compost...

so i've been asking for a compost pile and guess what!?
...dad 'carved out' a little space in the back just for me!

i don't really know all the rules quite yet, or exactly how to maintenance it, but i'm looking forward to learning! <3

lebohang...

...it means thankful...

in '03 i got to go to South Africa with Teen Mania Ministries...
our interpreter gave us african names...
she called me lebohang.
it means to be thankful. to be giving thanks.
that has stayed with me.
that little name was a gift...

i am grateful...

over it...

i'm trying to get over this upside-down posting that's happening...

i realize it's best for the new posts to be added on top, but when looking at it as a whole, it's hard to think chronologically from bottom to top!



so, the other most awesome thing ever that's happened this year = my job!

i get to work at the coolest, most ghetto place on the waccamaw neck:
teach my people!

it's an afterschool program specifically for at risk students... grades 1-5... (plus middle schoolers that come at dinner time)... we do homework, we play, we study the Bible, and we eat a meal together... it's definitely ghetto and it's definitely fabulous!
<3

background...

where to start??

...about two years ago i started a little 'blog' ("musings") and I really enjoyed it...

i made my last post on nov.15.2005...

...and how intereresting is it that jeremy and i went on our first date on november 16, 2005!

yay!

...and now, a year and a half later... i'm still lovin him more every day!!! ...i can't even get over it myself! ♥

journaling...

...definitely underrated...

i just spent half an hour going through an old friend's blog and all i could think was how awesome! she has a record of the past two years of her life... complete with pictures and prayers and words of wisdom and all the little treasures we skip over and forget to appreciate when life's moving so fast....

love it...

i need this little space for myself for a while...

eventually maybe i'll share...

<3

"not my own.." [why that name]..

i'm actually back-dating this ... i thought it would be most appropriate as the 'first post'

..at the time it didn't occur to me to explain the title.. or maybe i just had no idea how to put it into words, i just knew i wanted to name it that.. 'not my own' ..



my first thought was the verse that says, "you are not your own; you were bought at a price. therefore honor God with your body..." (1Corinthians 6:19-20)

...not only does it remind me that my life is not my own, but neither is my 'stuff' or the things or the people that i love.. if i'm not careful i will tend to cling to those things rather than just enjoy and love them the way i'm intended to..



.. "not my own" is my reminder that my life, my body, and all the things i enjoy, collect, keep, and hold onto are His first! ..they are not mine to cling to or do with as i please...