The Scars of Life...

This is a neat story, I got it in an e-mail from a friend and can relate to it very well in so many ways.

"For I know the plans I have for you," declares the Lord" plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." Jeremiah 29:11.
The Scars of Life
Some years ago, on a hot summer day in south Florida, a little boy decided to go for a swim in the old swimming hold behind his house. In a hurry to dive into the cool water, he ran out the back door,leaving behind his shoes, socks and shirt as he went. He flew into the water, not realizing that as he swam toward the middle of the lake, an alligator was swimming toward the shore. His father working in the yard saw the two as they got closer and closer together. In utter fear, he ran toward the water, yelling to his son as loudly as he could. Hearing his voice, the little boy became alarmed and made a U-turn to swim to his father. It was too late. Just as he reached his father, the alligator reached him. From the dock, the father grabbed his little boy by the arms just as the alligator snatched his legs. That began an incredible tug-of-war between the two. The alligator was much stronger than the father, but the father was much too passionate to let go. A farmer happened to drive by,heard his screams, raced from his truck, took aim and shot the alligator. Remarkably, after weeks and weeks in the hospital, the little boy survived. His legs were extremely scarred by the vicious attack of the animal. And, on his arms, were deep scratches where his father's fingernails dug into his flesh in his effort to hang on to the son he loved. The newspaper reporter who interviewed the boy after the trauma, asked if he would show him his scars. The boy lifted his pant legs. And then, with obvious pride, he said to the reporter, "But look at my arms. I have great scars on my arms, too. I have them because my Dad wouldn't let go. "You and I can identify with that little boy. We have scars, too. No,not from an alligator, but the scars of a painful past. Some of those scars are unsightly and have caused us deep regret. But, some wounds, my friend,are because God has refused to let go. In the midst of your struggle, He's been there holding on to you. The Scripture teaches that God loves you. You are a child of God. He wants to protect you and provide for you in every way But sometimes we foolishly wade into dangerous situations, not knowing what lies ahead. The swimming hole of life is filled with peril - and we forget that the enemy is waiting to attack. That's when the tug-of-war begins - and if you have the scars of His love on your arms, be very, very grateful. He did not and will not ever let you go. Never Judge another persons scars, because you don't know how they got them.

Canceled Event.....And more......

I have been informed that our labor day event has been canceled. I am kinda disappointed kuz this is one of my favorite events,but no one in our unit can make it but my brother and I, and that can't be helped (plus one gun firing a vollie may sound kinda silly). So that leaves us to the coolest reenactment of the year PAWNEE CITY.... I can't wait.....(but I will kuz I've gotta get my hoop and new dress still) :D so any way the reenacting season for us this year is almost over and that is kinda sad..... But then again next years events are going to be great to.
Well besides that I started school today......That was fun, went through some clothes I got last week from my second cousins in NY, went for a walk.....Which was nice, and played with tink. Other than that nothing much going on...

Sports.....

Sunday night our youth group at church was going to go swimming, and ended up canceling so we played volleyball, and everyone wanted me to play. I told them that I really stunk at volleyball but they said that they didn't care. So I go out there and the first thing I did was get the ball stuck in a tree, then I got hit in the face and yet everyone said that I did good. I told them that I was not at all being modest when I say that I am no good, so we played and my team lost (go figure) and I came home with tons of bruises, but we all had a great time . And we ended the night with everyone laughing ( mainly at our youth leader) and making shure everyone knew everyone else. I told them that I rather basketball or softball even soccer on occasion, kuz I really look silly when playing volleyball but nobody cared about how silly I looked or how bad I played we just had a great time, I think that's what makes sports so much fun...... anyway it's late and I'v got a long day tomarrow.... so c ya'll latter.....

Civil War Site

This is our site we are the 165th New York Volunteer Infantry, FYI we did not start out as firemen, and we own no monkeys, no matter what anyone tells you this is the honest truth.
Our site is www.165NY.com and if you have any questions about the site or are thinking of joining (we are allways looking for more people to join considering how small our unit is) you can contact SGT165NY@cox.net for more information. But yea cheak it out and if you are into reenacting or any other kind of history thats just the place for you.

CYIA EAST.....

Now this is what I call team work........Although I didn't know it took two guys to carry one chair.......
we were studing..... some may not think so, but we were....see what TOO much bordness causes...
I don't know why these pictures are so small......but I'll figure it out and fix it.....latter..... ;)

A Civil War Dance

this is some of the ladies getting ready before the dance...........

this is what a saterday night dance is like...... tons of fun!!!!

Civil War Reenacting

I have to say I love reenacting ........it's gotta be one of the best hobbies ever.... this is our unit in action ;Dand this is a picture of one of our favorite units.....

My Puppies

These are my adorable puppies (well tink is ful grown but she looks like a puppy) Tinkerbell is on the left and Pollymay is on the right. Aren't they cute...... I think so.....