Time to sing the Hallelujah corus!

Hallelujah! Detasselling is over forevermore!!!!

Well.... at least for this year...

Anyways.... =) I did not go today because I got a terrible angry rash yesterday all on my legs and it hurt really bad.... I stayed home and did some profitable things. I caught up on some sleep, made a pair of swimming culottes, baked cookies, did a bunch of laundry, And kept mom company. =) I also succeded in running into the kitchen counter... It was as everyone was getting home too....

I am glad i stayed home though... Now i am looking forward to Friday when we LORDwilling get together and go to Michigans Adventure! =D Most of our detasselling group will be going.

There is a down side to detasselling being over... I've gotten spoiled seeing all of my close friends almost every day for the past three weeks... Im going to really miss that... =.( I guess i will just have to look forward to next year when LORDwilling our number will increase! =)

Give me strength, LORD!

Isaiah 40:28-31 

Hast thou not known? hast thou not heard, that the everlasting God, the LORD, the Creator of the ends of the earth, fainteth not, neither is weary? there is no searching of his understanding. He giveth power to the faint; and to them that have no might he increaseth strength. Even the youths shall faint and be weary, and the young men shall utterly fall: But they that wait upon the LORD shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint.

Verse 29 of these verses has been one I have been remembering this past week during detasselling. It has been very long and i think we are all going crazy. Or have been going crazy for a while... as one of us says "I think we lost it a while ago..." It is going as well as can be expected... Yesterday, we had a long, tiring, muddy, 9 hour day. We even started singing every song that came to mind. We sang so many that we started singing christmas songs because we couldnt think of any others! Of course the guys were exasperated and had to make fun of and pick on us....(i guess thats their job...) We even made up words to "count your blessings" to go along with detasselling. I might post the words sometime later. =)

Goodbye for now!

Things Im loving

My Awesomely fantastic friend-lings(friends/"siblings")//My yellow watch//My Michigan tee-shirt//Reeses fast-breaks//Jolly ranchers//Our awesome detasselling"group"//My curly hair//"Teaching" nursery sunday school//Adorable little people//My new wallet//My fabric to make new cullottes//Mountain Dew(i drank over half a 2 liter today.... Yeah, IM HYPER!!!!!!)//watching movies//Having a whole weekend off from detasselling(i feel bad for those who do still have to work....)//My camera//My bank account balance//Reading books//Ultimate Frisbee(I NEED to play sometime soon....)//Fruit

And the list could go on and on and on and on and on......

OK... ill stop.... LOL! =D

To the work!

To the work! To the work! We are servants of God,

Let us follow the path that our Master has trod;
With the balm of His counsel our strength to renew,
Let us do with our might what our hands find to do.
 
Toiling on, toiling on,
Toiling on, toiling on;
Let us hope, and trust, let us watch, and pray,
And labor till the Master comes.
 
To the work! To the work! Let the hungry be fed,
To the fountain of life let the weary be led;
In the cross and its banner our glory shall be,
While we herald the tidings, “Salvation is free!”
 
Toiling on, toiling on,
Toiling on, toiling on;
Let us hope, and trust, let us watch, and pray,
And labor till the Master comes.
 
To the work! To the work! There is labor for all,
For the kingdom of darkness and error shall fall;
And the name of Jehovah exalted shall be
In the loud swelling chorus, “Salvation is free!”
 
Toiling on, toiling on,
Toiling on, toiling on;
Let us hope, and trust, let us watch, and pray,
And labor till the Master comes.
 
To the work! To the work! In the strength of the Lord,
And a robe and a crown shall our labor reward
When the home of the faithful our dwelling shall be
And we shout with the ransomed “Salvation is free!”
 
Toiling on, toiling on,
Toiling on, toiling on;
Let us hope, and trust, let us watch, and pray,
And labor till the Master comes.

                                       ~Fanny J. Crosby

This song is one of the many that have been going through my head this past week during detasselling. This year i have tried to keep a positive attitude and i hope I am.... I was told today that is eemed in a pretty good mood so I hope he wasnt lying.... =)

I seem to always be short on time when we are at the internet....

Corn....Corn.....corn.....sky.....clouds......corn......trees.....pivot.....corn.....corn....

corn....

This is pretty much what I saw from 7:10 to 12:45 this morning.... I can tell you this- it was NOT my ideal morning activity!!! I spent most of my time talking to myself, making up conversations with ”other people”(which happened to turn out to be cornstalks...), singing, praying, and(im ashamed to say) feeling miserable....

Detasselling is an interesting job. You walk through a cornfield and pull off tassels and throw them on the ground. The difficulty is identifying the tassels and this is hard to teach new-bees because there is such a wide variety. Once you know what a tassel is, you are all set! Another difficulty is the “afflictions” the corn causes... #1. Scratches and corn rash, you could prevent this by wearing a long sleeve shirt but that makes you hotter. And the scratches don’t really hurt too much... #2. Sunburn. This also can be prevented by wearing a long sleeve shirt but once again, it makes you twice as hot. And I don’t bother to wear sunscreen because it only works for a short time and it washes off. #3. Wet corn which makes you soaked to the skin and beyond. This, in my opinion, cannot be helped. Some would say “use rain gear” but in my experience, rain gear just doesn’t work....

My detasselling outfit includes a short sleeve shirt, culottes, old shoes(mine are on their third detasselling season), socks, sometimes a sweatshirt if it is cold in the morning, a hat with a face shield screen thingy, and gloves. All of the clothes are old ones and I will throw them out after detasselling is over.(except MAYBE the shoes.... they might need to retire...)

Anyways... enough about stinky corn detasselling.....

Last Saturday, we had a gathering at church and i had a blast!!! A lot of my really close friends and "familty" were there. We had an awesome group and an awesome time! I love all of you guys so much! =D Whoever reads this..... ;P

I gotta go so ill post more l;ater.

The Flag Goes By

The Flag Goes By

Hats off!

Along the streets there comes
A blare of bugles, a ruffle of drums,
A flash of color beneath the sky:
          Hats off!
The flag is passing by.
 
Blue and crimson and white it shines,
Over the steel-tipped, ordered lines.

            Hats off!

The colors before us fly;
But more than the flag is passing by.
 
Sea-fights and land-fights, grim and great,
Fought to make and save the state:
Weary marches and sinking ships;
Cheers of victory on dying lips;
 
Days of plenty and years of peace;
March of a small land’s swift increase;
Equal justice, right, and law,
Stately honor and reverend awe;
 
Sign of a nation, great and strong
To ward her people from foreign wrong:
Pride and glory and honor,-all
Live in the colors to stand or fall.

Hats off!

Along the streets there comes
A blare of bugles, a ruffle of drums,
A flash of color beneath the sky:
            Hats off!
The flag is passing by.

                        - Henry Halcomb Bennett

Just a poem i found and liked....

Battle Hymn of the Republic

Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord,
He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored;
He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword-
His truth is marching on.

Glory! glory, hallelujah!
Glory! glory, hallelujah!
Glory! glory, hallelujah!
His truth is marching on.

I have seen him in the watchfires of a hundred circling camps,
They have builded Him an altar in the evening dews and damps;
I can read His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps-
His day is marching on.

Glory! glory, hallelujah!
Glory! glory, hallelujah!
Glory! glory, hallelujah!
His truth is marching on.

He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never sound retreat,
He is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgment seat;
O be swift, my soul, to answer Him! Be jubilant, my feet!-
Our God is marching on.

Glory! glory, hallelujah!
Glory! glory, hallelujah!
Glory! glory, hallelujah!
His truth is marching on.

In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea,
With a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and me;
As he died top make men holy, let us die to make men free,
While God is marching on.

Glory! glory, hallelujah!
Glory! glory, hallelujah!
Glory! glory, hallelujah!
His truth is marching on.
                               ~Julia Ward Howe



This is one of my favorite songs to play on my violin. It is a challenge and I love the tune and the key it is in. While playin an instrument, you dont pay attention to the words. Sometimes while singing we dont even pay attention but we should.

Verses 3+4 Bring more meaning to me. The second part of verse 3 says, "O be swift, my soul, to answer Him! Be jubilant, my feet!" Do we rejoice when we can do Gods will? Are we happy to serve Him?

Verse 4 says, "As he died top make men holy, let us die to make men free." I dont believe this is just talking about physically free. Would we be willing to die to bring the gospel to people? Would we die so they could spiritually be free from the bondage of sin? ARE WE WILLING TO DIE TO OUR SELFISH DESIRES? Would we give the gospel to people even when we are laughed at or ridiculed or cussed at?

Yesterday was the fourth of July. Many people saw this as a reason to "celebrate" with their liquor and cigarettes and filthy language. Why are people celebrating independence day when they are slaves to their sin? They are in bondage and they dont even care!

Yesterday was a sobering experience for me. Every year, someone from our church goes to GR to pass out tracts and watch fireworks and this year my family went too. This year was the most eyeoppening and scary for me so far. We have a reputation for giving the truth and people know who we are when they see us coming most of the time. This year, I went to give a lady a gospel tract and she started swearing at me and saying nasty things. She knows our reputation because she exclaimed something to the effect that, "cant we have a nice 4th without people trying to condemn us?" After that, I got laughed at by an atheist and then a man walked by screaming some nasty things.

I have to remind myself- Truth convicts! They are blaspheming God! I need to do my job as a Christian and stand for what is right- NO MATTER WHAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Glory! glory, hallelujah! His truth is marching on!