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Name: Amy
Gender: Female
Interests: Trying my best to seek Jesus wholeheartedly! friends, family, music, shopping, laughing uncontrollably, Andrew Schlecht and laughing with Andrew, running, concerts, driving with the top down, eating icecream, walking my dog (or my dads...)Jack, NYC, starbucks green tea-iced no sugar just splenda, Math with Nathan, going to the beach, movies, trying to relax, reading, jamba juice, basking in God's love and grace, sleeping, adventures, small children, Italy, cooking, Katy Mae adventures, S.N.U., being the BEST amy i can be and latest interest...AFRICA!!
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Occupation: Student
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AIM:  itsAmyKnippers
Member Since:
7/14/2004
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In My Heart
her strength fades.
but her hope is never lost.
she continues to fight.
kind.
loyal.
honest.
she loves with all her might.
laying there in such pain.
still thinking of others.
selfless.
she cries out during the night.
"Help me Lord."
"Help me Lord."
she spends most of her time praying for others.
giving.
loving.
caring.
she listens so intently.
full of wisdom.
full of truth.
i miss her everyday.
this empty sadness lingers.
will it ever go away?
i love you.
i love you.
i love you.
forever in my heart.
i wish we weren't apart.
forever you will be in my heart.
in my heart.
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| i love walking through the woods here in GA. i love walking over by my Grandmothers creek and the lake. its beautiful. a few weeks ago a baby deer came real close to me. her mom was probably about to attack me, if i made any sudden moves. its amazing...the peace that is found in reflecting upon God's creation. in the midst of all thats going on right now, i feel overwelmingly blessed and thankful. my grandmother, whom i adore and admire, more than i can describe in words told me today how she sees God's hand on my life. | | |
| this semester has been pretty tough for me. but i like spring. the weather is nice. everything is turning green. little reminders of God's creativity and love...they are all round. God is continuing to amaze me. even in the chaos and stress of school and everything else, God is giving me peace and teaching me incredible truths that are so much bigger than anything that can be learned in class. i am thankful.
My prayer...
I pray that we find happiness in all that we do, and
that those who are with you find the kind of peace they long for in
your presence. I pray for the kind of grace and forgiveness that a
mother gives her young child, and for the patience of a grandfather
with his grandchildren. I hope that even though there is much darkness
among the world we will find those beacons of warmth and light that you
set among us to help us find our way. I pray that we might exude your
love with every word and action that we utter, and not only be a lamp
in the room where all can see, but keep that light on when we leave
their presence. In your name I pray...
Amen
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| "letting go"
ive never been a fan of change.
when i was 10 we sold our brown van. it was ugly and old. we had it forever. there was always something wrong with it. we had other cars that were a lot nicer and newer. but it didn't matter. nothing compared to the van . it was always my favorite. we would take it on all of our family road trips. For Thanksgiving we would drive it 500 miles to Lousiana. Drive it 1,000 miles to my Grandmothers every Christmas and then another 1,000 miles back. It took us to Flordia many times. The back seat was giant. Very comfortable. My brother and I always fought over the back seat. But we always both ended up sitting back there. Leaving the middle seat empty. My brother and I would have cartwheel contests in the back. Yeah, probably wasn't very safe. We always played games and watched movies. I mostly remember watching Home Alone in the van. On our way to Grandmother's we watched it over and over again. our van started breaking down all of the time. it was worn out. it kind of became a game for everyone to guess how much longer we could drive before it broke down again. and then we would be on the side of the road for hours guessing when it would be fixed again and how long that would last. when my dad decided to sell it i remember running outside and locking myself in the ugly old beaten up brown van. i laid on the huge comfortable seat in the back and cried and cried. kicked and screamed. i did not want to l e t g o of the van. i was so attached. we had so many good memories in it. even though it wasn't perfect or even very dependable, my 10 year old mind could not understand why my dad would ever want to sell such a wonderful van. i begged him to keep it. i wanted to paint it pink and drive it once i turned 16. Thankgoodness that didn't happen! that van gave us so many good memories. we loved it. but it was time to let go.
i feel like i am 10 again. kicking, screaming and crying in the ugly wonderful broken down van that i loved. once the van was sold, i still had all my good memories. but i couldn't make anymore memories in the van. it was gone and out of my control. we can control our attitudes and our actions. but we really aren't in
control of much if you think about it. we like to act like we are.
but the truth is that we arent. which is hard. ive tried so hard.
ive done all that i know to do. now i have to let go. i have to surrender. as painful and as much as i am hurt over this whole situation, i am comforted. i might not be in control, but my All Mighty and Powerful Heavenly Father is in control. and in the midst of this suffering i am at peace now. knowing i have done all that i can do and even then doing so knowing that i can not change anyone. i can encourage and befriend them, but God is only one that has the power to turn someone's life around.
So i hope and i pray and i am clinging to God's promises. I just want her to be ok.
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| Every heart is restless until it finds rest in God.
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