Money makes me nervous...

The title explains it all, War College is coming up soon and im getting more and more nervous every day. Not just because im moving into the poorest postal code in Canada, but because i dont know if i have the money to pay the tuition. Here is my cry for help, could you PLEASE pray for me and my family, specifically my mom. She's having severe back problems and has been unable to work for a number of months now. If you could pray for some healing, strength, faith and comfort withing my family that would be amazing. Also ive been just nervous about moving out in general, like...i know that im going to be around people who love me, but it's still not home, and it's still making a new place home....something ive never done on my own before...so if i could also get prayer for strength and reassurance that im where im supposed to be and that im doing what im supposed to do. I really have to lean on God this time, and it's something that really isn't easy for me.

Thankyou to whoever happens to read my blog...
(probably not many)

Love Carlye

VBS - North Van 2008

Alright, so... VBS in North Van is coming to a close tomorrow (officially)
and I'm going to say now that it went awesome. Yeah the kids can be a little rambunctious at times, but what group of kids isn't. They all have something to give and I love their little quirks and remarks. We had a BBQ tonight at the Grice residence and the group of ladies on the leadership team are absolutely amazing. There's one french canadian lady and i have no idea how to spell her name, but she gave me and jose nicknames... Jose = San Diego, and i am "Melody" or "Rainbow". She's completely hilarious and i could sit there and listen to her talk for hours if i could. Tomorrow we're doing a "pie the leaders" day, and we're doing it so all the parents can see (which will be quite entertaining if you ask me). The hospitality of the Grice's this week has been amazing, Mama-Lynn and Dave are awesome people and if you get a chance to meet them or spend time with them, do it.
Also i've found i have quite the knack for bocce ball and frisbee (but im not too good with that aero-bee thing)
I love my team and everyone on it, and i think for our first week of VBS we did amazing.
God's moving, and it's awesome.

woot!

MY NEW HOME!

(maybe)

Camp Sunrise, the only camp for me...

I'm into my second week of actually working for camp sunrise and i still cant believe this is actually my JOB. I'm getting paid to have fun with my friends and work with kids, basically my dream. My VBS team is as follows...

THE DREAM TEAM

Mark Touzeau, Carlye Morris, Rebecca Grice, Jose Benitez, Pearlanne Gray, Ethan Robson

Im super excited to be on a VBS team with these people for the entire summer, and im super stoked about camp staff aswell, we have an amazing staff and im really stoked to share in ministry with all of them. God is planning amazing things and i can't wait to see them unfold.

Taking the Long Way - Dixie Chicks

I just love this song, a lot


My friends from high school
Married their high school boyfriends
Moved into houses in the same ZIP codes
Where their parents live
But I, I could never follow
No I, I could never follow
I hit the highway in a pink RV with stars on the ceiling
Lived like a gypsy
Six strong hands on the steering wheel
I've been a long time gone now
Maybe someday, someday I'm gonna settle down
But I've always found my way somehow
By taking the long way
Taking the long way around
Taking the long way
Taking the long way around
I met the queen of whatever
Drank with the Irish and smoked with the hippies
Moved with the shakers
Wouldn't kiss all the asses that they told me to
No I, I could never follow
No I, I could never follow
It's been two long years now
Since the top of the world came crashing down
And I'm getting' it back on the road now
But I'm taking the long way
Taking the long way around
I'm taking the long way
Taking the long way around
The long
The long way around
Well, I fought with a stranger and I met myself
I opened my mouth and I heard myself
It can get pretty lonely when you show yourself
Guess I could have made it easier on myself
But I, I could never follow
No I, I could never follow
Well, I never seem to do it like anybody else
Maybe someday, someday I'm gonna settle down
If you ever want to find me I can still be found
Taking the long way
Taking the long way around
Taking the long way
Taking the long way around

Josh's War College Rejection

Dear Josh Mills,

Your are a butt.
You smell like poop therefore you are not
accepted into our college.
P.s you have body hair and are fat and have body odor.
Your tacky and we hate you.

Love the war college

It's Official!

I'm a Conqueror!
Salvation Army War College
Class of 2009


Forward march with blood and fire
and win the world for Jesus!

"The Vision"

By Pete Greig

So this guy comes up to me and says,

"whats the vision? whats the big idea?"

i opened my mouth and the words came out like this...

The vision?

The vision is Jesus:

obsessivley, dangeriously, undeniably Jesus.

The vision is an army of young people.

You see bones?

I see an army.

And they are free from materialism-- they laugh at 9-5 little

prisons. They could eat caviar on monday, and crusts

on tuesday they wouldnt even notice. They know the

meaning of the matrix,

the way the west was won.

They are mobile like the wind,

they belong to the nations,

they need no passport.

People who write their addresses in pencil and wonder at their

strange existence.

They are free

yet they are slaves

of the hurting, dirty, and dying.

What is the vision? the vision is holiness that hurts the eyes.

It makes children laugh and adults angry.

It gave up the game of minimum integrity a long time ago to reach

for the stars.

it scorns the good, and strains for the best.

It is dangerously pure.

Light Flickers

from every secret motive,

every private conversation.

It loves people away from their suicide leaps, their Satan

games.

This is an ARMY

that would lay down its life for the cause

A million times a day

its soldiers choose to lose that they might one day win in the

great

"well done"

of faithful sons and daughters.

Such heroes are as radical

on Monday morning as Sunday night.

They dont need fame for names.

Instead they grin quietly upwards

and hear the crowds chanting again and again:

"COME ON!"

And this is the sound of the underground, the whisper of

history in the making, foundations shaking ,revolutionaries

dreaming once again.

Mystery is scheming in whispers, conspiracy is breathing...

This is the sound of the underground

And the army is disciple(in)ed -- young people who can beat their

bodies into submission. Every soldier would take a bullet

for his comrade at arms. The tattoo on their backs boasts

"for me to live is Christ and to die again"

Sacrifice fuels the fire

of victory in their upward eyes.

Winners.

Martyrs.

Who can stop them? Can hormones hold them back? Can

failur succeed?

Can fear scare them or death kill them?

And the generation prays

like a dying man who groans beyond

talking, with warrior cries,

sulphuric tears and

great barrow loads of laughter!

Waiting.

Watching:

24-7-365

Whatever it takes they will give:

Breaking the rules,

shaking mediocrity from its cozy little hide,

laying down their rights and their precious little wrongs.

laughing at labels,

fasting essentials.

The advertisers cannot mold them.

Hollywood can not hold them

Peer Pressure is powerless

to shake their resolve

at late-night parties

before the cockerel cries.

They are incredibly cool,

dangerously attractive (on the inside).

on the outside? they hardly care!

They wear clothes like costumes:

to communicate and celebrate but never hide.

Would they surrender their image and popularity? They

would lay down their very lives, swap deats with the man

on death row, guilty as hell:

a throne for the electric chair.

With blood and sweat and many tears, with sleepless nights

and fruitless days,

they pray as if it all depends on God and live if it all

depends on them.

Their DNA chooses Jesus

(He breathes out, they beathe in).

Their subconcious sings.

They had a blood transfusion with Jesus.

Their words make demons scream in shoping malls. Don't

you hear them coming?

Herald the wierdos!

Summon the losers and the freaks.

Here come the frightened and forgotten

with fire in their eyes!

They walk, and trees applaud,

skyscrapers bow,

mountains are dwarfed

by these children of another dimension.

Their prayers summon the Hound of Heaven and invoke the

ancient dream of Eden

And this vision will be.

It will come to pass;

It will come easily;

It will come soon.

How do i know?

Because this is the longing of creation itself, the groaning of

the Spirit, the very dream of God.

Tomorrow is His today.

My distant hope is His 3-D.

And my feeble,

whispered,

faithless prayer

invokes a thunderous

resounding,

bone-shaking

great "AMEN!"

from countless angels,

from heroes of the faith.

from Christ Himself.

And He is the original dreamer,

the ultimate winner,

Guaranteed.

Whoa.

So, big life changes coming my way.
I've been hired at camp, and I'm going to be attending the War College in September of this year. So I'll finally be moved out and on my own, sort of...i guess. I never really pictured myself living in Vancouver, I've never really been a big fan of the big city either. But I know I'm not permanently there, and I'm doing what God is calling me to do.
I'm afraid of leaving. I'm afraid of leaving the corps, the youth group, wild truth all behind. I don't want to leave my friends and family behind, but everyone needs to grow up and leave the nest, right? I'm sure it will be fine, I'm just being dramatic about it. I'm really excited to go and live there and be with my friends and stuff, but I'm scared to leave at the same time, like...I've been in Nanaimo for a good portion of my life, and it's going to be weird to be down in Vancouver for more than a weekend.

i don't know, maybe I'm over thinking things.

Isaiah 40:28

Do you not know?
Have you not heard?
The LORD is the everlasting God,
the Creator of the ends of the earth.
He will NOT grow tired or weary,
and his understanding no one can fathom


Isaiah 40:28

right now...

Count Me In - Leeland

You gave all You had
I didn’t choose You
You chose me first
Even when I turned my back
You still gave Your love
It’s the only thing I want to have

No greater gift than a man to lay down his life
How could I miss this?
I’m not about to pass it up

Count me in
I’m amazed this love is for me, Lord
Count me in
I’m amazed this love is for me, Lord

I’m looking at these plans You have
For me they’re plans of hope and peace
Much bigger than the ones I have
I tried to follow mine
I was going nowhere fast
Your love makes me like David with a stone and sling
Nothing else could bring my life so much meaning

I can’t believe it
I can’t believe it
I can’t believe it

Count me In
Come on, You can count me in, yeah
You can count me in
You can count me in

Come on
Come on
Come on

Reality Check

earlier today i was reading my bible during my break at work. I'm currently on Hebrews and i read this little bit, and it really gave me a slap in the face.

It is impossible for those who have once been enlightened,
who have tasted the heavenly gift,
who have shared in the Holy Spirit,
who have tasted the goodness of the word of God
and the powers of the coming age,
if they fall away, to be brought back to repentance,
because to their loss they are crucifying the Son of God
all over again and subjecting him to public disgrace.
Hebrews 6:4-6

whoa. (talk about intense)

Rebuild, Renew, Restore

Isaiah 61:4
They will rebuild the ancient ruins
and restore the places long devastated;
they will renew the ruined cities
that have been devastated for generations

Praises to the most high

*PSALM 148*

Praise the LORD.
Praise the LORD from the heavens,
praise him in the heights above
Praise him, all his angels,
praise him, all his heavenly hosts,
Praise him, sun and moon,
praise him, all you shining stars,
Praise him, you highest heavens
and you waters above the skies.
Let them praise the name of the LORD,
for he commanded and they were created.
He set them in place for ever and ever;
he gave a decree that will never pass away
Praise the LORD from the earth,
you great sea creatures and all ocean depths,
lightning and hail, snow and clouds,
stormy winds that do his bidding,
you mountains and all hills,
fruit trees and all cedars,
wild animals and all cattle,
small creatures and flying birds,
kings of the earth and all nations,
you princes and all rulers on earth,
young men and maidens,
old men and children.
Let them praise the name of the LORD,
for his name alone is exalted;
his splendor is above the earth and the heavens.
He has raised up for his people a horn,
the praise of all his saints,
of Israel, the people close to his heart.
Praise the LORD.

Better is one day...

My heart and flesh cry out

For You, the Living God
Your Spirit's water for my soul
I've tasted, and I've seen
Come once again to me
I will draw near to You..

Romans 12:1-2

Therefore, I urge you, brothers, In view of God's mercy,
to offer your bodies as living sacrifices. Holy and pleasing to God.
This is your spiritual act of worship.
Do not conform any longer to the patterns of this world,
but be transformed by the renewing of your mind.
Then you will be able to test and approve what God's will is.
His good, pleasing and perfect will.

Devastated

I don't know what to feel. I'm caught in this crappy range of emotion that goes from hysterical, to sad, to angry... Any random thing can make me burst into tears. People ask me to explain, but that just brings everything back to the surface. I want so bad to just forget everything and live my life, but i can't. I have to face this head on, with God by my side. To tell you the truth, i don't know what i'm going to do at night time now.... The thought of not talking to him breaks my heart, and i know that it will never be the same between us again...Like..right now if i were to look at a picture of him i would cry. I just want it to end, i just want everything to be ok. Thinking that im not that person to him anymore just tears me apart inside. I want to be with him. I want to be his first call. But I'm not. and it hurts.

well, i guess i've learned that tear ducts never empty.

Sound Of Melodies

Sound Of Melodies - Leeland

We who were called to be Your people
Struggling sinners and thieves
We’re lifted up from the ashes
And out came the song of the redeemed
The song of the redeemed
The song of the redeemed

Can you hear the sound of melodies
Oh, the sound of melodies
Rising up to You
Rising up to You, God
The sound of melodies
Oh, the sound of melodies
Rising up to You
Rising up to You, God

We have caught a revelation
That nothing can separate us from
The love we received through salvation
It fills your daughters and your sons
Your daughters and your sons

The sound of Your love
The sound of Your love
Is what You’re hearing
The sound of Your sons
The sound of Your sons
You’ve won Your children
The sound of Your love
The sound of Your love
Is what You’re hearing
Your daughters in love
Your daughters in love
You’ve won your children

Every time i listen to this song, they holy spirit fills be with this....Joy, happiness that i just cant seem to keep quiet. I just love this song a freakin' lot.

This City Could Be Ours By Nightfall...

Our first dangerous service of the year was tonight, and i have to say it was the best we've done so far. Even though only like...10 people showed up it was still amazing. I was talking to some of the newer youth that have never been to dangerous or full circle or anything like that, and they were raving about how awesome it was and how they can't wait for the next one, which i was really stoked about. Oh, and Shawn couldn't even talk in the car because he was in so much shock. The Holy spirit was in the house! Praise Yahweh! Praise the Lord most high! Hallelujah! Hosanna in the highest!

In the midst of all of this excitement tonight something really dawned on me...
we're going to be o.k...

Carlye gets to see Josh in....

11 Days!