girl with a mission

Eventful times

Don't ask why I called the blog that.
Life has been interesting recently. I've really been trying to think about my Christian walk and trying to recapture the excitement that I had as a Christian when I was about 13. At that age I had just begun secondary school and most people knew I was a Christian and I would have endless discussions with them about Christianity. Now I'm older and I talk to older people I find it harder because they take the "intellectual" argument and stick their heels in. But I still love them all and I just pray that God will soften their hearts. One thing my Dad said was "that sometimes when you open your mouth that God puts the words in". This really encouraged me becuase it gave me more confidence.
I'm going to need confidence tomorrow though. I'm singing in this harvest concert (whatever it is) and I'm singing some of my compositions and ones about God. I know I've sung at it at school but at least there I know the people. But here I don't know anyone. And afterwards my singing teacher told me I could sell my cds there. How scary is that!! I'll update you on how it goes - but I better go now and carry on burning my cds ah!

Too much work

Wow last week I was bored because I didn't have enough work and now I have too much. I have 4 essays to write for Monday. These teachers are impossible.
Anyway this week I've been in an Opera called "Carmen". I thought it wasn't going to be any good but it's actually really good I loved it. My choir had to play French streetboys and had to take the mick out of soldiers and they would come and tell us off and we would have to pull faces and stuff - it was soo fun yet embarrassing. Oh well.
Another exciting thing that's going on is that I found this website called Christianbands and I've signed on and put one of my compositions on their. If you want to have a look go on my page.
Well I better go to bed now I'm really tired after tonight and I have church in the morning and I'm singing woo!

Greg?!
Originally uploaded by messyessy76.

Don't worry there is a reason for this picture- I wouldn't normally put up pics to scare people. Ok, well last Friday I, Luke, Bec and Greg went to the cinema to see "Pride and Prejudice". The boys were questioning on why they came and were convinced it wasn't going to be good. When we were coming home we were speaking about our thoughts of the film and Becky was blabbering on about how the bbc version was better bla bla and I was saying how great it was and how I was in tears. This comment took a shock to the lads and were like "how could you cry to that?!" and I said cause it was so romantic and beautiful. Then about 1am I got a text from greg (btw at this point me and Bec were having a sleepover and greg and luke were), so I got this text and I was like ok whys he texting me at this time and he admitted that he had "wet eyes" as he called it during the film, he felt he had to tell me instead of luke telling me. So these pictures may make him look like a strong heartless cold man - but inside you will find a warm-hearted baby- awww Greg!

First experience of 6th form

Well after my first week in 6th form I feel that I can make a fairer judgment than I was going to after my first day. I have found it to be kinda boring because I've had about 2 or 3 hours of frees per day. And I know I will be wanting more as soon as I've got work but at the moment it kinda seems easy and I'm getting a bit bored.
One exciting thing is that I've been made a music prefect along with Luke, Emily and Sara. I now get to lead the choirs and orchestras and stuff and organise all the music and it means I can get out of the sports afternoon at school- woo!
Well I start psychology tomorrow because it's an evening class and I get it once a week and in one lesson we have to fit in 5 hours of work - how people pass this class I will never know. I've decided that I want to get straight As for Alevel, I feel like I've got more confidence now after my GCSEs and I know I can push myself. So I better go now and start working lol!!

End of the summer!

I suppose I should tell you what happened to me at soul survivor, it was just an awesome 5days and I really want to go next time. I suppose in my view the first 4 days were fairly normal- I was kind of expecting the deep end from the beginning if you get me. I then learnt from this that it wasn't where I was that gave me the depth of God, but me and we were reminded that it doesn't matter where we are because God is the same everywhere, as obvious as that is we still kind of need those reminders.

Day 5 - seriously if you scare easy with God stuff just don't read this paragraph!
OK, well day 5 - the day we were leaving. The group split in the evening so those who were tired could go home and the rest who wanted to stay for the last meeting could. I stayed and Gods spirit fell! It all started in the meeting when Mike P (guy speaking-cool dude) realised that there was such a presence of Gods spirit in the room and he decided to not preach at all and just let Gods spirit fall. So I was just standing there, arms out, hands open waiting for God. I was there for a bit just chatting along with God and sensing his presence resting on me and I was like well that’s great God but I want more, I want to be saturated!! So the next thing I knew was that I felt several hands on me praying (no idea who-but thanks) and I felt these random electric shock things that I had experienced previous that week and I knew it was the Holy spirit in me. So here I was getting excited- but I just wanted more! Well the next thing I knew I was on the floor, flat out. I was now numb from head to toe and I had that sensation of pins and needles all over me, like even on my chin and stuff-odd! I then tried to move my hand and realised I was paralysed – I couldn’t move at all and the only thing I could do was breathe and by this point apparently I was hyperventilating and scaring my mates – hehe! And through the breathing I was using all my strength to cry out “Lord” and as well as feeling slightly scared I was so excited at the same time it was just awesome and I’m sure everyone would think ahh no thanks. Then beside me I could hear this mans voice just asking for more and more and I was there thinking ‘you know what I’m ok!’. Then I remember the pins and needles fading off but my left arm was still completely paralysed. I then thought I was going deaf as all sound around me faded out and I felt like my ears were inside seashells of something. But then to my amazement I started seeing pictures of what I believe was heaven. I saw thousands of people, maybe angels praising God and all their faces were identical and I was travelling down loads of corridors – just to feel the hugeness of heaven and I could see so many rooms, just to show that they are waiting for us. I’m just in awe of how amazing God is. My hearing came back and I spent a while trying to move my hand and trying to move my fingers. The movement soon came back and I thought it was now time to get off the wet floor – pointing out that on that day it poured down and the place where we were sitting leaked so was really wet. I sat up and went all light headed and collapsed down again. I felt so weak; I couldn’t hold my body up to sit let alone stand. I lay there helpless for a bit as Becky and Beth were mothering me. I was wrapped round with jumpers and was helped to sit up, took a few attempts but I got there. The next step was to stand – now that took a while. For some reason my legs were really weak and I just couldn’t keep balance. Luckily we were sitting next to a pole so I stood up and held myself to the pole. I got so desperate to jump when songs like ‘Dancing generation’ came on. I tried but lamely fell down again. I got to a point where I was like ok I don’t care if I fall because I’ll be falling to God one day, so when ‘I will dance I will sing’ came on I decided that I WILL dance for the King, even though I’d look stupid – David didn’t care how stupid he looked dancing to God when he wrote the song in Psalms. As soon as I was there dancing and jumping I seemed to be fine and it was like I was healed while praising God – it was awesome and it made me want to dance more.

That night I was taught so much like how much I take for granted and if I’m thinking about it God is still teaching me this because I haven’t been able to sing for the past 2 weeks because I’ve had such a sore throat that I could just about talk but singing was a no go. And if you know me you will know that I love singing and I do it everyday!
Anyway – summer’s ended and as well as feeling sad about going back to school and starting 6th form I’m kinda happy too because I feel like I can make a more of a difference to the world if I’m in it! Because I am a history maker!