A whole lotta things.......

Ciao! I really don't have much to talk about, but I guess I will talk about the things I don't have much to talk about! See there, I just wasted an entire sentence on nothing to talk about. I must be a genius or something, anyways, life hasn't changed much, except for those life changing lessons you learn every once in a while. I got into a Theatre play, its called Metaphasia, you should check it up. Its online, and there's not many videos, but its a fun play to be in. I am a synchrette, which is like an awesome part. :-) My friend just told me how inspiring my blog posts were, and that, well inspired me to write more! So i am. lol. See ya later, with a much more interesting and meaningful blog post.
Adios. Ciao.
This is Bella signing off......her blog account.

September 11

Hey ya'll!
How you feeling today? Maybe you lost a friend or family member in the September eleventh tragedy. well, let me tell you I was very close. I remember that day distinctly, although I was only three. I know, it seems strange, but when your whole world has gone into panic, you remember a thing or two. My dad was on a plane trip that day. I remember seeing my mom crying, and my friends telling me my dad might have died. My mom still has the newspaper of that day. The two buildings smoking.....Just think. I was listening to a girl speak about abortion. She said abortion is a tragedy ten times bigger than any September eleventh. And she's right. Abortion is taking the lives of thousands of children. So why aren't we phased? I don't know. But always remember, God was in control then, He's in control now, and He always will be. Praise God. He is holy and mighty and just think what our world would be like without him. Without void.
Amen.
Ciao. September eleventh is a day to remember, not regret.

The Ultimate God

I plucked the delicate sunflower from its dirt-home and breathed in the fragrance of nature.  I was sitting down next to Goria, a little toddler whom I was like a sister too. I pushed the flower into her glossy black hair and she laughed when I tickled her ear. She looked at the dirt around her that was dotted with flowers. She then frowned.

                “What’s wrong,” I asked, weaving together a crown of sunny daffodils. She pointed to a wilted brown buttercup in the midst of fully ripe rich-colored lilacs. “Oh,” I said, pulling the buttercup and gently petting it with my fingers.

                “Why would God do that?” she asked, looking up at me like the little girl she was. I frowned, then put the buttercup down and sighed.

                “Goria,” I started, “God doesn’t make things happen just because he wants them too. He does things because he makes things work out for the ultimate good.” She looked confused for a while, and let the information sink in, then she finally asked,

                “How does He do that?”

                “Hmmm,” I thought. Then I said,

                “Well, remember yesterday? When you and I were sitting down and we were sulking about not being able to dance that night?” She nodded at me. “Well, then later we heard that if we did dance, we would’ve gotten sick because there was a sickness going around?” She nodded again. “Well, then God worked things out for the good, because if we did dance, we would’ve gotten sick!” Her eyes widened,

                “Wow! If God can do that, He must be a wizard!” I laughed,

                “God is much greater than that! Think about how He made up every single of these flowers, from the colorful tulips to the pink lilies!”

                “Well, then how will God work out this buttercup for the good?” She asked me, holding the buttercup up to my face. I grabbed the buttercup, and tickled her nose with it,

                “God is a mysterious God; we can’t pretend to know His ways and ideas. Let’s let God make up something.”

                “God is the greatest person in the big entire world!” Goria said, stretching out her arms as wide as she could. I laughed and spread mine out with hers too.

                “Amen,” I said, as we both ran around, our arms stretching to God’s greatness.

And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose.

Romans 8:28

 Hope you Enjoy!!!!!