I am a Promise with a capitol P.

I live for a purpose.
That's what God has been repeatedly telling me.
I'm here for a reason.
I saw a song on my friend's status that I haven't heard since going to children's programs.


I am a promise I am a possibility I am a promise with a capital "P" 
I am a great big bundle of potentiality 
And I am learnin' to hear God's voice 
And I am tryin' to make the right choice
 I am a promise to be anything God wants me to be.


I thought, I should listen to kids songs more often if they are gonna that inspirational. ;)

I have been slightly frustrated lately wondering, what in heaven's name am I supposed to be doing with my life? What in the world will I end up doing. How can I do whatever it is. I have been literally begging God to tell me these things. Begging him to answer me and give me something hard, great, yet satisfying, something to give Him glory. Then I read this in a book.

One song can spark a moment.
One flower can wake the dream.
One tree can start a forest.
One bird can herald spring.
One smile begins a friendship.
One handclasp lifts a soul.
One star can guide a ship.
One word can frame a goal.
One vote can change a nation,
One sunbeam can light a room.
One candle wipes out darkness.
One laugh will conquer gloom.
One step must start each journey.
One word must start each prayer.
One hope will raise our spirits.
One touch can show you care.
One voice can speak with power.
One heart can know what's love.
One life can make a difference.

I thought...whoa.
My life in it's self, right now, right here, can make a difference.

"To the world, you may be one person. To one person, you may be the world."

I am a promise I am a possibility I am a promise with a capital "P" 

I am a great big bundle of potentiality 

And I am learnin' to hear God's voice 

And I am tryin' to make the right choice

 I am a promise to be anything God wants me to be.

So, I am sitting by quite anxiously, knowing I am God's promise.

"Once 'pon a time, there three 'wil piggies."

My little brother, who is the apple of my eye, loves to play, hates to sleep.

Last night it was my little brother's bedtime, he was trying every method to avoid the fact. Hehe. :) So I told him to jump in bed, his new idea? Tuck ME in bed. He grabbed me by the arm and said, "I take you to you woom." I was like...whaaaa? So he drug me to my room said "lay down!" and pushed me towards my bed. So I layed down on my bed and he pulled my blankets on me turned my little heater on HIGH, (suffocation began there) and started to literally tuck me in. I was laying there wondering, where in the world did this little squirt learn this? After he had successfully smothered me and I had suffered from heat exhaustion he started to leave me, I, at this time playing along, protested saying, "where's my story?!?!?" To my surprise he climbed and sat on top of me and started telling his all time favorite bedtime story and gave it a little spin of hilarity.

(Exactly like this)

"Once 'pon a time, there three 'wil piggies.
They live with there mommy.
They not obey there mommy."

he paused for dramatic emphasis of course and I asked...what happened?
He answered..."they git in biggggggg piggy trouble."

I have no idea where he came up with disobedient but it made for a pretty good laugh. :)

I love my little brother.

Dear Defining Joy.

Dear blog,

     I am incredibly sorry I am so neglectful and have not blogged for what seems like years. I am terrible. Yes I know. ;) Forgive me. I am trying my hardest to get caught up with life and then I will be blogging at least three times a week. (I hope) So, sit tight, don't let your pants fall off. You (my blog) will be up and running again soon. I hope. :P So, all this to say, I am the worst blogger. 

Love you owner, Amanda. 

<3 Autumn <3

I love Summer, cause it's warm. Cause I don't wake up shivering at night. I love Summer, cause of the beautiful golden light. 


Still, Autumn is wonderful. Even though I wake up shivering. I love it. Pumpkin pie, red leaves floating through the air, it's like the perfect jeans and converse weather...can it please be Fall and Summer at the same time? Fall has the perfect weather, although it's cold in the mornings, the afternoons are perfect, not too cold, not too warm. Summer, can you be like Fall? Fall can you be like Summer? It seems like in the Fall, my little siblings love to play outside so much more, cause they aren't dying in the heat. Every Fall we have at least one game of family football, where everyone just laughs at each other's poor skill. Fall is beautiful. **happy sigh**
Oh, another thing about Fall. Football, which is my new found love. Longhorns won today. Thanks Longhorns, you make me proud. (No, I am not one of those, people that are fans of the Longhorn's just cause their Texas, just cause they won...it's just I like them. Not because I'm some fanatic that is an idiot, that knows nothing about the sport., ok, so I don't know EVERYTHING) Go away. ;)


I was going to post much longer, but, I have a sudden urge for some Pumpkin Pie...wonder why? 


Something totally not a part of this post. 
I miss my sister. I talked to her this morning. She's been gone for a month, for that month I was with her a week and a half. I still miss her. How am I going to make it another month without seeing her at all? That's my agony for the day. Btw, she wants people to write herrrr!!!!!! So if you know Whit, this is her address.


Whitney Hall
1312 S. Ervay St.
Dallas, Texas 75215

Mucho love,
Amanda

My life is happy.

These are some happy moments of my life lately. :)

I went to the DMC and saw Whitney! :) That's probably the top of my happiness. I went and worked on staff. I never thought that working could be fun, apparently it is. :) For real though, I had fun. We left notes at each other's doors. We waved at each other. We made everyone jealous with our incredibly large amount of inside jokes. It was fun, really fun. Mostly cause I got to see her. :)

I met some new friends at the DMC. Quite a few actually and I love them all. :) Even when they all laugh at me when... never mind. I won't have room to explain it all.

I went to the State Fair. I love fairs. No doubt about it.

We got a cute doggie. I told my dad I would always hate our dogs until we got some sort of terrier, well...I got home yesterday and guess what was sitting by the door, a cute little Boston Terrier. It's a stray, but still, I think it's adorable.

Anyway, I had to gush of my happiness that God gave me. I also needed to post. Badly. I'm sorry dear blog, for you have been neglected.

Peace out. ;)
Amanda. :)