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I am a 16 year old girl who started her life in this nations capital. I have moved twice since then. I loved it in DC. I thrived on the diversity there. It was taught to us at a young age that people are just diffrent and there is nothing wrong with that. So I have grown up beeing an individual who didn't let those around her really sway her or give her help. This is both my strength and my weekness. I can take care of myself mostly. However, it took a lot for me to realize that I can't do everything alone, it took a good deal of pain for me to realize that I needed God in my life. For a long time, my mother actually kept me away from God. She was angry with him because of pain that her best friend was going through. I never saw the inside of a church unless I was at my grandparents house. You see, mom's friend had cancer when she was 19. I forgot what it was...but only 12 people had ever survived from it at the time. She did. Then she had two other cancers during her life. Then, she got breast cancer and struggled for five years with it. She just died about a month ago. (I wrote a poem about her: allpoetry.com/Poem/1635248 I Must Let You Go) However, in her death she changed my life forever, Sally, this amazing person was gone, but before she left she said something to mom that made mom want to know God again. Sally said that she would have never made it through any of it without His help. So mom brought our family back to the church. Before mom reconciled with all that however, I had a great friend who showed me the opportunity to lay my life at Christ's feet. She took me to a summer camp when I was 12. It was there that I was saved, on July 26th. She is on AP by the way, her name is Irishlove www.allpoetry.com/irishlove . Check her work out. Apart from Jesus, I love music of all kinds. I sing, play numerous instruments, listen, and write songs (most is still in my head). My first love is the french horn. I have played since 6th grade. The beauty of it, to me, is beyond compare. The rich, deep, melodious voice that can rise up in a earsplitting battle cry or be soft as a breath of wind on a baby's cheek. It can be a roll of thunder across the land or a melodious voice across the still planes. Other than that I play mellophone in marching band, trombone in jazz band, I am teaching myself acoustic guitar, bass guitar in church, and I have now aspired to learn the cello. I think that the next one is going to be oboe, they are so beautiful. I love any christian rock group. Also there are some very good christian singers out there. I am not going to list them all, but some are Reliant K, Swithchfoot, Steven Curtis Chapman, and many others. Reading is one of my other get-aways. I will read practically anything. Some of my fav's: Lord of the Rings, Chronicles of Narnia, Mere Christianity, the Redwall books, Pendragon, the list goes on for...well a long time. Along with that, I go out in our woods with my two faithful dogs. Animals are the other main portions of my life. I have three cats: Koda, Ty, and Blaze, two dogs: Misty and Hyper (Hype), and one horse: Boo. I have been riding horses since I was eight, really the only good part of my life from 8-12. I do eventing (for those of you who don't know it is a triathlon...kind of complicated). My riding is a source of inspiration and a gift from God. I must though emphasize how much Christ means to me. I fear that I don’t do this enough and I find my self doing it now…..I love Christ Jesus. I try to spread His word the best I can…but I find it can be hard talking to some people. I lead a bible study in school with my friend. Together, we are trying to lead people to want to know Him. (her AP name is A Dreamer Awake www.allpoetry.com/a%20dreamer%20awake ) At church I take an active role in the sr. high youth group. I am constantly talking to my leaders and others…I ask a lot of questions and am always eager to discuss things. Also I am going to be a youth leader in the jr. high group soon, hopefully. I hope He will let me do this and wants it. I admit that I don’t spend enough time with him…so if you could please say a small prayer for me. Also for those who don’t know that awesome saving power that we are so unworthy of, that they will find Him. Well, I have already talked too long; if anything comes to mind I will put it down later. So God bless you and give you strength, may you follow Him throughout your whole life. *~* This is a song that I feel describes my life... In the palace in the land of mercy The King looked out from His throne He saw the sick and the homeless and hungry He saw me lost and without hope And moved with compassion He sent out His only Son With the invitation to come This is your invitation Come just the way you are Come find what your soul has been longing for Come find you peace Come join the feast Come in, this is your invitation So I stood outside the gates and trembled In my rags of unworthiness Afraid to even stand at a distance In the presence of holiness But just as I turned to go The gates swung open wide And the King and His only Son They invited me inside This is your invitation Come just the way you are Come find what your soul has been longing for Come find you peace Come join the feast Come in, this is your invitation So now will you come with me To where the gates swing open wide The King and His only Son Are inviting us inside This is our invitation Come sinner as you are Come find what your soul has been longing for Come find you peace Come join the feast Come in, this is your invitation This is our invitation This is the invitation Invitation, by: Steven Curtis Chapman I was reading a book with my church band and I cam accros this quote, which I thought was great. The great thing about writing worship songs is that you can plagiarize the bible and, instead of getting sued, you actually get encouraged! Matt Redman A friend is someone that knows the song in your heart and can sing it back to you when you have forgotten the words Nigerian Proverb Friendship' is the comfort, the inexpressible cofrot' of feeling safe with a person' haveing neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words' but pouring all right out just as they are,' chaff and grain together. Certain that a faithful' friendly hand will take and sift them, keep' what is worth keeping, and with a breath of comfort,' blow the rest away. George Eliot