The Meaningful Song Lyrics TAG!

Good Morning to all who are reading this! I was tagged by Blessing Counter for the Meaningful Song Lyrics Tag! 🙂 Thanks, Blessing! ::)

So here are the rules I have copied and pasted from Blessing`s blog. (you don`t mind, right?)

1. Find some lyrics you think are really meaningful and type them into a nice background
(Be sure to name the song and the writer!)
2. Then post it on your blog and tag as many people as you want.
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I tag-
Thanks everyone! 🙂
P.S. Oh, and make sure to let the people you tag know that you tagged them! 🙂

Fictitious Paragraph (story?) (I wrote it for a Grammar assignment)

 

I have witnessed many a time when a stranger has shown kindness to another stranger, but this one particular incident stuck out for me. It happened one morning as I was hobbling to work. Earlier that morning I had twisted me ankle while jogging, and it was quite sore. I was beginning to think of the reasons I could self-pity myself when I happened to see an old woman sitting in a wheelchair. Her face, which was weathered and downcast, looked as if it could never laugh again, much less smile.

Normally, I would have just walked right past, pretending I didn’t see her.
As I was making my way across the street, however, a young boy, who was making his way to school, stopped by the poor old woman and handed her a large sticky cinnamon bun, fresh from the bakery.

I could see, as the woman took the bun, her eyes light up. She was surprised, I could tell, that the boy would give a complete stranger something probably so dear and so loved by himself.

Along with her surprise, I felt my own feelings- guilt. Guilt that so many times I had passed this dear, poor old woman and not so much as cast a glance in her direction. Guilt that I had not shared a little of what I had when I had so much.
Guilt that I had not obeyed my Savior’s instruction to His people.
Guilt that I had been feeling sorry for myself over a bruised ankle and yet, this woman had been enslaved to a chair for many years, not being able to move her lower body.
“Father, forgive me.” I whispered as I walked slowly to where the thin, raggedy old woman was finishing off her last bit of sticky cinnamon bun.

Reaching into my purse, I pulled out a few bills and some change. Stuffing them gently into her hand, I said, “May the LORD bless you.” And I walked away without another word.
She stared vacantly at the money in her palm and wondered how she could have gotten so lucky in one day.
But I knew in my heart that it was not luck- it was the Holy Spirit.

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Chocolate Chip Peanut Butter Cookies

Peter Pan Neverland Chocolate Chip Cookies

10 mins to prepare, makes 18 medium cookies
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Peter Pan Neverland Chocolate Chip Cookies - Soft and chewy peanut butter cookies loaded with chocolate chips!! The combination of peanut butter and chocolate is IRRESISTIBLE!!:

Recipe from

Averie Sunshine {Averie Cooks}

Ingredients

Refrigerated

  • 1 Egg, large

Baking & spices

  • 1 1/4 cups All-purpose flour
  • 1/2 tsp Baking soda
  • 1/2 cup Brown sugar, light packed
  • 1/4 cup Granulated sugar
  • 1/2 tsp Salt
  • 1 1/2 cups Semi-sweet chocolate chips
  • 2 tsp Vanilla extract

Dairy

  • 1/2 cup Butter, unsalted

Other

  • heaping 3/4 cup Peter Pan Simply Ground Original Peanut Butter®

Racing for Time- Chapter 15!

Janefer stepped into her cool house. The air was chilly because of the air conditioning. “I’ll be back, Mom. I’m gonna grab a sweater.” She picked her favorite powder- blue sweater with the Aeropostale logo on it. She threw it over her head, and snuggled in the cozy warmth.

Her mother was in the kitchen, making their favorite tea: Spiced Apple Chai with whole milk and honey. She handed Janefer a mug and motioned for her to sit down. Janefer breathed in the spicy aroma and raised her eyebrows in questioning. “Well, it all started when Dad lost his first patient. The patient had a brain tumor, and your father tried to perform surgery, but… it was unsuccessful. The patient was already so weak from the chemotherapy, and the surgery was just too hard on his body. It was devastating for the family and for your father to have the loss of that patient, especially for Dad, who had to bear the pain of losing a patient, and the blame and hatred he received from the family. That family didn’t take any drastic measures against him right then, but eventually your father lost a couple more patients, most of them not his fault, and some of them he couldn’t even do anything about, but to make them comfortable. Even so, the families of the loved ones, and sometimes even the friends blamed your father and would try to hurt him in some way, or as revenge.”

Janefer blinked, trying to take it all in. Yes, she would probably feel sad and angry if she lost someone, but would she try to hurt the doctor or his family? No, I wouldn’t. She finally decided. “So, you’re saying that someone who lost a loved one is trying to hurt me and Mel as revenge since they can’t do it to Dad?” Her mother’s eyes shone with tears not yet shed. “I hope that’s not the case, but…. yes, it’s very possible.” Mrs. Davis glanced at her watch. “Oh, I have to get to work. I’m sorry we don’t have more time to talk, Janefer.” She took a sip of her tea and grabbed her purse. She stopped by Janefer and gave her a long hug. “I love you so much, Janefer. I just wish this could all be over.” Janefer didn’t want to let go. She felt like a scared child, clinging to her mother for comfort. Finally, Janefer pulled back and sighed, digging her hands into the pockets of her jeans. Mrs. Davis sighed as well. “I better get going. My boss is going to fire me if I’m not there on time.”

Janefer giggled, first a small one that bubbled up her throat but eventually  grew into an unstoppable laugh. She knew her mother was the owner of Speed Dial Cafe, but she didn’t know why it was so hilariously funny. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she leaned against the counter. Janefer looked at her mother who she found out was laughing hysterically as well. Janefer hiccuped, and took a deep breath, trying to calm herself. She wiped her eyes and laughed softly. Her mother looked at her with eyes shining. It had been a long time since Janefer had laughed. Really laughed. She hadn’t ever been the same since her father had gotten sick. Janefer became serious again, although there was laughter in her eyes. Mrs. Davis glanced at her watch again. “I better go. I’ll be home by six.” She laughed as she walked out the door. Janefer realized she hadn’t had a good laugh in a long time, especially not with her mother. How selfish I’m being, thinking that I can have a great time with my Mom when Mel is still missing. She tried to focus on her earlier conversation with her mother. “Maybe I should try talking to some of the people, see if they have a motive.” She mused. This isn’t a detective novel. A voice in her head reprimanded her. “I know it could be dangerous,” She said to no one in particular. “But I have to, if it will  help to find Mel.”
Mel woke up again, dreaming about  bowling with her family. She had just gotten a strike, and everyone was cheering for her, when this dark cloud came into the room with a huge 300 ton bowling ball and smashed it onto her lane, creating pieces that flew everywhere. Except the pieces only hit her, in the legs. Her shirt was sweaty, her hair damp. Everything seemed foggy again. Where was she now? It didn’t seem like the place she was before. Where was the place she was before? A hotel? A house? She was so confused. Her throat was parched, begging for water. Her tongue felt thick and dehydrated. Her lips were dry and cracked. She ran her tongue over her lips, hoping it would put some moisture back into them. “Please, Lord.” She said in barely a whisper. “I know you are there. Please help me. Please make someone find me, and soon.” She wasn’t really scared, but the thing that scared her the most was dying alone. Although she wasn’t a verse expert on the Bible, one verse came to mind that every child in her church as a kid learned. It was Psalm 23, but one verse in particular. Yea, though I walk through the Valley of the Shadow of Death, you are with me, your rod and your staff, they comfort me……rod and staff they comfort me…….. you are with me..with me…. She drew more drowsy and fell asleep with those words to comfort her. She was not alone.

 

Janefer locked all of the doors of the house, checked the windows, and was about to write her mother a note, when she heard a noise come from outside. Her heart started beating, so loudly she was afraid it would burst. She slowly opened a drawer in the kitchen and pulled out a ladle. It wasn’t much, but maybe it would scare away whoever was out there. A ladle. Really? What am I thinking.  She crept outside, the ladle poised over her head. There it was again. A rustling sound in their huge lilac bushes. It almost sounded like the wind, but something was different. There was a whimpering sound. Janefer’s eyes widened with fear as she took a step closer and pulled at the bushes. She gasped at what she saw. No! It can’ t be!

The Get to Know Me Tag

Hohoo! I was nominated by Blessing Counter for the “Get to know me Tag.” Thanks so much Blessing!!

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P.S. This is a real picture one of my family members took at Peggy’s Cove, Nova Scotia. Well, I did the dark edges on http://www.picmonkey.com, and the letters.

Vital Stats 
Name: Olivia! That’s my name, as you all might know from my “about” page.
Nicknames: Jane, Mosse, Moss, Livs, Livia. There might be more!
Place of Birth: Canada!
Firsts
Best Friends: Oh! My first best friend? That might be some of my family, or a girl from my church whom I met when she was 4 and I was 3.
Award: First award? Hmmmm. I think it was when I was little, and, have you ever heard of AWANA? Any way, I think I won my first award for finishing my book.
Sport: My first sport I did? Ummmumum, maybe swimming?
Real Holiday: first remembered holiday? Ummmmm….. might’ve been my birthday or Christmas?
Concert:  I went to a Nutcracker ballet play when I was younger, and I had my first piano recital 2013 or 2014 for Christmas!
Favorites
Film: Okay, here goes! These might not all be my favorites, but here goes anyway!
*Beyond the Mask
* Soul Surfer
*Mom’s Night Out
*LOTR and the Hobbit Trilogy
*Anne of Green Gables
TV Shows: 
*Walker, Texas Ranger,maybe
*Sue Thomas, Fbeye, maybe
*MacGyver, maybe
Color: Maybe blue or purple.
Song: My favorite song? Well, could I skip this one? 😉
Restaurant: My favorite restaurant? Maybe Subway, Cracker Barrel, (yes, it’s American! 🙂
Books: My favorite books:
*Some Terri Blackstock books, maybe? (forgive my maybes and mights)
*Body and Soul, by Bethany Hamilton, maybe,
*  Maybe My Escape: Shipwrecked and there might be more! (Everyone, read this book! True story!! :))
* Maybe the Bible. 🙂
Currently
Feeling: Right now I might be feeling pretty good.
Single or Taken:  SINGLE!
Eating: I’m not eating anything right now.
Watching: I’m not watching any videos right now.
Wearing: T-shirt, Capris.
Future
Want children: If God wills it for me to get married, then yes.
Want to be married:  Again, if God wills it! 🙂 And, like Blessing said, I won’t have children unless I’m married, so yeah!
Careers in Mind: I might like to go into writing, like maybe a part time author, and maybe being a midwife!
Where you want to live: Maybe somewhere close to my parents. Not too far, but maybe 15 minutes or something.
Do You Believe in
God: Yes.
Miracles: God is all powerful, right? He can do anything.
Love at first sight: Haha, unless the person is a flirty type and falls for anyone he/she sees of the opposite gender, then maybe not…..
Ghosts:  Maybe not.
Aliens: No.
Soul Mates: Uhh, maybe… could someone expand on that?
Heaven: Yes.
Hell: Yes.
Kissing on first date: Uh, I’m going to save my first kiss for marriage.
Yourself: Do I believe in myself? Maybe.
There we go. I tag:
Victoria from Blessed Beyond Measure
Thanks everyone!