Can we all just take a moment and look around and see how great life is? Life’s always changing. We’ve got to go through these changes to get to where we’re supposed to be. Obviously, because what else are you going to do? Complain? Where’s that going to get you? I’m just pushing through one day at a time. Just like every one else.

I’m probably just sad because I need to replace my guitar strings, and well… I miss the music.

Have you ever seen someone in so much pain to the point where you can’t do anything to help them? Things are so messed up for them and there’s no way you can do anything? This has been happening in my life for about a year now. I’ve learned so much from this one persons pain, so who knows who else has learned from it.

Sometimes life will knock you down. It’ll knock the ones you love down. It’ll kick you, stomp on you, roll you around, pick you up and body slam you. But that doesn’t mean you should let it continue to hurt you. I have full belief that things always happen for a reason, whether they be good or bad, and that good always comes out of bad. Sometimes you just have to roll with the punches (even the ones you think you can’t handle) and see where it leads you. Because I bet you it’ll lead you to places you never thought you’d end up if it hadn’t have happened.

Sometimes we just need something to knock us down so that we can pick ourselves back up and realize why we’re here to begin with.

In a recent email, I read about a woman named Pam, who knows pain of considering abortion. More than 24 years ago, she and her husband Bob were serving as missionaries to the Philippines and praying for a fifth child. Pam contracted amoebic dysentery, an infection of the intestine caused by a parasite found in contaminated food or drink. She went into a coma and was treated with strong antibiotics before they discovered she was pregnant. Doctors urged her to abort the baby for her own safety and told her that the medicines had caused irreversible damage to her baby. She refused the abortion and cited her Christian faith as the reason for her hope that her son would be born without the devastating disabilities physicians predicted. Pam said the doctors didn’t think of it as a life, they thought of it as a mass of fetal tissue. While pregnant, Pam nearly lost their baby four times but refused to consider abortion. She recalled making a pledge to God with her husband: If you will give us a son, we’ll name him Timothy and we’ll make him a preacher. Pam ultimately spent the last two months of her pregnancy in bed and eventually gave birth to a healthy baby boy August 14, 1987. Pam’s youngest son is indeed a preacher. He preaches in prisons, makes hospital visits, and serves with his father’s ministry in the Philippines. He also plays football. Pam’s son is Tim Tebow. The University of Florida’s star quarterback became the first sophomore in history to win college football’s highest award, the Heisman Trophy. His current role as quarterback of the Denver Broncos has provided an incredible platform for Christian witness. As a result, he is being called The Mile-High Messiah. Tim’s notoriety and the family’s inspiring story have given Pam numerous opportunities to speak on behalf of women’s centers across the country. Pam Tebow believes that every little baby you save matters. I pray her tribe will increase!

John 3:16 “For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.”

I’ve never been one to make a “New Year’s Resolution”, but I think I’m finally realizing what they’re all about, making me ready to make a list of things I’d like to change when the new year begins. So for the new year this is what I want:

I want to better myself - Challenging myself in school, work, and in my home.

That’s really all I can do. I just want to do what is right for ME, not anyone else. Live in the moment and take it one day at a time. That kind of thing, you know?

It’ll be about moving on, literally and figuratively, and taking my life in a new direction.

And I can’t wait. I welcome you 2012 with open arms, now show me what you’ve got.

Written by a 14-year-old friend of mine with Muscular Dystrophy:

“I am-sweet,good-hearted.
I wonder-why i have no friends?
I hear-voices in my head
I see-a perfect world
I want-to be normal
I am-sweet,good-hearted
I pretend-i have a life
i feel-my heart deteriorating
I touch-the joystick on my wheelchair
I worry-my life will end before i actually get the chance to live it
I cry-when i think about laying in my casket
I am-sweet,good-hearted
I understand-there is no cure during my lifetime
I say-smile even at your worst
I dream-to run through fields
I try-to fit in
I hope-i can make the best of my life before it ends
I am-sweet,good-hearted”

All the more reason why I want to become a Pediatric Neurologist and find a cure for this horrible disease.

I’m pre-med guys! And probably about to be a patient care tech, as well as volunteering to read to children in the hospital. Life is just beginning!

My life. It has been quite the roller coaster ride the past six months. And by that I mean that it’s me on a ride with about a million other people and their lives are just rolling around me while I’m stuck on the track in the middle of them all having to take the beating of their fears about falling off track.

I didn’t even know I could make that come out of my head right.