Well I had a whole blog written about this book, and I lost it.

So all I have to say is read it. It's about a woman in Saudi Arabia and her struggle, because she is a woman, it is extremely sad and one of the best books I have read.

I want so badly to help the women over there, and all over the world, but I feel like there is nothing I can do right now.

I want to know that I will have the same desire someday to give this my all. I know I can't change the world, but I can change some lives.

Read this, seriously. You'll cry and you'll laugh.


THIS IS THE BOOK! LOOK FOR IT!



yes, even the eyes....

You know when someone says something that you don't want to be true but you know it is... and it drives you crazy?

I have been praying about my pride recently. Recently, I have felt like I am the proudest person in the world.

We've been doing a sermon series at our church called Unlikely Heros. We've talked about Gideon, Debrah and Samson. Last night he asked us what was keeping us from being unlikely heros. He suggested that maybe we are putting our trust in other things than God, like Samson. He said maybe we are putting our trust in our insecurities. It sounds weird. It sounded even weirder too me when I heard it. But the more I thought about it through the remainder of the sermon the more it hit me. I realized that I have been putting my trust in the fact that I truly believe I cannot be a hero. I cannot do anything, because I am a teenager. I am a woman. I am average... in everything.

When I realized I have been putting my trust in my insecurities I was humbled. I have never felt that way in my life.

How can someone so proud be so insecure? Why can't I trust God? Why is trust such a hard thing for me?

I want to live a life of humility and know that I can be an unlikely hero...

I'm really good at not crying in public, so I held it together. I got into my car and wept (I say wept because I have never cryed like this before). It felt good to be alone and let it all out, I didn't have to worry about who could hear me, or see me since it was dark. It was a long ride home, but I took the longer way. I turned off the radio and prayed.

I want you to pray for me too. That as I grow and mature and turn into a woman that I also grow to be more humble.

I love you all.

"In fact, Jesus and the disciples would probably get in a lot of trouble in most fancy churches. They'd probably be turning water fountains into wine fountains, inviting kids to swim in baptistries, ripping holes in the roofs when the crippled can't get in the doors, flipping over the cash registers in the bookstores- at which point a trustee would scold Jesus and ask, 'Jesus!?!? What, were you born in a barn?' And Jesus would nod."
-Shane Claiborne