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Name: Rachel
Country: United States
State: Missouri
Birthday: 2/18/1985
Gender: Female


Interests: Writting,worship, Missions, acting(oh the drama)cow tipping,and Hope fully photography and maybe just maybe God will let me be an artist/social worker/teacher/evangalest/ worship leader/missionary/EXTREMELY Good looking wife/LOVEING MOTHER TO ALL OF THOSE BABIES WHO DONT HAVE ONE
Expertise: Life
Occupation: Artist
Industry: Entertainment


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Member Since: 9/28/2003

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Monday, June 16, 2008

the shadow proves the sunshine.

Sunshine, won't you be my mother
Sunshine, come and help me sing
My heart is darker than these oceans
My heart is frozen underneath

We are crooked souls trying to stay up straight,
Dry eyes in the pouring rain where
The shadow proves the sunshine
The shadow proves the sunshine

Two scared little runaways
Hold fast till the break of daylight where
The shadow proves the sunshine

Oh Lord, why did you forsake me?
Oh Lord, don't be far away away
Storm clouds gathering beside me
Please Lord, don't look the other way
I'm a) Crooked soul trying to stay up straight
Dry eyes in the pouring rain where
The shadow proves the sunshine
The shadow proves the sunshine

Two scared little runaways
Hold fast to the break of day light where
The shadow proves the sunshine
The shadow proves the sunshine

Yeah Yeah, shine on me
Yeah Yeah, shine on me
Yeah Yeah, shine on me
Yeah Yeah, shine on me
Crooked souls trying to stay up straight
Dry eyes in the pouring rain where
The shadow proves the sunshine
The shadow proves the sunshine

Two scared little runaways
Hold fast to the break of day light where
The shadow proves the sunshine
The shadow proves the sunshine

Yeah Yeah, shine on me
Yeah Yeah, shine on me
Yeah Yeah, shine on me
Shine on me,
Let my shadows prove the sunshine


Wednesday, May 28, 2008

Ok so heres the deal.
I had a few of your address and sent thank you notes however Im not sure if i put the correct stamp on all of them.
Sooooo.
Also if you could please leave me your address so I may send you love when i return that would be amazing.
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So here we go.
Right.
In six hours I leave for Haiti.
I dont know how this happened.
I dont know what the Lord is about to reveal to me.
But I am becoming more and more aware of this.
How underserving I am of this life. and oh this love.
Please pray for me.
Pray for this experince.
Pray.
Pray.
Pray.

I met a man named Sunny today.
He is from Haiti.
We talked.
He showed me a old photograph of one of his sons.
He tryed to help me with my creole and french.
I didnt do so good.
But my name is Rachel Berry,Im funny,
there is no cultural barrier in my brown eyes.

Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.

For seeing in me the things I so many times fail to see.
But continually telling me what the Lord sees.
I cant wait to tell you stories.
And show you faces.
And send you my tears.

My friends there is so much i dont understand today and in this moment.
But this I do.
This I do understand.
"Romans 5:8
But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us.
I was listening to this bethany dillion song the other day.
I have heard it before.
But the first part always makes me cry.
Every time i choose to listen.
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Who can hold the stars
And my weary heart?
Who can see everything?

I've fallen so hard
Sometimes I feel so far
But not beyond your reach

I could climb a mountain
Swim the ocean
Or do anything
But it's when you hold me
That I start unfolding
And all I can say is

Hallelujah, hallelujah
Whatever's in front of me
Help me to sing hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Whatever's in front of me
I'll choose to sing hallelujah

The same sun that
Rises over castles
And welcomes the day

Spills over buildings
Into the streets
Where orphans play

And only you can see the good
In broken things
You took my heart of stone
And you made it home
And set this prisoner free

Hallelujah, hallelujah
Whatever's in front of me
Help me to sing hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Whatever's in front of me
I'll choose to sing hallelujah
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"And only you can see the good
In broken things"

and here i come.broken.going to the broken.ready for the love fest and the learning to begin.

I love you all.
Thank you for believing in these dreams that the Lord has put so deeply into my heart.

love.
love.
love.

rachel.


Wednesday, April 30, 2008

James 1:27

" i will waste my life"
" help me to love you more"


So this my friends is it..

"27Religion that God our Father accepts as pure and faultless is this: to look after orphans and widows in their distress and to keep oneself from being polluted by the world."

So this is a note to those of you that know this part of me well.

A friend of mine is going to a orphanage in Haiti at the end of the month.
She has invited me to go with her.

There is more detail I could tell you but...

If this is religion. Than I would be foolish to dismiss the opportunity.

When all is said and done the trip will probably be about six hundred by the time I buy airfare and take care of all the expenses. Now six hundred really isn’t that much but for a college student and faithful plasma donator, its a bit of a stretch.

Im going to call a few old donors. But basically this little note is to see if any one knows any one or any thing. Rich Uncle or free plane ticket?

If you don't have a Rich Uncle or a Free Plane ticket than please just pray for me that I will make a wise decision.

I have to make arrangements in the next few days if Im going to go.
So if you have any suggestions let me know.

love you all.
always.

heartbroken.
rachel.
 
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UPDATE... Im going.
 
Heres my address in tyler tx.
Rachel Berry
 
521 Frazier St

Tyler, TX 75701


Monday, March 17, 2008

Risk-taking, trust, and serendipity are key ingredients of joy. Without risk, nothing new ever happens. Without trust, fear creeps in. Without serendipity, there are no surprises."

-- Rita Golden Gelman, Author of Tales of a Female Nomad. She has had no permanent address since 1986


Thursday, November 29, 2007

so i rest in the fact that well.....

the 10 of you that read this are all female.

And close friends.

lol.

so grab your ben and jerrys.

and let the online estrogen fest begin.

lol.

oh i miss u so.

this first one is for you ro.

please write.

every one write.

i feel better.everytime.

................................................

"you"

I cant take you back.

Regretting  you was never an option.

I am not sure when I forgot the hurt.

No.No. I haven't forgotten.

Its just....

The wounds are closed.

you are much more an idea.

than any place of reality.

My mind still plays games.

But i wont be broken and lame.

There is no gain in that delicate pain.

I am afraid you have a piece of my heart.

Don't worry I wont fall apart.

Life happens .

It comes.

It goes.

So as will I , to and frow.

I promise to let this go.

Come now my friend.

Tell me how you will mend and heal.

Live now, your life is here.

And as I wave goodbye.

I say hello.

"you sang me spanish lulalbies"

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insert chick flick, whitney houston singing shoop,shoop(you know from waiting to exhale) and your best girlfriends all agreeing it was worth it in the end.

 

luvu.

all of you.



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