bothered?

So as most of you must know, at church and Youth group the last few weeks, out topic has been "Bothered?" We were challenged over the last couple weeks to be bothered by the issues in our world. And to get more and more bothered.
One thing that has always bothered me is Homelessness. I've really started to realize lately that I take so much for granted.
I get cold and I put another log on the fire or turn up the heater. Homeless people get cold and they try to cover themselves with rags or newspapers.
I get thirsty and I go to the tap. Homeless people get thirsty and they drink from puddles or just get dehydrated.
I get hungry and I open the cupboard or fridge. Homeless people get hungry and they beg for food or eat the scraps they have.
I feel upset, I turn to my family and friends for support. Homeless people get upset and most don't have anyone to turn to.
I get sick and I go to the doctor. Homeless people get sick and most die before they get help.
It makes me feel like crap to think about this. And it bothers me. It bothers me A LOT. And I get more bothered with it each and every day. Some people think that there's only homelessness in big cities. But there are so many here in the Valley. It pains me to think that when I'm done this post, I'll go get into my warm bed, while there's so many people who won't sleep at all tonight. Or will sleep on nothing but a cardboard box..an old blanket...or even the cold, hard ground.
So I challenge all of you...everyone who has the same privileges I have..get bothered by this.

My Savior Lives

So tonight I drove my sister to dance and then went to Mattchew's house for a bit. He's teaching me guitar. He tuned my guitar and then we worked on some chords. I asked if he knew Consuming Fire (of course he did!). So he wrote down the chords for the chorus for me. My "homework" is to learn it :P Just so you know, Consuming Fire is my ALL TIME favourite song. Everytime I hear it, I get goosebumps and definitely feel God's presence. So I had that song stuck in my head for most of the drive to pick Kelsey up and go home. Then on the way home, I was listening to Praise 106.5 (AWESOME radio station!) and a song came on that just hit me so hard. "My Savior My God" by Aaron Shust. I had never heard this song before, but it was amazing and the words just spoke to me. Then as I was listening, I had this press on my heart to pray for my friend Chelsea from the mainland. (Take note this happened around 8:35pm) I didn't know why, but of course I didn't object. So I prayed for a bit. When I got home, I went on the computer. As soon as I signed into MSN, Chelsea started talking to me. I could tell right away that something was wrong. I asked her if she was alright. She said "actually, no. My friend told me she's thinking of committing suicide. Then she signed off." I asked her when this happened and she said around 8:30pm. Kinda cool, eh? So me and her prayed together and I'm still praying now. I hoping that her friend finds peace and comfort. Please pray for her as well..and for my friend that she doesn't give up hope. Our God is an awesome God who does AMAZING things.

Later Gators!

Here's the link to the video of My Savior
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jazyUn4LMgA

This is her friend

Random Rant

Ok so Monday after school, me and my mom stopped by Superstore so I could check my schedule. While I was there I picked up my new work shirt, since all I have is the holiday one. I tried on the small and it was too small. Then I tried a medium and it was a bit big. I ended up settling with the medium. When I got back to the car, I told my mom about the sizes mishap. She said "well what about an extra small? No wait..that would be smaller." And I said "Why couldn't there be a size inbetween small and medium?" Then I began to think. Why are extra smalls smaller yet extra larges are bigger? But then why aren't there extra mediums? And if there was, would they be smaller or bigger than the regular medium?

Just a thought.