A Hundredfold

“Social Suicide,” Becky said “That is totally social suicide!” A group of cheerleaders sat in a semicircle around me, eight of them to be exact. It was the week of Cheerleading camp and the coach had sent them.

Count Your Blessing

It had been a rough week; nothing seemed to have gone right. Between frustrations at work, car trouble, every growing pile of bills, mounds of laundry, I was just overwhelmed. My plans for Saturday had all changed and items that needed to be completed still sat untouched. I was glad for Sunday and the normality it brings, and the encouragement I hoped to receive that morning. Yet, the singing didn’t uplift my weary soul, I was too grumpy to let others encourage me, and though the sermon was good but my mind had been too distracted to get the full meaning of it. I left service that morning much like I had come and was more frustrated with myself for not trying to get more out of it. That’s when a scripture came to my mind I Thessalonians 5:18.

A Girl In 'Love'

A Girl in “Love”
October 7, 2008

The following is a conversation between two girls and her thoughts and what it is like to be in “Love.”

An Alter and A Cane

They gathered in by the hundreds, they were in their prime of life. Energy almost seemed to ripple through the crowd, as apostolic young people from several states joined together for a great youth convention. Yet in the mist of all this strength, and power, youth that had more energy then anyone can attempt to put in some energy drink, was something that looked oddly out of place. With guys that stood tall and girls that could walk with grace and easy in heels, was a wheelchair, walker, crutches and other such stuff.

One Man's Story

One Man’s Story
June 23, 2008

Let me tell you a story that I promise is true
It may seem familiar because it not very new
It’s about a man beaten by this World’s awful games
Once a proud and strong man now full of sin and shame

Little bit about me

My name is Jacqueline Suzanne, I'm 24 years old. I'm from Arizona and I love Jesus with all of my heart! He is so good to me!

I don't claim to be a writer. I don't claim to be a poet. I don't claim to write songs. I'm not sure the right way to write a story. I make grammer mistakes. I may not know the correct way to start a story. I would like to call myself a Story Teller but you can't show that online in a blog.