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Friday, April 20, 2012

Six Months...

Hi Guys, i'm sorry I've Haven't been on Here in a While. Here Just a Little Bit that has Happen in the Last months.
Feb.. I Ran a 5K!!! It was the best Moment in My life.. I got To run it with my Cousin Charity and Her Husband James, and My friend Dawn Sloan. They made the Race Possible.
March.. I got a Job. I'm working at a Bakery about 12 mins from my house. My Boss is amazing. She cares so much about all of us. I also won Grand Champion in a Homeschool Art contest.!!!
  April.. Well I've been working twice a Week and Seeing my grandma and Charity a lot. I also have went to see the Hunger games!!!! and I've Bought The first two books!!!

It's been six months since my Grandma, Rosadella, Passed away. It's been hard but I'm trying to Move on. I know I'l see her someday. I will always love her and She'll always have a Place in my heart!

                                                     " It Is Well With My Soul"   Horatio Spafford
When peace like a river, attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll;
Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to know,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.
Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come,
Let this blest assurance control,
That Christ has regarded my helpless estate,
And hath shed His own blood for my soul.
My sin, oh, the bliss of this glorious thought!
My sin, not in part but the whole,
Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more,
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!
For me, be it Christ, be it Christ hence to live:
If Jordan above me shall roll,
No pang shall be mine, for in death as in life,
Thou wilt whisper Thy peace to my soul.
But Lord, 'tis for Thee, for Thy coming we wait,
The sky, not the grave, is our goal;
Oh, trump of the angel! Oh, voice of the Lord!
Blessed hope, blessed rest of my soul.
And Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight,
The clouds be rolled back as a scroll;
The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend,
Even so, it is well with my soul.
Horatio Spafford

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