Showing posts with label Thanksgiving. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Thanksgiving. Show all posts

Friday, November 26, 2010

New Template?

So here it is. The new template.

I was extremely sick of my old one. I’m really having trouble choosing a template that’s good, so I randomly threw this one together. If anyone is willing to make me a template, I would be overjoyed, but please don’t feel obliged to.

I went and saw Harry Potter 7 again with my cousins and my brother and my uncle. It was quite interesting I must say.

I’m actually thinking about changing my blog name….because I think that’s one of the reasons I’m not getting any followers. :( I do believe that I’m going to leave it though, because of the meaning it has to me.

Yes, this is a slightly random post, I must admit.

Lately I have been watching Stargate Atlantis. This is officially my new favorite tv series. I love it. It’s so nerve-wracking. Except the episode I just watched…that one was boring. :p

Yeah…I’m kind of out of ideas. Although, today a friend said to me, “In heaven they celebrate “Thanksgiving” everyday. Why can’t it be like that here?” Just thought you might want to think about that.

Now…uh…I have no idea what to say, so I’m going to leave you…to your….staring at the computer screen wondering why you just wasted your time reading this post.

Angela.

Thanksgiving- Part 2

The food was great. I enjoyed every bit of it! (except for the stuffing…I hate stuffing.) I enjoyed spending time with my family and laughing a lot.

Thanks. Giving. The time to give thanks.

Thanks. Giving. The time to eat food.

Thanks. Giving. The time to have fun with your family.

Thanks. Giving. The time to watch the Macy’s Day Parade.

Thanks. Giving. The time to watch football. (The Saints won by the way, for those of you who care. *myself*)

Thanks. Giving. The time to remember the pilgrims.

Thanks. Giving. The time to pack your sleeping bag so you can spend the night in line in front of a store.

We do all these things, but do you ever feel that there’s something missing? Something that you are obviously skipping over every year?

Yesterday as I was pondering and thinking about the pilgrims in my mind. (preparing for my post) While doing so I thought of it. The thing I’ve been missing all these years. God. See, we do all the things I said above, but the one thing we don’t do is worship God. Don’t get me wrong, I pray and everything before the big meal, but is that it? I say the things I’m thankful for, the top on the list, my relationship with Christ. Is that it? Yes, I don’t really do much for God on Thanksgiving or about God. Yesterday, when I thought of all the things the pilgrims would be thankful for after their long journey. I could only think of one. That God kept them safe.

Why can’t we celebrate Thanksgiving for God? The thing we’re all missing is that we have to give thanks to God for keeping the pilgrims safe. If they all died on the boat, or if they just never made it to America….would we be alive today? If we truly thank God for the food and mean it with all our heart, is that better than praying over it normally? If we spend time with family and show love toward them is that better than just spending time with family and laughing with them? Think about this today.

Over and Out.

Angela

By the way, I have a question. Why would ANYONE go shopping that early???

Thursday, November 25, 2010

Thanksgiving

Normally, every blogger posts a Thanksgiving post: What I’m thankful for, What we’re eating, Family visiting…etc.etc.etc.

I decided that I’m not going to do that. :D It’s time for something a little bit different.

I’m going to see if you can get the idea of being a pilgrim.

Imagine this. You’re sitting on a ship, rocking at sea. Salt is caked in your hair and you can taste it in your mouth. You don’t have a lot of food and you’re starting to feel sort of sick after weeks of traveling. People all around you, your friends and family, are dying. Finally, you see land. After days of watching the land and waiting, you reach the land. You go ashore and agree on “Plymouth.” Remember the fact that you don’t have a lot of food and there’s still a lot of you, even though many died and fell overboard.

You obviously wouldn’t be very thankful would you?

Correct. Don’t even try to answer differently because then you’d be lying.

Don’t stop imagining. You see an indian.He teaches you how to grow your food. You then have food. You are thankful for all God has got you through.

Thanksgiving. Don’t just say that you’re thankful for something and then go eat food. It’s not right. Honor the pilgrims and pray for the ones who are going through a lot of troubles and don’t have a lot to be thankful for.

Over and Out.

Angela

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Asleep at Midnight

Yesterday was a wrap of tiredness and pure boredom. I sat in a car for 7 hours. Complete and utter boredom. The first 30 or so minutes seemed find, I was saying, “Oh this won’t be that bad.” (It really wasn’t too bad, but I decided to make this post interesting enough, I must exaggerate a smidgen. :D) I was hungry, my stomach was making strange sounds, signaling that I needed to eat the sandwich mom packed for me. I hate sandwiches. With a passion. I ate it anyway. I was then thirsty and wanted to drink my water, but I could only drink a few one little sip, due to we didn’t want to take any stops unless we absolutely had to. I was trying to be safe. I….yeah, this is the most boring post ever…okay, I’m done, I’ll save you the boredom, I wouldn’t want you to ruin your keyboard once your face lads on it and drool pours into the cracks and fry it. So…I am drawing a blank on anything interesting to tell you now.

Normally, I would post a post on Thanksgiving and the things I am thankful for, the real meaning of thanksgiving…etc. etc. etc. The only problem with that idea is that everyone else does it and it’s not worth you reading the same thing over and over again. So I’ve decided…no I haven’t actually decided anything, except that my fingers are going to stop typing at the end of this sentence and let you get back to your life.

Over an Out.

Angela