Just a quick word for you guys. This past Sunday was the third anniversary of the Tornado Outbreak that broke across the south. So, the weather that we have been having down here these past couple of days has made many of us uneasy. Not to mention, has brought back a lot of memories and caused us to relive a lot of things. That day was a day that changed a lot of us. We all grew up that day. We saw and heard things we wish we didn't. We came together as a family. We helped one another out. It's a day that will always live with us and one we will never forget. I'm physically, mentally, and emotionally exhausted today after watching the weather this past Sunday and Monday. And it isn't over. We have the potential for more tonight. Please keep us all in your thoughts and prayers as we work through the memories and as this weather keeps coming through. And remember those that have been lost and have lost everything. "For great is Your love, higher than the heavens; Your faithfulness reaches to the skies." Psalm 108:4 Follow Me :)
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This coming Sunday, the 27th, will mark the third anniversary of the tornado outbreak that occurred all over the South. I don't think there will ever be a year where I don't stop and reflect on where I was and what happened that day. This is a post that I wrote about a month after the Tuscaloosa tornado. This is just a re-post of a post that I created shortly after the April 27th, Tuscaloosa Tornado. I don't intend to upset anyone or bring up bad memories. This day is one that I both want to forget and never forget, because it gives me a picture of God's grace and protection. This is only my account of that day. Although I didn't lose anything, my home for the past 5 years was torn apart. My thoughts and prayers are with those families who are still rebuilding and putting together pieces of their lives. My thoughts and prayers are also with those families who are without dearly loved and missed members of their families this holiday season: fathers and mothers, sons and daughters, brothers and sisters. Hard, scary, traumatic. April 27th was a beautiful day. Besides the fact that I had to spend the gorgeous, blue-skied day sitting in class after class, it was a good day. We all knew the potential for bad weather later on in the day, but if it was going to be like the past few days, that was going to blow over with nothing really to talk about. Sitting in one of my classes, I told one of my friends that she could come to my dorm if she wanted to and we could ride out the tornado together with my roommates. I told her to come whenever, but that I still had one more class that afternoon unless it got cancelled. Like usual, it didn't, so I was preparing to go to class. Ten minutes before my class, I was sitting in my dorm living room with one of my roommates and my friend that came over. We were watching James Spann on the news as he was covering a storm that was heading toward Cullman, Al. The town that one of my roommates is from. I decided to be a few minutes late to class, because I wanted to stay with her, make sure she was okay and to watch the storm to see what happened. The three of us were watching the TV, not really expecting anything, until we saw it. A funnel cloud form and eventually touch down in Cullman County. We watched as it quickly formed and then as it started making its way through the town. I remember seeing a radio tower fall as the tornado passed over it. My roommate called her parents to make sure that they were okay. When I heard that they were, I decided to go ahead and go to class. I was going to be ten minutes late, but it was the last week before finals, so I figured that I needed to go. I didn't take a rain jacket because it had not started raining yet and was still pretty blue outside. I walked to class through the wind and got into my class and saw that they were watching a movie. I immediately regretted my choice of coming to class. I sat down and literally about 10 minutes later, a girl speaks up and says that a tornado warning has been issued for the southern part of our county. After deciding that we should go downstairs, our teacher makes us all file down into a small first floor area. The warning did not include our University yet, so we then found out it was okay to go back upstairs. Well, being the college students that we are, we all were debating what to do. Stay and review for the final or just forget about it and go home. I decided to bail and go back to my dorm. Going to that class for literally 5-10 minutes was so not worth it. So, I along with the majority of my class, start walking our different directions. As I'm walking back to my dorm, I noticed that the wind had picked up and there were some sprinkles. As soon as I got to the steps and porch of my dorm, the tornado siren goes off. The rules of the dorm are, that if you hear the siren, you have to come downstairs. As I was walking in the building, I texted my friends upstairs and told them to come down. The siren then went off and the RA downstairs said for us to not worry about it, but that if we heard another one we should make our way to the first floor. I get upstairs, put my book bag down, go to the bathroom and come back into the living room as another siren comes on. By this time, I'm just like really! Make up your freakin' mind! I did not want to go downstairs and sit in a hallway with tons of other girls for 3 hours. We had to do that a week before and it was not a pleasant experience. Apparently, when you are in a hallway with everyone else, this is when you are supposed to start being annoying and inconsiderate. Right, perfect timing guys...or should I say girls. Anyways, we make our way to the first floor and find our spot in the corner that we had grown very fond of. We make friends with some other girls that we had never met before and start talking. Well, then the phones start ringing, texts come in and talking increases throughout the hallway. We get messages from people asking if we are okay and others telling us there is a bad storm on the way. We get online to see what is going on and find James Spann once again. He is our great weather man! I am really glad that we have him doing weather for the area. He has helped and informed so many people! Props and kudos to him! We are watching the live feed with about 9,000 other people watching online as well. They finally flash to a picture of the tornado heading into Tuscaloosa. I see my two friends who are watching it gasp and put their hands over their mouths. I was thinking, "I've got to see this." So, I leaned over the hallway and peered over her computer screen to see the monster that is coming toward us. This is what we see. And the last thing that we hear? That it is heading straight for the University of Alabama. We all look at each other and pretty much just say that this is going to be a bumpy ride. But as we turn to face the wall and get into tornado position, that one that we learned back in kindergarten, we were all praying that God would keep us safe. The lights flickered and then everything went black. There was just the light of cell phones and the chattering of scared students. We heard loud rushes of wind that we now know were the tornado. It came a mile away from my dorm. When we were able to get outside, we saw that there was one tree down and thought that maybe the rest of our town had been spared as well. The power was out and phone lines down. We couldn't get in touch with anyone or find out any information. We heard initial reports that the hospital was gone and that other parts of 15th Street were gone. The hospital turned out to be fine except for some busted windows. 15th Street however, was very hard hit. It was pretty much gone. We debated about whether to go to a friends house that was over the River. They had no damage and still had power. Or if we should stay at the dorm. We ended up staying at the dorm that night, downstairs in the common living room. We ate Peanut Butter and talked and listened to different stories that we heard, not really knowing all the truth yet. The next morning, we got up and packed some bags and went to my friend's house. We sat down in her living room and my other friend that was there asked if we had seen or heard anything. It had been 12 hours since the tornado. For 12 hours we had been without power, little phone service, and no news. When we first saw the videos and the pictures, we thought it was unreal. There was no way that our town had just gotten taken out by a tornado. But, it had. For the next several hours, as much as we didn't want to continue watching the videos, news, or look at the pictures, we continued to. We couldn't take our eyes off of it. It was all so surreal. Time seemed to slow. That first week after the tornado felt like a month. Classes had been suspended for the rest of the semester. We had the option to take our finals or take the grade we had in the class. Graduation for those in May wasn't held. For 6 students at the University of Alabama, tomorrow never came. 41 people in Tuscaloosa lost their lives and more than 200 in the state were killed. Thousands lost homes. Many were missing. Shelters were set up, search and rescue teams were sent out. The state was declared to be in a state of disaster and emergency. Although I didn't personally lose anything that day in the tornado. It was still my town. For the past 4 years I have called that place home and now it was destroyed. For a couple of days I couldn't do anything, but watch the news and videos. And when that got tiring, a funny, Disney movie. It was hard, scary, and traumatizing. I finally got up, praised God that I was okay and that everyone I knew was okay. Talked to my parents and many others who called to check on me. And went out to lend a helping hand to those that had lost everything. I went to Alberta City. I picked up shingles, dug through rubble, carried off limbs. I helped separate what was to keep or throw away. I went to Hargrove. I saw 15th Street. I served food at the Belk Center. I cooked food. I went out with the American Red Cross to serve hot food to people in areas that hadn't been reached yet. I did the only thing I knew to do. I served the people around me. I responded when called. All of a sudden, the area of need wasn't a plane ride away. I could walk to it. My mission field was a disaster. It was where God called me. Even though it was hard, scary, and traumatizing. Now, three years later, much of the state has made great roads to recovery. Tuscaloosa is still growing and getting stronger. Parts of the city have been rebuilt, new land put down, and new buildings have gone up. Things look very different in parts of the city and even now when I drive through it, I have to think for a second about where I am. It definitely isn't the same city it was when I was there. But, it is still a city that I call home. That town means more to me than lots of others I've lived in. It will always be like home. And this will always be a weekend where I stop and reflect on what happened that day in history. I can only praise God for His protection. Then & Now Three Years Later Follow Me :)
"How can a young man keep his way pure? By living according to Your word. I seek You with all my heart; do not let me stray from Your commands. I have hidden Your word in my heart that I might not sin against You. Praise be to You, O Lord; teach me Your decrees. With my lips I recount all the laws that come from Your mouth. I rejoice in following Your statutes as one rejoices in great riches. I meditate on Your precepts and consider Your ways. I delight in Your decrees; I will not neglect Your word." Psalm 119:9-16 I can easily memorize the words to my new favorite song or quote my favorite movie the entire way through. Yet, when it comes to memorizing Scripture, I have to admit, I'm pretty pathetic. This is something that I've been wanting to work on and change for awhile. I picked up mini file organizer at the Dollar Tree and I put my many note-cards to good use. Here's How It Works
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I really like this little file folder that I found! It's large enough to keep all the cards organized, but still small enough for me to tote around anywhere! Is memorizing Scripture something that you have wanted to start doing? Are you a pro at memorizing Scripture? Do you have any other tips and tricks for memorization? I kind of created this system myself to start with right now. Although, I did find this awesome system after searching Google and will definitely be trying it out later. Follow Me :) P.S. You might notice that I've been cleaning up the design lately. I'm going to be changing more pages throughout, so keep an eye out! Check out my new 'about me' page! What do you think?
Friday was the day He was nailed to the Cross. Saturday was the day of silence. Sunday was the day He arose. Today is the day that He lives. There are many days in my life where I hear nothing but silence. I impatiently wait in the silence wondering what is going to be spoken. There are days where the silence sounds like death. Then, there are days where I choose to listen. And breaking through the silence is overwhelming love and peace. The day Christ was nailed to the Cross was the day the veil was broken. From top to bottom, it was broken. That veil is still broken today, friends. The veil is broken and beckoning us to come. And boldly do we get to come. Boldly do we get to approach the throne of God. Face to face, hand in hand. Whispers of words that come out as shouts. Rejoicing that He is alive. Rejoicing that we are free. Rejoicing that we are no longer slaves to sin. Rejoicing that we are loved! It's the art of celebration. Have you linked-up with The Circle this month yet? I'm co-hosting with Kiki and there is still time to get out your thank-you notes! We would love to have you! Visit my post here, Kiki's post, or this page to learn more! Follow Me :)
I learned about the 52 Lists Project at the beginning of this year. Just like the creator, Moorea Seal, I am a fan of lists. I've been known to write something on my to-do list that I've already completed, just to draw that sweet line through it. So, what is the 52 Lists Project? Every week, there is a prompt with a different set of things to list. Look for my list each week!
I'm pretty certain that I will always be adding to this list throughout my life. It will probably change in the future, just like it has changed since I was a child. Yet, there are some that I believe will forever stay on the list. Seeing as I'm always adding to this list, check out my reading list and my Pinterest board dedicated to books to see more of what I'm reading!
Chronicles of Narnia | C.S. Lewis
The Lord of the Rings Trilogy | J. R. R. Tolkien Little Women | Louisa May Alcott The Giver | Lois Lowry Pride & Prejudice | Jane Austen The Alchemist | Paul Coelho The Kite Runner | Khaled Hosseini The Book Thief | Markus Zusak Into The Wild | Jon Krakauer The Hunger Games Trilogy | Suzanne Collins The Guardian | Nicholas Sparks Through Painted Deserts | Donald Miller Captivating | John & Stasi Eldredge Wild at Heart | John Eldredge The Little House Books Series | Laura Ingalls Wilder Blue Like Jazz | Donald Miller Oh, The Places You'll Go | Dr. Seuss Life of Pi | Yann Martel The Great Gatsby | F. Scott Fitzgerald
What are some of your most favorite books?
What is the one book you would recommend everyone to read?
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What makes me deserving of grace? It's a question I ask myself when I see myself doing something I shouldn't, when I give into sin, when I fall short. So, really, every, single, day. The Bible says that by grace, through faith, I have been set free. "For it is by grace you have been saved, through faith -- and this is not from yourselves, it is the gift of God -- not by works, so that no one can boast." Ephesians 2:8-9 Set free? How is that even possible? I've been set free from the power of sin, from guilt, from feeling unworthy, feeling not enough. Because Christ, He makes me worthy, He says that I'm enough -- even in my shortcomings. I feel like Paul when he was talking to the church in Corinth about the thorn in his side. I've been pleading with God to take away my thorn thinking life would be easier. That magically when it was gone, I would feel relief and life would all of a sudden make sense, that I would finally have answers. But, I keep missing something. I keep forgetting about the power of God. I keep forgetting grace. But, if you boil it all down, really, I'm just refusing it. Why? Because, I'm stubborn and I'm a human that would like to do everything myself, without any help... What will happen if I keep refusing it? Nothing good I can tell you that. What will happen if I stop refusing? What will happen if I let in His grace? What happens when I allow the power of God to enter my side? To cover my thorn? "Three times I pleaded with the Lord to take it away from me. But he said to me, "My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness." Therefore, I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ's power may rest on me. That is why, for Christ's sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong." 2 Corinthians 12:8-10 His power will be made perfect and I will be made strong. In any situation, when dealing with any thorn, His grace is sufficient. Enough. Ample. Plentiful. Satisfactory. Bountiful. Generous. Lavish. Rich. It doesn't matter what my "thorn" is, God wants to use it as an opportunity to show me His power. He wants to show me what can happen when I allow Him into my weaknesses. His grace, His freely given, unmerited favor, His love, is sufficient. I can sit here all day and wallow, doubt, that there is nothing He can do. That nothing will change. That my thorn will never go away. Or. I can let His grace cover me. Because, no matter how long I sit and wallow, His grace never changes. His love never stops, it never gives up, it never goes away. Just like His grace, His love, is sufficient. What makes me deserving of grace? His love. Follow Me :)
I discovered Shannon's blog, Smile and Write, a couple weeks ago and learned that she had a very cool link-up that happens every Thursday! It's called Write Yourself Happy. This is my first time joining in with this link-up, but I'm excited to get started and I think I picked the perfect time to start! For the months of April and May, the topics are all going to be lists! And we know, I'm a lover of lists! If there is one thing I love, it is lists. And another thing I love is quotes! Words are something powerful, which is why they should be used for the better. Words have the power to harm, but they also have the power to speak love, truth, encouragement, and healing. Today's list called for us to write down 5 positive affirmations. My five are a combo of bible verses, quotes, and song lyrics. Enjoy and I hope they speak some encouragement to you today! There are a lot of things in this life that can hold us captive. There are many things that we can let control us. One of the beautiful things about the Lord is that in Him, we find freedom. We find release from all the things that once held us captive. Through His redemption, we have been set free. We are no long slaves to sin, but live in righteousness and freedom. I love this verse, because it shows us that there is nowhere we can go that we can escape God's love. Whether we are high on the mountaintops or down in the valleys, His love will find us there. One of the most interesting things about God's love is that it "surpasses knowledge." No matter how hard we try to understand, no matter how much we try to find logic in it, no matter how many times we crunch the numbers, we will never fully understand His love. All we can do is accept it. Accept His love and bask in it daily. And find comfort that no matter where we are or where we go or whatever season we are in, His love is there. The first time I heard this song, I literally burst into tears. Truth. There is so much truth in these lyrics. I am what He says I am, not what the world tells me. The chains are broken, I'm set free. The scales have fallen off my eyes, I have seen the light. I'm no orphan anymore, He has redeemed me, bought me, and calls me His daughter! I am all He says I am. And that is more than I could ever imagine. If you stopped reading here, before you go, just listen to this song. Click here! We may stop growing physically at one point, but we can always keep growing in other ways. Emotionally, mentally, and spiritually there are so many things we can keep learning and adding to our lives. Who we were when we were younger is not who we are today. And who we are today, may not be who we are 10 years from now. Let's keep growing...for the better. Mark Twain is a well known author, but he also knows a thing about travel and adventure. He was born in Missouri, but traveled all around. He moved west to Salt Lake City, lived in Nevada for a time, moved to San Francisco, went to Hawaii, traveled to the Mediterranean. Adventure leads you to many things that you maybe thought you would never do. How do you know you love or hate something without trying it first? Sail away to something new. It might become your favorite thing. Linking up with Shannon for Write Yourself Happy! Follow Me :)
This monthly link-up is by far one of my most favorites! I always love going to Kiki's blog at the beginning of the month to find out what the topic is going to be. This month I have the wonderful opportunity to co-host The Circle with Kiki! I'm so very excited and hope you guys will join in!
Thank you again, Kiki, for this fun opportunity!
It's no surprise that I love me some Jimmy Fallon. I've been watching him for some time on Late Night and now The Tonight Show. He is such a fun comedian and seems like a lighthearted and nice person. I always enjoy starting my mornings off with breakfast, Jimmy (I DVR the show since I'm usually going to bed by then, yes, old woman alert over here), and his guests. One of the segments he does on his show is called "Thank-You Notes." A time where James, from The Roots, plays some fun music and he writes out sometimes serious, but usually always funny thank-you notes to random objects or people. Have you seen it? Don't worry, I have a clip for you. I'll wait.
Now, I may not be as funny as Jimmy, or his writers, but I can agree with one thing he has said in the past. "My goal is just to make you laugh and put a smile on your face so that you go to sleep with a smile on your face and live a longer life." Now, not that I want my posts to put you to sleep (unless you are on the opposite side of the world or just need a nap), but I do want to be able to make you laugh sometimes and put a smile on your face always! Guess what? Thank-you notes do exactly that! Who doesn't love getting some snail-mail or a surprise e-mail from a friend? It is bound to put a smile on your face. So this month, I hope you will join Kiki and myself in writing out some thank-you notes. Whether they be serious or silly, written down or in vlog form (any takers?), join us this month for The Circle and say thank-you to some of your favorite things.
Thank you Chai Tea for quickly becoming one of my favorite nightly rituals. I love your dark, bold taste, but always add a bit of honey. So sharp and so yummy.
Thank you Payless for always having great sales and BOGO. Your weekly e-mails make me want to spend all my money on cute spring shoes and sandals. I've already given in to you by buying these and this purse! Thank you Spring for finally arriving! I'm loving your bright, blue skies and the gorgeous flowers popping up everywhere. However, I'm not liking my allergies going crazy, my car being yellow instead of red, or the severe weather you sometimes bring. Let's keep those to a minimum. Thank you my Mission Friends class for being a bright spot in my week. You may be a rambunctious group of boys, but I love hanging out with you and teaching you! Thank you Lent for being a time where I can focus on my Savior's ministry and learn how to model that in my own life. Thank you Easter for being a time where I can remember the Cross and the sacrifice that was made, but also rejoice and celebrate that He is risen! Thank you 2014 and "25" for quickly becoming one of the best and most fun years of my life. I can't wait to see what else you bring. Thank you Needtobreathe, Rend Collective, Hillsong, and every other band I listen to for putting on great shows and creating music that becomes my daily prayers. Thank you Pinterest and travel blogs for allowing me to visit any place in the world without leaving my bed. One day, I will see them with my own eyes. Thank you Green Smoothies for actually being delicious and giving me energy again. Thank you friend for sending me random texts and e-mails letting me know that I've been on your heart and that you have been praying for me. The encouragement you give me is always overwhelming!
Who are you going to say "thank-you" to this month?
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Update: My site is being weird and not allowing the link-up to show up on my site. I'm working on fixing this ASAP! To make sure your post actually gets linked up, visit Kiki's blog and link up there! Sorry for this inconvenience! Hopefully it will be worked out soon!
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I learned about the 52 Lists Project at the beginning of this year. Just like the creator, Moorea Seal, I am a fan of lists. I've been known to write something on my to-do list that I've already completed, just to draw that sweet line through it. So, what is the 52 Lists Project? Every week, there is a prompt with a different set of things to list. Look for my list each week!
I really could quote you quotes all day long. I have a whole journal that is full of quotes, song lyrics, bible verses, passages from books that are meaningful to me. So, in hopes of not making this post super long, I will try to only post a few.
"It confuses me that Christian living is not simpler. The gospel, the very good news, is simple, but this is the gate, the trail head. Ironing out faithless creases is toilsome labor. God bestows three blessings on man: to feed him like the birds, dress him like flowers, and befriend him as a confidant. Too many take the first two and neglect the last. Sooner or later you figure out life is constructed specifically and brilliantly to squeeze a man into association with the Owner of heaven... Matter and thought are a canvas on which God paints, a painting with tragedy and delivery, with sin and redemption. Life is a dance towards God, I begin to think. And the dance is not so graceful as we might want... So we learn to dance with the One who made us. And it is a difficult dance to learn, because its steps are foreign." Donald Miller
What did you want to be when you were a child? Did you actually become that or did your dreams change?
What are some of your favorite quotes? I would love to know them and maybe add a few into my collection! For more of my favorite quotes, check out my QUOTES board on Pinterest. And maybe follow me while you are there. :)
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As a book lover and avid reader (ha! Not all the time, but I still like to think that) there are certain times where you come across books that will absolutely change your life. Well friends, I got done reading one of those books earlier this week. As I finished reading this wonderfully heartbreaking read, I was surrounded by tissues and a giant wet spot on my pillow. And relieved that no one was around to see what I looked like. I was a complete wreck. But, what else do you expect to happen at the end of a book that is narrated by Death and takes place in Nazi Germany?
The Book Thief by Markus Zusak tells the tale of Liesel Meminger and her life with her foster parents in Nazi Germany. While living on Himmel Street, Liesel becomes surrounded by people that truly change her life. From her friend and partner in crime Rudy, to Max the Jew living in her basement, her dear accordian playing Papa, the mayor's wife whom she steals from, and slowly, but surely her Mama, Rosa. Life on Himmel Street is far from easy and Liesel is followed by Death wherever she goes, literally. This book is one that will truly stay with you for awhile and will have you crying tears throughout the whole thing or at least the last 50 pages. It's a book narrated by Death, but a book that shows you that words can give life and hope.
'"...the stars set fire to my eyes."' -- Max, after seeing the stars for the first time in quite awhile
'"You stink," Mama would say to Hans. "Like cigarettes and kerosene." Sitting in the water, she imagined the smell of it, mapped out on her papa's clothes. More than anything, it was the smell of friendship, and she could find it on herself, too. Liesel loved that smell. She would sniff her arm and smile as the water cooled around her." "For now, Rudy and Liesel made their way onto Himmel Street in the rain. He was the crazy one who had painted himself black and defeated the world. She was the book thief without the words. Trust me, though, the words were on their way, and when they arrived, Liesel would hold them in her hands like the clouds, and she would wring them out like the rain." "In years to come, he would be giver of bread, not a stealer -- proof again of the contradictory human being. So much good, so much evil. Just add water." "He punched him seven times, aiming on each occasion for only one thing. The mustache." -- Death talking about Max's dream of fighting Hitler '"That's right." He walked to the concrete stairway. "Every night, I wait in the dark and the Fuhrer comes down these steps. He walks down and he and I, we fight for hours." Liesel was standing now, "Who wins?" At first, he was going to answer that no one did, but then he noticed the paint cans, the drop sheets, and the growing pile of newspapers in the periphery of his vision. He watched the words, the long cloud, and the figures on the wall. "I do," he said." "Perhaps Liesel was the one thing he was a true expert at." -- Death talking about Hans Hubermann, Liesel's Papa "God. I always say that name when I think of it. God. Twice, I speak it. I say His name in a futile attempt to understand. "But it's not our job to understand." That's me who answers. God never says anything. You think you're the only one he never answers?" -- Death "She didn't dare to look up, but she could feel their frightened eyes hanging on to her as she hauled the words in and breathed them out. A voice played the notes inside her. This, it said, is your accordion." -- Death observing Liesel reading to the people crowded in the basement during one of the air raids on Himmel Street "Silence was not quiet or calm, and it was not peace." "And the girl goes on reading, for that's why she's there, and it feels good to be good for something in the aftermath of the snows of Stalingrad." "She was still clutching the book. She was holding desperately on to the words who had saved her life." -- Death observing Liesel after an air raid on Himmel Street "Words are so heavy, she thought..." -- Liesel when she began writing her story "I have hated the words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right." -- The last line of Liesel's book "Papa -- the accordionist -- and Himmel Street. One could not exist without the other, because for Liesel, both were home. Yes, that's what Hans Hubermann was for Liesel Meminger"
Have you read The Book Thief ? What were your thoughts on it? If you haven't read it, I highly encourage you to put it on your reading list! It will change you.
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