Monday, March 19, 2018

Sundar Singh - A True Story

  Dear followers, today I want to tell you a true and exciting story! It's about Sundar Singh, an Indian man who was born a Sikh, but became a Christian as a teenager. I read a book for school on him, and thought it was very interesting. I hope you think that too!


  Sundar Singh was born to a Sikh family in India on September 3rd, 1889. His mother had wanted him introduced to many different religions, and, after making friends with two missionary ladies, Sundar's mother enrolled him in the American Presbyterian Mission School. He enjoyed going there, but, when he was fourteen something devastating happened. His mother died. 
  Sundar's heart hardened. He became very difficult at school, and eventually, he decided to quit. He chose instead to walk three miles each way to public school. He did for a time, but, ended up getting Malaria. The next school year Sundar returned to the Christian school, knowing he was too weak to walk six miles a day.

   The malaria had left side-effects. Sundar's mind would wander, and oftentimes he would fall asleep in school. He began to think he'd die before graduating. He was sad, and then angry. Angry at God. This anger grew, and one day he bought a New Testament Bible. To read? No. Sundar had some friends over, and burned the Bible. 
  While the Bible burned,  Sundar thought of his mother. What would she think if she were alive? He felt that he needed to know. Know for certain. He was sure the Christian God was not a live God. But what about the other gods or guros? He needed to know. 
  A few days later, Sundar prayed."God, if You are there, reveal Yourself to me tonight. If You do not, I will kill myself in the morning, because I cannot live another day with all of these unanswered questions."
  Early the next morning, Sundar was still awake. Suddenly, he noticed a light. The light grew and grew, and then the figure of a man appeared in the light. It was Jesus. Jesus spoke to him, in his own language, saying, "How long will you persecute Me? I have come to save you. You were praying to know the right way. Why do you not take it? I am the Way." Sundar got on his knees and asked Jesus to forgive, and save him.
  Afterwards, Sundar felt an enormous amount of peace and joy. He wanted to tell someone, so he woke his father, who said it was all a dream. But Sundar's life was changed.
  The teachers at his school were thrilled about the exciting news. Sundar's father, however, was not pleased. "You are a Sikh," he told Sundar. After numerous events, his father ended up telling him, "We reject you forever." 

  Sundar left, but, once on the train, realized that he had been poisoned by his family, and that he was now dying. He got off at the next stop, in a town he knew one of the Christian teachers had moved to.
  Once there, he collapsed into unconsciousness. When he awoke, he heard someone tell the teacher that there was nothing else he could do. Sundar would die, and he would come to talk about funeral arrangements the next day. Fifteen year old Sundar Singh prayed to God all throughout the night, that God would heal him. And He did! When the man came to make funeral arrangements in the morning, he was quite surprised to find Sundar sitting out in the sun!

  That's all for now! There will be a Part II soon. I'll try not to reveal everything, so that you'll still want to read the book. (I'll put a link to the book I read in Part II.) 
  So, did you enjoy Part I? Have you ever heard of Sundar Singh? Have you read any good books recently?
  Before I close, Grace H. from Don't You Know That I'm Singing? has just started a blog series called Identity Focus. " This series is about some things that take our focus off of our identity as believers in Christ." The fact that our identity is in Christ is so important. If our identity wasn't in Christ, we would have no hope. You can go and read Part I of her series, HERE. Have a great night!

Note:The pictures were found on Google. 

Wednesday, March 14, 2018

A Greater Purpose Part II "A Glimpse Into the Past"

A Greater Purpose Part II "A Glimpse Into the Past"

  Nestled in the small town of Bluebridge, Colorado, you will see a large, brick building. Once used as a small inn, this building was transformed into an orphanage three years before.
  The Bluebridge Orphanage for Girls was not like most orphanages. Instead, they treated the girls as if they were their own. Mr. and Mrs. McGrady were never able to have children of their own, so they became kind of like parents to the girls at the orphanage.

Here is the building before being fixed up and turned into the orphanage.

  They could not afford much, for the taxes they received from the government were very little, but they always survived. Sometimes a visitor would bring food, exactly when they needed it. And the building had a huge fireplace in the middle of they great room, which they were so fortunate to have. How many nights had they sat around the fire to keep warm? How many meals had they cooked by the large fire? How cozy it was, though it was dark, and cold in the rest of the place, to sit by the warm fire on a cold winter's night!
  This night found them again, settled around the fire, old Mr. and Mrs. McGrady in their rockers, rocking to and fro. Twenty-six orphans, settled around on the floor. And there, on the other side of the fire from the rest, sat a young woman of twenty two. Though the room was filled the chatters and cries of twenty-six girls, she did not hear a thing, for she was deep in thought. She sat, remembering her own past, a past not unlike most of the girls here. Some of the girls had been sent right to this orphanage, while others had been transferred from one orphanage to another. Five of the older girls had been transferred here two years ago, she had learned, when the Salem Orphanage could not afford to feed them. The Salem Orphanage. How she hated to think off that awful place. 

  "Get back to your floor missy! Scat! On with ya now!" a harsh lady cried as the four-and-a-half year old girl bent down and kissed the baby girl one last time. "Van Van" the baby cried, as the lady pulled the little girl out into the hall. "I told you to stay off of this floor. Stay where ya belong!" And with that she let go with a jerk, causing the her to fall to the floor. She stood up, wiped herself off, and ran to the top floor, where she sat on her bed and cried.

    Suddenly Evangeline was taken from her thoughts, at the sound of a loud bang. Seeing it was nothing serious, she opened her bag, took out the notebook, and began to take some notes. Tomorrow morning, she decided, she would ask about the class. 
  She really wanted to teach the orphan girls a class. When she was a girl, a kind lady had taken her once a week, and taught her all sorts of things. She had called the class, "A Greater Purpose." It wasn't a big thing, just Evangeline, and the lady. She taught her about Jesus, and how with Him, we have hope. She told her how if we submit to God's will, we will live a live of purpose, accomplishing things that are worthwhile. Her whole life, Evangeline had dreamed of someday teaching other girls, helping other girls to learn about God, and about how there is hope for the future. When God called had her here, to this small orphanage, it seemed like the perfect opportunity. All theses girls, girls who have lost their whole families, girls who have been moved from place to place, how wonderful it would be to tell them, there is hope!
  The girls had probably learned about the Jesus some, from the McGradys. "But if we had a class," Evangeline thought to herself, "every week, imagine how much more they could learn, how much they could grow spiritually. Imagine how much it could impact their lives. That class made such a big impact in my life. I want to do the same for others."

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  The next morning when Evangeline asked Mr. and Mrs. McGrady about the class, they were thrilled with the idea. "I'll even bake some of my pumpkin muffins!" Mrs. McGrady said with a jolly chuckle. "And you can use the attic, if you'd like,"  Mr. McGrady added. "I'm sure the girls would love to help you fix it up."
  And so it was decided. Each Saturday, Evangeline the girls, except a few of the youngest who Mrs. McGrady would watch, would have a class in the attic.

Monday, March 12, 2018

A Greater Purpose -part I - "A Knock At the Door"

   Hello! Today I'm starting a new blog series, called A Greater Purpose. It will be an on-going series, and I really hope you follow along! (Don't miss out; it will be fun!)
   Part I is called, "A Knock At the Door." After you finish reading, comment below your thoughts!

   It was the year 1934. The girls at the Bluebridge Orphanage huddled around the fireplace in the main hall. It was late November, and winter had fully arrived to the little Colorado town. 
   The Bluebridge Orphanage for Girls had been started three years before, when God had called Mr. and Mrs. McGrady to help orphans in nearby areas. They had found an old abandon building for a low price, and the kind folks from their church had helped to fix up the building, paint and clean it, and even donated furniture they didn't need. God's hand had been a part of the whole process.
   Sometimes they would be low on food, or could not afford to pay for electric, but God always provided. They were now up to 26 girls, ranging from six months, to eighteen years. The McGrady's were kind-hearted people, and had let the oldest girl, Charity, stay, even after she came of age.
   This particular evening they sat around the large fireplace, old Mr McGrady, with six year -old Rosa on his lap, wrinkled Mrs. McGrady, rocking wee little Beth, the youngest, and all of the others, settled around on the floor. The fire was the only way to keep warm, since they couldn't afford to pay the electric at this time. But it was cozy, and they were content. 

   Suddenly, a knock sounded at the front door. Charity went to see who it was, but when she opened the door, she could not see well, for the night air was foggy and dark. After a moment, her eyes made out a dark figure.
   "Come in," she beckoned, holding open the door. When they came in to the light, Charity realized it was a young woman, probably in her early twenties. "May I help you?" she asked.
   "I'm looking for a Mr. and Mrs. McGrady. Are they here?" The woman questioned. "Yes, right this way," Charity answered as she led her down the hall.
   When there, the woman nodded to the them both, and began. "My name is Evangeline. I come from the Calcutta Missionary Organization, in India. In mid-July, I had a vision. I saw your orphanage. There was an angel in my vision, an he said that God wanted me to come here." she paused."Back at the mission, I cleaned, cooked, and taught the children that lived there. For some reason, God has called me here. If you will let me stay, perhaps these services could be of use to you."

   There was a moment of silence, as the McGradys took in the information. "You came all the way from India alone?" Mrs. McGrady asked in wonder.
   "No, not alone. God was with me each step of the way." the woman replied. After another moment, Mr. McGrady said that they had a cot that no-one used, and then left to get it out.

   The children began to crowd around Evangeline, excitedly asking her various questions. "How far away is India?" "Why don't you look Indian?" "What is it like in India?"  "Now, now," Mrs. McGrady told them. "Not tonight. I'm sure she is tired, and you all are too. Off to bed, there will be plenty of time in the morning," and with that the children filed down the hall.
   "I'm sure you must be tired," Mrs. McGrady said. "We don't have a proper room for you, but for tonight Mr. McGrady has set up the cot in the hall. Hopefully that is alright."
   "That would be more than alright," Evangeline answered with a smile. 

   The next morning during breakfast, the McGradys told Evangeline that they decided to let her stay. The Lord must have a reason for sending her there, and they certainly did not want to send her away. "We could use your help tending to the younger children, while the older ones do their school and chores," Mrs. McGrady told her. "And I'm sure they'd love to hear about some of the things you did in India," she added. 

   And so it was decided that Evangeline would stay. Not only would she tend to the children-she also had another plan. It wasn't completely formed yet. She needed to decide some things, and make some plans. But she couldn't wait to surprise the children.

   Little did she know, there was more than one surprise in their midst...

Wednesday, March 7, 2018

Liebster Award Tag

  Hello! Today's post is the Liebster Award Tag. I was tagged by Erica, from A Story of a Storyteller, and Beth, from Beth In Boots.


- Thank the person who nominated you.  Thanks Erica and Beth!
- Answer the eleven questions they gave you.
- Name eleven facts about yourself.
- Nominate eleven bloggers for this and let them know.
- Give them eleven questions.

  This post was kind of hard ( I'm horrible at deciding things like these) but it was also fun! So here are my answers: 

Erica's Questions

1.What is your favorite type of shoe?
We don't go out much, but when we do, I usually wear my sandals ( they're like flip flops with a flower), gray boots, or my toms. 
 I think the boots people like Laura Ingalls wore are neat looking though.

-picture found online-

2.What is your favorite non-fiction work? The Bible. Besides that, I don't really know. I'm reading a book about Sundar Singh for school, and I really like it. (Be on the look out for a book review!) I also liked God Spoke Tibetan and Mimosa.

3.Where would you visit if you could? Missouri. 

4.Are you a night owl or an early bird? I used to be a early bird, but now I'm a night owl. 

5.What is your favorite flower? Daisies, big lilies, and lily of the valley.

-lily of the valley-

6.What genre of writing could you never do?
  I don't know. A large, non-fiction book would be pretty hard. I'd constantly be stressed about if everything's right. And there are lots of things I would never want to write. (Like scary things. And I wouldn't want to write a book about regular people now days.)

7.What color do you detest? 
  I don't really detest any colors. But there's a certain light, but bright, bluish greenish that I don't like. (It's a colored pencil!) and I guess neon pink and neon green.

8.What kind of conversation is meaningful to you?
(This is so hard!) I love when my mom goes and tells a story of when she was younger, but I guess that's not really a conversation. It's fun when my dad tells us about interesting things. They can range from where some people think Jesus was in His missing years, things about Billy the Kid, or anything else! I guess when people ask about our family it seems meaningful. Or if I'm upset about something, and people give good advice. 

9.Who is your favorite historical character? Laura Ingalls and Gladys Aylward

10.If you could go back and speak to one author, who would it be? Laura Ingalls Wilder and Katie Davis. I still haven't read Kisses From Katie, but Katie's story sounds so neat, about going to Uganda, and adopting so many girls!

11.Which fictional character are you most like? That's a very hard question! I really don't know. My sister said Violet Baudelaire from A Series of Unfortunate Events

Beth's Questions

1. When is your Birthday?
I'd rather not say on here. (sorry!)

2. How many kids do you want to have when you get married? 
I don't know. I used to say forty (some were going to be adopted!) but know I don't know.

3. What is your favorite sport if you have a favorite!? I don't really play any sports, but softball looks fun.

4. Would you rather be a beautiful horse or a small white rabbit? 

I guess a beautiful horse!

5. What is your favorite state? 
I don't know. I've been to north to Maine and south to Florida but never West. (Tennessee is the most west I've ever been!) Virginia's pretty, and so is West Virginia. It be neat to visit Alaska.

6. What is your favorite food? Cookie dough, soft, warm brownies 😅 , egg burritos, stuffed shells, pizza, and fettuccine Alfredo. There is a place in NY that serves cookie dough in ice cream cones. It sounds wonderful. *sighs
-picture found online-

7. Do you like dogs?

I don't looove them, but I don't dislike them. 

8. Do you have a pet?
Yes, 2 and a half cats, (One is part mine, part my sister's.)

9. What is one your favorite places to go? Gladys, Va

10. Do you want to go to college when you grow up? No

11. Do you wear any makeup? No

My questions: What is your favorite song?
How tall are you?
What are your three favorite books?
Where are you in your sibling line up (if you have siblings)? Oldest, youngest, second, etc
Warm weather, or cold weather?
Do you have any pets?
Do you like to do crafts?
What is your favorite school subject?
If you could visit to any state, which one would it be?
If you could visit any country, which one would it be?
Favorite Bible verse

Now I have to do 11 facts about me. /:

  1. I'm the third child in my family
  2. I really like songs Rachel Wissmann wrote.
  3. My cats' name are K.C., Faithie, and Shadow
  4. I love to bake 
 And here are the other seven things! -Here- Sorry /:

 Nominate 11 bloggers: 
 Paige Lavay
 Deborah van der Stoel
 Brianna (email blog)
  I guess that's all. (I know, it's not 11 /:  )

Thanks again for tagging me!!!!

Friday, March 2, 2018

A quick, tasty, healthy breakfast idea!

  Are you tired of having the same things for breakfast everyday? Here's an idea! Yogurt parfaits!

  You can use any yogurt really, but by using Greek yogurt, (vanilla or honey might be good!) you are getting healthy probiotics. Berries are delicious, and prevent cancer. We used frozen berries. (You can thaw them ahead of time, or microwave them.) Frozen berries tend to be cheaper, and this way you don't have to wash them. Get or make some granola (we bought a box of honey granola) and layer the ingredients in a cup!
  You can make a yogurt parfait for yourself, as a healthy and delicious breakfast, or your whole family can have a yogurt parfait breakfast. Just set out cups (clear ones look neat so you can see the layers, but any will do!), spoons, yogurt, berries, and granola, and everyone can customize their own! 

Do you have any tasty and healthy breakfast ideas? What's your favorite kind of breakfast food? 

Sunday, February 18, 2018


Hello! A while ago, Paige Lavay, from Paige's Pages started a series called GIVE. Here's the link to her post: GIVE SERIES | 01

  This series is to encourage people to give; to make a difference in the world. Today, I'm going to be joining her. I want to encourage you to GIVE towards your siblings' lives.
  Giving doesn't necessarily mean giving physical things. It can mean your time, or you effort. Even just a listening ear. Imagine how big of a difference you can make on your siblings' lives if you try hard. Let's take a look at 3 reasons why you should make more of an effort to "give" to your siblings.

1. If you are really trying to make a good relationship with each of your siblings, they can become your best friends. Talk to them (even if they're much younger), ask them their opinions,  ask about things they're working on, just talk to them. And later, when they're upset, or just need to talk to someone, they'll know they can come to you.

2. You can really make a difference in their life. Do fun things with them occasionally, be their friend. And if they look up to you, (even if it's in the form of copy-catting) that can be used for good. Set a good example. Don't ever have an attitude. Younger siblings will see that, and later, have one themselves, thinking it makes them seem older. Give them a good example to copy, show them that having love and patience makes you mature.

3. God tells us to. God said to love your neighbor as yourself. Not just to treat them well, but to love them as much as we love ourselves. We all have various things we want to accomplish, and we can do these things sometimes. But we must make time for our siblings. They won't live with us for ever. Seize this opportunity to give them as much love as you can, as much fun memories as you can, and as much good advice as you can.

  Next time you're sitting on the couch, doing something you want, and your little sister or brother comes to you, asking for your help, show them love. Help them. Sacrifice by giving your time and effort to them. And in giving to them, you are giving to God.

Here's a good book to check out! I read it a few years ago, and now am re-reading it with two of my sisters. 

Wednesday, February 7, 2018

Laura Ingalls Wilder Birthday // Gingerbread

  Hello! I don't know if you already knew or not, but today is Laura Ingalls Wilder's birthday! Yesterday, I tried out her gingerbread recipe. Here's part of it in her handwriting:

Photo found online.

  We put butter on our gingerbread, but Laura suggested chocolate frosting!

  The problem is, I overcooked mine. I want to make it again, and when I do, I want to put it in wider casserole dish (I used a small square casserole dish.) You should make some!

  Here is a quote by Caroline Ingalls, and then one by Laura.  

"If wisdom’s ways you wisely seek, Five things observe with care: To whom you speak, Of whom you speak, And how and when and where." ~ Caroline ("Ma") Ingalls 

Are you going to try the gingerbread recipe? Are you doing anything else to celebrate? Have you read any of the Little House Books?