"If I could write a letter"

If I could write a letter
I'd know just where to send
I'd send it straight to heaven
where beginnings know no end

Where time and love are endless,
Where sin and shame are gone
Time, I've spent there once before-
bringing comfort with the dawn

The letter would be simple-
tho' I've so much to say
I'd thank my Lord and Savior,
for the price He had to pay

I have no way to thank thee,
for blessings big and small
I know I'm far from perfect,
but I know you can heal all

There are some who cannot see,
the love this gospel gives
So I must serve my Father
to show them that "Christ lives"

I know this is my purpose
I know God's on my side
I know I will face sorrow
I know I will face pride

This will be my letters end,
To God above I pray
for safety and for blessings
and to lead me on my way

Dear God above I love thee,
and am grateful for thy Son
I end this letter in His name
for my work has just begun

-Megan Miller, 2014

50 "Fun Facts"

Hey Guys!

New year, new blog design, new posts... Why not a new introduction? 

I really would love to sit and type out full paragraphs on "What makes me, ME" and what really goes on inside the mind of Megan Miller but that is not what I will be doing tonight. Why? Two reasons... First, you probably have no interest in reading that and second, I have a date with a couple of fellas I like to call "Netflix" and "Couch." So sorry to those of you I disappoint but without any further explanation I present to you *drum roll please* fifty facts about me!

1. I am 18 years old (turning 19 this April)

2. I have officially started the mission paper's process! (For those of you that find this one confusing, I am planning on serving a mission for my church for a period of 18 months and have finally taken the first step in filling out the paper work)

3. I have been out of the country once. I took a spring break trip to Europe with one of my best friends Miss Karly for twelve days! We traveled England, France, and Italy.

4. It's my dream to someday visit every continent!

5. My favorite color is purple, if you couldn't tell.

6. My favorite T.V. show is Monk... thanks to my boyfriend Cameron and his family.

7. I have moved fourteen different times from places like Northern Minnesota to Las Vegas Nevada.

8. I have a Wiener Dog named Tootsie and she loves snuggling. 

9. My favorite animals are giraffes, turtles, and ducks. Haha kinda weird I know, but I love them!

10. I am the second oldest of five kids.

11. I am the only kid in my family with blonde hair, still not to sure how that happened. 

12. I graduated Lakeville South High school in June of 2013.

13. I am currently a student at Brigham Young University- Idaho, but am in the process of transferring over to Brigham Young University- Provo.

14. I LOVE anything Disney or Marvel related. 

15. I play guitar and violin.

16. I love doing creative/artistic things such as drawing, painting, crafting.....stuff like that.

17. I really enjoy taking pictures with my fancy pants Camera and do so quite a bit. Haha...

18. I am a nerd and have totally come to terms with it. I mean what 18 year old girls enjoys blogging and the Food Network?

19. Speaking of Food Network... Its my favorite channel to watch on T.V.

20. I have a huge fear of heights and also the dropping feeling you get on rides like "Tower of Terror" or "The Rocket."

21. I hate being alone, I don't know why but it drives me crazy. I'm like a sad little puppy dog.

22. When I am alone I do weird things like dance around the kitchen, sing super loud, etc.

23. I am known to talk in my sleep, quite often actually. I didn't know how frequent it was until one of my best  friends (and roommate) Emily pointed it out.

24. I have the sweetest, most attractive boyfriend on the entire planet. His name is Cameron and we met at E.F.Y. (church camp) over four years ago and have been dating for over three years. I've known him for a long time and he's been one of my best friends since.

25. I am majoring in Elementary Education.

26. I like listening to all kinds of music from artists such as Elvis Presley, Michael Jackson, Scotty McCreery, Pat Benatar, Imagine Dragons, Ron Pope,  and everything in between.

27. Actually I lied... There is a few genres of music I cant STAND. Rap, folk, and heavy metal... Sorry, I just cant do it. Haha

28. I don't wear glasses or contacts, and I never had braces. I'm one of the few but lucky I guess.

29. My favorite food is, oddly,  anything that has to do with potatoes. French fries, tater tots, baked potatoes, hash browns... I love it all.

30. I have one brother! His name is Garret and he is a goof-ball.

31. I also have three sisters. My older sister Jessica (She is a hairstylist and recently got married), Younger sister Mariah (who could totally beat me up if she wanted to), and my baby sister Savannah (she is probably the funniest and smartest 7 year old I know.)

32. When I grow up (whenever the heck that's gonna happen) I want to be a teacher for somewhere between 2nd- 4th Grade kids. It's my dream job!

33. I am a sleeper.....DEFINITELY not a morning person, haha.

34. I love popcorn, hot chocolate, starbursts, and.... well, who am I kidding there's not really many food items I don't like. 

35. I love trying new things! Weird foods, new hobbies you name it! 

36. I love making people laugh (whether its through my lame-jokes or funny faces I don't know.)

37.  Me and my sister Jess were always up to something growing up and always getting into trouble.

38. I'm not very shy and not very many things embarrass me. However, the few things that do REALLY turn my face red. 

39. I'm not allergic to anything as far as I know *Knocks on wood*

40. I love camping, four wheeling, fishing, horseback riding, archery and anything outdoors. I'm not afraid to get some dirt on me in the name of fun. 

41. I love baking! Making cakes is super fun and something I've always liked to do.

42. My favorite type of flowers are Lilies.

43. I believe in God.

44. I have been a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints my whole life.

45. I despise math.. It's not that I'm bad at it it's just that I really really dislike doing it. 

46. I don't have to see someone everyday to consider them a best friend. Heck, I don't even need to talk to them very often because once I open up to someone I keep them in my heart forever. (cheesy but true)

47. I am AWFUL at ice skating, just ask Cameron.

48. I wouldn't consider myself girly (not many people would) but I do enjoy getting dolled up occasionally.

49. I love little kids, which is partly why I wanna be a teacher.

50. I have a big, loud, family and I wouldn't trade them for anything. Be aware though, you say something bad about my family... We are gonna have some issues, haha.

I'm impressed if you actually read through all fifty of those facts. If you did, you are the best. If not, don't worry I don't hate you, I just love you a little less..... ;)

Goodnight!

-Megan

I'm BAAAACK

I'm back in Minnesota and just in time for great weather *insert sarcasm here*
Seriously though... It's been freezing! Literally! I think the lowest it has been these past couple weeks is -27 degrees Fahrenheit without counting in windchill. WITH windchill it was -52 degrees Fahrenheit. HOLY CRAP. It's ridiculous! That is FIFTY-TWO degrees BELOW ZERO. It's hard to comprehend.

I wouldn't believe it myself if I hadn't lived through it. Definitely saving this story for my future grandchildren.

...Now that I am done with my rant I'll give you guys an update.

-Christmas was fantastic, but like every year it came and went to fast.
-Me and my mom have been crafting and making super fun cards in our spare time.
-I'm trying to decide on a mission date.
-Tomorrow I'm going job hunting, wish me luck? I'll keep ya posted on what happens.
-I've been taking TONS of pictures lately. (My boyfriends family, a family in our ward, my friends wedding reception, and I've got another family asking about it.) Its super fun! I'm not a professional by any means but I really do love doing it.

Sorry this post is short and super lame, but I just wanted to give a little update and let you know I'm home and loving it!

          Freezing with Family,
                                   -Megan

Procrastination Station! Toot-Toot!

What a better way to procrastinate homework/studying than to do something completely unrelated!

(and more fun)

So, surprisingly my time in Rexburg has gone by pretty quickly, its almost time for me to head on back to good 'ole Minnesota! Eh?

(Funny side story: Idaho has been getting pretty dang cold lately and the other day some people were talking  about what track system they were on and when they asked mine I answered "I'm fall/spring" and they replied with "man you're so lucky, you get to skip out on winter semester and go home to some place warm, Idaho is freezing!" I couldn't help but laugh.... Minnesota? Warm? Ya-No. It will be even COLDER in Minnesota. Suck it up ya big babies!)

Anyways.......

Every college student knows that end of semester also means you have (Butt-Loads) of stuff to do. Packing, cleaning, studying, finals, homework, papers, projects, etc.....

WHEN WILL THIS END.

I am so beyond ready for a break.

I have been going to school without breaks for OVER a year now. 

Senior year in high school -----> Summer semester in Provo -----> Fall semester in Idaho

It's about time I run on home to my family, I cant wait to see them!

Meanwhile, I will be here in Rexburg (trying to) study and get ready to leave.

And chances are, whoever is reading this is procrastinating as well so I might as well make things interesting for you. Enjoy the following pictures!

I don't know why... but this is hilarious to me.

Yup.

And that tells you everything you need to know men.

I feel like the fact that I own a wiener dog makes it okay that I post this picture. Hahahaaaa... Maybe not but who cares :)

AND HERE IS SOME MOTIVATION TO GET OFF THE INTERNET AND KEEP GOING!

Good-Luck!

XOXO Until next time, 

-Megan 

How it feels to be of a different faith

I came across this essay I wrote back in my junior year of high school on my experience of moving to Minnesota, thought I would share! 

         I find it almost humorous how as children we perceive the world through such naïve and censored lenses that we don’t realize the differences in others. However, I don’t see this as an entirely bad state of mind. In fact, I believe it allows us to see who a person actually is without corrupting our views with unsuitable stereo-types and judgments. As children grow up they naturally fall into a state where labeling is common. A person turns into a genius, an idiot, a beauty, a freak, or whatever other label they get marked with. We all come to realize that everyone isn’t exactly like us. People believe in, work for, encourage, promote, and reject, all different kinds of things and ideas. It makes us different from one another, and when society sees something that’s different, it usually makes it known.

​Growing up in Utah, everyone I knew came with the label “Mormon,” or at least knew of the background and history that we hold. That’s just the way things were. In fact, people associate Utah with Mormons. It’s just as much a part of my childhood as it is a part of me. I found myself raised in the church and still to this day attend. No matter how far I look back I remember myself, every Sunday, sitting in the cushioned pews, singing and listening to the songs that fill the room as well as everyone’s hearts. The strength I’ve felt, and answers I have found, remain deeply embedded in my heart. Having no idea that my standards and outlooks made me distinctive or uncommon my state of mind remained unchanged. In my youthful state I assumed everyone was like me, which I find a commonality among the way children reason. With that in mind, I figured since my religion guides us to dress modestly, to not consume alcohol and drugs, to not drink coffee or tea, and even to not swear or say the Lords name in vain, that everyone else would act in accordance to those guidelines as well.   As a child, that’s all I knew, but as my life’s tally gains more and more slashes with each coming year, I’ve become greatly aware of something. My religion makes me different.

          People, who don’t even know me, find the fact that I belong to The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints as odd. This became apparent to me when my dad’s job tied my family together and shipped us some place new. Looking back, I remember my little thirteen year old self going to my new school for the first time. It was frightening to begin with.Walking into the new classrooms I could sense the curious eyes of those around me like I was an ant under a magnifying glass.As the days faded farther and farther away from my mind, so did my “New-kid- fears”. I began to settle in, meet new friends, and become more outgoing. However, people were quick to realize that I was different. The way I talked made me different. The things I participated in made me different. Overall something about me just wasn’t common.

Sitting in my boring, and somewhat uncomfortable desk, I can remember their faces turned in their chairs looking at me. Their questions, loud and echoing, are still sharp in my mind. I could hear the clock ticking in slow motion as I tried to come up with a response to the onslaught of voices surrounding me. I could feel my stomach turn as the nervousness crept in. Their eyes, anxious for answers, looked at me curiously as I choked out a nervous sounding laugh.

        “So, you are Mormon, aren’t you?” the boy in front of me asked.

        “Mmmhhmm,” I confirmed quietly. At least that question was easy.

        “Are you really? How many moms do you have? Why can’t you date anyone, is it because your parents decide who you marry? Do you guys really wear that funny underwear?” he questioned me, gaining more confidence.

        The girl to my right had then decided to join the conversation, “Everyone knows Mormons have at least three moms, my dad even said so.”

        “I uh, I only have one mom.” I replied, my face red from embarrassment.  “And I can date I just have to wait until I turn sixteen. And, uh, my underwear is normal.”

        This memory will be kept with me for the rest of my life. I believe it has helped me grow and learn about the world around me.  Living in Minnesota has made aware that a lot of people are uninformed, unknowledgeable, or shocked by what a Mormon actually does and what we believe. Some look at me with an odd expression on their face as though I had just told them that I was grown from a petri dish. Like I’m something to be studied, or mocked. When in reality, I am just a person, a person with ten fingers, ten toes, two eyes, a nose, ears, a mouth, even a heart. Just like the billions of other people in this world.

All people believe in different things, practice different traditions, and have different standards. We shouldn’t look at someone and see them as anything besides a person. Whether they are a Muslim woman who completely covers her body as a sign of modesty, an Indian man who won’t cut his hair unless showing a sign of grief, or even a Mormon girl who believes that a young prophet could restore a Latter-day religion, they are human, just like everyone else. Rumors, jokes, and stereotypes fly from mouths of people who don’t even know, or don’t fully understand something. People scoff and say “You actually do that?” as if I would lie about it. When in turn, I could say the same about what they believe in as well.

        In a way, it’s like the glasses that shielded our eyes as children have been completely discarded. Making us see the differences between us. We find them intimidating. The world creates a false sense of “normality”, but what is normal? Who is normal in a world full of people completely different from one another? I find the answer simple, no one. So I have one remaining question. How can someone judge and discriminate a person for their beliefs being different, when in the grand scheme of things, their own beliefs coexist differently as well? I do not think we should try to see through the naivety of youth,but that we should recognize the differences in ourselves as well as others and not see them as something worthy of being mocked, or causing shame. To look at someone as a person and for what they stand for, is how we should perceive and interact with each other. Through this, we can learn to respect our differences, whether you are of a different heritage, a different culture, or even of a different faith.