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Name: Sarah
Birthday: 11/15/1988
Gender: Female
Interests: I'm intrested in ALOT of things... But the things on the top of my list are: Jesus Christ, being with my family, music, singing, dancing, being with good friends, my youth group (the best one in the whole entire world) Oasis, drawing, painting, kids, writing songs, drama, and way more things than I can think of.. :-)
Expertise: "Disregarding another's faults perserves love" Proverbs 17:9 Definitely not my expertise, but something I'm working on.
Occupation: Personal Assistant
Industry: Other
Message: message me
Website: visit my website
Member Since:
10/9/2004
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| Nothing short of a miracle I am still on this earth and living for Jesus. lol (Don't be confused, I just felt like having that for an opening statement.  ) Now, as far as an update I am two months and four days away from being nineteen years old, which honestly scares and saddens me a bit. I suppose it is because it almost feels as though my youth is almost gone. Honestly I don't want to be any older. I do want to have the respect and privileges that come with age, but I am already sick of the responsibilities and feelings that follow after each and every birthday that brings me closer and closer to becoming a true adult. I do realize those thoughts are immature and wishful thinking, but I can't help how I'm feeling and I'm not entirely sure if I want to change that. I guess I have the "Peter Pan" complex. I am almost saddened by how I carelessly lived when I was a child: always wanting to be older and not truly appreciating my life and how it was. I now look back at my childhood and I miss it dearly. I miss being able to play Barbies with my sister, and staying up for hours in our bed as we played "Princesses" while our parents thought we were sleeping. I miss my dad singing us songs probably noone else has heard of and telling us the adventures of the Willy Worm; I miss him waking us up early on a Saturday morning just to make us a breakfast-in-bed of Huevos Rancheros, ice cold milk, and toast burned to our liking. I miss my brother sister and I playing hide-and-go-seek in our house for hours while our mom was at work and seeing who could get done with school the fastest so we could sing our "done with school" song. I miss going to "prayer" with my mom. I miss just spending time with my mom, even though when I was young there wasn't a day when I wouldn't get in trouble with her for something .
I know what you all will say, I'm am living in the past, but I think I've realized how much I've missed all of this over the last few days while watching Sarah Joy and Rachel Phillips these last few days. I think what I miss the most (which could be the cause of my feelings) is the way things used to be.
-Sarah
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| I was thinking the other day about all the things I've been doing and going through and I came to the conclusion: there's got to be more to life than this! There's got to be more to life than involuntary heart beats and breaths. "So then what am I doing?" I thought to myself. "There's got to be more to living life than living life!" If we're not really living then why are we alive? Then it came to me. Real living is really just giving; giving love, giving time, giving patience, giving encouragement, giving understanding, giving a listening ear, giving life. Ah life.... Ah, to really live! Life is also appreciating the moments that come only once in a lifetime. Life is accepting the bad knowing there is more hope than an end. Life is looking at beauty and acknowledging it for what it is. Life is watching a sunset just for the sake of taking the time to be captivated by God's handiwork. Life is stopping and thanking God for the little things, as well as the big things, He has done. Really living life to the fullest is not worrying! God has everything in His hands. Why do we think we can write our life story better then the One who created life? True life is so much more than what so many dismiss it as. Life is dying to ourselves to to follow Him; to become something more beautiful. And when we receive that life, His life, then and only then is will we have true life. One last thing: Living life is living for Him. Living is giving others life by our flesh's death so they can see the truth that there is way more to life than this life. Its His life that makes everything worth living for. -Sarah | | |
| Hello once again to Miss Sarah Krystine Milano Luebbe's (aka Sakrymilue) brand-spanking new xanga entry... I hope this finds all of doing well. I, for one, am excellent! Well, not really, but I'm still alive and kicking! And thats more than I can say for most . I began recording for my beloved Second Edmund last Wednesday. So far we've four songs done! Not bad.... Not bad atoll! Ummm... Let me see.. What else is new in the grand world of me? Uh, Jesus is awesome, but thats nothing unusual. lol He is amazing. Uh, what else? OH!!! Dear me, I almost forgot! I finally wrote words to one of my new piano songs, and I'm excited. I might do it next time I sing for offering (which is May 28th I think.) YAY! And thank God, because I wrote and rewrote the words so many times! What I wrote never fit the music, but I like the words I have now. Well anyway, I just thought I'd update you today. I love all of you! Sarah. | | |
| Why? Why has God put me here in this place and time? Not only my physical location, but spiritually, emotionally. Gosh. It really stinks sometimes when God changes you. It hurts. At times its feels like nothing is going right for you-everything is falling apart. This morning, in a devotion me and others had, a friend said God had told her, "I had to let you go through this horrible hurt so I could reach those places in your heart that you had hidden." Man, did that hit me hard and deep or what? I keep wondering if thats what God is doing to me. It has to be. He wouldn't take me through such frustrations and at times misery if He wasn't using it for good to better me. But it is so tiring. There has been so many times when I've cried out to Him in complete brokenness, questioning His words of not putting too much on me. But it does say in my weakness He is strong, so maybe this also has to do with my lack of trust. I don't know, but He definately is changing me. -Sarah | | |
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besides waking up at 6:30 and getting everyone ready and off to school. lol I feel quite accomplished! I have already cleaned and organized two pretty messy areas so far, and this is only the first day for me!
I went to the Dr. on Tuesday and he thinks I have mono. They had to take my blood to find out for sure; I'm still waiting to find out the results. I freaked out when he told me his assumption (although he thought I had it in the summer but the tests came back negative) because I thought you got if from kissing a million people but he said most people get it some time or another in their life. I hate it though. I've been very exhausted, and just drained. But its weird because there are times that I feel fine
But don't worry, you can only get from me if A.) you kiss me (and we exchange saliva which is NOT likely!) or B.) you drink after me. The one thing that stinks (besides being sick) is there is no cure, you just have to wait six weeks until its over.. Ugh! Go figure.