tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67520599593126526872024-03-05T14:30:24.366-08:00M.K.T.L.B.Missionary Kid That Likes BirdsJesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13906310781284729934noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6752059959312652687.post-38378132506273963152012-10-14T10:41:00.000-07:002009-10-21T12:10:03.823-07:00About Me!<span style="color:#000000;">Hello! My name is Jessee. I'm 13 years, I've been a <b>Christian missionary</b> in Mexico for a little over 4 years. I have two sisters and three brothers (one of which is my twin). I like animals (especially ducks ), and I read a lot.<br /><hr /><br />BTW: I would very much appreciate your opinions of how I could make my posts better. </span>Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13906310781284729934noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6752059959312652687.post-49661087720644495572009-12-09T10:32:00.000-08:002009-12-09T10:33:26.304-08:00Overview on Ecclisiastes.this book was written by King Solomon and tells us mainly to "fear god and keep his commandments" this book also tells us about a lot of things that are vanity.<br /><br /><strong>Most often used phrases:</strong><br /><strong></strong><br />"Vanity of vanities" says the preacher "all is vanity."<br /><br />Then I returned and saw/considered all that was___under the sun.<br /><br />It is all grasping for the wind.<br /><br /><strong>Random facts and Opinions:</strong><br /><strong></strong><br />In chapter four verse 9-11 Solomon writes "there is nothing new under the sun."<br /><br />Solomon is of the opinion that it would be better if one did not live.<br /><br />Ecclesiastes is a very hard book to understand because it skips around a lot.<br /><br /><strong>Sum-up verse:</strong><br /><br />Fear God and keep his comandments for this is mans all.<br />for God will bring every work into judgement including<br />every secret thing whether good or evil.<br />(Ecclisiastes 12:13-14)Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13906310781284729934noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6752059959312652687.post-40620782326360885642009-12-09T07:26:00.000-08:002009-12-09T07:28:16.162-08:00The Tomb of King Tutankamen<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgevNxq4_4FMNAPYwqTlrPd1Zjrs0gOLeODR490eftDrfzM_6yyCW7y17G84VTnG8fVbhnthfIt7FkPanXOlc9upJAsmWZGP5p95VDh3Kvo8mO63ieLq2CatapS9g8DISKA-VSv5zwWP4AR/s1600-h/king-tut.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410705179012439762" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgevNxq4_4FMNAPYwqTlrPd1Zjrs0gOLeODR490eftDrfzM_6yyCW7y17G84VTnG8fVbhnthfIt7FkPanXOlc9upJAsmWZGP5p95VDh3Kvo8mO63ieLq2CatapS9g8DISKA-VSv5zwWP4AR/s320/king-tut.jpg" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:georgia;"><em>The air is musty and old. Treasure sparkles in the gleam of my torch.<br />Nothing moves. Nothing speaks, as if the world never has been.<br />A coffin is in front of me! I shiver with excitement, and remove the lid.<br />Inside are the most beautiful treasures I have ever seen, from a<br />four-thousand-y</em>e<em>ar-old scroll to a sapphire crocodile. Amidst<br />these riches is something, if possible, more beautiful than them all. </em></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;"><em>There in all his splendor lies King Tutankamen himself!</em> </span></div>Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13906310781284729934noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6752059959312652687.post-90490853015828707262009-10-15T11:29:00.000-07:002009-10-15T11:33:22.417-07:00The Big Red Button<embed src="http://www.toysforyourblog.com/games/bigred/bigred.swf" width="350" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed><br /><br /><a href="http://www.toysforyourblog.com/games/bigred/">Put The Big Red Button on your site</a>Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13906310781284729934noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6752059959312652687.post-42511764985099981152009-10-14T10:26:00.000-07:002009-10-14T11:26:38.275-07:00The Big GameThe day is just getting hot. About 50 people are in the stands, and every pair of eyes are on me. The crowd is deathly still, a hawker yells in the distance, a baby shrieks, the green grass gleams in the sunlight, the dust blows in my face. I take a deep breath and step up to bat.Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13906310781284729934noreply@blogger.com0