Lost?
Okay so I havn't kept up with this blog okay techniclly I blogged everyday through xanga.
www.xanga.com/bethietheb that's where you can read all my resent posts. Note: xanga post are different from blogger posts.
The B

OH What happened to the title the title so fine?
it was a cool thing that is now gone, gone, gone.
when will it return?
oh when will it return?
OH WILL IT EVER RETURN?
The B

Well, nothing really is new here. Just the reg. Monday morning dred. Mondays are like the worst days of the week. You always have to get up and get moving. I think the being off school on weekends spoil me. I don't even have homework and I like being off on the weekends. It's just that I don't want to go back "On" on Monday. Of course who does?
The B.

Well, I never!

yes, two blogs in one day what can I say you can talk a lot about not having a lot to talk about!
funny huh? I guess I better talk about something more well exciting than well nothing.

Well I'll tell you more about me. I'm 15 and have a older brother named Levi. Levi is starting his own music career and he has his own website www.levimonk.com.
Then there's my Mom and Dad Lori and Noel, they are the best parents in the world!
My dad is the pastor of One Accord Fellowship Levi does the music and the webpage www.levimonk.com/oaf. I have two friends in Indiana Phillip and Stephen, Phillip and Stephen are brothers and are a blast to be around. They never fail to make you laugh. I have a lot of friends in Minnesota, Sarah, Bethany, Lillie, Aftden, Amy, and Nicole.
Well with that said I better go.
The B.

another post

YES! another post, I'm trying to make this blog interresting, but I'm not really that interesting.
It's kind of funny when you first start a blog you think you have everything and it's brother to talk about, but in reality one has very little to talk about. Well unless, you are like going on a really long road trip and documinting it all (Okay, bloging it), but I'm not on a really long road trip. Well I guess I am on a journey a journey to becoming a writer, something I would really want to be, but I've never gotten published before so I can't really call myself a writer. However I coud call myself a want-a-be lol. I like to write so why can't I find any thing to write in my blog? It's really a good question. A question I don't have an answer to. Maybe because nothing new is going on with me and the few stuff that are new really aren't worth writing about. So I guess I will continue to just write about nothing, but boring everyday stuff. although it is ordinary as a lot of things are.
However I will try to give excellent detail and maybe even carry a note book and write in it about details and stuff and then trans form it into a blog. You know it's kind of funny I'm writing about there's nothing interesting to write about. Wow my life really is boring! Okay so from here on out I will try to update this everyday I promise I'll try. I will give all the detail I can it should help my writings. If I practice writing details. I'll even let you know when I get published and in what. Anyways I've been bloging long enough I think at lest about this subject.
The B

Is it October? Or April?

Yesterday was one of those days that are so gloomy, but peaceful know what I mean?
It was drizzling all day a spitting snow, yes snow in april a rare acurrance. At lest it wasn't a lot of snow. Enough to make you ask if it is october or april. but the day was fun any ways.
til next time
The B

Agent 22 part II(fiction)

Just as I was about to wake up I heard a thud; then a horrifying scream.
Hey its Agent twenty-two again. I want to tell you about the time my mission got too close to home.
I was so frightened I was frozen stiff some how I managed to grab my gun and load it. with my heart racing I ran down the stairs with my gun, but I was to late I saw the door slam shut I ran outside, but the thief was gone just like he vanished. I looked in and out of the house my family was missing I ran though the house looking around. When I got in the kitchen I smelled cinnamon bread, It was in the oven mom must have been fixing breakfast. I walked over and I turned it off I wasn?t really hungry I had lost my appetite.
I went up stairs to my room and got dressed. After I got dressed I found Jasper (my dog) under my bed hiding his soft fur shaking in fear. I knew, for however long they were missing, I would have to fend for myself. OK! OK! I stayed at the F.B.I headquarters. after I got dressed I went outside with Jasper and I got Jasper into my car and I went to F.B.I headquarters to let them know my family was missing. It started to drizzle a little but when I finally arrived at F.B.I headquarters It was pouring down rain I got Jasper out of the car and we went in the F.B.I headquarters we were soaked I walked down the long dark hallway that lead to Agent one's office Jasper fallowed close behind me He knew his way around he has helped me solve many mysteries. As I walked into agent one's office I felt a cold chill up and down my spine because I have seen many, many cases where people who were missing were never found. "Agent twenty-two what brings you here on your day off?" . Agent one's voice boomed as I walked in the office. "Well sir" I said, "It's my family they are missing." As I looked down to the floor Jasper seemed to look up at me like well what we are going to do now? soon after a long pause Agent-one got up from his desk and said, "Well what do you say if we go have a look at the house for some clues?" "Yes Sir" I replied. Jasper waged his tail like he knows what we had just said. Agent-one put his coat on and walked out of his office. "Follow me" He said. "yes, sir" I replied. We walked down the hallway Jasper walked right beside me as we got out of the F.B.I headquarters and I got in my car and we drove over to my house to see if there was any clues to were they took my family and how many guys were there even important what are they going to do to my family. We pulled in the driveway we quickly got out of the car then we looked around the out side of the house. Luckily it stopped raining so we didn't have to look while it was pouring. "Agent-twenty-two go and check around the back to see if you can find any clues." Agent one said. "Ok sir" I said and went to the back yard.
When I got in the back the ground started to shake,
I fell and the next thing I knew everything went pitch black. When I woke up I was underground. I was in a tunnel with graffiti written on the walls as I walked down the tunnel I could hear voices and they got louder and louder as I stepped down the tunnel all I had to light my path was a little yellow flash light, but right out of the blue my flash light went dead startled I lost my footing and rolled down the tunnel
when I stopped rolling I stopped just in time because one inch further I would have rolled into that room were they were talking and would of blown my cover then I hear a voice calling for me as I looked up the tunnel I saw a beam of light it was agent one and agent twenty-four. Agent one had found Jasper and decided to get another agent to help him look for me we came up with a plan to busted in the room were the guys were talking. We busted in that room and come to find out they were not the good guys at all they and some other people took my family the reason why the thief that took my family was able to just disappear was because of the tunnel we fond out after a resting them. Soon after asking the thieves question after question we were hot on the trail, but we still need to find them the guys that took my family when we asked them were my family was. They said that they had another group of guys that were taking them to Alaska and leave them to die. They gave us the map of the route they were taking them. We studied the map and started the next day on our way to find clues or to find people that were not well and were left behind. At once we packed in our bags in the car and got in the car.
"So sir we're going to Alaska." I said. "Yes we are" He replied. From there we went and drove each town we stopped to find clues, but the only place we found clues was Canada and it was a drivers license of the person who the other guy?s described his name was Jonathan Bark, he had black hair and brown, eyes color of skin: white. But that was it still it helped us. "Sir Do you know any one with the name Jonathan Bark?" I asked. "No I don't." agent-one replied as he stroked his gray beard. ?Well I?ll look him up later in the mean time? I said ?"let's get going on that trail." "Couldn't agree with you more" Agent one said we finally got to Alaska we were freezing our tails off, but when we reached a small town we found the bad guys we ran chasing them saying ?"Freeze your under arrest by the F.B.I now drop your gun and put your hands in the air" finally they stopped running we were out of breath we were not use to the cold climate. "Mom Dad, Levi you ok?" I asked "We're fine." Mom replied. "Bethany do you happen to have a comb and some gel my hair is a mess." Levi asked. "I have a comb." I said. "Ok I'll take it." "Come on lets get theses guys in jail." agent-one said. we got them in jail and I got my family back now ten thousand hugs and kisses later were home again. Jasper and I got rewarded for our bravery. Oh yah and you know than under ground tunnel we found by our house Agent one turned it in to my own private club house were I can study clues. How cool is that? Way cool huh?

Agent 22 (fiction)

When I woke up the sky was bright blue, and not a cloud in the sky. Little did I know what was going on that day. Finally, for what seemed like forever, I got the energy to get out of bed, which was pretty good seeing how I am not a morning person. I mean come on! it was seven o?clock in the morning. But I had a job to do. I'm agent twenty-two, one of the best F.B.I agents they have seen. Well...umm...top...kid... F.B.I agent. Ok, I'm the only kid on the force. But I am only thirteen and I can drive. I even own my own convertible, red of course! It has all the gadgets, like a CD player and a whole lot of other stuff I am look into getting a cookie dispenser put in.
Well, that morning I had a mission. I wore a black, leather jumper suit. "Bethany, come and have some breakfast before you go!" "That's my mom talking. She is a really good cook.
"Alright, Mom, I will," I said as I walked down the creaky old stairs. As I sat down, dad looked from his paper.
"So you ready for the big day?" my dad asked sipping his coffee, waiting for an answer.
"Yep sure am!"
"Well," my mom said, "I am sure you'll do fine. Levi, you going to have breakfast or what?"
"OK, coming Mom. So Bethany, ready for your big day?" Levi asked.
"Yep! Are you ready to make sandwiches like there is no tomorrow?"
"Sure am." Okay let me fill you in. Levi is my older brother. He is 16 and is about as tall as they come. He works at a sandwich shop across the street. Oh yeah! Today is my big day because I get to show my boss what I am made of.
"Bethany, you better get going if you are going to be on time."
"Ok Mom, love you! Bye!"
"Bye! Don?t forget your lunch."
"I won't,? I said, as I walked out of the door, being sure to grab my lunch. Okay, let me tell you about my boss. His name is John, but you refer to him as sir or agent one. Okay! here we are! We are now at the F.B.I headquarters, which is extremely large with big white letters that say F.B.I.
?Agent twenty-two on time as usual,? Agent one said with a gruff sounding voice.
?Well sir,? I said, ?you made it clear that being late was not allowed.?
?Yes I sure did. Today, as you know, we are going on a mission to look for gold miners that are stuck in a cave. Their only way out is through the ceiling of the cave. There is a hole in the ceiling, but the walls are too slick to climb to it.?
?Okay boss, lets go save those guys,? I said.
?That?s the spirit! Come on agent twenty-four, you could learn from this kid,? Agent one said. Now agent twenty-four was in training. You see, when you are in training, you stick around with F.B.I agents when they go on missions so you can learn all the tricks and tips for accomplishing your mission and coming out in one piece.
?All buckled up?? I said. When I am driving it is my responsibility to make sure my passengers are safe.
?Yep, we are buckled up and ready to go agent twenty-two,? they replied. The ride over there was really quite no one knew what to say or what to do and seemed like it toke forever to get there.
When we finally arrived it was like being in an old fairy tale were there were secret tunnels all around that go every were. It was like living in a dream I had to pinch my arm to see if I was dreaming or not.
?Ok agent twenty-two, you ready??
?Yes sir!? I said as they lowered me down. The cave was just like you would imagine. It was damp, dark, and cold.
?HELP!? I heard a guy yell out.
?I?m COMING!? I yelled. When I finally reached the ground, I heard some one yelling, ?HELP!? I quickly grabbed the rope and got him. Then they pulled the first guy up. Then the next guy, and the next guy until all three of the men were up out of the tunnel. Then I grabbed the rope and climbed out. I may have been a little shaken up, but it was nothing compared to the next mission that we were about to go.
?Well agent twenty-two, you?ve accomplished the mission and you came out in one piece!?
?Well sir,? I said, ?you taught me well.? Little did we know the mission was not over yet.
?Agent twenty-two! We need back up and fast! The oil plant is going to explode! There are several bombs inside and we need help disabling them.?
?I?m on my way,? I said, ?come on guys. Lets go!?
?Agent twenty-four, do you know how to disable bombs?? Agent one said.
?Yes sir.?
?Lets go to the oil plant. Remember, pull the red wires!? shouted Agent one. ?Yes sir,? everyone responded. When we got to the oil plant, we had to move quickly. The building was all white with a few windows here and there. And somewhere inside were sixteen bombs no presser there. ?Ok fan out!? commanded Agent one. Now by this time I was a little nervous; but it was now or never. I found a bomb and quickly pulled the red wires and then went to find another my heart was about to beet out of my chest I could barely swallow. There were four bombs in my area that need to be disconnected. Soon, they were all out. Then we got out of the building. All the bombs had been disabled in time. I gave a sigh of relief. Al that was left to do was to go back to F.B.I headquarters.
?Agent twenty-two, it has been an honor working with you,? Agent one said after we got out of the car.
?Well sir, it has been an honor working with you too,? I replied.
?Agent twenty-two, you?ve got a raise!? agent one said in him usual ruff voice ?And as for you, agent twenty-four, you are done with your training.?
?Oh thank you sir!? That was the best day ever had. I bet you are wondering what happened after that. Well, agent twenty-four is my partner and I am the head of the F.B.I agency. I am now twenty one years old. I am still agent twenty-two and I am still single. And Levi, my older brother well he is now twenty-four has a wife and two adorable kids and owns the little sandwich shop across the street and several others across the state of Minnesota. As for mom well, she is still the best cook around maybe even the best cook ever. As matter a fact, she bakes cookies for Levi?s sandwich shops and for my lunch. Dad is a professional coffee drinker. He has drank over a million cups of coffee and is more hyper than ever.

Let That Light Shine

?No one, when he has lit a lamp, covers it with a vessel or puts it under a bed, but puts it on a lamp stand, that those who enter may see the light.? Luke 8:16
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The creator of the universe has a assignment for you, and that is to declare the good news. to the ends of the earth to people who are lost and hungry for the word of God. God is asking you to be His hands and feet. Don?t be afraid to stand up for God, He stood up for you. So keep that in mind as you go your way today.

OH where?

OH where can I go?
Where Your not there.
Oh where can I hide?
Where You can't find me.
My answer is no where,
for where I go You are there,
for were I "Hide" You are there,
You are the Lord,
I can't hide from You,
I can't run from You,
For You are there,
no matter where I am.

Of all of them

Out of all of the colors pink is thee worst color. When will people realize that just be cause we're girls doesn't make us automaticly like the color pink! My mom was looking for new shoes at the store a few weeks ago and I was helping her look for some shoes that and I didn't want to go look at tools with the guys (my dad and brother). They had shoes that would look good if they weren't pink! Have you noticed how many pink things you can buy? Can we please pick some more colors? Like yellow although as much as I like yellow you won't find me in Bright yellow shoes no way no how. Personaly shoes should have just three colors grey, white, & black.
With the exception of a few taseful, but more colorful shoes.

my applages to the guys who read this I promise the next post will be more interresting to you.

-The B-

Okay hold it right there! (this title has absoultly nothing to do with this post's contents)

Okay so normal is a hard word for me to swallow, but as my mother always says, "There are two kinds of people in this world weird and boring." So I'm weird cause well anything else would just be boring and well Just not me. Of course does any one know a true definition of normal?
I mean come on if one person was deemed "normal" everyone else would be weird because no person is truly the same. However I believe there is an Average though we may not all be the same we will have trates that some people have. But average isn't quite right either for if one places their live in God one can't stay average. Complicated isn't it? I know it is, but I have bad news it's going to get more complicated. So since there is no truly normal or average, this means there is no truly weird people just different which everyone of us fits in the different catagory.
Betcha never thought of it that way (maybe you have) see that's the cool thing about all of us being in the "Different" catagory we look at things differently than someone else would.

(hold on it's getting more complacated) However I do think that there are different areas in the "Different" catagory that makes people think thoses people are weird. There's the "DRRO" catagory (Danger Really Really Odd) this one is reserved for Wacko Jacko. There' s the "VO" catagory (very odd) were most stars are in. Theres the "RO" Rather odd that's were well people like John kerry are. Then "SW" (So Werid.) that's were my brother and I are, maybe even a friend of mine. (still deciding on that.)
til next time
The B

I rest in your hands

Here is a poem I wrote:

I rest in Your hands

Lord I rest in Your hands,

There I am safe though stroms rise,

and the earth quakes,

I rest in Your hands,

the same hands that healed thousands,

I rest in Your hands,

the same hands that nails were drove in,

I rest in your hands,

There I'm safe and there I'm complete,

I rest in Your hands.