let me cry with you

 Why do good things have to come to an end?

Things don’t always seem to be the same in the end. People are taken for something their not and a lot of times people are left hurt.

We open ourselves up to people thinking we can trust them and they turn their backs on us, tell others our problem and judge us based off of our mistakes.

You thought they were going to take you for who you are but you were wrong.

They know the type of person you are and that you are really emotional and that your childhood experiences have made you the person you are today.

The take everything you ever experienced and said the wrong way.

Even the type of person they are, the words “I hate you” still escape their mouth. It was quiet but loud enough so you could hear it. You tried to act like it did not bother you because you do not like to show your pain and tears. You have been good at hiding your tears and you did not want to let them know that they almost broke you. You have been on your weakness string for a long time. You have been experiencing hate towards your self and you already feel worthless in the life you live. You feel low, no good enough and lost, how could something so hurtful be said so easily with not even a thought of how bad it may hurt someone. You were called names like self-centered that will stick on your heart forever. You thought you were doing your best at not being selfish and helping others but it was reversed and thrown right back at you. How do you forgive someone who told you that they hated you? Deep down inside you know they did not mean it but they still said it. It your heart you know you will forgive them but you rather not let them be aware because you rather they not be satisfied with forgiveness because what they said hurt you so bad. They want to talk to you and be your friend but you are not ready. Are you wrong?

 I will not let you do this alone.

She never knew she had so many tears bottle up inside of her. She feels so weak like everything is her fault. Nothing can take her pain away and she just wants happiness. The enemy tells her that she is not a happy person but I can see that she is a beautiful, strong young woman. I know the enemy sees her weak spots and will do everything in his power to break her down but he will not succeed because of her faith in God. Un Happy people are those who do not know God. If a believer feels at anytime that they are weak and unhappy then he will seek more hateful desires. The enemy is a liar and he will not win. Her heart is too strong and Gods arms are open too wide for her to give up. She is one of the most beautiful people that I have the opportunity to know. I see in her eyes the passion and love.

One of the greatest things we can do, Is be someone’s friend and be there to lift them up. If they can not see the light then we should be that light for them in till their faith is restored.

the end is near

School is almost out and things are getting a little busy.

There is a little girl at the school I do early experience at and she is sooooo cute. She looks like she should be my daughter. We have the same middle name and favorite color. Just thought I should share that. Lol

Thursday P.A.C got a group called Recycled Percussion to come in and perform. It was great. Their instruments were made from old buckets and bins. They were all tapped up together. The main drummer was amazing and had a lot of skill. He is one of the fastest they said. I enjoyed their performance.

The only bad thing was I took the little boy I baby-sit to watch also and he did not like it because it was so loud.

Friday was ODU Day; it was a lot of fun. I heard in the past that it is usually a big deal and a lot of people actually showed up. There was..

-dunking booth

-fake tattoos

-blow ups

-raffle prizes

-games and more

It was a fun time. It was real beautiful outside and then it started raining and everyone ran inside in dining hall. It was not regular dinner. The dining staff made ribs, hot dogs, potato salad, funnel cakes and hot pretzels.

The best part of ODU day was the Powder Puff game. It was freshman and sophomores against juniors and seniors. Of course the upperclassmen cheated. They always had too many players on the field and they were being more physical then allowed.

We heard that they would try to tackle but out coaches told us to not make the first move. They were holding our shirts and pushing us down. I can get pretty physical so I do not let any one push me around so I started being forceful. I really did not care about the refs any more because they were very absurd. I will not comment on their performance because it was absolutely unacceptable. We all know that it was just a powder puff game but it still deserves to be played fair.

All together the weekend went okay. My body was pretty sore from the game so I was not interested in going out at all.

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Hey Friends

Hope everyone’s enjoying the beautiful weather! I know I am. It has been so gorgeous lately. Things are starting to get so busy for me. I try to make sure that I get 8 hours of sleep each night because when I do not, it shows in my actions and performance. Well right now, that idea is out the window. Its college though. I did a report in health last semester and the average college student only gets around 5 to 6 hours of sleep a night. Around 40 percent of Americans are sleep-deprived.

Last week in ODU had a Holocaust speaker come in and lecture about his experiences during his childhood. He is 88 years old. He lost 37 members of his family and afterwards him and his brother Andrew had to change their last names.

Notes that I took:

Makes no difference of the color of face

Any mother who has given birth regardless of the race has experienced the same pain

You have no right to hate

A human being was not created to hate

Here to learn how to embrace each other

Kids in his town hated him because he was Jewish. He was six years old when he first experienced hate. They called him dirty Jew and kick and overpower him after church. They beat him physically and mentally. He wanted to tell them he was the same little guy that he was.

He had a special talent that he still uses to today to inform the world that hate does not work. Hate is a big circle. When you hate someone then they will hate someone and it heals nothing. The kids hated him even more because he made landscapes and sculptures. He made figures out of bread dough and he knew that he wanted to be an artist. Jew could not receive higher education at the time. He was also a gymnast but was kick out of a competition because he was Jewish. In 1937 he was drafted into the Hungarian Army. They were served one cup of coffee and a bowl of soup a day. Were forced to were the same clothing everyday even during battle.

At the age of 21 he was 75lbs. He once tried to sell one of his shirts for two potatoes and was hung by his arms.

He found beauty everywhere. He always knew god loved him and was taking care of him. He knew he would make it.

Jan 12 1943 to August 11 1947 he hated so much. In 1947 he realized that he will not hate. Justified to hate. If he killed an innocent child then that child would still hate. There is no satisfaction.

He came to speak to us to tell us that hate never works. Wanted to share how they tried to destroy him but failed.  He dedicated his life to the new generations just so he can share the importance of not hating.

I believe in my heart that his speech changed my life and the way I think.

Well the Justice Revival was amazing. All of Gods work is amazing. J it really gave me a whole new vision on how we need to reach out to the injustices of our communities.

Younglife is the best. Being able to commit and sacrifice a lot of time is my struggle and prayer request right now.  Time management. I loved being involved and doing by absolute best at serving the Lord but I have to get my priorities and time management skills together first. I already know the lord will take care of it and place me in the most excellent positions were my duties are needed the most at.

Have a fantastic week

Jacquelyn

“Lord do not move my mountain, just give me the strength to climb it”

Jefferson Thomas

Little rock Nine

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