a short tale.

A canterbury tale of me by ali

My name is nina, I smell really bad

I have no friends, it is really quite sad.

The only friend I have is my dear pup

Showers? Psh…my motto’s just give em up!

I have the sweetest dance moves you will see

I have a sister whose pants she does pee.

My favorite past time activity is

Going to bball games! What fun, gee wiz!

Don’t give me bean dip or you will regret

Oops, oh no why are my underpants wet?

When I am angry, watch out and beware

If it is really bad, my mouth will swear

Possibly things might be thrown in the air

Oh poor Maura there goes theo the bear!

If you make fun of my movies I’ll yell

Danielle Greening experienced this hell

Maura and Al were there to see it all

For them witnessing it was quite a ball!

Children, earmuffs with what I will say next

I have a condition that is complex

I take off my pants when I fall asleep

But that is not just what makes me a creep

You see when I sleep I am not alone

Her best friend is there to her unbeknown

That when Nin fell asleep with her pants on

When Ali woke up her pants were now gone!

But don’t worry all I am good looking

On the corner, I could take up hooking

If you didn’t know this just ask me I’ll say

My body’s attractive when on display

Strange men often ask me for my digits

It must be the vibes that I do emit.

My spellings real good and I make up words

“Are you trying to suduct me?” is heard

But the truth is we are, just don’t tell nin

Her ego is big enough it would seem

But I love her the same, she’s my best friend

If I don’t stop now this will never end.

this is for maura:

ohhhh yeaaahh.

antonina grace

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some things.

so I have discovered this sketch artist and his drawings are quite entertaining!

His name is Marc Johns – here are some of his drawings:

so there’s that. thought I would share some funny pictures.

some music I have been listening to lately:

Hold On by Angus and Julia Stone

A Promise by Broken Records

Let’s Go Surfing by The Drums

In Your Eyes by Sara Bareilles

so go and listen.

antonina grace

waiting.

UPCOMING: a canterberry tale about me by ali mefferd

GET STOKED.

Well, on to my deep thoughts.

I have realized a little something about my life. This school year, I have been in a constant state of wait and it is rather unhealthy. I have talked to numerous people about this all and I feel it is weighing so heavy on my heart. I find that I am always waiting to just get through the day or the week. Thinking only a little bit longer and then life will be easier or better or it will be okay. But when I do arrive at this point that I think will be easier, it’s not what I picture in my head and I am disappointed.

I am also just waiting to graduate to get into that “bigger and grander” ministry that I am just being prepared for now. I cant stand that I feel and think this way but I want to be honest. Thankfully I see this in my life.

We are all waiting. Waiting for that job, for the summer, to graduate, to move away, to get married, to start a family or move on into that different ministry. We are waiting for that next stage of life that we think will be better than where we are at now. Because there has to be so much larger and grander plans out there for me than where I am at right now, right?

I have decided that I want to wake up every morning anticipating the day the Lord has set before me. Because honestly, I can’t remember the last time I did wake up feeling that way. I want to be overflowing with joy for what will be had throughout the day. I want to live life and life to the full, not just be always waiting through it. I know that the Lord has placed me where I am suppose to be for a reason. I will be in dayton, doing what He has called me to, for however long He sees fit. I want to trust completely in the Lord with my life and be overjoyed with what He has blessed me with here.

I want the Lord to make a beautiful disater of my comfortable life here in dayton. Pray that I will truly examine my heart and be honest with where my heart lies.

“For this reason I kneel before the Father, from whom every family in heaven and on earth derives its name. I pray that out of his glorious riches he may strengthen you with power through his Spirit in your inner being, so that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith. And I pray that you, being rooted and established in love, may have power, together with all the Lord’s holy people, to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ, and to know this love that surpasses knowledge—that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God.” Ephesians 3:14-19

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my dear brothers.

so this post is to my brothers in Dayton leadership so listen up.

To recap for everyone, last night was dayton leaderships annual Christmas party but it was a tad different. The great men of dayton made it into an appreciation dinner for all of us women leaders and it was by far one of the most adorable things ever. First, they served us dinner, asking us what we wanted to drink and to eat. Mine was served by Nic, and you did a wonderful job. Next, they made a video with some of the girls in high school that we minister too and of course I cried. And finally, they wrote letters to all their girl co-leaders (cried again) and Mr. Weaver wrote a wonderful poem (which I absolutely loved). So that was the dinner in a nutshell…

Here is a shout out to John Allen. He wanted a shout out. Also, normal people don’t have mustaches, end of story.

So guys, I know me and a couple of the other gals really loved and appreciated everything you did slash do for us. For most of high school, I was treated horribly by guys and thought that was how it was suppose to be. That calling me mean names, mentally abusing me, cheating on me and that me fighting for some kind of affection from them was just part of the deal. I know now that, of course that is not true at all. That the love I searched and longed for from men is now found in Christ and that men of Christ I know now love me as a sister. That they won’t call me names (unless in joking), they won’t abuse or cheat and will show that brotherly kindness and love that is between brothers and sisters.

I am so thankful for the men in dayton to show me and the other women how we should be treated as sisters. That we ARE of value and we ARE worth it because I honestly forget that I am. I am also thankful for those older men, that are like the older brothers or Christian father figures that I never had as a girl. That they want to take care of me and protect me. Thank you guys for everything and I love you all.

“Let love be genuine. Abhor what is evil; hold fast to what is good. Love one another with brotherly affection. Outdo one another in showing honor.” Romans 12:9-10

antonina grace