Falling Apart

Barely breathin', with a broken heart, there is healing..

No.


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So the whole trip overall was pretty awesome. Cali the first week, Sedona AZ the second. I really really missed my mom though. Weird, huh? :P

So now I am back home. Nothing is the same.
Everything keeps changing, but I seem to stay the same.
Don't know what to do, it seems like I strive in vain.
I think I need an island where no one knows my name.

Hah I rhymed!

Anywayss....

This week. Garage sale. Yay! Excited about that, and also my friend Julie is coming over to ride with me. We've been wanting to ride together for a long long time, but have never had the time to do it. But her kids are gone on vacation with their grandma, so now she has two weeks to hang out and hopefully ride with me!

Missin' my Sarah friend. I love her, can't wait till we get a place together!! Soon, soon. Don't know where we are going to keep out accumulated 5 horses haha, but hopefully we will find a duplex with land nearby or something we can rent.

Weeding out my friends list right about now. It needed a cleaning (in real life, not on facebook)

When I got back home, it was 2 am, and I had been missing my horses so bad. I went straight out to see them, and they were in their new pasture that we opened up for them. Psyche was the first to see me, and he came running up to me. It was one of my favorite moments I have ever had with horses. He came running, then slowed down to a prance once he reached me. He stood there with his arabian attitude shining through, and he reached down with that arched neck and started sniffing me like I was a long lost friend. Then came Darcy, then Nazwan, and Clusie was still munching on grass- unaffected by it all. I am so blessed, thank you LORD for my horses and the people who made that happen and allowed it.

'Count you're blessings name them one by one...'
I love that song, it was one of my favorites when I was little.

The saddest part of my two weeks away was a phone call I recieved during my stay in Arizona. My mother called, and she told me that my dog had ran away and had been missing for two days. My dog, Abby, is a border collie who has been my best friend for 11 years. I love her to death, and she seriously is/was my best friend. She would go out with me every morning and night to feed and take care of the horses. If Psyche or Darcy acted up, I would give her the signal and she would herd them to where they were supposed to be. She was the best herding dog I've ever seen. When we lived out on the 40 acres, our neighbors had cows. They would always be getting out of their fences and roam around our property. She knew exactly where the property lines where, and when we gave her the whistle, she would go running and chase them perfectly back to their homes. I loved her, and I so hope she comes back. It's rare for her to be gone for more than a day, she ran away because of the thunder storms and because we were not home to let her inside. She always did that. But within a day, she would come moseying back home. This time she did not come home. We have searched all of the roads over and over again for her body, but have not found anything. I am still praying that God will bring her back to me.
Sorry for the rant, I just miss my dog.

You're the God of this City!

There is no one like our God...
There is no one like our God...

I keep repeating this to myself throughout my days.
"Greater things have yet to come, and greater things are yet to be done in this city!", Chris Tomlin couldn't have said it any better in his song "God of this City"

And I so believe this. It also applies to my own life... "Greater things have yet to come, and greater things are yet to be done in my heart and life!"


I am so amazed at what GOD is doing in my heart. Not anyone else. God. My God.

I am so joyful... sometimes when things are at their worst, I just give it up to God, and he gives me peace. I so love peace. It's one of my most favorite emotions, and lately I had rarely been getting it. The reason for that though is because I was not asking for it, and I was not giving myself to Him. I wasn't letting go of the terrible things going on in my life that I can not control.

It's all over now though. For that I am thankful.

The Lord is good, and his mercy reins forever..


As undeserving of a person as they get..
-Bri

It's a Small Small World After All...

I think I last left off at Norco, didn't I? Well after that we went straight to Seal Beach where Doty's Aunt Vicki lives. It is gorgeous here, and their are beaches everywhere. That first night we chilled at the house and then Jamie and Kemery came over for dinner.

Day two in Cali, we went in search for the Ocean. The first beach we came across was a not so nice beach. It was more for volley ball, running and dogs than for water sports. Later we found Huntington beach, which so far is my favorite. It has a large pier that stretches out into the ocean, and the sand and beach is very clean. The waves were really big and fun, but there was a rip tide that day so the lifeguards were yelling at all of the people to get out of the ocean. It was really funny. They didn't listen, and there were helicopters flying over the ocean with rescuers perched on the side to make sure no one drowned.

Day three, to be continued. I am tired, we went to Disneyland today and my brain is fried. Goodnight to all.

Da Kine

As I sit here listening to traffic sounds outside of my window in California, I am reflecting on my trip thus far. So far, I have been blessed by God's faithfulness, and have not had a rough trip. I was dreading the 24+ hour drive, but I was able to sleep through a lot of it, drive some of it (4 hours straight! It's a record!), and the other portion was spent admiring God's creation that I had never seen before. I think it first hit me in New Mexico when the mountains started popping out of the ground how beautiful it really was.

New Mexico was fun, we stopped on the side of the road once to take a picture with lava rock.
Arizona (my favorite state), is where we spent the night. We stopped in chilly Williams right out side of Flagstaff to stay the night. God did a cool thing here. We didn't know where we would be staying, dad just called his agent and said 'book us a room and tell us where we are going, I don't really want to deal with it", and the agent booked us a room in an amazing place. It was a ranch resort, with horses, basketball court, and heated swimming pool and hot tub. Ahh it was a nice surprise. I love the smell of horses in the dry air. Dad went running when he woke up that morning and he said he saw an elk.

Next destination, Norco. Norco stands for 'North Corona' and it is a town in California. I am in love with this town. Wanna know why? Because it is a town with nothing but horse people. The whole town is dedicated to horses. When you come into the town (and it is a large town btw), you do not see sidewalks, but rather horse back riding dirt 'trails' down the roads. The houses there are small, with half acre lots, but in their backyards every one of them had a pasture (a mini pasture) with atleast one horse in it. Pretty amazing. Their shopping centers there are nothing but horse shopping also. This was my favorite part. There was a huge store dedicated to consigned saddles and tack. Ahh Heaven.