Breakfeast.

Yes, I am aware that I spelled "breakfast" wrong, and yes I do choose to spell it that way for a reason. You see, me being such a connoisseur of food, I like to think of Breakfeast as a feast. Its the most important meal of the day, right? So I'm going to say its a feast, not fast. The reason I'm bringing this all up is I wrote a thank you letter to a friend's mom for having us over after prom for Breakfeast. In the letter I unconsciously spelled it breakfeast. I didn't want her to think I was a tard, so I clarified all of this with Charlie today for when her mom gets the letter. Another reason I'm bringing this up, is because I love Breakfeast! I could eat it for every meal just about. Pancakes, bacon, sausage, grits, waffles, eggs, biscuits, and everything else. NOM NOM NOM.

The man at the top of my blog is a fan of breakfeast as well.

Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me; your rod and staff, they comfort me. Psalm 23:4

The World Needs Love.

and God, well He is love.

Great weekend. Spent the majority of it at the lake, AND I had prom.

The date.Just a quick carriage ride through Camden.
The group. Typical nonsense from the girls.

But yeah, great time. Schools winding down and Callie's gonna be home soon. Hoorah.

"Come now, let us reason together," says the LORD. "Though your sins are like scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they are red as crimson, they shall be like wool." Isaiah 1:18

Spring break

was great. A week out of school and almost a full week at the lake. Super ready for summer now after getting that little taste of freedom. Prom is this Friday and I'm pretty pumped about that too. Church softball has started, and my first game is in a couple of weeks, so I've got a lot going on. Not much more to say tonight, but I did want to leave you with these verses.

Be self-controlled and alert. Your enemy the devil prowls around like a roaring lion looking for someone to devour. Resist him, standing firm in the faith, because you know that your brothers throughout the world are undergoing the same kind of sufferings. And the God of all grace, who called you to his eternal glory in Christ, after you have suffered a little while, will himself restore you and make you strong, firm and steadfast. To him be the power for ever and ever. Amen.
1st Peter 5:8-11

In addition

to that last blog about home training, just one more thing. Ladies, and other guys for that matter, NEVER tell a male to "calm down." Just don't do it. Oh, and for clarification I didn't really kill anyone, no worries.

For God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten son, that whosoever believes in him shall not perish, but have everlasting life. John 3:16

I don't know why

I'm thinking about this, but lets go ahead and go over it. Living in South Carolina, and the small town of Camden has taught me a lot of "Southern Hospitality." That's what most people call it, I find it being pure manners and home training.

First off, boys, hold the door open for women. Its common courtesy, I know your parents taught you better. Second, (this one has been pretty evident lately) when you shake hands give a nice firm grip and look me in the eye. That's just pure respect. I'm not sure why, but when those two things don't happen it upsets me.

That's enough ranting for one blog, I'm not trying to be a debbie downer, I just don't want chivalry to die. In other news, I killed a man.



April Fools! It was a woman!

But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. Matthew 6:33