Friday, March 11, 2011
Saturday, September 25, 2010
Two Blinded Sides by Leah Neill
THIS IS A BLOG BY MY 12 YEAR OLD GRANDDAUGHTER LEAH NEILL
There are those who want to be different; have a different lifestyle. They care more about fitting in and being cool. When there are people who care more about being themselves and being true. I have two blinded sides of me. I always care about me looking great and being cool. But I also care about who I really am. I always said I'm going to be who I am and not be ashamed. But when the reality comes near, you change sides and be who you want. It's hard to be two blinded because then you don't know who you are. I know who I want to be though. Whenever I think of me having fame I think of how I would get there. By being who I'm not or by being who I am.
You always wonder about what people think of you when you walk into the room. When you should really think about how you really are in the heart. When I think about God, I think about why he created me. But then I say because I have a purpose. I have a chance to do what I'm best at. I just can't wait till that moment comes; when I just know where I have to stand. I have two blinded sides of me, but I have chosen to be who I really am.
Leah Neill
There are those who want to be different; have a different lifestyle. They care more about fitting in and being cool. When there are people who care more about being themselves and being true. I have two blinded sides of me. I always care about me looking great and being cool. But I also care about who I really am. I always said I'm going to be who I am and not be ashamed. But when the reality comes near, you change sides and be who you want. It's hard to be two blinded because then you don't know who you are. I know who I want to be though. Whenever I think of me having fame I think of how I would get there. By being who I'm not or by being who I am.
You always wonder about what people think of you when you walk into the room. When you should really think about how you really are in the heart. When I think about God, I think about why he created me. But then I say because I have a purpose. I have a chance to do what I'm best at. I just can't wait till that moment comes; when I just know where I have to stand. I have two blinded sides of me, but I have chosen to be who I really am.
Leah Neill
Sunday, March 14, 2010
Sanctuary
I cherish many things about the past. My family, my grandparents, the wonderful memories of holidays gone by. But one very special part of my past is belonging to a church body of believers. To be a part of and have been a part of a church body for over thirty years is quite extraordinary especially in these transient times. Although the church has changed and we have changed, it is still the same for me. The same in the sense of comfort, security, a safe place, a SANCTUARY; a place of God's presence.
During those 30+ years, we have built twice; moved once. I saw many people come and go. Even still the church remained my sanctuary. My family and I grew up there in many ways. My two children were a part of Sunday School, the Youth Group; wonderful fellowship and friendships were made there. This place of sanctuary and the people within are family.
Coupled with the many wonderful memories of the people, the events, and the special times with God, my sanctuary has been a rock, a solid place, a place where I belonged. Since moving over an hour away, we have not been able to be a part as often as we would like. And, what is more, since we've been away, I have realized how very important it really has been and how much I miss.
I miss being surrounded by a body of believers who embrace you, care for your family, pray for you even when you are not aware. I miss the comfort of a familiar place to gather for worship, and I miss having my family around me in that place.
As I mentioned the church has changed over the years, and just recently it has changed again. A new name, a new location; many of the people I have known became part of the new and a few stayed with the former. Even with this change, one thing remains and will always remain. This is my church, my sanctuary. The place I have found comfort, security, love, God's presence, fellowship and laughter. NOTHING can replace the memories I hold so dear. If I could, I would erase these past five years and find myself back home again. But as I have learned in life, God's purpose and timing is perfect, and change is part of that purpose.
So I will be content and know that "To everything there is a season, a time for every purpose under heaven."
During those 30+ years, we have built twice; moved once. I saw many people come and go. Even still the church remained my sanctuary. My family and I grew up there in many ways. My two children were a part of Sunday School, the Youth Group; wonderful fellowship and friendships were made there. This place of sanctuary and the people within are family.
Coupled with the many wonderful memories of the people, the events, and the special times with God, my sanctuary has been a rock, a solid place, a place where I belonged. Since moving over an hour away, we have not been able to be a part as often as we would like. And, what is more, since we've been away, I have realized how very important it really has been and how much I miss.
I miss being surrounded by a body of believers who embrace you, care for your family, pray for you even when you are not aware. I miss the comfort of a familiar place to gather for worship, and I miss having my family around me in that place.
As I mentioned the church has changed over the years, and just recently it has changed again. A new name, a new location; many of the people I have known became part of the new and a few stayed with the former. Even with this change, one thing remains and will always remain. This is my church, my sanctuary. The place I have found comfort, security, love, God's presence, fellowship and laughter. NOTHING can replace the memories I hold so dear. If I could, I would erase these past five years and find myself back home again. But as I have learned in life, God's purpose and timing is perfect, and change is part of that purpose.
So I will be content and know that "To everything there is a season, a time for every purpose under heaven."
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Historic Towns
The City of Roopville, was incorporated in 1885, growing from the original settlement started by Martin Roop, his wife, Elizabeth, and their 10 children.Roop migrated to Georgia from South Carolina and settled in the area in 1855. The Roop family became prosperous farmers and businessmen and contributed to the development of the entire area.Located on a high ridge in southern Carroll County nine miles southwest of Carrollton, Roopville is a small, close-knit community with a population of about 250. The Roopville Historical Society founded a museum located off U.S. 27 just past the post office to help preserve the city's rich history. The historical society also sponsors the annual Roopville Homecoming Festival in September. This will be its 70th year and it will include many arts and crafts from local artist.
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Friday, October 30, 2009
HERITAGE IN GRANDPARENTS
My daughter sent this to me last week and I thought it definitely worthy of posting! Enjoy.
Grandparents - A Key Relationship "Children's children are the crown of old men......" - Proverbs 17:6
Isn't it amazing how the normal conflicts in the parent-child relationship do not seem to be a problem with grandparents and grandchildren? Grandparents may have old-fashioned values, but they're admired by their grandkids. What do you think of when you think of a beloved grandparent? Even hardened cynics often get misty-eyed when recalling memories of a grandparent, yet grandparents are often the forgotten victims of divorce and separation.
In June of 2000, the Supreme Court defended the parents' right to restrict or cut off ties with the grandparents of their children. Parents, let's do all we can to enhance the relationship between our children and their grandparents. It's part of their heritage that they need to understand. It's part of their identity that makes them whole. God's Word says, "Grandchildren are the crown of old men." If at all possible, don't deny them their crown.
Grandparents - A Key Relationship "Children's children are the crown of old men......" - Proverbs 17:6
Isn't it amazing how the normal conflicts in the parent-child relationship do not seem to be a problem with grandparents and grandchildren? Grandparents may have old-fashioned values, but they're admired by their grandkids. What do you think of when you think of a beloved grandparent? Even hardened cynics often get misty-eyed when recalling memories of a grandparent, yet grandparents are often the forgotten victims of divorce and separation.
In June of 2000, the Supreme Court defended the parents' right to restrict or cut off ties with the grandparents of their children. Parents, let's do all we can to enhance the relationship between our children and their grandparents. It's part of their heritage that they need to understand. It's part of their identity that makes them whole. God's Word says, "Grandchildren are the crown of old men." If at all possible, don't deny them their crown.
Thursday, October 29, 2009
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