31 July, 2012

"Awh... poor wee lamb..."

Don't worry, people! I still live! I have returned to the blogging world and am in the midst of writing a book with my dear friend, Eli! The book is titled The Guardian's Chorus! Eli's editing and writing in the story! I'll allow ye to read a wee bit of it, ladies and gentlemen!

A little girl crawled into the brushes with her thick stick in her hand as she heard the marching of an older boy. As she crawled closer to the sounds of his marching a snap of a twig quitted the deliberate steps, which made the tween boy chortle, “Now, what could that have been?”

The little girl giggled and stood up and screamed, “CHARGE!” and charged after the boy who lifted his stick and blocked hers.

They whacked at the sticks as the girl tried her best to hit this older boy when a stern voice made her jump, “Kaitra Joy!”

The little girl froze in her movements as the boy froze as well. The two of them stood up straight and turned to the woman with her hands on her hips.

“Young lady, how many times have I told you not to duel with your cousin!” the woman eyed the little girl with a firm face.

“Countless times, Aunt Isobel...”

“That’s right... how many more times will I have to tell you?” Aunt Isobel then turned to the boy, “And Jacob... you should know better... Kaitra is a young lady and shouldn’t be dueling with you!”

“Sorry, Mum...” replied the boy in a mumble, “I’ll throw the sticks out...”

“You do that... and then go out with your father to town...” Aunt Isobel turned back to the teary-eyed girl, and kindly said, “Kaitra, I have a surprise for you... Come with me...”

Kaitra sighed and followed her aunt out of the wooded area towards the cabin. Kaitra stood there, awaiting her “surprise”. Which Aunt Isobel pulled out, it was underneath a cloth which she unveiled, it was a highland whistle.

Kaitra’s eyes brightened, “Really?”

“Yes, Kaitra... you can thank your Uncle for this. Go on and play it!” she handed the whistle to her niece.

She snatched it away and blew gently, letting the note reverberate through the air, “It’s beautiful!”

“Yes, well... I must get back to mending...”

That day was the start of something new in Kaitra’s life, to be a smith of notes and a painter of sound. She didn’t know how much it would affect her life.

Leave comments, people! And let me know how ye like it! I wrote this part... ;-)

Preferring to look insane,
Mari J Fahel

09 July, 2012

A Song for a Friend

I love you, Beloved Sister.... I know you are going through a lot.... but remember this and have hope and faith in the impossible <333 it's not a feeling it's a state of being <3333

Preferring to look insane,
Mari J. Fahel

08 July, 2012

Disorderly and Proud

One of the advantages of being disorderly is that one is constantly making exciting discoveries ~A.A Milne~

Well, lately I've been making cool discoveries of my own. And I wanted to relay some of them... We found a bag and it had some cameras inside it a video one and a film one.... It makes me wanna take them and use them... Even if their old! HAH! I also spent some time watching Fireproof.... the end is my favorite part!

I also have rediscovered a spiritual gift that lay dormant for a little while... I exhorted a friend and I am not only feeling at peace and joyful, but I want to worship God! :-D

I also want to remind you guys of this one thing... By one song! <3333

Remember that! Even the hardest heart can break and be changed! <3333

Preferring to look insane,
Mari J. Fahel

07 July, 2012

Mr. Mirror

I wrote a poem today called "Mr. Mirror". The whole point to the poem is that the mirror lies and God never lies.... I wrote it with the hope that someone would read it and not like it for the words written nor the rhythm of the poem.... but would like it for the message that I was trying to get across....

Hello there, Mr. Mirror
I know you whisper words and tips
So where could this go wrong?

Hello there, Doctor Lover
I desired fools
But now I see these words and tips
Will start to eat my soul

Dear Father, God above
Backs were turned to You
Even though Your still small voice
Is what we longed from You

Dear Jesus Christ, in me
I longed to know You
But every time I tried to
I chased what was untrue

Hello there, Mr. Mirror
Decision was made
I will not let your words and tips
Compromise this good trade

Hello there, Doctor Lover
I traded your lies
For a Greater Truth from my Lord
My house you can’t come by!

Dear Father, God above
I am ever Yours
Take me along Your lovely beach
So I can wade ashore

Preferring to look insane,
Mari J. Fahel

03 July, 2012

You May Not Know This But...

Today is the only day we can make decisions.... Yesterday is gone and tomorrow isn't guaranteed... and we always act like tomorrow is gonna come all the time and yesterday needs peeking at once more. Look everyone today is a gift! If you want less time looking at past wrongs and fearing the future... keep your head in the game! Life is amazing and each day you  make decisions they all have consequences... Remember that God gave you your breath for today and remember that He can quit your heart right now... be grateful for the blessed present that you have received! You've got many blessings and even the poorest man is blessed... Just Remember that before you turn to face the past and make decisions for tomorrow.... tomorrow never comes we only got now!

Preferring to look insane,
Mari J. Fahel

A Day To Remember

Today it will dawn another year that God was gracious and sent me my daddy. Mommy and Daddy got married this the 3rd of July! To Remember their wedding I would like to tell you a little bit about my parents...

Mommy was always there, even for the 5 years of no father. She sacrificed a lot for me and my brother. And now after 13 years... She gained much more than a husband that day... She gained a man who was already a good friend to her. A good friend who would stand by her even when the road got rough.

And now Daddy.... It seems like he was always in our lives even though for 5 years of my life he wasn't... I remember what he has sacrificed for me. And I remember what love he has for me... He gave each child of his a name that meant he cherished us.... Aric is his #1 son and I am the Apple of his eye and Aneira is Daddy's little girl...

Mommy and Daddy I love you and on this day remember the vows you made to each other before God. And remember the years you grew more in love... And as you remember that... Remember this song, I picked it especially for you by our family's favorite Christian singer:

Preferring to look insane,
Mari J. Fahel

P.S. Thank you for everything my dear, beloved parents!

02 July, 2012

Drop your weapons! Cuz I've got the dreaded pen!

Hey, guys! I just want to introduce myself.... I am Mari Fahel the Child of the Ocean and of the Gaelic Chorus of Thunder!  I am 18.... Might as well say I'm 19 since in 20 days I'll be that age! I'm a Nutty Sundae and my marbles belong on the floor of my mind for me to trip over and lose all the time! My weapon of choice is a pen for the words that are written are stronger than any blade or firearm! I'm a goof-off so if you just want a sane conversation I'm not the person for the job lolz! But if you want a seriously deep theological discussion and not an argument you've come to the right person! I try to get you thinking when answering questions with another question. I hope we can get along and try to be nice about these discussions!

I write books, hence the pen being my choice of weapon. I write strong meaningful stories that I hope would spark an interest.... Sure I don't describe things well but that's what you guys are here for, right? Critique me! I can handle it and I'll try to get better in it just for One Almighty God! Though he hasn't put the cherry on top of my sundae.... remember my nuts will last an eternity!

I've been trying to write in the Forgiver's Promise.... Stress has made it hard to sit down and think about the words to use. So, help me! Give me advice I need to move this along! <3

Preferring to look insane,
Mari J. Fahel

P.S. Remember one thing.... I'm never going to be like the 'sane' people... cuz I am mad for the One who was madly in love with me! So much so that He died for me! <3

"I wanna scream like it's never been said But mean it like a black tattoo"

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