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Hidden Art asked for a middle name meme!

Here are the rules:

1. You have to post these rules before you give the facts.
2. Players, you must list one fact that is somehow relevant to your life for each letter of their middle name. If you don’t have a middle name, use the middle name you would have liked to have had.
3. When you are tagged you need to write your own blog-post containing your own middle name game facts.
4. At the end of your blog-post, you need to choose one person for each letter of your middle name to tag.
5. Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged, and to read your blog.

My middle name is Althea. I was given this name in honor of my grandma. She is so fun to be around. I am honored to carry her name.

A is for Ambidextrous I write with my right hand but do most other things with my left

L is for Laughing which I love to do

T is for Theater I love acting and writing drama scripts

H is for Happy I sure try to be all the time

E is for Early Riser (ha ha) It is a truly strange site to see me up before 7:30

A is for Artist I love to draw and write and play my guitar being creative is a huge joy in life

I went to my church camp this week. It was amazing! God worked in so many ways there. He showed me so many things.

At camp 11:45 we would go to mid-day. It was in the middle of this building, so there were no windows. They closed the doors and turned out the lights. Then Holsy or Christina would play the guitar and sing worship songs. It was wonderful! After around 15 minutes someone would start talking. It was usually our jr. high pastor but wednesday it was someone else. As he spoke, I found words. I pulled out my notebood and started writing them.

Here they are:

God has prepared a banquet table for you

But will you come and eat

The table is ready

Laden with food

But you choose not to eat

Why?

God is ready for you

As he watches

His jealousy burns like fire to hot to look at

It burns with glory and power

Come eat the food God has prepared for you

Let him embrace you in his arms           PTL

I call this poem God’s  Banquet.

God told me I needed to read this in chapel. I didn’t want to. My fear is standing up in front of lots of people and that is what I’d be doing. I went up to Jim Lee AKA Jr. high pastor and asked him if I could read it in chapel. (My heart was beating around a million times per second.) He said he’d like to read them first. I told him I’d give him a copy later. I gave it to him at dinner.

I am FREAKING OUT at chapel. I hid it. I had told nobody what I was planning on doing. Worship starts and I relax a bit, then the sermon starts I fully relax. I knew Jim would not ask me to read the poem after the sermon.

The next morning I was ready to read it. (we had chapel in the morning and evening.) God had calmed me down and prepared me to read the poem. I wasn’t sure if I was reading it anyway. I was sitting there chatting with my friends. Jim starts telling us the days schedule like usual. Luke was going to come up to tell us about the activities that evening then he said that I would read a short poem I wrote…

I’m up on the stage. I have little butterfly’s in my stomache. I walk to the mike. “Hi” I say and then start.

As I read I got calmer and calmer, I even looked up once. After I read worship started.

My friend told me later she hadn’t really been listening and saw me on the stage in the corner and thought I was in trouble for talking or something.

Later that day at the pool, a kid I don’t know came up to me and said “I like your poem.”

This morning I’m making muffins

muffins with blueberrys and cinnamon

as they bake

their scent drifts around

in the air

mmmmmm

My stomache growls

the timer goes off

eeeeeeeeeeeep eeeeeeeeeeeeep

I turn it off

open the door

two more minutes

I set the timer again and wait

eeeeeeeeeep eeeeeeeeeep

I quickly turn it off

They’re done

The scent curls up my nose

mmmmmmmm              PTL

I took some pictures yesterday and thought I’d post them.

This is my brother Max and my neighbor Baily.

No rose is without thorns

they come together

the beauty with the prick

red blooming blossoms

angery stabbing thorns

you take one

you take the other as well

No life is without difficulties

they come together

the beauty with the prick

colorful creative love

desperate hopeless holes

they both come

both in their own way

PTL

Traveling along a white picket fence

it seems as if it goes on and on and on

the other side of the fence is green growing grass

miles upon miles of it

it swishes and sways

down on the ground I’m walking on is dirt

brown beautiful dirt

as I walk along it rises in clouds

I can see for miles on this long dusty path

I hear the wind whisper its secrets to me

as it blows along next to me like an old friend

the grass waves gently to me

as I walk along this white picket fence I see life

more life than you could imagine              PTL

Today I sat on our porch swing and read a book

I stopped and looked up as I often do

And watched a squirrel run across the yard

I looked around for memories to keep my mind afresh

I saw green grass, blooming flowers

I saw spring and a fresh season

A season to grow

To grow physically, mentally, spriritually

A season to let the heart

Sing, shout, praise

Two days ago

It was bitter and cold

cloudy, stormy, rainy

I watched and yearned for that beautiful spring

The spring which has shown himself only in glimpses

Glimpses I loved

It was if spring was teasing me

saying I’m here

then leaving again

leaving the cold wind to whistle around me instead

As I listened to the birds voices carrying across the lawn

I hoped spring was here to stay

I looked down at my book and thanked the Lord

Thanked him for His amazing artwork

PTL

When I arrive at soccer practice Friday

I stretch with my team mates

then coach has us run a lap

and dribble the ball the whole way

when I run with the ball I can feel my heart beating

my feet soon fall into step with my heart

ku-thump ku-thump ku-thump

I run, run, run

ku-thump ku-thump ku-thump

my beat changing

I go a bit faster

I’ve made the lap

 coach says another

I start off again with my heart

I run run run

ku-thump ku-thump ku-thump

half-way through

ku-thump ku-thump ku-thump

my heart is racing

I can hear my breath

as it goes in, out, in, out

I’m about there

my feet are slowing down

in, ku-thump, out, ku-thump, in, ku-thump

I’ve made it

I wait for the rest of the team

the last come in

we start practice

PTL

My brother told me how he flies

He jumps off the porch on a rope

As high as he can go

He told me that was as high as he could fly

I told him I could fly higher

I didn’t tell him how

This is how

I fly when I worship

Above the earth and sky

I fly when I sing praises

But where do I fly

I  fly to the heavens with my Lord

My soul is lifted up higher than anyone can go

High higher highest of heights I fly

Hallelujah to my Lord

PTL