How can you hear a song over and over, but yet it always feels like it is the first time that you have heard it? That's how I feel about this song. Everytime I hear it, I relive moments from Steubenville South. Holding my friends . . . wiping away their tears . . . telling them that I love them ( Read more... )

I can't stand to fly, I'm not that naive ( Read more... )

You know, I thought that all of the rumors would have ended when I graduated high school . . . but they didn't. Then after being with a lot of petty people in my fraternity, I thought they would have ended after college . . . but obviously they didn't ( Read more... )

Have you ever had your faith put to the test? Have you ever been threatened that everything you believe in may be taken away from you? Have you ever cried to God to ask him to intervene and make something happen? Have you ever really wanted to be a Christian ( Read more... )

So, I was kidnapped today. No blindfolds . . . no arm ties . . . nothing . . . they just expected me to get into the car. So there we were at my kidnapping site (Levi's pool) with the whole "Catholic Club" as Claire calls them . . . I think that I would rather them be referred to as "GVA's Groupies" . . . it has a nice ring to it ( Read more... )

I just wrote a really long entry, and then it said . . . invalid password. Well, "Invalid THIS, LiveJournal" I am devastated right now. I guess that means I should go to bed and try doing this again another night. UGH!!

To my kidnappers . . . it better be a good kidnapping tomorrow!

Would you be mad if your little brother didn't come to your wedding? Would you think that he didn't care about you, even if you haven't seen him in a few years? Even if you live a thousand miles apart? Even if your ideas about life are totally different ( Read more... )

Hmmm . . . where is everyone? This whole business about the Disney trip sucks!! I don't even feel inspired to write without all of my teens here . . . bummer!!

I hope that I can convince this thing to ask me what my mood is . . . it isn't fair that it doesn't care about my emotions. Woo . . . yeah . . . I think it is going to ask!!

After talking to a friend, I realized that . . . "Wow, all of that God talk might freak people out." Don't fret it though, I am not always going to post about God and stuff . . . he just happened to be the inspiration of that poem that I got tonight. My posts are gonna be about life . . . and of course, as a youth minister, God plays a big role ( Read more... )