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mirror|ˈmirÉ™r| noun a reflective surface, now typically of glass coated with a metal amalgam, that reflects a clear image   Kristen- age nineteen, finds herself sorting through a box of old stuff. Looking through she finds old photographs, notes, keepsakes and four mirrors. She can’t recall ever putting any mirrors in this box but she picks one up anyway. The first mirror is small, handheld, completely pink and covered in sparkles. As she gazes at her reflection she’s taken back… It’s summer, she’s sitting on a swing set with Teya wearing a sundress...

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Awake O Sleeper

Hey there! Okay, so the Lord has been speaking to me A LOT lately and gave me this GREAT idea for a blog. It was so great that I decided to challenge each one of my girls to do it with me. The idea is to write our "heart's experience" in fiction form-a short story, if you will. It is definitely not your normal blog, but really, who wants to be normal??? So, keep an eye out on Saturday because that is when we will post them. The girls have worked VERY hard on them so please take time to read what the Lord has done in their hearts. Thank you so much for all of your support...

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The changing tide will wash us away.

So, it’s Wednesday morning and I’m currently sitting in a coffee shop. We had bible study here this morning, which I was thrilled about. It’s so chill, being here makes me feel like I’m back in the states, music, coffee and pastries. But the pastries here are much better here than in the states, that’s beside the point. As I was thinking about what I’d blog about, (since it’s been so long) I recalled this little note I’d saved on my computer. The one you’re about to read, but at the end of my thoughts I put some italicized quotes from...

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Late night Margarita.

As I said in my previous blog the mid-way point is here. Sometimes it seems like I stepped onto the plane in Atlanta, Georgia headed to Nicaragua about 5 months ago. Yet, looking back on my time here it seems to have flown by. There is nothing more to look forward to like mid-way debrief. Not that there is nothing to look forward to in general. There just isn't anything to set a plan of time on. The next big move is our plane ride home. I only have as much time here now as the amount that I have already spent here. This tends to frighten me. I think that I have looked at this trip in...

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A Story

As soon as I was coordinated enough to stand I held onto the chair while balancing on one tippy-toed foot. My other plump leg gained a foothold on the seat of the chair as I used every ounce of strength in my small body to hoist myself up. The approving faces of those who occupied the chairs closest to mine were impressed with my feat and cheered me on as I claimed victory over the chair, or rather my chair. Ever so humbly you removed yourself from my chair as I began to mount it, for it is not large enough for both of us. Without so much as a goodbye or a pleading remark you vacated the...

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piece of my heart.

It’s officially been 2 months. We’ve reached the halfway mark, and there’s only 1 day until my 19th birthday. I’m currently laying in a hammock at our Hostal on our mid-way debrief listening to foreigners talk and wondering why I haven’t been able to blog about Nicaragua. I’m still not quite sure why. Maybe its because I haven’t been able to wrap my mind around my new life, and everything that has come with it. Or maybe its because everyday there is a new story, or something else that I want to add to my list of blogging ideas. Its starting to get...

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