Happy Easter!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Okay, I know Easter doesn't start for another...*glances at clock*...eleven hours and 55 minutes, but it sounds so much better than happy Holy Saturday ;) I really sorry I never posted last week, but I was busy all day Friday and I never had a chance to come on the computer at all. Nothing important happened, just to let you know if you're wondering ;) Oh, scratch that. This certain man I know suffered and died for me two thousand years before I was born. To quote a certain song, "He saw my face and He cried." You know, it wasn't really until last year or maybe the year before I began to understand what He did for us. And it just came to me yesterday during service. One of the greatest desires of my heart is to fall in love with a man who will defend me and even die for me just because he loves me so much. You know how when you watch movies like Princess Bride or even old Disney movies like Beauty and the Beast, you get that fluttery feeling in your heart whenever the Prince declares his undying love and devotion? I almost laughed when I realized: we already have a Prince. We have a Hero who defended us against our sins and what would have happened to us, and He willingly gave up His life for His princesses, which is you and me :) And I wish, I really really really wish I could begin to understand how much He loves me. I think I feel a glimpse of it when my heart begins to pump double time in church as I listen to the priest's words, or when we go and kiss the cross which is what moves me to tears. I think back to a conference I went to at Franciscan University last summer. I try and remember the joy, peace, and love I felt and I can't really remember. I do, but only a little bit. I can't even remember what adoration was like. I know what I was doing, but it's almost like it was a different person controlling my body. But I'm not worried that I can't remember. I know that it was because of the intense love I felt that I can't remember. It's something that I'm keeping so tucked away in my heart and soul, it's not meant to come out except during Good Friday. And during the rest of the year, I still love Him, but...see, I can't even really explain it. And I hope you don't think I mean that only on Good Friday I love Him. Wrong. I love Him every day. No matter what comes. Nothing tragic has ever really happened to me, and I pray it doesn't, but I always try to remember, "You give and take away, You give and take away. My heart will choose to say 'Lord blessed be Your name.'" So I'm hoping that each of you will come to realize that He loves you with a passion you will never be able to imagine. And tomorrow in church(or tonight if you're going to Vigil), you will sing your heart out. I don't care if you're tone-deaf, and neither does He. He wants to hear your praises. I know that on Easter Sunday at church I might look like an idiot because I sing as loud as the choir. But I am so happy, just so darn happy He is risen. And I don't know about your parish, but we have lots of strangers come in for the "Twice a year" Mass. These people need to know and hear how much you love Jesus with a personal love by the sound of your voice raising to the rafters. Don't let them look around seeing you not singing because you're "too cool" like a lot of the other teenagers. They will be inspired by your ever constant smile and life in your eyes. Show them that we're alive because of Him. Show them Jesus is worth more than "Twice a year" Mass. Show them Jesus' love :)

And guess what? I'm going to Franciscan for a visit this Friday! :D I'll be getting a tour and I get to sit in on a literature and Theology class! I'm so excited I might need to change my pants ;D

Here's two quotes: "I am known by another name in your world. You must learn to know me by it." ~Aslan
"If to dance is to dream, then you make dreams comes true." ~Anonymous

Have a holy and happy Easter :)