The Weeks

You know, if it wasn't for the chemicals released in my body, I wouldn't be so cheerful. First of all, I would like to apologize: I would like to apologize for not upgrading this blog since July 4th (if you think about it...boy that's a long time!) and for not being thoroughly honest. So, here it goes...my confession, my everything. I'm a sinner. I fall short of the perfection my Heavenly Father deserves, in fact, I fell just 2 days ago. But let's not get that personal.

Now that, that's out of the way, what did I do since the 4th? Actually, a ton of stuff have been happening. I've been struggling to get my prayer life back on track again, and I've started up exersize. And this time it's business. There's this really cool website that lets you have a free profile complete with free exersize schedule. It personalizes the exercises to your body and you get to choose which days you want to exercise. The only thing is, it's for 18 and up but they "may change that in the near future" to 13 and up. You may choose to train with your team, or alone, for a sport like football, soccer, martial arts, etc. It's very cool. I chose the "Get Lean" option, so my exercise week consists of:

Monday: Nothing (I have Karate)
Tuesday: _______
Wednesday: Nothing (Karate)
Thursday: ______
Friday: Nothing (Rest day. I'm also 'following' the "Abs Diet" which is basically just telling you how to eat. It works, and all you need is their book. If that. It tells you how to eat right, how much to exersize, etc. and you may have 1 meal a week where you can eat anything (Pizza!) in moderation. It also recommends a day or two between each exersize day, so your muscles can rest and build up. It works, I tried it for a couple months and its amazing. Of course, then I gave in to temptation (Pizza everyweek and chips!) and let myself slack from December until now, and Im back where I started.)
Saturday: Nothing (I have Karate)
Sunday: ________

All the _________ spots are filled with either an exercise or cardio day. My plan goes like so:
Workout, workout, cardio, cardio, cardio, cardio, workout, workout, cardio, cardio, cardio, cardio, workout, workout, etc. When you create your plan...well, just try it out. I would like to talk about other things now. :)

If you don't mind, we will go backwards. This workout thing started just last week, so we'll stay with last week. And so we get to the retreat, the NYC missions trip retreat. Our Youth Group is going to NYC (New York City; for the newcomers) and we will be visiting AID's patients, the homeless, and basically everyone we can.
Dear L-rd, I pray that this trip be a permament lifechanging experience for all of us, that all of us may be put out of our comfort zone. Amen.
The retreat, it was amazing. On the first day we were told to fill out a sheet (at night. Up to that point we were boating) and pray about the questions on the verses. We then gathered and sang praises to our G-d and King, discussed the questions, and prayed. At about 12am we went inside and were up until 2am (I was dead tired, but man enough to stay up ). What did we do? Well, I just went and filled out sheets, everyone had their name written on a piece of paper on which we were to write an encouraging comment on. Frankly, I was quite suprised on comments made to me as I am the quiet one in the group and speak only when answering a question. Anyway, after I got bored with that I joined the group, well just looked and then was asked to join, in a game of...where you sit down in a circle and the person next to you says a word, then you say a word, and eventually you will have a story. Just a couple minutes of it though, most of us got bored, so we formed a massage circle. Now that was an experience, a massage. It was around 1am at that time. When that was over, I went on the couch (my sleeping place) and watched some people play "Apples to Apples" if I recall correctly. And we slept. Whoops, hold on! That night (right after discussing the questions) was the night when our Pastor/Youth Leader asked us to was one other person's feet until everyone is washed and has washed. Well, I was terrified. Being the quiet one, who would I wash? I had a hunch on who would wash me, the Youth Leader, but who would I wash? I was right in the end, he washed my feet, and I was terrified. Then he gave me a hug, please not hugs are not something to be given around freely in our family, they are reserved for Grandma and Grandpa, sometimes Dad. I was stunned, literally. I just sat there, with my feet out of the water, my heart beating like it was ready to flee. About 15 minutes passed before I got up to wash his feet as well, and hug him, and tell him "thanks", and him telling me he loved me (not kiss, but genuine, friend love. "I love you man" was what he said, after he washed my feet and after I washed his). Seriously, that was the only time I've been hugged by someone outside my family, except once in school by a girl who wanted to hug me for Valentines day...I didn't really hug back, it was ackward, after being raised with kisses but not hugs, it was another experience.
The next day was pretty normal, we discussed the questions, went boating, though I stayed behind to finish those comments...and because the boats were filled, and then prayed and left. This week, starting Monday through Friday, I am volunteering over at VBS, Vacation Bible School, which is pretty amazing. I've started to wonder what people are thinking, what people's life story are. Remember, every person is truly unique, just think about that. All 6 billion of us unique. And I saw that with the 230ish kids coming to VBS this week, WOW! They get real excited over the smallest of things, especially the pre-k and the kingergarteners. Any game we have is just amazing to them! Their tiny little faces show emotions full of excitement, happiness, enjoyment, and they just love the songs and clapping to the rock and roll one. Speaking of VBS, I've been invited by someone to go to AppleBees, good restaurant, but I couldn't go, mother wanted me home. Oh well, theres always next time, second time I've been invited and I couldn't go, but may G-d's will be done forever and ever. I've noticed I've been thinking of G-d more, or at least seeing Him in everyone, especially the Christians around me, and sometimes I've been noticing the lack of G-d, and the silent but real suffering of some people. Can you imagine your neighbor, that cheerful lady who always bakes cookies for church, is lonely? She goes to church, but she lost G-d, she doesn't know. It's very confusing, and I'm still thinking, and please, anyone, pray that G-d wll show me His will for me.


And that was, more or less, the weeks since the fourth. I've found out I can be more active and still keep my personality, that I can be loving, and that I've been thinking on the right track: what people need are listeners, not just advice givers, but listeners who are willing to get into the muck of the problem. Willing to get muddy in the mess, willing to get wet amid the tears, and willing to lose their own life for Christ, through Whom they can help the other. An advice my father gave me: You are an emotional kid, and there's nothing wrong with that and it might be even better as you can learn to feel other people, but just learn to tone things down. Still working on that. Another advice: Make yourself stronger and then help the others. How can you help if you have no strength? (He said all that in Hungarian, of course). But that is it for now, no pictures but I will post more and will update the music of the day. Which reminds me! I put all my pictures and music (20 GB) on my external hardrive (300 GB max) which now refuses to let the computer know that its plugged in. Will take it to the computer guy.

May G-d bless you in your wonderful journey with Him, and I hope you like the new outlook of the blog,
The Sc