January 8, 2011- Haley Fulford

Haley Elizabeth Fulford. I don't think I could hear that name and not smile. I met Haley when I was fifteen at camp Merri-Mac and all I could have told you about her up until last semester is that she earned her gold with both hands in tennis (as I ran laps around the court for hitting tennis balls at the boys), that she lived in BFE, GA (aka Albany) and that she was chief of the worst tribe ever, Iroquois. Haley was just another face in the sea of camp faces I couldn't quite remember. Hales, however, was introduced to me this past semester. Hales smooshes every food substance known to man on the front of her teeth, puts on a mean "single ladies" dance show in little red every night before we go to bed, and shops for shoes more than I drink coffee. Hales is a bundle of pure joy and it cracks me up!


Hales has a way of making everyone in the room smile. Her silly domineer creates a feel of comfort everywhere she goes and her laugh is contagious to all who hear it. No one else can quite make my stomach ache with post laughing pains the way she can, put up with me sleeping in their bed every night or borrowing the amount of clothing articles I do from her. Hales' selflessness is so evident and truly a blessing to all that she comes in contact with. Her spirit for life is a beautiful thing to witness first hand; I am so lucky to have a God that loves me enough to put a friend like her in my life.


The most wonderful two-cents I have taken away from Hales is to embrace your childish ways and never be afraid to have a blast. Her confidence in who she is, inspires me to always remember who I am and not be afraid to show the world that. Thank you Hales for never ceasing to amaze me with your selflessly beautiful heart. Remember always how stunning you are and how precious you are to Christ. You are an incredible blessing to me and I will love you forever.


Psalm 139:14-16
"I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well. My frame was not hidden from you, when I was being made in secret, intricately woven in the depths of the earth. Your eyes saw my unformed substance; in your book were written, every one of them, the days that were formed for me, when as yet there was none of them."