don't be afraid to use a little color

don't be afraid to use a little color

don't be afraid to stretch your wings and soar

don't be afraid to be yourself

don't be afraid to share the things that you like

don't be afraid of who you are

don't be afraid of the talents God gave you

don't be afraid

it only holds you back

have courage

push past the shyness

i know

i had the same problem

but you can do it

we can do it

God can help us

don't be afraid

it holds you back

don't be afraid to use a little color

to color the world

to shine the Light

to let them know

what you believe

what you think

what you feel

don't be afraid

it holds you back

so let go

thank you, little heart

my finger's cold against the glass as i trace the heart onto the window. the chill stays on my finger, even as i stare at the heart, the lights rolling by behind it. the car shakes a little, but my eyes stay on that heart. that thing that shows me that there is still somewhere that loves me. someone that cares about me. and, slowly, i smile.

i'm not alone in this. i'm not the only one who has felt this way. i'm not the only one who has felt like i'm going to fail. like i'm alone. like nobody else understands me. i keep my focus on that heart. i don't stare out the window, into the depressing world outside. the one that i feel has betrayed. i keep my focus on that heart. and i realize that i still have one. and i smile.

thank you, little heart, for reminding me; reminding me that there are others. that there is hope. that i'm never going to be alone. thank you, little heart. thank you.

We all have that Friend

we all have that friend

that one to comfort us

to make us smile

to make us laugh

to be silly

even when we're tense

we all have that friend

who makes us feel better

who makes our day better

who makes us be able to get through

we all have that friend

the one that understands

the one that cares

the one that's always there

no matter what

we all have that friend

thank you, Lord

Jessie's Horrible Summer Plans

Dear Readers,

OH MY GOSH I'M SO MAD AT STORYTELLER THAT SHE HASN'T POSTED ANY OF MY STORIES IN LIKE FOREVER!!!!!!!

Oh, yeah, hi, this is Jessie Bender. :)

Welllllllll.... you probably wouldn't have liked the stories that I've been sending Storyteller lately, anyway. (Baby Will walking... Baby Will said his first word... Baby Will has an addiction to Chitty Chitty Bang Bang...) But she could've AT LEAST posted them... I mean, come on...

Anyway, I suppose you could say I, uh, *cough cough* hacked into her email account and are posting this right now. (OK, OK, she gave me her password for other purposes and I just came on. So what??) Anyway, so I should probably start explaining, right?

I can't believe it's already June!! School's out, so thankfully I'm not seeing the terrible three (Maya and the two other stinker girls) and Maurice (*shiver*).  And Noah has been coming over to help me with baby Will and play football in the backyard.

That's the good news.

The bad news is that Mom signed me up for a cooking class, Noah got signed up for it, too, and then our parents decided that we should both sign up for a class about first aid, and then another swimming class at the pool.

The worst part?

Maya, Summer, Ladasha, and Marcus are all signed up for the same thing.

Maya--OH MY GOSH SOMEBODY PLEASE HOLD ME BACK OR I'M GOING TO KILL THAT JERK!!

Summer--READ ABOVE.

Ladasha--READ ABOVE AGAIN.

Marcus--OH MY GOSH I'M GOING TO PUKE!!

The only thing that's going to make it better is Noah. And yet our phone conversation wasn't that happy on Friday.

Me: So.

Noah: So.

Me: We got signed up for lots of stinking awful lessons with our worst enemies.

Noah: You mean three of our worst enemies and the guy who has a secret crush on you.

Me: (hisses) DON'T EVEN MENTION THAT!

Noah: Sorry.

Me: It's not funny.

Noah: What?

Me: Marcus.

Noah: I know.

Me: You're laughing at me.

Noah: What? No I'm not!

Me: Yes, you are. I can just imagine your face.

Noah: Jessie, what on earth are you talking about?!

Me: It's horrible. It's just too horrible.

Noah: (sighs and says awkwardly) It'll... it'll be OK, Jessie. I'll be there to fend off the meanies.

Me: Thanks, buddy.

Noah: No problem.

Me: We're going to die, aren't we?

Noah: Yep.

Me: Bye.

Noah: Bye.

I don't think there's much hope for our future...

Love,
Jessie

Note from Storyteller: this is fictional story. Jessie is fictional, and so obviously nobody's hacked into my account. =P

"It's always a Good Time..."

Music love time. <3

Well, first off, the music artist who I've talked about the most on this blog is... *drum roll* Owl City. (of course... ;)) So, I'm going to have a little "I love all of these Owl City songs" time. :) Just because I love the sound of Owl City. :)

"Good Time"

(catchiter then anythin' ;))

"Galaxies"

(first song I ever heard by him... got me hooked... {obviously} ;D)

"Fireflies"

(the song that made him famous...)

"Alligator Sky"

(LOVE LOVE LOVE)

Yeah, well, I love lots more by him, but I suppose these are enough for now, eh? ;) What are some of your favorite songs? What's your favorite Owl City song? :)

just tell Him

fly fly fly away

let your freedom soar

let everything out

just scream and shout

let it spill over

just let God know what you're feeling

just get it all out

and i know

that suddenly everything will fall into place

and you will feel it

a difference

a peace

something deep inside your heart

just let Him know what you're feeling

He already knows

but tell Him yourself

let Him make you free

let Him let you soar away

let Him give you your freedom

your Salvation

everything you ever needed

just tell Him

Rather Simple, Actually...

This is rather simple, actually, but... do you guys like the posts that I've been doing lately? I mean, you guys don't really seem... to like... you know... my posts... Anyway, I like them. I like writing them. I think they're pretty. And they let me speak in a way that's not what I usually get out of my mouth. It's like a poem. It's like a flow, a thought, an idea, something in my mind that makes sense, a dream. Know what I mean?

Anyway, please give me your feedback. <3