Life Goes On Under An Awesome God

Sorry, about the delay of posting, but life's been extremely busy lately. I don't have time to post about most of what's been happening, but here are the highlights.

Three weekends ago we went to Corpus Christi (I like the name of the city
:-) and camed out on the beach. We went to this gigantic aquarium were there was a dolphin show, rare animals, the largest species of spider-12 inches long, small sharks, puffer fish, jelly fish, a place where you could pet rays and hermit crabs, and so many other amazing creatures of the ocean. Though the aquarium wasn't Christian or anything like that, just seeing these animals makes you realize that God is so cool.

We also went horse-back riding along the beach. This was my first time to go horse back riding without someone leading me (as in holding onto the reins). The horses even waded in the water! I had a reddish-brown horse named Chester who at first was spirited, but as the ride went along was pretty calm. What an awesome experience and another testimony of how cool God is.

The next weekend included driving up to Dallas on my birthday (the 14th) for the wedding of my third cousin. We then watched a very excellently scripted play called "Eternity" with some long, long time friends, the Singletons. Mr. Singleton and I were going to blow out the candles of a birthday cake (his birthday was two days before), but I accidently blew them out with my laughter. Somehow I can't help but laugh a lot whenever I'm with them. Rebekah Singleton turned 13 yesterday (the age I am now).

Last weekend we were able to attend the last half-day of the San Antonio Christian Film Festival. Congratulations to The Oath of Desmorea for winning the grand-prize Best of Festival Jubilee Award!

Yesterday, Paul and I competed in our first debate competition of the year. It was only for a few hours in Austin, but people from Corpus Christi, Dallas, College Station, and Houston came. Out of 28 competitors, Paul got 8th speaker rank and I got 13th speaker rank. In overall placings, Paul got 4th place! Pretty exciting! God is so awesome!

~Christy

One of the things I want most in the world is to gain the spirit of gentleness.

~Christy

A Day of Remembrance

Where were you five years ago today? So many people remember, all too well, where they were when they heard the news about the twin towers. I walked into my dad's office to say, "Good morning" to him. He handed me a news article he had printed out from the internet about the tragic story. Seeing that I still did not understand, he explained the situation. After that I don't remember much that happened since I was so young, but I doubt we had school that day. One thing that stands out in my mind was the amount of fear that another terrorist attack would happen. Might it even happen to my family?

And who knows...another attack could happen today, or tomorrow, or the next day, or the day after, etc. Yet we can't just worry our life away. If I died today I know where I'd be going and that gives me peace in an area where unbelievers often can't stand to even think about.

God is in control of everything including the length of each person's life so because of that a godly, courageous friend of mine stated, "I would rather die in God's will than live outside of His will."

~Christy

Uncle Somyot's Visit and the Entrepreneurial Bootcamp

Photo 1: Lunch with friends from our church on the San Antonio River Walk




Photo 2: At the Alamo




Photo 3: Imax Theatre (screens Alamo: The Price of Freedom)








Photos 4-6: Christopher presenting his business plan and later after winning the "Budding Entrepreneur - Captain of Industry Award"






Photos 7-8: Genevieve Smith interviews conference speaker Don Hart, Jr. for the Home Education Foundation of New Zealand





Photo 9: Entrpreneurial Bootcamp organizer Doug Phillips of Vision Forum with two of his sons











Photos 10-13: More friends at the conference




Photo 14: Group photo of some of the speakers at the Entrepreneurial Bootcamp








Photos 15-17: Touring the courtyard of the Alamo with Uncle Somyot


From August 1-12, my mother's youngest sibling out of 11 children, Uncle Somyot, stayed with my family. His home is in Thailand. My mom had a wonderful time talking in her native language with him and learning about the news of her family still in Thailand. We used this as an opportunity to teach him some English as well, and found him very eager to learn--while talking to him he would usually repeat any key word you said. Most of the time on the first try at repeating the word he would only pronounce the first two syllables correctly and garble up anything else, but on further attempts he would succeed with the entire word. This was an example of how with determination and perseverence one can often accomplish even things that by their nature are rather difficult for you.

During the last three days of his visit we took him along with us to the Entrepreneurial Bootcamp in San Antonio sponsored by Vision Forum.

~Christy

Anchors Aweigh!

Hello! My name is Admiral Paul Hastings in His Majesty’s service. Upon returning from my first voyage, I wish to write down my exploits so that I might inspire the citizens that are in His realm. At 7:45 p.m. on August 13, 2006 AD and in the sixteenth year of my life, I left on a voyage of extreme exploits, daring deeds, astounding accomplishments, frightful fears, and utmost….DANGER!?! I went sailing. But let me assure you that it was no ordinary journey of joy and frivolity. No, this was a perilous undertaking. When I stop to think (I assure you I can) that I paddled 100 feet to and fro from my dock to my neighbors dock, I am almost brought to tears, or maybe it's allergies. But nevertheless, I set out on the good ship “Humu-humu-nuku-nuku-apuaa” (which in the Hawaiian language is the name for a type of sea trout) and was accompanied by the press(my siblings) which photographed the entire event. Upon first entering the waters of the cove I promptly capsized. But I re-launched again, this time with an appropriate helmet, and floundered about for thirty minutes. After docking uneventfully, I gave the press some advice and disembarked. Sadly, my trip was not to be without casualties. A most important member of my crew was gravely injured, nigh unto death. All right, what actually happened was I cut my foot on a mussel, but it still hurt. I look forward to when I may tell you of my exploits again. In His service...

Paul Hastings

Choir Camp

Another one of the Malone's summer music camps, choir camp has filled me with many wonderful memories.

~Christy

Harp Camp

Picture 1: Danielle & me

Picture 2: Lunch time!

Pictures 3 & 5: The majority of the girls playing during our ensemble practice.

Picture 4: Brittany, my awesome partner

Picture 6: Me playing harp

This past week I attended harp camp which was taught by friend Hannah Malone. Some of the things I learned included:

--Playing harp for 2 1/2 hours a day non-stop can stiffen your back and produce callouses
--Hymns and Celtic songs on the harp
--I have a short thumb (which God made for a purpose)
--The harp sound is soothing just as David and Saul found it: "So it came about whenever the evil spirit from God came to Saul, David would take the harp and play it with his hand; and Saul would be refreshed and be well, and the evil spirit would depart from him." (1 Samuel 16:23 NASB)

Having no experience on the harp whatsoever, I made tons of mistakes and sometimes that was discouraging, but like I learned in the Bible study which we had each day, God wants us to do our best and give however much we have to give whether it's just a tiny bit or a whole lot. Fortunately, Hannah was very patient with me, and although I'm still a long way off from ever performing at Carnegie Hall, I'm striving to glorify God in what I have to offer.

~Christy

An Independent Birthday on Independence Day

Top: Paul attempts to light all 83 candles without burning himself.

Middle: Granny

Bottom: By the time all the candles were blown out, the cake looked like it had experienced "meltdown"!

The Roaring Twenties... the Great Depression... World War II... Korean War... the Baby Boomers... Vietnam War... Desert Storm... War on Terrorism... she's lived through it all. "She" is my grandma.

On July 4th, 1923, Frances Virginia Gulley (later to be Hastings) was born on the 147th birthday of our country. Now she's lived through the 230th birthday of America and her 83rd birthday. She's not just seen history happen--she's made history happen. In every activity she's done, she's created some kind of history. Some things were more important than others, but nevertheless all affected a future generation. And so will every decision you make.

*Words from Granny*: "Make your motto WWJD."