The Trouble With Blogs----I need YOUR HELP!

I've never actually done a blog before. I don't really know what to put in it. I know something will come to me though. Here are some ideas I have. Tell me which ones you like by signing my guest book.

-I could do reviews on other BarlowGirl blogs.
-I could do book and/or movie reviews (I like to write!)
-I could try to write a short story, and post them peice by peice
-All of the above

If you have any other ideas, let me know!

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If I....

If I had the talent to paint… I would paint a breathtaking landscape.

If I could write poetry…I would create a sonnet for the ages.

If I had the words…I would shout them out loud

If I had the talent to write music… I would create a symphony

However, what I do have is the life You have given me, the one You gave your all for.

So with that life, the one created beautifully in You.
I give you my heart, my goals, my dreams.

Most importantly I give you my actions, may they be as pleasing to you as a sonnet to the human heart, a symphony to human ears, or the most poignant words a human mind can fathom.


Changing Pain and Fear into Pearls

Changing Pain and Fear into Pearls

The desperation of her life began during her freshman year of high school. She had friends, just not real friends she could trust. El Dorado was boring to her because there was not much to do in that small, weird town. Her family wasn’t much of a family anymore. They had grown apart during her years at Barton Junior High School.

Now in her sophomore year, Elizabeth decided to do away with God after her friend passed away in a car wreck. After all, her friend did ask her to go to church that night with her. When Elizabeth found out about the wreck, she felt a huge burden fall upon her. This caused her to put up a huge brick wall around her heart and not let anyone in. Fear of losing someone she was close to followed her everywhere, causing pain, and she did not want people, even family, to be close. At nights she would find herself huddled in the corner of her room crying.


Last night, I got the flu or some bug, so I didn't go to school today. I came downstairs to lay on the couch at around 10:00 AM, and I'm all settled in with a blanket and a pillow, and... Thunk, boom, crash. And it's coming from the basement, which is where my rabbit's cage is kept. My stomach was in so much pain, I was ready to down an entire bottle of ibuprofen (but I didn't-only took four). But because I suspected that my rabbit, Marley, had gotten out of her cage, I got up and went to the basement stairs. As I'm slipping a pair of flip flops on and clomping my way down the stairs, I hear a big clatter, and then nothing, silence. By the time I get downstairs, I can clearly see that the door to Marley's cage is open, and wherever she is in the basement, she's not making any noise. So I try calling her name, pleading with this rabbit to please come out so I can go back upstairs and lay down.