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i choose to be happy. its about a character and will of making the best out of what we have. we’re constanly wishing about having more of what we already own without realizing every single thing we possess that’s not material and it’s more valuable than anything.Posted By Barbara On 01.18.2013 @ 10:50 am
He had been told of a new adventurer in town, and couldn’t help but sneak out of his mother’s domain and head to the Candy Kingdom just to see what the fuss was all about. This new “adventurer” that moved into the area was supposed to be the best, even though the kid was only thirteen. The Flame Prince strongly doubted this, since he was himself was only thirteen. No one could be stronger than a prince at such a young age, right? He was trained for this after all! It was what he lived his life for! There had also been a rumor that this adventurer was human. There was no way this could be true.
Watching the kid fight, though, was another matter entirely. The Flame Prince had happened upon the neighboring Kingdom in a time of need, and the adventurer had risen to help the troubled land. Within moments of the Flame Prince’s arrival, the adventurer had defeated the horrid monster attacking the town and saved the kingdom.
The Flame Prince approached the group almost casually before approaching.
“Oh, Flame Prince! Welcome to the Candy Kingdom! What brings you here?” Prince Gumball had spotted him first. On the arrival of the visitor, however, the adventurer turned around to face him. The Flame Prince froze in shock when he saw the other’s face. His face turned a bright red through his flames as three features jumped out at him.
1) The rumors were true; This kid was definitely human
2) The human was a girl.
3) She was totally and completely adorable.Posted By Barbara On 01.01.2013 @ 12:39 am
He is the ancient of days – or so the Bible says. He is my God, my strength, my all. I am blessed to be His child, to call him Abba, (daddy), Father. Without Him my life would still be in shambles – and, today, even in a wicked world, even when I am the wicked part of the world, still He loves and gives me greater grace.
What a precious thing is that – to know I am a child of the King, the King’s daughter, the loved of His Son. Praise His name now and forevermore.
thank you for this minute to tell of His great love.Posted By barbara On 02.10.2013 @ 9:10 am
AHHH! I don’t know what to do here. Mass can be the amount of matter in an object, or it can be an Catholic thing…i don’t know much abou tit, considering I’m not catholic. I’m actually a Christian, which is pretty rocking, considering my salvation is a gift, not something I have to earn. I don’t know what else to say!Posted By barbara On 10.09.2012 @ 10:42 am
William is my miracle. After over 12 months of trying to conceive, we were blessed with the pregnancy test giving a positive ready. I think I just shocked Michael, and my parents when it came to telling them. i mean, a baby. I’m having a baby… So squished faced, swollen, slightly jaundiced… He is my miracle baby.Posted By Barbara On 09.04.2012 @ 5:03 am
Well then, you never learned your manners did you? She would always say that. Just sit and stare at me. With those big buggy eyes, wagging a finger at me. As if I should be ashamed. Ashamed that I don’t fit into her neat little world, into her neat little definition of how everything should be. Of how people should be. But people are messy, they don’t fit into categories and they don’t all have the same idea of what being polite is.Posted By Barbara On 08.10.2012 @ 8:03 am
There’s a special man. He’s the holder of the universe. He is God. Behold World! All look and see the Glory of the holder of the world. He holds you and I in His hands. He holds all of our tears that we cry in his hands. He loves us. He is like our father but He abides in heaven yet His spirit abides in us. So behold world! Behold us and the greater one in us.Posted By Barbara On 07.24.2012 @ 2:44 pm
Motion. Motrin. Second that emotion. 30 second emotion. 60 seconds to write about motion, my fingers now in motion on the keyboard, my nails clicking against the plastic tiles. Press on them, letters appear, magic, on the screen. Would that they were magic, that they would make me into the writer I want to be, make me into a writer on retreat, a writer writing. A writer in motion.Posted By Barbara On 07.01.2012 @ 1:02 pm
Issues residing in the topic at hand. A dilemma may instill fear, concern or uneasiness. Looking to others during this time of uncertianty is recommended. Things will work out for the best. Good luck during these situations. A dilemma may be the result of family issues, friend problems, career fears, or more. This too shall pass.Posted By Barbara On 05.28.2012 @ 2:16 pm