Hello and happy new year, everyone! say ‘twenty-ten’. I’m gonna have to get used to writing 10 on my papers instead of 09. speaking of papers, school starts this monday.
THE HORROR!!
yeah. but it’ll be nice to get back into routine.
I went to my friend Olivia’s house on New Year’s Eve along with my other friend Elodie. We played games and chatted and ate junk food and did sparklers. I gave them my blog address, so if you’re reading this, friends, double hello! twas a blast. Then I went back home around 9, and my family watched the ball drop on TV. We toasted with Martinelli’s sparkling apple cider (no alcohol). it’s a tradition. I was so happy, I felt like I had wings! I practically flitted around for the 15 min. after midnight.
any resolutions? not really. ok, one: i’m going to dig into Scripture EVERY DAY. I’ve been slacking off, and I’m gonna read at least one chapter a day and THINK about it. ooh, ooh! on that subject, there’s this site called YouVersion. It’s an e-Bible that recently came up with some reading plans. Check it out:
http://www.youversion.com/
and, my brother found this site called Kiva. you have a certain amount of money, and you lend it to Kiva. Then the money goes through a certain organization, and then to an entrepreneur in need. then, when they earn enough money from their business, they pay it back to you. tis Cool! read more here:
http://www.kiva.org/
yah…
and merry belated Christmas! Here’s a Christmas gift for all to read.
The Child King
O come let us adore him…
They sang as they went rushing by.
Let us bring him silver, gold!
They shouted as they ran on by.
Gifts for a king,
The holy One?
Do they mean
The Messiah’s come?
But where’s the parade,
The castle and stuff?
‘Cause I was told
The king’d be tough
And chase those Romans out of town.
But the night is silent. So’s the town.
A bleating noise falls on my ear.
Hey, what’s that crying sound I hear?
I quickly run to a stable near:
And what’s a baby doing here?
Sure enough, the ox and lamb
Are standing by his pap and mam.
And the baby’s sleeping in a manger.
This keeps getting stranger and stranger.
Is this the King? He’s just a child!
Sure, he’s tender, sweet, and mild,
But where’re his subjects, his castle, his riches?
His palace is a stable with cobwebs in the niches
(And it’s kind of smelly). His subjects? Oy,
His parents, a cow, a shepherd boy,
A handful of peasants, a donkey, um….
And a drummer boy?
Pa-rum-pum-pum-pum.
Not a lord or lady or palace in sight.
Hey, look, there’s a camel out there in the night!
There’s a bunch of guys with three presents:
Some gold, some myrrh, some frankincense.
There’s the treasure…but where’s the king?
Whoa, wait a minute. Did I see a wing?
That baby must be one special guy
If God sent some angels to fly in the sky
And tell people of this wonderful birth
So they could tell others and bless the earth.
Then Jesus woke up, and I looked at his face—
It was filled with love, God’s goodness, and grace.
I knew he was perfect, so pure and holy,
The mighty God, the Child so lowly,
And yes, the King who would save us all.
But I had no gift…okay, something small.
It wasn’t a lot, but at least ‘twas a start.
Right then and there, I gave him my heart.
I asked Mary and Joseph, “Can I sing a song?”
They nodded yes, and the drummer played along:
Silent night, holy night
Son of God, love’s pure light
Radiant beams from Thy holy face
With the dawn of redeeming grace
Jesus, Lord at thy birth,
Jesus, Lord at thy birth.
And when I was done, he smiled at me!
The Prince of Peace, the Child king,
He smiled at me and the boy with his drum.
He smiled at us. Pa-rum-pum-pum-pum.
Emmanuel, Emmanuel,
He smiled at me.
Pa-rum-pum-pum-pum.
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Happy New year!!
ibby out.