wash feet: set His example.

Okay, so my mom works at a chiropractic office and they offer foot baths. I’m not sure how much they cost, but lots of people pay to get their feet cleaned by this foot bath-thing that’s supposed to get rid of all the toxins and bacteria in/on your feet. The results make you want to puke. Ya see, I was going to post a picture of what it ends up looking like, but I decided to do you (and me) a favor. I put a picture of a cute little rubber ducky floating in bath water instead. Usually, the water is like really dark brown or almost black. Or as Zoey Davis would say, “Double ew!” (that was for my Kickin’ It readers :) ) But seriously, it ends up resembling car oil or tar or something rather than water with a little bit of dirt in it.

You’re probably like “Anna, where are you going with all this?” Don’t worry, I’m getting there. Jesus washed the feet of the disciples, remember? And think about how nasty their feet would be. The people that come to my mom’s office don’t walk dust roads in sandals for their livelihood. So let’s just say the disciples feet were triple ew. Jesus still washed their feet without any complaining. Peter tried to stop him. I mean, since he is the Son of God and everything.

Jesus replied, “Unless I wash you, you won’t belong to me.”
Peter exclaimed, “Then wash my hands and head as well, Lord, not just my feet!”
After washing their feet, he put on his robe again and sat down and asked, “Do you understand what I was doing? You call me ‘Teacher’ and ‘Lord’, and you are right, because that’s what I am. And since I, you Lord and Teacher, have washed your feet, you ought to wash each others feet.”


So...are you gonna set His example? Wash feet. Paint toenails. Give pedicures. Love others.

LYLASITS,
anna :)

from the book nook: mixed bags.

Hey, sisters! :) Sorry I haven't posted in a few days, but I've been really busy with lots of school stuff. But in the mist of my hectic life, I always find time to read. I even have a whole corner to my room devoted to my hobby! My friends and I call it "The Book Nook", so I decided to name my book review-posts after it. Anyway, I just finished Melody Carlson's Mixed Bags. It's the first book in the Carter House Girls series, and on a scale of 1-10, I give it a 15! It was really intriguing (did I spell that right?) and even had a dash of romance. So if you're looking for a good read, look no longer! Mixed Bags is must.

Till next time,
anna :)

sisters? you mean we're related?

“We are family, I’ve got all my sisters with me. Yeah, yeah, yeah...”  I know you’ve all probably heard the past hit by Sister Sledge. But I’m not just talking about your sisters that you cross paths with everyday. How about you’re sisters who’ve walked the path to the cross? I have a half sister, Brittany, and I absolutely love her to death. She recently said “I do” this past June, and is now happily married to my brother-in-law, Jeremy. Then you have my best friends—Nikki, Lily, Makenzie, Lindsey, Sarah, Kaylynn, and Millie. They’re all like my sisters, too. But I have other sisters. Long lost sisters I can’t wait to meet someday.  Ephesians 2:19 states, “So now you Gentiles (Which is what I am because I’m not Jewish) are longer strangers and foreigners. You are citizens along with all of God’s holy people. You are members of God’s family.” So if you’re one-hundred-percent-amen sure you’ve accepted Jesus as your Lord, we’re related. That means I have millions of brothers and sisters across the world...awesome isn’t it?  It’s not always easy being a Christian, especially being a teenage girl. You see at school on a daily basis. Alcohol, drugs, sex—everyone’s doing it, right? Wrong. There ARE other Christian girls out there, facing the same situations you are. Proverbs 17:17—A friend loves at all times, and a brother (or sister!) is born for adversity. So when life gets rough, remember to stay tough. And we CAN do it...together.  Because we’re not just average sisters. We’re sisters in the Savior.


LYLASITS
(Love Ya Like A Sister In The Savior),
 Anna