Wednesday, January 27, 2010

My Thoughts On Growing Brothers...

My thoughts on growing brothers- Has anyone seen the trailer for the princess and the frog? …. I will quote from it, something that the princess says:

“How did you get way up there? And how did I get way down here…!!

The Princess was actually referring to the fact that she had suddenly turned into a frog and was low to the ground-Something that she did not expect to happen, nor was used to!

No, I have not seen the movie, but I have seen the trailer and I think the princess echo’s my thoughts sometimes!  Josh is taller than me, and Jonathan and Jeremiah are quickly catching up! Micah and Josiah will be up there soon I’m sure!

I don’t mind being shorter, in fact, it’s kind of nice to have strong, taller brothers, but I’m not used to looking up to any of them, and I‘m not sure they're used to being taller! Just yesterday, Mom noticed that Jeremiah is very close to me in height. Today he kept saying, “I can’t believe I’m almost caught up to you!” [In height]  Does anyone reading this post have tall brothers?

By-the-way, to those interested, here is the link to the government class I am going to with Jonathan and Jeremiah up in Santa Fe.  

Mom will drive us and we’ll stay in a hotel Monday-Wednesday and leave Thursday. Please pray that everything goes smoothly!

God Bless,


Wednesday, January 20, 2010

Some Beautiful Poetry

I was looking over my older posts and realized I've never posted this poem. I read this poem so much that I memorized it. If I could pick one favorite poem, it would be this one. It is beautifully written and whenever I read it, it gives me such a feeling of awe at how small we are to an amazing, sovereign God. We are so, so blessed to have a God who cares so much about us. I make many mistakes in every day life but He is SO faithful to forgive me again, and again. Praise God for what he is doing, and I thank Him for his ever present mercy.

Please let me know what you think of this poem. (Unfortunately, the author is unknown)

Sovereign ruler Lord of all

prostrate at thy feet I fall

Hear O hear my ardent cry,               

frown not lest I faint and die.

Depth of mercy! Can there be

mercy still reserved for me?

Can my God his wrath forbear,

me the chief of sinners spare?

I have long withstood his grace;

long provoked him to his face.

Would not hearken to his call,

grieved him by a thousand falls.

Now incline me to repent,

let me now my sins lament.

Now my foul revolt deplore-

weep, believe, and sin no more.

Justly might thy vengeful dart,

heal this bleeding broken heart.

Justly might thy kindled ire,

cleanse me from eternal fire.

But with the is mercy found,

balm to heal my every wound.

Soothe, O soothe this troubled breast-

give the weary wanderer rest.   

- Author Unknown

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

A Great Reminder

Here is a passage of scripture that I read in my quiet time this morning. I thought you all would enjoy reading it as well. I've read this many times before, but it was good to read it again. What a good reminder (verse 1) that unless the Lord is on our side, our efforts are worthless! We need to do all to the glory of him, and be ready to follow his call for our life.

I especially like the last verses. What an encouraging verses: To raise up children for God's kingdom! They are such a blessing, and what an amazing call we have to bring them up in the love and admiration of our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ. I am extremely blessed to be raised in a large family, and Lord willing, I'll have one of my own someday. I need to remember though, The Lord knows what's best for me, no matter what my plans and greatest desires are; they all must be submitted up to Him.

God Bless.

Resting in Him,


Psalm 127 (King James Version)

Except the LORD build the house, they labour in vain that build it: except the LORD keep the city, the watchman waketh but in vain.

It is vain for you to rise up early, to sit up late, to eat the bread of sorrows: for so he giveth his beloved sleep.

Lo, children are an heritage of the LORD: and the fruit of the womb is his reward.

As arrows are in the hand of a mighty man; so are children of the youth.

Happy is the man that hath his quiver full of them: they shall not be ashamed, but they shall speak with the enemies in the gate.

Monday, January 18, 2010


So sorry I haven't posted in a while!  I am preparing for TeenPact, a four day class that encourages christians teens, or anyone for that matter, to be involved in making a difference in our government. (If you'd like to learn more about it just click here

Here are some random pictures for you all to enjoy!

This balloonist was amazing! The balloon catchers (The people who follow the balloon by car and help them pack up after they land) just waited on the side of the road, and the balloonist landed right by them. This is very hard to do, and it was very interesting to watch! I took the second and third pictures right after the landing...

My sister and best buddy, Mykaela

My other sister and buddy, Keturah (With our dog, Scooter)

My wonderful brother! (Mykaela's twin) Micah

This is Josh's cat, Tommy bird watching.

Mom and Keturah

Mykaela, Chiquita, and Keturah

Guess Who!

A cute picture of my 13 yr. old brother, Jonathan.

Have a great week everyone!
God Bless,

Sunday, January 10, 2010

A Silly Poem

Hello to all my readers! Last night I thought I would write a funny poem about one of our animals.
 This poem is the coyote's perspective of this animal. I'll leave it  a suprise which of our animals it is. If you know us well enough, maybe you'll guess along the way!
Just know ahead of time- the meter is not well done at all. I sort of disregarded a strict sense of meter for this poem and just had fun. :) Please let me know what you think! I really love getting each and every one of your comments!

The Coyote's Desert Rumor

There is a strange rumor round these parts
Of a very quirky sight.
Rumor of the desert watchdog-
Setting many hearts afright.

The rumor starts where most rumors do
By sight and then some chatter
Until this thing is of great size
Not one, know the true matter .

This tale first takes us to a great pen
Wire fencing and large wood beams
No, nothing else could have been done
To keep in this frightening scene.

“Her all seeing eyes are glowing:”
They say, “If you go there at night”
No-one’s gotten close enough
To face their giant fright

“Her ears are as long as brooms,” they say
“Rounding off to a tip at the end
If you are brave, first come and see
As you watch her round the bend. “

“The neck is as long as an elephants trunk”
It seems nothing this great one lacks!
If I went there to see her now
I fear I shall never come back!

There was talk of her teeth you know,
Very long and nasty things
A fight with this one you cannot win;
Who knows what a day with her brings!

This creatures’ body is humongous
And as round as the trunk of a tree
Rolling round -chameleon eyes
Everywhere this thing can see!

I have not even mentioned her feet
Those scary hooves, to strike, she’s planned.
Gangly, yet strong as on ox when she’s mad,
Sharp as claws to protect her land.

I plan to stay far from this creature
It makes me shiver and shake!
All the stories that they’ve told-
I heard she made coyote cake!

I hope you can now see my reasons
For staying far from this this one’s land;
Her two acre desert home
But mostly tumble weed and sand.

I have now heard more blather
Someone is spreading the word
Gossip changed about this great brute
Someone has been chatting with a bird

You see, the birds fly all through the day
(They’re not scared of things down here)
This one says he saw our scary beast
They proclaim: “The end is not near!”

I have heard now - she has no fangs!
An overbite brought on some garble.
This creature has completely normal ears,
Her eyes like any old marbles!

Some of the things that we got correct
Her hooves work as four daggers
If we were to raid anything there
She will catch the weary stragglers.

A guard she is, for her desert home
Any mice-she’ll put dead in their track.
Intruders who have come to steal-
Well, they shall quickly turn right back!

The only few she lets in her pen:
Chickens, her goat, and horse friends,
People who just love to watch her,
Folks giving her tasty hay blends.

I guess that she is there to scare us-
To keep on us, her weary eye.
(Because right now we are hungry for
Some real delicious chicken pie.)
OK, if you didn't guess it, here is the animal I was referring to in the poem:


This "creature" is our very own: (Drumroll please)               Eunice the llama!

Eunice is the "watchdog" of the Hoppman's animal pen, and though none that we know of have tried, if any hungry coyotes came in for the chickens, should would take care of them real quick! We have found, several times, a flat mouse by her food bowl!

We love our quirky character, Eunice, and she has brought people coming to our gate just to watch her. Dad says, "If your having a bad day, go out and watch Eunice. I guarantee you can't help but crack a smile!"

Hope you all have a great week.

God Bless,


Friday, January 8, 2010

A Glimpse At One Of The Hoppman’s Animal Escapades

Here is something that happened about four to five years ago. Hope you all get a laugh from it!
(There's a reason Josh makes such a great stunt man for our movies! ) :) 
God Bless,

Mom and Josh both decided to take our white donkey, Lily, for a walk. Lily was currently in the process collecting pockets of fat on her sides. Honestly, she looked like a pack mule, laden down by various packages strapped to her back, and so Mom figured she could really use the exercise.

We owned a black, Tennessee walker horse at the time. The horse’s name was Fancy, and she and Lily were best buddies. The two of them fought most of the time they were together, and yet, it seemed they could not stand to be apart!

Shortly after the happy trio left, I was planning to join them, but a little setback ensued. Someone had carelessly left our metal gate to our animal pen open, and Fancy took the liberty of running through the gate, and out into our 2 acre yard. It was fenced, and Fancy was not happy that her little grumpy friend had been taken away. Very upset, she ran back and forth by our front gate, hoping to catch any glimpse of Lily, and supposing that her unhappy neighs would bring her comrade running back home.

Whether Lily wanted to come back or not, it wasn’t her choice. She was subject to her owner, Josh, a halter, and a thin white and black lead rope .

After a short chase with my upset horse, I took hold of Fancy and carefully led her back into her pen. I then set off to catch up with Mom, Josh, and Lily.

As I came over the hill, I saw a funny sight, which gave me the impression that Josh and Lily had some excitement as well. Lily, was not being held by her owner, instead, the lead rope was flying freely, only kept fast by the halter which was attached to a running white donkey.

Apparently, Josh and Lily did a little “jogging” together. Lily decided to run faster and faster, until Josh was unable to slow the stubborn equine down. He fell to the ground, And, still bravely holding fast to the lead rope, our fleeing donkey gave Josh a cowboy face plant in the dirt. He tried to hold on, and was dragged through sand, tumble weeds, and rocks, refusing to let go, but as kicking ensued near his head, due to an upset donkey, he let go and Lily took off like a bullet.

Whoever knew the tubby donkey could run so fast?

Back to the present: I charged over the hill, hoping that I could cut Lily off by crossing the road to her side, before she passed.

As I struggled to catch up, a man in a pick up who was passing by, saw the problem and began carefully driving backwards (after first checking for cars) to keep our donkey from running out into the road and getting hit by someone. I was able to catch up to our now tired donkey, and take control of her as she slowed down. I thanked the man as he drove off and Josh came huffing and puffing behind me, rather annoyed at his “faithful donkey“.

We all decided that both Lily and Josh had received proper amounts of excitement and exercise today, so we all walked back home. This time, Josh was very careful to keep a tight hold on Lily’s lead rope, and they didn’t go jogging together again.

The End

By Kelsey Hoppman

A Very True Story