Legacy

"Time and time again I see her fail to realize that she can make the difference."

"Funny you say that. My mother once told me about a dead toad that acted the same way you just did."

"There's no other way to keep the peace. I have to climb the tallest mountain to get the smallest prize. I have to save them. It's my duty and purpose. Let me go."

"Why not be wrong? Why not take the fall if it spares him ultimate death?"

"Well, I don't believe you shouldn't take fizzies in your drinkies. After all its not purply slurply Tuesday! Box it out and ship it inward! Don't not make no sense if it ain't drafted from autopilot! Doon darly doesnit?"


Some quotes from my book series. I think I may have decided on a title for the series.

Legacy

What do you think?

I need to find You.

My typical camp experience usually includes becoming really on fire for God and a couple weeks later its fizzles out. I have led my determination to be committed to all things Jesus. In this I am focused on not dwelling on what happened just at Winter Camp, but what is happening in my relationship now. Instead of relying only on the fantastic experiences you've had with the Lord, rely on the relationship you have with Him now. Keep feeding the spirit and deprive your flesh of its desires. Really dig deep into the word and take it seriously. Don't overlook the tough stuff because its too difficult. Watch what God will do in your life if you commit it completely to him.

God has perfect plans and perfect timing. Theres a reason you're reading this now.
Maybe you've been slacking in your relationship with Him.
Maybe you don't have a relationship with Him.
Maybe you're completely on fire for Him and need reassurances that others are as well.

Its okay to stand up for whats right, even if you're standing alone.
Really devote yourself to Jesus and what he can do for you.
Hes the best friend anyone could ever ask for.
How can you fail if Jesus is on your side?
How does it feel to have the creator of the universe living inside of you? Caring for you? Watching over you and begging you to run into His arms.




I've been placed in a school I didn't want to be at, but God has perfect and exact timing. He knows what Hes doing. Hes the expert in all things. God has placed me at Silverado for a reason and I plan to do all I can to fulfill his will for me there. Please be praying to give me courage to take advantage of the opportunities that have been presented to me. I'm not going to lie and say I'm not scared. I am. I get really uncomfortable when I stand up for what I believe in, its something I need to work at. Pray that the fear is ripped from me and God fills me with His confidencce and that my words reflect his beauty.

Now for some awesome possum pictures, YO! :D













Rose Nebula!!




My editing skillz put to work




Toodles,
Cecelia "Redeemed" Melody

Meet Peter!

Meet my alter ego Peter Pevinsie! High King Peter the Arrogant enjoys long walks on the beach and battling mythical creatures. In my free time I engage myself in King dinners with some of my favorite people. Ergo Caspy and Ed. They are my best buds and tend to tamper with my Kingly duties..... Caspian probably just laughed because he thought I said "doodies." And Ed just looked down on him scornfully.




Sometimes when frolicking through the forest, I encounter my devoted Narnians. I really do love them, they're so cute and cuddly! Anywho, being Peter isn't always easy, sometimes I run out of hair product! Its all good though, my friends always have my back. What's it like being the High King of Narnia, you ask?
WELL! Do I have some insights for you! One of the questions I am most frequently asked is "How do you keep the Narnian grass so darn green?" Lots and lots of centaur manure.

Thats all the time I have for now folks, but look forward to seeing my face on your Randy-Yos!

ETHS Prayer Walk

Hey fellow bloggers!

This blog is brought to you by Caspian. (She begged for a new blog from yours truly)
I'm so flattered.



Alrighty, so last night there was a Prayer Walk at El Toro High School. It was amazing! I was paired with Caspian and we walked around, avoiding the poo trees, and prayed what God put on our hearts. So many things I wouldn't normally have thought of to pray for occurred to my mind. It was pretty amazing. Not to mention, everyone who watched the third Lord of the Rings Monday night was there. AWESOME.

Afterwards we skiddadled to Jono and Simone's house. We played the classic game of Apples to Apples, the first of which I WON! :) I don't know if you play like this... but at the end we read off all the green cards we won and that’s supposed to "describe you". I had the WORST descriptions ever! Mine were: phony, temperamental, emotional, chunky and sketchy. I remember having six... but I can't remember what the last one was. The second game we played was very interesting. At this point Jono had to go get some black slacks at a store, so poor Collin was left alone with a room full of girls. Needless to say, he got a pretty awkward word. hahahaha
Also, when I was judging I picked up the green card "Philosophical". I ended up picking "Walt Disney" which made Simone shout out "That’s not philopostical!" or some other bad pronunciation which made us all laugh.

Random Things:
Before the prayer walk, miss Bethany taught me how to crochet! AWESOME!
My new response to interesting things is.. "Fancy!"
My kitten Bella keeps biting me while purring. It disturbs me.
I woke up wayyy too late today.
I love sleeping in, but I hate getting up late... wrap your noggin around that one.
I'm taking guitar lessons from Cree.
I have a bulimic cat.
I have a diabetic cat.
I choked wildly on a whole goldfish. (The cracker not the animal..)


That’s all for now.
Love Sincerely,
Cecelia "Fancy!" Melody

I have a case of the Switchfoot Blues

Well, I started writing this just after I posted the last one, pardon my irony.



ahh, Switchfoot.
Such a nice concert.

"Get to the good part!!"
sorry, okayyy.
Despite my massive build up, I didn't get to meet Jon Foreman or give him his Bible.

saaaaad, I know.
BUT, I did have an awesome time with awesome people. Heather, Collin and Josh were my companions on my journey to meet Jon Foreman. Let me tell you, these were some awesome people to be on a journey with. We were all bent on getting him his Bible back.

What happened was...

We got there at around 5:45pm. Heather and I were jumpy with excitement and got our tickets at Will Call. In the ticket envelope were two passes to the Meet & Greet. I looked at the time and it said it was between 5:30 and 6. We realized we had to run to make it, so we ran up the hill to the actual Verizon Amphitheater and reached the place where we were supposed to be. I clocked it at 5:53pm. The lady wouldn't let us in and insisted it was over.

AHH

I had a plan to shout, "I HAVE YOUR BIBLE, JON!" when the croud was quiet. I didn't want him to think I was a flake, haha.

I ended up not doing it..... stupid butterflies. I get so nervous sometimes...

BUT, I was praying that I would be able to get it to him. Almost like a response to my prayer, in the middle of the concert Jon Foreman walked down the center aisle... TURNED onto my aisle and ended up being like five feet away from me. (While still singing, of course)

At that point I was shouting and waving the Bible, but he was turned the other way and the croud was too loud.

What a bummer.
I do have a pretty sweet picture I took with my phone, though. If I can figure out how to put it on here, I will.

After the concert, the four of us talked to security guards about getting it to him, but they said Switchfoot had already left.

gguuuuhhhhhhh.

Love Sincerely,
Cecelia "Bluesy-Butterflies" Melody

Cece Apologizes to Her Blog

I'm sorry, blog.

I still love you.
I just don't feel like writing what happened the night I went to the Switchfoot concert, and I know that's what I intended to write next. I hope you'll forgive me.

Love Sincerely,


Cecelia "Sorry" Melody

Rough draft of one of the first chapters of Legacy.

Peter walked the halls with a certain spring to his step the next morning. His usual worries seemed nearly laughable on a day like this. Whom shall he fear? Wasn't he Peter Caspund, the most courageous 13 year old this school has ever seen?
Daigy glowered at him as he passed her. Peter then remembered he still failed to apologize for last weeks actions. She narrowed her eyes even further when he gave her a second glance. Seriously, accidentally balding her cat isn't that big of a deal, but still, an apology would have been the gentlemanly thing to do.
Peters shoulders slumped a little as he decided to turn around and attempt a proper apology. Surprisingly, Daigy's face no longer showed signs of anger. Her eyes were wide and her mouth dropped into a small o.
"Daigy? Whats the matter?" She didn't respond. Peter snapped a couple of times in her face. She barely blinked. "Very funny," he snorted, "are you intimidating Mr. Kitty?"
No response.
"Dai, whats going on?" Peter heard his voice go up an octave on the last word. There was no trace of humor left in his tone.
He heard her fall before he saw it. An ugly Thump! sounded as her head hit into the lockers behind her.
"DAIGY!" Peter screamed. Where are all the students? He thought frantically. They were here a second ago, weren't they? Daigy's eyes were now closed and she barely stirred. "HELP! ANYONE? HELP!" He knelt down, no longer concerned about his new suit, and lightly slapped her face. "Oh, come on, Dai! Wake up!"
Pulse. Where do I check for a pulse? Adrenaline pumped through his veins and a chill ran up his spine. At that moment he heard a whisper from just barely around the corridor.
"Thats the peter boy, is it not?" It hissed. Peter whipped his head around. Fear suddenly quickened his own pulse. The voice did not sound like it came from a friend. Peter opened his mouth to ask if anyone is there, but words failed him. He swallowed hard and tried again.
"Hello? Is anyone there? My friend is hurt."
No reply.
Peter thought he could hear his heart beating louder. He turned back to Daigy. He pressed his fingers against her neck. There was a steady beat.
She was alive.
The voice whispered again. "Take him, too? But wh-wh-why?" Peter froze. Could this really be happening? It continued to speak, "The master says to take him as well. But whyyyy? Don't whine. Master doesn't like whines. Ohhh... hes awake though!" The voice sounded nervous and raspy. It continued to mumble things Peter couldn't understand.
Peter stood up.
"Who is there?!" He said loudly. He sounded braver than he felt.
The voice replied this time. "Ohh... he speaks to me! But how does he hear it? Can he hear me now? Shhhh... don't talk anymore, master won't like that."
"I can hear you!" Peter called. He was beginning to feel braver. Suddenly he was walking briskly around the corner to the other corridor. His curiosity and adrenaline pushing him further than he would normally go.
It was empty.
CRASH!
Peter jumped at the noise from behind him. A broken pot and soil was now rearranging itself as if an invisible finger were writing in the fallen soil.
Peter's eyes widened. Someone was spelling words to him.
It read:
"FLEA YU NASTY BOY! OR SHE DYES!"
Peters knees weakened. Is this some sort of trick? Oh NO!
"DAIGY!" He whipped back around the corner to where Daigy was.
All that was there was her book bag.