's the best thing to do. I am not going to lie and say I am H-A-PP-Y with God right now, but I'm done shutting him out and with HIS help I can overcome my feelings.<br />
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Don't fake it till you feel it, be honest with yourself and God. Just cry out!! I love you all! :)Ashlee Brookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14702564366876569360noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7556452375562807737.post-60228773921381636392012-03-08T10:05:00.004-08:002012-03-08T10:29:41.794-08:00Not a Fan! Let's take a stand!I have been pretty disgusted with people, I know not Christlike, but let me explain!<br /><br />First off, know that I love children, I love missions, I do not live on this planet for myself.....but for Jesus Christ.<br /><br /><br /><br />Okay with that said, let's get started..... If you are on facebook or any social media (which i assume since you are reading this, you are) You have seen the videos, posters, pictures for Kony 2012.... If you have just seen them and haven't watched the video, take a minute and watch it real quick, then keep reading. (it's posted at the bottom of this blog). <br /><br />If you have seen it, you know that there has been a man, who for the last 26 years, has abducted, raped, killed, abused, etc 31,000 small children..... the boys are made into child soldiers and the girls are forced into sex slavery.....just in case you don't understand the word children, go to any local park on any given day and look. (they are small, innocent, helpless, little humans) For 26 years this man has gotten away with this, and finally something is being done about it...... Praise Jesus! But big whoop if we don't do something...<br /><br />Let me explain:<br /> We have made awareness by copying the link and posting it on our page, some of you have bought the action kit, become sponsors.... but how do OUR lives change?????? now I am not just talking Kony 2012, but I am talking about the thousands upon thousands of situations that are like this one, that haven't been brought to the public's attention. <br /><br />As a Christian, I feel a lot of responsibility..... No, I'm not saying that I made Kony do this, but why haven't we, as Christians, been more progressive with getting out the good news of Christ out there........ Crap! Why haven't we been more progressive with getting the good news of Christ out there with our own country.<br /><br />God called us to be his ambassadors, his servants, his hands and feet.......yet we worry about shoes and getting our hair did (yes, i'm guilty). We live in a very plush life, whether the government has it together or not, we live in a country where we can walk outside, without having to look over our shoulder from a man trying to abduct our children, rape women, or kill.... We have got to get a reality check people...<br /><br /><br />Part of me, I guess, since I have been out of America and have seen, this hits home HARD, but we have got to STOP STOP STOP being selfish Americans. We don't deserve that we were born in this country.... we were blessed. We could be one of those children who have been abducted in Uganda. <br /><br />It' says in Acts 1:8 "But you will receive power when the Holy Spirit comes upon you. And you will be my witnesses, telling people about me everywhere—in Jerusalem, throughout Judea, in Samaria, and to the ends of the earth.” .......Let me break that down for you in today's time.<br /><br />Jerusalem: your home town!<br />Judea: your state!<br />Samaria: your country!<br />ends of the earth: other countries!<br /><br /><br /><br />So how do we do that?<br /><br />first off, for me, I'm a college student, and this semester have been given the opportunity to lead a bible study for education majors (my major)! It's been incredible! I've seen girls come to the Lord, grow, and lead each other to Christ! BOOM! God is awesome<br /><br />second off, for me, I'm a college student, and within my bible study we are going on a mission trip, to Arlington to help and serve that community.<br /><br />third off, for me, I'm a college student, I am going to Arizona Saturday, for spring break, that will be my mission field.....maybe not to preach but to show the Love of God to people i encounter. <br /><br />fourth off, for me, I'm a college student, I am going to Kenya in July to work and serve orphans and to show them the love of Christ.<br /><br /><br />I am a college student who lives on this earth to serve Jesus Christ, what are you? Who are you? What are you doing? Are you taking life for granted? Are you doing something?<br /><br /><br />I'm not here to preach but just to stress the importance of awareness. As believers in Jesus Christ the Kony 2012 video or the multitude of videos on youtube of starving chidlren or countries at war, they should mess us up! They should make us want to do something..... if not, then we need to re-evaluate a lot of things in our lives.<br /><br />This Kony 2012 video, is not just a video, it's a real life event happening. Now I am not here to get you to understand Kony 2012, it's just a real life event happening that I know you all can relate too because you've seen the video. <br /><br /><br />It's our time to step up, people! Stop waiting for someone else to do it! It's our time! It's our time! It's our time! Let's go!!! We are God's hands and feet. It's time we stop wasting time and go to work! We aren't living on this earth for us! So we got to stop acting like it. Start with your campus.... It is totally possible to have a radical college movement to spread the word of God, but it has to start with us! Lets go!<br /><br /><br /><br /><iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Y4MnpzG5Sqc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe>Ashlee Brookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14702564366876569360noreply@blogger.com0