I would like to share a passage from a book written by Elizabeth Elliot titled, "Passion vs. Purity." If you ever get a chance to read it, whether you are in a relationship or not, it is well worth your while. Gave me a lot to ponder upon when I question whether to encourage a man to pursue you and how to do so in a godly manner. This is more of a general life-lesson devotional. Read this...
"The growth of all living green things wonderfully represents the process of receiving and relinquishing, gaining and losing, living and dying. The seed falls into the ground, dies as the new shoot springs up. There must be a splitting and a breaking in order for a bud to form. The bud "lets go" when the flower forms. The calyx lets go of the flower. The petals must curl up and die in order for the fruit to form. The fruit falls, spits, relinquishes the seed. The seed falls into the ground. There is no ongoing spiritual life without this process of letting go. At the precise point where we refuse, growth stops. If we hold tightly to anything given to us, unwilling to let it go when the time comes to let it go or unwilling to allow it to be used as the Giver means it to be used, we stunt the growth of the soul.
It is easy to make a mistake here. 'If God gave it to me,' we say, 'it is mine. I can do what I want with it.' No. The truth is that it is ours to thank Him for and ours to offer back to Him, ours to relinquish, ours to lose, ours to let go of--if we want to find our true selves, if we want real Life, if our hearts are set on glory.
Think of the self that God has given as an acorn. It is a marvelous little thing, a perfect shape, perfectly designed for its purpose, perfectly functional. Think of the grand glory of an oak tree. God's intention when He made the acorn was the oak tree. His intention for us is '...the measure of the stature of the fullness of Christ.' Many deaths must go into our reaching that measure, many letting-goes. When you look at the oak tree, you don't feel that the 'loss' of the acorn is a very great loss. The more you perceive God's purpose in your life, the less terrible will the losses seem...There must be relinquishment. There is no way around it. The seed does not "know" what will happen. It only knows what is happening--the falling, the darkness, the dying...We [are] being asked to trust, to leave the planning to God.
God's ultimate plan [is] as far beyond our imaginings as the oak tree is from the acorn's imaginings. The acorn does what it was made to do, without pestering its Maker with questions about when and how and why. We who have been given an intelligence and a will and a whole range of wants that can be set against the divine Pattern for Good are asked to believe Him. We are given the chance to trust Him when He says to us, '...If any man will let himself be lost for my sake, he will find his true self.'
When will we find it? we ask. The answer is, Trust me.
How will we find it? The answer again is, Trust me.
Why must I let myself be lost? we persist. The answer is, Look at the acorn and trust Me."
Saturday, May 19, 2012
Wednesday, May 2, 2012
A Strong Hand to Hold in Uncertainty
I had ideas for a really awesome post related to my past week running and hiding from zombies. YES it was another week of the infamous game HVZ. With sword in hand, shield at the ready and eyes darting on the back of my head I took off at 6:30am Monday morning and didn't stop running from 'em since! Ha, exactly a week later as I walked to breakfast I snapped my head back automatically at the first sound of foot steps before chiding myself for being so paranoid, taking a deep breath and reminding myself life is back to its "normal" pace. Might I throw in the fact that HUMANS WON!!!!!! for the first time EVAAAAAAA!!!!!!! I was pretty much on cloud nine. It was great fun. The week was much faster this year. First couple nights uneventful with lots of strife at the missions due to the general and her gang. The last three nights were much fun though and I ignored all the jabber and just played along. What a great group of nerds we have here! I may be so bold as to gloat that I made it once again to the final stand, used my first antidote ever on Friday night when everyone else but Fun-Sized Lone-Runner got bit, and once again successfully avoided Chris of whom rumor says placed me #3 on his his hit list while fulfilling the first two infections within the first night of the game.
As to not bore those whom have no idea what I am talking about right now, let us suffice to say it was a pleasantly timed game of which was delightful to participate in after such a stressful long week beforehand planning my research presentation with my partner. Sad to say I shall not be working with him again next year. He was quite hilarious and made for some good times. However this summer shall hopefully prove whether I am set out for research in life or not! In the respect of biology and bugs that is. . . To be very honest after yesterday at the LO meeting I started remembering how very nervous I am for my internship. Not only the macroinvertebrate identification, bees especially, but also just the atmosphere of working with people who are typically atheists and die-hard scientists. Those minds are hard to be around all day when you are a person like me who unknowingly compares herself to them and then becomes depressed from lack of smarts.
Lord Jesus, how I shall desperately need you! I won't have this awesome support of Christian College anymore, won't have my awesome boss-man to listen to my rantings and offer advice, Lord I shall need you more than ever. Are you truly a "crutch" to get through life? I should dearly hope I can offer something more to you than dead weight on your strong pole! How desperately I want to be used by you this summer Lord. That is why I am so very very nervous about what is to come. Thank you for David and how he prayed for me yesterday afternoon at the meeting. It is always a reminder that YOU are the one that works in them Lord! I do believe you shall get to them no matter what I say or do. Its you who changes their heart. However, I do not want to get in the way. My background music needs to aid your work and not cause a beating heart arrhythmia! May I be sycronized with your pacemaker. Burn out all atopic firing - whether they be goals, thoughts, words, anything. No more. I don't want to get in the way. They played this song in chapel today...it stuck with me all day. A good one it is. Take the lyrics and listen.
Ha, cannot help but think his symbol looks like a distal convoluted tubule that has receptors for aldosterone to promote retention of salts and water. I enjoy being a dork but sometimes its just plain exhausting. I honestly do not know what is up but I just feel drained. I need you Jesus! If myocardial cells could have tear ducts mine would be filled and dripping now.
Just like I held the hand of my friend today in the cold lake to keep him afloat (the dude sinks like the large rock he found!) may you please hold my hand and not let go Lord! I am so unsure as to the next steps in life...both here at college and at home and just in my mind which by the way, has been tormenting me with rather perturbing thoughts lately. Don't worry, nothing immoral, just issues in life that scare me and I try to avoid...yet they keep coming up again and again like my mind is trying to rid itself of a piece of shrapnel itching its way through!
*shaky breath*
*prayer*
I now venture to help Kitty with her inflatable project of which currently reminds me of an old game at Chuck-e-Cheese involving paper money and a lot of wind.
God is always with you my friends. Read the book "passion vs. purity" if you haven't. Somehow it is calming to my nerves and takes my mind off my own life. Missionary biographies are next in line. Just don't focus on yourself so much...quiet your soul, listen to others, focus on what is at hand. Then look constantly upward! Onward Soldiers. March in the war. Sword in one hand, but the other arm has just a shield...leaving fingers free to grasp. Now decide what they will be filled with. . .
As to not bore those whom have no idea what I am talking about right now, let us suffice to say it was a pleasantly timed game of which was delightful to participate in after such a stressful long week beforehand planning my research presentation with my partner. Sad to say I shall not be working with him again next year. He was quite hilarious and made for some good times. However this summer shall hopefully prove whether I am set out for research in life or not! In the respect of biology and bugs that is. . . To be very honest after yesterday at the LO meeting I started remembering how very nervous I am for my internship. Not only the macroinvertebrate identification, bees especially, but also just the atmosphere of working with people who are typically atheists and die-hard scientists. Those minds are hard to be around all day when you are a person like me who unknowingly compares herself to them and then becomes depressed from lack of smarts.
Lord Jesus, how I shall desperately need you! I won't have this awesome support of Christian College anymore, won't have my awesome boss-man to listen to my rantings and offer advice, Lord I shall need you more than ever. Are you truly a "crutch" to get through life? I should dearly hope I can offer something more to you than dead weight on your strong pole! How desperately I want to be used by you this summer Lord. That is why I am so very very nervous about what is to come. Thank you for David and how he prayed for me yesterday afternoon at the meeting. It is always a reminder that YOU are the one that works in them Lord! I do believe you shall get to them no matter what I say or do. Its you who changes their heart. However, I do not want to get in the way. My background music needs to aid your work and not cause a beating heart arrhythmia! May I be sycronized with your pacemaker. Burn out all atopic firing - whether they be goals, thoughts, words, anything. No more. I don't want to get in the way. They played this song in chapel today...it stuck with me all day. A good one it is. Take the lyrics and listen.
Ha, cannot help but think his symbol looks like a distal convoluted tubule that has receptors for aldosterone to promote retention of salts and water. I enjoy being a dork but sometimes its just plain exhausting. I honestly do not know what is up but I just feel drained. I need you Jesus! If myocardial cells could have tear ducts mine would be filled and dripping now.
Just like I held the hand of my friend today in the cold lake to keep him afloat (the dude sinks like the large rock he found!) may you please hold my hand and not let go Lord! I am so unsure as to the next steps in life...both here at college and at home and just in my mind which by the way, has been tormenting me with rather perturbing thoughts lately. Don't worry, nothing immoral, just issues in life that scare me and I try to avoid...yet they keep coming up again and again like my mind is trying to rid itself of a piece of shrapnel itching its way through!
*shaky breath*
*prayer*
I now venture to help Kitty with her inflatable project of which currently reminds me of an old game at Chuck-e-Cheese involving paper money and a lot of wind.
God is always with you my friends. Read the book "passion vs. purity" if you haven't. Somehow it is calming to my nerves and takes my mind off my own life. Missionary biographies are next in line. Just don't focus on yourself so much...quiet your soul, listen to others, focus on what is at hand. Then look constantly upward! Onward Soldiers. March in the war. Sword in one hand, but the other arm has just a shield...leaving fingers free to grasp. Now decide what they will be filled with. . .
Thursday, April 19, 2012
SoreFoot
As I stand admist the throng
of cheering voices and screaming songs
I wonder is this what life's about?
Hmm, I did not find that fulfilling at all. The best part was when he came and bumped me, scolding me for not having standing room tickets. She is super cute and friendly too. Hah, werid to see them outside of work...Why do I become so attached to friends? Sigh. Oh well. I shan't stop loving people because of it, just makes it lonely sometimes inbetween.
Scared for my internship learning...really scared. But excited for field bio. VERY excited. Prof is a great guy and happy to have him as a teacher. :)
For now, thoughts are seeping along the trail like a root from a strawberry...rhisomes they are called? IDK.
If you are reading this at a point other than a week from now, think to pray for my right foot. Its still rather sore and I need to RUN again! Becoming restless and tired and frustrated with it. :\
of cheering voices and screaming songs
I wonder is this what life's about?
Hmm, I did not find that fulfilling at all. The best part was when he came and bumped me, scolding me for not having standing room tickets. She is super cute and friendly too. Hah, werid to see them outside of work...Why do I become so attached to friends? Sigh. Oh well. I shan't stop loving people because of it, just makes it lonely sometimes inbetween.
Scared for my internship learning...really scared. But excited for field bio. VERY excited. Prof is a great guy and happy to have him as a teacher. :)
For now, thoughts are seeping along the trail like a root from a strawberry...rhisomes they are called? IDK.
If you are reading this at a point other than a week from now, think to pray for my right foot. Its still rather sore and I need to RUN again! Becoming restless and tired and frustrated with it. :\
Wednesday, April 4, 2012
Deceased Fish and a Saddened Soul
Its official - I no longer work for my boss-man. Now a new boss starting next week. *sigh* I shall miss him. What a good friend he has been. I don't think he even knows how much he has impacted me. Her too. I enjoy them muchly.
Well Lord, its up to you now. I kinda want to look for a different job. Don't wanna be stuck cleaning for the rest of my college career. Sounds selfish by quitting once the people who I enjoyed leave...but hey, I have been sick of cleaning for awhile and that was the only reason I stayed.
I am struggling with my heart and mind being focused on you Jesus! Thoughts wander astray far too often into daydreams about biology or summer plans or tropical fruit. Lord I love and devotedly follow you forever more <3
Yesterday Libs and I went to a funeral for a mutual friend's dad. It was extremely sad though I did not know him. Glad to be there for her and glad we were able to talk with her for a good while afterwards. Could surely tell she was having a hard time with it because she wasn't talking...whereas usually I struggle to get her to shut up and leave me to homework! LOL. It was a catholic ceremony...super weird for me because I have never been to a Catholic mass/church service before. Emphasis on communion and so very ritualistic. Made me sad for the altar boys up front - do they know the truth?! How did they get into such a position? Are they just chosen to be future priests? Do they become so? If then, how does their heart stand with matters of the gospel? Made me sad and my heart reach out to them...yearning for all in that place to know the truth! Even with it being a funeral all that were there were elderly...what about the young adult generation? Children? THEY NEED JESUS TOO! :\
I pray she continues to handle this loss...she has had so very much a hard time this year! Please Jesus - give her a rest period before more trials??
So Kitty's birthday was Sunday! After much frustration over poor communication in trying to plan a kidnapping for her, I took her to petsmart and she picked out 2 beta fish. One male and one female. After receiving two lectures by a worker and random fish-man about breeding (not our intentions) we walked out of the store very pleased and coo-ing at the little creatures. Sad to say, the day after a fungus infection spread largely over their bodies. We returned them to the store today for 2 different females, I pray these last much longer and survive the transition. After the whole frog thing many years ago you would think I would learn a lesson about purchasing live presents for people. OH well. I did try. OH! And we saw a cat today when we went back which was fabulous. :D
On a closing note, a piece of a hymn read in a new devo book from Halfprice that has touched my heart of late...
"Since my eyes have looked on Jesus, I've lost sight of all besides."
Something to remember during this time of more learning, transitions, growth, and well, growth. Focus on the Lord, the author and finisher of our faith! He shall not only get us through but is here with us NOW as we learn and grow. That knowledge is better than any hug! Though sometimes you cannot help but desire one at the moment. . . G'night my friends. Sleep well and dream of the day our Lord may say to us "faithful."
Well Lord, its up to you now. I kinda want to look for a different job. Don't wanna be stuck cleaning for the rest of my college career. Sounds selfish by quitting once the people who I enjoyed leave...but hey, I have been sick of cleaning for awhile and that was the only reason I stayed.
I am struggling with my heart and mind being focused on you Jesus! Thoughts wander astray far too often into daydreams about biology or summer plans or tropical fruit. Lord I love and devotedly follow you forever more <3
Yesterday Libs and I went to a funeral for a mutual friend's dad. It was extremely sad though I did not know him. Glad to be there for her and glad we were able to talk with her for a good while afterwards. Could surely tell she was having a hard time with it because she wasn't talking...whereas usually I struggle to get her to shut up and leave me to homework! LOL. It was a catholic ceremony...super weird for me because I have never been to a Catholic mass/church service before. Emphasis on communion and so very ritualistic. Made me sad for the altar boys up front - do they know the truth?! How did they get into such a position? Are they just chosen to be future priests? Do they become so? If then, how does their heart stand with matters of the gospel? Made me sad and my heart reach out to them...yearning for all in that place to know the truth! Even with it being a funeral all that were there were elderly...what about the young adult generation? Children? THEY NEED JESUS TOO! :\
I pray she continues to handle this loss...she has had so very much a hard time this year! Please Jesus - give her a rest period before more trials??
So Kitty's birthday was Sunday! After much frustration over poor communication in trying to plan a kidnapping for her, I took her to petsmart and she picked out 2 beta fish. One male and one female. After receiving two lectures by a worker and random fish-man about breeding (not our intentions) we walked out of the store very pleased and coo-ing at the little creatures. Sad to say, the day after a fungus infection spread largely over their bodies. We returned them to the store today for 2 different females, I pray these last much longer and survive the transition. After the whole frog thing many years ago you would think I would learn a lesson about purchasing live presents for people. OH well. I did try. OH! And we saw a cat today when we went back which was fabulous. :D
On a closing note, a piece of a hymn read in a new devo book from Halfprice that has touched my heart of late...
"Since my eyes have looked on Jesus, I've lost sight of all besides."
Something to remember during this time of more learning, transitions, growth, and well, growth. Focus on the Lord, the author and finisher of our faith! He shall not only get us through but is here with us NOW as we learn and grow. That knowledge is better than any hug! Though sometimes you cannot help but desire one at the moment. . . G'night my friends. Sleep well and dream of the day our Lord may say to us "faithful."
Thursday, March 29, 2012
Bulletpoints of this year so far...
They shall not be laid out to you in order of importance, because I cannot decide on their priority myself.
1. Thinking about adding a chemistry minor.
2. My aunt died two weeks ago after her 7 yr battle with cancer. It hit pretty hard on my family.
3. My parents still need prayer...lots...and need counseling but refuse to do so...its complicated...and stressful for family-wise.
4. When it rains it pours - roomie's gramma and uncle died, friend's dad died, and plenty of really bad health issues all around in friends at school and at home. UGH! *screams silently in frustration at the satanic attacks on people's lives* I just want to literally pray the night away for them all. And need to at that.
5. My parents still need prayer...lots...and need counseling but refuse to do so...its complicated...and stressful for family-wise.
6. My field biology trip that includes a week-long lab-trip in the boundary waters where we will canoe and portage and camp and identify a bunch of different MN critters including FISH and BIRDS!!!! which I am pumped for and currently working on building arm-muscle for the extended hours of pulling a paddle through the river.
7. I not only talk in my sleep but now sleep with my eyes open and have been known to sleep walk. 0_0 Kinda freaks me out. Funny stories to go along with that too.
8. Boss man is transferring to day-crew in order for his wife and his schedules to properly correlate. It shall be awesome for him, but I shall miss him, for he has been a great mentor and help to me all this past summer and year...I don't think he realizes what a great friend he has been to me. I really appreciate and love him - in a totally uncreepy way I promise. He's like the older brother/dad I was supposed to have!
9. I have learned a LOT about myself these past few months. Some of which intimidates me and God has motivated me to work on change, and some of which I have actually surprised myself with maturity in thinking.
10. I love curry chicken (East Indian) and soba noodles (Japanese) and have strengthened a love for cooking. Anything. I just like it!
1. Thinking about adding a chemistry minor.
2. My aunt died two weeks ago after her 7 yr battle with cancer. It hit pretty hard on my family.
3. My parents still need prayer...lots...and need counseling but refuse to do so...its complicated...and stressful for family-wise.
4. When it rains it pours - roomie's gramma and uncle died, friend's dad died, and plenty of really bad health issues all around in friends at school and at home. UGH! *screams silently in frustration at the satanic attacks on people's lives* I just want to literally pray the night away for them all. And need to at that.
5. My parents still need prayer...lots...and need counseling but refuse to do so...its complicated...and stressful for family-wise.
6. My field biology trip that includes a week-long lab-trip in the boundary waters where we will canoe and portage and camp and identify a bunch of different MN critters including FISH and BIRDS!!!! which I am pumped for and currently working on building arm-muscle for the extended hours of pulling a paddle through the river.
7. I not only talk in my sleep but now sleep with my eyes open and have been known to sleep walk. 0_0 Kinda freaks me out. Funny stories to go along with that too.
8. Boss man is transferring to day-crew in order for his wife and his schedules to properly correlate. It shall be awesome for him, but I shall miss him, for he has been a great mentor and help to me all this past summer and year...I don't think he realizes what a great friend he has been to me. I really appreciate and love him - in a totally uncreepy way I promise. He's like the older brother/dad I was supposed to have!
9. I have learned a LOT about myself these past few months. Some of which intimidates me and God has motivated me to work on change, and some of which I have actually surprised myself with maturity in thinking.
10. I love curry chicken (East Indian) and soba noodles (Japanese) and have strengthened a love for cooking. Anything. I just like it!
Insects Who Run have Heart Attacks
A lot has occurred since the last time I posted. For one thing, I now have a plan of action for this summer. For another thing, its a long story to tell it.
Basically after much procrastination about applying for internships this summer I was finally inspired to after Sue Jr. said she had sent in her first app. Peer pressure! So I discovered the DNR mussel research-and-diving one I really wanted had changed the deadline and I missed it. TICKED. Turns out God knew what He was doing! (duh, as always.) For I hunted down a couple more and it turns out one science reserve I applied for had another branch of study regarding insects...guess which internship I heard back from first? YUP! So I await final word from the aquarist dept. at the zoo and I mail off my official acceptance letter to the insect diversity internship tomorrow. It has been a prayerful process with much advice gained from boss man and Dr. Bio - so now the next dilemma is where to live this summer. I appreciate all prayers.
Training to run a 10K with a friend from Homeville group! *excited* Never ran more than 4 mi. before, so 6.2 shall be a challenge for sure. Especially since I run so slowly...9 min. miles...heh. :p Don't judge if you are better than I! Jesus is my judge. ;)
Science museum today with Bio Club! I killed a hypothetical obese patient...she had a heart attack during a dialysis run. 0_0 Good think I am not gonna be a nurse...heh! Oh Mags. I love her. We rushed through the pirate exhibit because it was boring. I fail to see why everyone is obsessed with scoundrels! Literally! We idolize those who were thieves, murderers, rapists, drunks, and many other morally degrading terms yet scorn the actions of those today who are the heads of sex-trafficking groups, partiers of St. Patty's day, and violent gang members. Hypocritical much?! In short - I don't like pirates. They are called pirates for a reason dude.
I am going to be Mags MP next fall! Ministry Partner. I am pleased about it. I shall miss orientation leading an aweful aweful lot...but this shall be a new opportunity and I am excited to see what new girls shall come to our hall and what God has in store for us all! I pray I can be a good example to the girls...how I dearly want them to see Jesus through me instead of ME if you know what I mean.
Remind me to tell you about my macroinvertebrate research project! OH! and how I got a car for the new year. :)
So thats it for now folks. Remember, run hard, love bugs, and hug Jesus! All preventative measures for heart attacks. Promise ;)
Basically after much procrastination about applying for internships this summer I was finally inspired to after Sue Jr. said she had sent in her first app. Peer pressure! So I discovered the DNR mussel research-and-diving one I really wanted had changed the deadline and I missed it. TICKED. Turns out God knew what He was doing! (duh, as always.) For I hunted down a couple more and it turns out one science reserve I applied for had another branch of study regarding insects...guess which internship I heard back from first? YUP! So I await final word from the aquarist dept. at the zoo and I mail off my official acceptance letter to the insect diversity internship tomorrow. It has been a prayerful process with much advice gained from boss man and Dr. Bio - so now the next dilemma is where to live this summer. I appreciate all prayers.
Training to run a 10K with a friend from Homeville group! *excited* Never ran more than 4 mi. before, so 6.2 shall be a challenge for sure. Especially since I run so slowly...9 min. miles...heh. :p Don't judge if you are better than I! Jesus is my judge. ;)
Science museum today with Bio Club! I killed a hypothetical obese patient...she had a heart attack during a dialysis run. 0_0 Good think I am not gonna be a nurse...heh! Oh Mags. I love her. We rushed through the pirate exhibit because it was boring. I fail to see why everyone is obsessed with scoundrels! Literally! We idolize those who were thieves, murderers, rapists, drunks, and many other morally degrading terms yet scorn the actions of those today who are the heads of sex-trafficking groups, partiers of St. Patty's day, and violent gang members. Hypocritical much?! In short - I don't like pirates. They are called pirates for a reason dude.
I am going to be Mags MP next fall! Ministry Partner. I am pleased about it. I shall miss orientation leading an aweful aweful lot...but this shall be a new opportunity and I am excited to see what new girls shall come to our hall and what God has in store for us all! I pray I can be a good example to the girls...how I dearly want them to see Jesus through me instead of ME if you know what I mean.
Remind me to tell you about my macroinvertebrate research project! OH! and how I got a car for the new year. :)
So thats it for now folks. Remember, run hard, love bugs, and hug Jesus! All preventative measures for heart attacks. Promise ;)
Saturday, November 5, 2011
Wind
Though I may not understand where you come from or what direction you are blowing me,
Though I sometmes annot feel you there,
you always show yourself by coming back.
Though I can block you out and shut myself in,
you are outside waiting.
You come gently and you come in strong bursts of true revival!
You take my breath away.
You are faithful forevermore.
Though I sometmes annot feel you there,
you always show yourself by coming back.
Though I can block you out and shut myself in,
you are outside waiting.
You come gently and you come in strong bursts of true revival!
You take my breath away.
You are faithful forevermore.
Thursday, September 29, 2011
Resistance
I submitted this little story to a publication here on campus. I doubt they shall like it due to all the biology terms...but thats ok. It helped me with reviewing a bit. When I write stories with new terms I ALWAYS remember them. HEY perhaps I should do this more often? :) Hope you enjoy... (oh, and for you Katana, just know that I did not intend to write you in a story where you die. I was at a loss for another name to use, and Katana just fit. Sorry. :p haha)
Resistance
Slowly releasing a shattered sigh…”Breathe. Breathe. Breathe.” Like a chant I repeat this soundlessly, reminding myself that socks and string cannot save me now. This is real. Denatured proteins run rampant in their craniums. Such an evil alliance they have formed. Our bodies have no defense against them. I am crouching in a patch of fronds in the quiet, in the stillness, waiting for my next cue to move. The atmosphere is devoid of light tonight. A breeze rifles the pale leaves covering me in the overgrown underbrush. I will my heart to be quiet, but it won’t listen. HA! The Sinoatrial node is not controlled by the hypothalamus. I stare at the scarred door for any sign of movement. He crept in nearly ten minutes ago! “Where are you Ted?” I whisper with a hiss of frustration. Please brother, don’t make this another forlorn night. I cannot take loosing you too. Katana – I need you.
My mind jumps to memories of that night’s mission. It was one to remember. Her long black rod of steel was strewn on the ground next to her body. All shrieks and fears faded into silence as I looked upon her. Thumping heartbeats resonated in my cochlea. I knew what this meant. The task is lost! Kneeling to squeeze her hand as an act of goodbye, I did not spare a second longer. I took up the sword and ran. I must make it back to safety. To the tunnel. To those who remain waiting for a glimmer of hope. Branches slap my face as I took off through the woods. Twigs scratched my glasses and caused lesions on my arms. “Its just simple squamous. It shall heal.” I pushed on. Burrs and thistles clung to my muddied clothes, screaming at me to slow down. Finally, short of breath, my mitochondria needed a rest. I slowed for a while and ducked behind a wood pile. A minutes passed. Then four more. I shielded my eyes from the glare of Luna from above. “Curse you! Why must you be so white tonight? Alright, its time to go.” I crept around the cambium layers, making sure I was not seen. Alas, it was not to be. POUNCE! Out of the navy blue air came a decaying creature! It lands on my shield and yanks me to my feet. “Get back you green minded monster!” I screamed, “You have enough cronies!” Slashing to the right and left with my newly acquired blade I endeavored to hold it off. Pain tore through my side that was left exposed without the safeguard the dead creature now held. I swore quietly under my breath as erythrocytes oozed from the lesion. Quickly the decaying hand was lopped off by the black weapon.
“You saved my life Katana. Your soul did not perish in vain.”
I jerk back to the present at the sound of a creaking hinge. Shaking my head urgently blink away the tears that had covered my sclera. I must focus. From that dreadful night on I was no longer A’onette. I am now SpurSharpener. Fearless leader? Not a chance. I am more afraid of them than ever, knowing what we are up against after seeing it firsthand. I have a responsibility now to lead and to lead well. My comrades and I have only one life to live! Our precious energy shall not be given away to a prion filled being. Ted joins me in the ferns with the parcel. The duty is now mine. Our eyes meet full of questions, but stories shall have to wait. I signal to him with a brisk nod, “Lets depart.” He blinks in agreement and we tiptoe into the night, watching our every move. Waiting for the next blindside.
Its not our blood they want, its our brains. Our knowledge. Our minds. I feel faint, dizzy thinking about those who have fallen to the mobs. Do not turn your back for a moment or the horde shall overtake you. Persevere and resist! The end is drawing near.
Sunday, August 28, 2011
satou painappuru
If homework kills me young, wrap me in a kimono.
Lay me down in a bed of cherry blossoms.
Sink me in the abyss of piano music at dusk.
I sent you away with the words of a love song.
Uh oh, Uh oh. Its been hours but...
the sharp pang of a short time.
<3 you Katana! Come back soon. I come visit you too.
Lay me down in a bed of cherry blossoms.
Sink me in the abyss of piano music at dusk.
I sent you away with the words of a love song.
Uh oh, Uh oh. Its been hours but...
the sharp pang of a short time.
<3 you Katana! Come back soon. I come visit you too.
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
Hi
Yeah, so I haven't posted on here in awhile. There are many reasons. I have thought about it several times, but what is going on in my life right now is a bit personal and I should not like to blab about it all over the internet. Most of you who will read this are my close friends anyways, so you should call me and I can explain. Possibly. I don't really know if I can because I am having troubles explaining it all to God right now, which is part of the true problem anyways. So yeah, thanks you guys for your treasured friendships. Perhaps soon I shall find something worthy of posting other than a journal entry. :)
Loves to you all!
Loves to you all!
Saturday, July 9, 2011
Black Pen
To set the mood...http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mrSu65Bb9X4
There is something about the pen that is special to me. Scratches on a page, those smudges up my hand. It leads me to a no-mans land. That place of despair I can never express myself I can leave on a page, right here, and end this mess. Something about a rhyme that ticks away. They go hand in hand here in this written land.
They are not my own yet somehow, there I can be known as someone who is more than a mere black smudge on a page. Someone whos more. I want to walk boldly in this land written out with pen. I mind not if with pencil I am erased. I'm used to it you see, and sides, it will soon be in the sea. that brilliant ocean crystal, and they will sink into the abyss. Hadalpelagic. Its dark, deep, and stored within ME.
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So I have been absent from the blogging world not only because I have been busy, but mainly because I have been busy. Yet that is a different story. I have also been doing a lot of thinking. I am not so sure I want to be a writing minor. Maybe I shall just take some classes on it as extracurricular...or whatever those credits are called that are optional for fun. Writing is something I always wished I was good at, but really I am not.
Then I was thinking about Biology. The same really applies to that. Its something I always loved and wish I was good at...but I am not. I took a nice canoe trip with a couple girlfriends yesterday and was chatting about majors. Stylish Star also thought she was confident in her major choice and would never change it, yet is having doubts now that classes are progressively getting harder and more detail specific in her piano major.
So it makes me wonder. Stick with the two choices and hope the classes will cause me to become better at what I do love and somehow it will work out? Or layback and pick what everything was telling me to pick?
Would I hate my life forever in misery for quitting what I find facinating? Or would I cause my life to be more efficient, effective and less frustrating because I would be good at it? Yet there are no guarantees I shall be any better at something of that sort than I am with science. I haven't much experience in it other than the zoo work I do...yet somehow I am great at that, or so everyone says.
I am not sure I find it fulfilling though. I do enjoy my time there and the people there. But the past few weeks I have been going because I have committed to. It isn't as if I am super excited and look forward to it every week anymore. Is that bad? I am not really sure. I feel happy most of the time with only minor frustrations with family and friends. Family major frustration at times. Other than that I go to the zoo, work, do schoolwork, occasionally hang with a friend. I don't find any of it fulfilling. Pleasant yes, even fun at times. But somehow I don't have time to get past that curtain and figure out what is wrong and why I cannot think deeply about life things. Hmm. I would love to talk to someone who would understand.
For now I just keep going. Blindly - maybe. Naively - positively. With God - I sure do hope so! Diving lessons on Monday and Tuesday after my zoo work is over. Taking the tests I am not to sure about, but even though I am uncertain and a bit nervous I feel like no matter what I shall get through it. I won't die yet...no, not yet. I have far far to much to figure out about life. LIFE. Upside down, its death.
There is something about the pen that is special to me. Scratches on a page, those smudges up my hand. It leads me to a no-mans land. That place of despair I can never express myself I can leave on a page, right here, and end this mess. Something about a rhyme that ticks away. They go hand in hand here in this written land.
They are not my own yet somehow, there I can be known as someone who is more than a mere black smudge on a page. Someone whos more. I want to walk boldly in this land written out with pen. I mind not if with pencil I am erased. I'm used to it you see, and sides, it will soon be in the sea. that brilliant ocean crystal, and they will sink into the abyss. Hadalpelagic. Its dark, deep, and stored within ME.
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So I have been absent from the blogging world not only because I have been busy, but mainly because I have been busy. Yet that is a different story. I have also been doing a lot of thinking. I am not so sure I want to be a writing minor. Maybe I shall just take some classes on it as extracurricular...or whatever those credits are called that are optional for fun. Writing is something I always wished I was good at, but really I am not.
Then I was thinking about Biology. The same really applies to that. Its something I always loved and wish I was good at...but I am not. I took a nice canoe trip with a couple girlfriends yesterday and was chatting about majors. Stylish Star also thought she was confident in her major choice and would never change it, yet is having doubts now that classes are progressively getting harder and more detail specific in her piano major.
So it makes me wonder. Stick with the two choices and hope the classes will cause me to become better at what I do love and somehow it will work out? Or layback and pick what everything was telling me to pick?
Would I hate my life forever in misery for quitting what I find facinating? Or would I cause my life to be more efficient, effective and less frustrating because I would be good at it? Yet there are no guarantees I shall be any better at something of that sort than I am with science. I haven't much experience in it other than the zoo work I do...yet somehow I am great at that, or so everyone says.
I am not sure I find it fulfilling though. I do enjoy my time there and the people there. But the past few weeks I have been going because I have committed to. It isn't as if I am super excited and look forward to it every week anymore. Is that bad? I am not really sure. I feel happy most of the time with only minor frustrations with family and friends. Family major frustration at times. Other than that I go to the zoo, work, do schoolwork, occasionally hang with a friend. I don't find any of it fulfilling. Pleasant yes, even fun at times. But somehow I don't have time to get past that curtain and figure out what is wrong and why I cannot think deeply about life things. Hmm. I would love to talk to someone who would understand.
For now I just keep going. Blindly - maybe. Naively - positively. With God - I sure do hope so! Diving lessons on Monday and Tuesday after my zoo work is over. Taking the tests I am not to sure about, but even though I am uncertain and a bit nervous I feel like no matter what I shall get through it. I won't die yet...no, not yet. I have far far to much to figure out about life. LIFE. Upside down, its death.
Monday, April 25, 2011
Savor the Coffee, Not the Cups!
Life is like a Cup of Coffee - Author Unknown
A group of alumni, highly established in their careers, got together to visit their old university professor. Conversations soon turn into complaints about stress in work and life. Offering his guests coffee, the professor went to the kitchen and returned with a large pot of coffee and an assortment of cups - porcelain, plastic, glass, crystal - some plain looking, some expensive, some exquisite.
He told his guests to help themselves to the coffee. After everyone had a cup of coffee in hand, the professor said, "If you noticed, all the nice looking, expensive cups have been taken up, leaving behind the plain and cheap ones. While it is normal for you to want only the best for yourselves, that is the source of all your problems and stress."
"Be assured that the cups add no quality to the coffee. In most cases, it is just more expensive, and in some cases, even hides what we drink. What all of you really wanted was coffee, not the cup. But you consciously went for the best cups...and then you begin eyeing each other's cups to see who had the best one."
Now consider this...life is the coffee; the jobs, money and position in society are the cups. They are just tools to hold and contain life. The type of cup we have does not define, nor change the quality of life we live. Sometimes, but concentrating only on the cup, we fail to enjoy the coffee.
Savor the coffee, not the cups!
"The happiest people don't have the best of everything. They just make the best of everything."
He told his guests to help themselves to the coffee. After everyone had a cup of coffee in hand, the professor said, "If you noticed, all the nice looking, expensive cups have been taken up, leaving behind the plain and cheap ones. While it is normal for you to want only the best for yourselves, that is the source of all your problems and stress."
"Be assured that the cups add no quality to the coffee. In most cases, it is just more expensive, and in some cases, even hides what we drink. What all of you really wanted was coffee, not the cup. But you consciously went for the best cups...and then you begin eyeing each other's cups to see who had the best one."
Now consider this...life is the coffee; the jobs, money and position in society are the cups. They are just tools to hold and contain life. The type of cup we have does not define, nor change the quality of life we live. Sometimes, but concentrating only on the cup, we fail to enjoy the coffee.
Savor the coffee, not the cups!
"The happiest people don't have the best of everything. They just make the best of everything."
Phil. 3:13-14
Friday, April 22, 2011
Diving Deep - In Over My Head
I have been meaning to write up a post about passover, but it shall have to wait for now.
"Why is this night unlike all other nights?" Coming soon...
Afternote placed as a foreword: I make cool titles and rarely follow what I was planning to write about. Unscramble my rambles again...I dare you to follow the train of thought.
*Ahem!*
"I like trains."
NEEERRRRHHH -
CRASH!!
Just watched The Passion by Mel Gibson. Never seen it the whole way through before. Some parts really struck me. Such as how Jesus was so SILENT through it all! You know how hard that would be? To keep quiet from biting back at your accusers. Not only did he not defend himself, he didn't cry out in pain. IMPOSSIBLE! For us as humans, it is basically a natural reaction to say ow or scream in pain at least a little. But no! He was silent.
Another point is how could those men and women stand around at watch? I naturally flinch when I know something gross is coming up, even though when I do force myself to watch I can handle it. But how could they handle it? The persecution must have been 10X worse than that showed in a silly man-made lameo effects movie at least! Yikes. Also, how could those men stand DOING that to someone?! Beating him like that...treating our Savior like a piece of meat for slaughter. And after He was thrashed they said to take him away. Lying there all bloody and more'n half dead already, why did they not just say finish Him up then? How could they stand to let Him live longer? Did they not have any human conscious? Pity in the least? Aye Columba. I wasn't impressed with the movie, but those couple things stuck out among others.
I heard something super amazing in church the other day. Pastor was talking about how the veils leading into the temple and the holy place and the most holy place were named the Way, the Truth, and the Life. So when Jesus said He is the way, truth, and life in John 14:6 it had SO much more meaning! He is saying He is the way, the path, that leads to the most holy of holies. The place where God resides. You cannot get to that place except through one direct route. No back doors leading in. Jesus is that way, the way to heaven to God!! Wow.
So I often forget how closely linked passover is to the easter celebration. It was the night of passover that Jesus went to Gethemane and prayed. that was the night that started the persecution and eventual death of our messiah. It was the day after passover that He died. Then He rose again 3 days later. So really, right now, according to the Jewish calendar, would not Jesus have already risen? Because passover was Monday. Died Tuesday afternoon...Entombed that evening. Wednesday, Thursday, Friday...He would have risen today! On Good Friday. Am I wrong? Mebbe. I love passover. I somehow forget that it is so very commemorative not only of God freeing the Israelite from Egyptian slavery, but freeing US from being slaves to Satan and this world! WOW. What a week of freedom we should be celebrating.
God is starting to show me more each day why it is that my family is attacked so often by Satan during Easter. I cannot remember the last time we had a pleasant Easter. This year we are not even planning to do anything...other than a passing note on a possible large breakfast I hadn't heard mention of Easter til tonight at Bible study. I want to try and explain. But I am just starting to learn myself why it is I get so upset and depressed around this time. I don't even know the roots of my own experienced emotions from the past 5 days - but God does. I am pleased that He is showing me some of them. Perhaps I am growing. Growing in being trusted with knowing my own motives and intentions? Some are buried pretty deep down there in that cardiac muscle...
Sigh...God...I am just not strong enough. Not strong enough. Not without you...and sometimes even with you it feels that way as well.
Q. How did Jesus know He was God? Was he born with the knowledge that He is God? I didn't think babies knew anything. It is all conditioned to them in the learning process. So then, at what point did Jesus come to realize He is more than just man? Fully man and fully God He is and was.
Ooooh! If you have never heard of the SA node, LOOK IT UP. Sinoatrial node of the heart. Sweet stuff. Makes some scripture verses even more boggling. Its very possible every word Jesus said has deep hidden meaning...OH how I want to know it ALL! hehe :D
Anyways, Jesse told me his bends story today after Bible study. Kinda hilarious and super duper awful at the same time. He was out drinking the night before his 65 ft dive. NOT ok. That means severe dehydration that puts you at a higher risk for getting the bends the next morning (not to mention it was a deep dive). He did the dive alright, but that didn't matter. The next morning he was feeling the effects of the poorly spent day with achy elbows and shoulder all over. Called St. Kates (FL) which was the best dive hospital around and they said to come in for a look-see.
On the way he picked up breakfast (a garlic bagel with garlic cream cheese). The doc prescribed the normal treatment for decompression, and Jesse spent the next 6 hrs in a decompression chamber with the doc. They cannot let you go down there alone in case something happens. So the doc counts it as a dive. The chamber puts you back under pressure and then slowly brings you "up" so that you can gradually release the nitrogen gas built up in your blood. The red gatorade they handed him through the ports went all over his paper gown because he was shaky and couldn't hold it. The oxygen hood caused him to breath in his own garlic-y breath over again for the next 6 hrs. Sticky red garlic man was not happy when he came out of the chamber and found his wife had come to "visit" only to discover there was nothing she could do and went home. Taking his clothes with him. So the nurse borrowed him some scrubs and he trekked on home.
Quite the adventure I would say! I would have loved to see the expression on the instructor's face later that week when Jesse showed his exciting "dive" of 6 hrs to him...haha. So moral of the story is to do your dives right, don't go to deep, and don't come up from the deep to fast. Yup yup.
I hope I can dive with him someday. He is super duper awesome. After talking to him (though he hasn't been diving in 20 YEARS!) I am now itchy to dive again. Ooh Ooh Ooh that is one more thing I am both terrified and excited for this summer...contributing to my moods of late as well.
This song is far to happy to resemble me right now, but I like it. After all, I am decided to be happy. Share it with me!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yE0BbDPL1WA
"Why is this night unlike all other nights?" Coming soon...
Afternote placed as a foreword: I make cool titles and rarely follow what I was planning to write about. Unscramble my rambles again...I dare you to follow the train of thought.
*Ahem!*
"I like trains."
NEEERRRRHHH -
CRASH!!
Just watched The Passion by Mel Gibson. Never seen it the whole way through before. Some parts really struck me. Such as how Jesus was so SILENT through it all! You know how hard that would be? To keep quiet from biting back at your accusers. Not only did he not defend himself, he didn't cry out in pain. IMPOSSIBLE! For us as humans, it is basically a natural reaction to say ow or scream in pain at least a little. But no! He was silent.
Another point is how could those men and women stand around at watch? I naturally flinch when I know something gross is coming up, even though when I do force myself to watch I can handle it. But how could they handle it? The persecution must have been 10X worse than that showed in a silly man-made lameo effects movie at least! Yikes. Also, how could those men stand DOING that to someone?! Beating him like that...treating our Savior like a piece of meat for slaughter. And after He was thrashed they said to take him away. Lying there all bloody and more'n half dead already, why did they not just say finish Him up then? How could they stand to let Him live longer? Did they not have any human conscious? Pity in the least? Aye Columba. I wasn't impressed with the movie, but those couple things stuck out among others.
I heard something super amazing in church the other day. Pastor was talking about how the veils leading into the temple and the holy place and the most holy place were named the Way, the Truth, and the Life. So when Jesus said He is the way, truth, and life in John 14:6 it had SO much more meaning! He is saying He is the way, the path, that leads to the most holy of holies. The place where God resides. You cannot get to that place except through one direct route. No back doors leading in. Jesus is that way, the way to heaven to God!! Wow.
So I often forget how closely linked passover is to the easter celebration. It was the night of passover that Jesus went to Gethemane and prayed. that was the night that started the persecution and eventual death of our messiah. It was the day after passover that He died. Then He rose again 3 days later. So really, right now, according to the Jewish calendar, would not Jesus have already risen? Because passover was Monday. Died Tuesday afternoon...Entombed that evening. Wednesday, Thursday, Friday...He would have risen today! On Good Friday. Am I wrong? Mebbe. I love passover. I somehow forget that it is so very commemorative not only of God freeing the Israelite from Egyptian slavery, but freeing US from being slaves to Satan and this world! WOW. What a week of freedom we should be celebrating.
God is starting to show me more each day why it is that my family is attacked so often by Satan during Easter. I cannot remember the last time we had a pleasant Easter. This year we are not even planning to do anything...other than a passing note on a possible large breakfast I hadn't heard mention of Easter til tonight at Bible study. I want to try and explain. But I am just starting to learn myself why it is I get so upset and depressed around this time. I don't even know the roots of my own experienced emotions from the past 5 days - but God does. I am pleased that He is showing me some of them. Perhaps I am growing. Growing in being trusted with knowing my own motives and intentions? Some are buried pretty deep down there in that cardiac muscle...
Sigh...God...I am just not strong enough. Not strong enough. Not without you...and sometimes even with you it feels that way as well.
Q. How did Jesus know He was God? Was he born with the knowledge that He is God? I didn't think babies knew anything. It is all conditioned to them in the learning process. So then, at what point did Jesus come to realize He is more than just man? Fully man and fully God He is and was.
Ooooh! If you have never heard of the SA node, LOOK IT UP. Sinoatrial node of the heart. Sweet stuff. Makes some scripture verses even more boggling. Its very possible every word Jesus said has deep hidden meaning...OH how I want to know it ALL! hehe :D
Anyways, Jesse told me his bends story today after Bible study. Kinda hilarious and super duper awful at the same time. He was out drinking the night before his 65 ft dive. NOT ok. That means severe dehydration that puts you at a higher risk for getting the bends the next morning (not to mention it was a deep dive). He did the dive alright, but that didn't matter. The next morning he was feeling the effects of the poorly spent day with achy elbows and shoulder all over. Called St. Kates (FL) which was the best dive hospital around and they said to come in for a look-see.
On the way he picked up breakfast (a garlic bagel with garlic cream cheese). The doc prescribed the normal treatment for decompression, and Jesse spent the next 6 hrs in a decompression chamber with the doc. They cannot let you go down there alone in case something happens. So the doc counts it as a dive. The chamber puts you back under pressure and then slowly brings you "up" so that you can gradually release the nitrogen gas built up in your blood. The red gatorade they handed him through the ports went all over his paper gown because he was shaky and couldn't hold it. The oxygen hood caused him to breath in his own garlic-y breath over again for the next 6 hrs. Sticky red garlic man was not happy when he came out of the chamber and found his wife had come to "visit" only to discover there was nothing she could do and went home. Taking his clothes with him. So the nurse borrowed him some scrubs and he trekked on home.
Quite the adventure I would say! I would have loved to see the expression on the instructor's face later that week when Jesse showed his exciting "dive" of 6 hrs to him...haha. So moral of the story is to do your dives right, don't go to deep, and don't come up from the deep to fast. Yup yup.
I hope I can dive with him someday. He is super duper awesome. After talking to him (though he hasn't been diving in 20 YEARS!) I am now itchy to dive again. Ooh Ooh Ooh that is one more thing I am both terrified and excited for this summer...contributing to my moods of late as well.
This song is far to happy to resemble me right now, but I like it. After all, I am decided to be happy. Share it with me!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yE0BbDPL1WA
Sunday, April 17, 2011
Torn Tears
Drawn to tears.
Ann anchor weighs down the water.
Streaming like mini sobs down in erroded paths.
There is no laughing here.
Encased by people.
Shudder. Sob.
Hide it as a cough, a chuckle.
Curled to a cube behind the waterfall.
The beaver roars.
I sneak back to my hiding place.
A peculiar one it is, right in the open.
Replace the warning signs' chains.
They bind me.
I cannot let them in, no matter how much ice is tromped.
Perhaps in the future the iron shall snap - like frozen rubber, brittle and broken shall become.
Squooshed in a closet full of finery.
A stranger sits on my lap. My foot falls asleep.
The boat sounds a horn - loud and blaring the siren sounds.
I wake up.
Was I dreaming? Or just exaggerating?
Either way the waves slap on land and across my face.
OK OK I'm awke now! I will go back to the present. Tears may not reign.
Chains have drawn up the anchor.
The moment past in a flick of the nail.
The card goes flying, but unlike the colorful figures...no one notices.
Silence prevails.
Ann anchor weighs down the water.
Streaming like mini sobs down in erroded paths.
There is no laughing here.
Encased by people.
Shudder. Sob.
Hide it as a cough, a chuckle.
Curled to a cube behind the waterfall.
The beaver roars.
I sneak back to my hiding place.
A peculiar one it is, right in the open.
Replace the warning signs' chains.
They bind me.
I cannot let them in, no matter how much ice is tromped.
Perhaps in the future the iron shall snap - like frozen rubber, brittle and broken shall become.
Squooshed in a closet full of finery.
A stranger sits on my lap. My foot falls asleep.
The boat sounds a horn - loud and blaring the siren sounds.
I wake up.
Was I dreaming? Or just exaggerating?
Either way the waves slap on land and across my face.
OK OK I'm awke now! I will go back to the present. Tears may not reign.
Chains have drawn up the anchor.
The moment past in a flick of the nail.
The card goes flying, but unlike the colorful figures...no one notices.
Silence prevails.
Monday, April 4, 2011
Mah
So I learned something about myself when reading through old journals and blog posts...I don't make ANY sense. Whatsoever. At all. Well a lot of good that did me to write all those posts! :p
Its pretty bad when you cannot follow your own logic just a couple weeks after puzzling life through. Meh.
Its pretty bad when you cannot follow your own logic just a couple weeks after puzzling life through. Meh.
Saturday, March 19, 2011
Transforming - Play the Glad Game!
My friend Kitty won the Dmae character design contest yesterday! It made me soooooo happy. :) We had talked about it some back during the snowtubing trip's bus ride so many weeks ago. She has been working on it since then, and all that hard work paying off puts a huge smile on my face.
During the art show I got a call from my supervisor at work, asking me to be responsible for getting my co-workers started and given keys. I agreed to do so, knowing the others would resent me for being given "authority" so to speak above them. They were chill with it for the most part, except Hair who was joking around that he was gonna hurt whoever decided he didn't get to be in charge. :p Whateves. It pleased me to be given something 'special' to do. My mom would always put higher expectations on my than on my siblings with chores and stuff. I enjoyed the extra work and responsibility that came with it! I have missed that somewhat. I guess it just made me happy because it shows that someone here trusts me. Which to me right now, is big. :)
K, so then after getting off work early (hurrah!) Kitty and I watched Transformers. I had never seen it before, and I actually enjoyed watching it. Sure it doesn't contain anything super spiritual, but the NAME pertains to my thoughts on life over the past week...
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So, I have been reading through this book called the 4:8 Principle by Tommy Newberry. Highly recommended by Italy who shoved it in my face one day and told me to read it, the book is based on this verse:
Philippians 4:8
Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things.
The purpose of which is getting your views on life changed from - to +. I have struggled with negative crticism a LOT lately. Lately meaning the past year. Or two. It has been longer than that, but awhile back I did a devo much like this one and it changed my life for several months. Until...I started letting myself believe lies again.
So I am going to share a couple interesting things from today's reading.
"Everything you need to be joy-filled you already have."
Ooh, SHOCKWAVE. That one quote struck me hard. It makes me realize how selfish I am! When I think critically and negatively about others and myself and life in general, I am dissing all the blessings God has put in my life. I am forgetting that God is the one to put these blessings in my life. I look at the downside of the blessings instead of the topside! Haha, a little biology analogy...The underside of the leaf has holes (stomata) which are openings that let out H2O and let in CO2. Hot puffy air of pride is coming into my life by thinking negative thoughts, and the living water of God is slowly evaporating away. AHH! This has got to stop if I am ever to be grateful for the incredible blessings God has given me. There are SOOOO many of them! I have been looking at the gaps in relationships instead of the junctions. That is NOT following God's instruction to think on that which is good and healthy. You are abundantly blessed today my friend - even if you do not notice or appreciate it. Its possible to find fault with anything...just depends what you are looking for.
"You prosper only to the ceiling your thoughts permit." So join me in raising the roof my friends! Join my in answering the following 5 questions to get your thoughts focused on those wonderful blessings God has given to us...I started doing it doubting it would help. But it actually did! Cause when you focus your mind on good and on GOD you remember all other things fade in comparison...
1. What are 5 things I am thankful for right now?
- Hot Cherry Poptarts ;)
- Trees. They make me happy to climb!
- An amazing biology professor
- The process of speedy recovery for my little girl
- Kitty winning the Dmay contest!
2. What are 5 of my strengths or positive traits?
Ha, according to Strengthquest...Discipline. Learner. Responsibility. Harmony. Achiever. :p (those of you who know what that is...laugh away)
3. What are 5 of my best achievements so far?
- Cheering up Maul on a bad day
- Succeeding in being a fabulous ZooTeen ;)
- Raising over $200 for church missonaries just by recycling aluminum cans
- Graduating HS
- Getting my drivers license? :p That was quite the achievement for me for sure...
4. Who are the 5 people who love me the most?
This is a silly question since I cannot speak for them...but I would have to say
- Mom
- Ted Ontario
- Sissy
- Bright Eyes
- Italy
5. What 5 things am I looking forward to in the next 7 days?
Ooh, this is the toughest one. . .
- Carnival this afternoon
- Church tomorrow morning
- Bio lab on Thursday
- Going to the Opera with Sissy and KindHeart
- Succeeding in my 2 huge tests and quiz that are on the SAME. DAY.
Hmm, perhaps that shall get easier with practice? It actually took a long time. Makes me realize just how negative my thoughts have been. Well, the start of transfomation has begun. But only because of the love of Christ. :D
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2 Corinthians 3:18
And we all, who with unveiled faces contemplate the Lord’s glory, are being transformed into his image with ever-increasing glory, which comes from the Lord, who is the Spirit.
Romans 12:2
Do not conform to the pattern 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.
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All this positive thinking reminds me of a very dated movie...you may know of it. Pollyanna anyone?
Kinda cheesy, but it WORKS. So think + my friends, and stay on the side of the leaf that collects the sunlight and stays green! :D Much love to you as we thrive in this journey together...
During the art show I got a call from my supervisor at work, asking me to be responsible for getting my co-workers started and given keys. I agreed to do so, knowing the others would resent me for being given "authority" so to speak above them. They were chill with it for the most part, except Hair who was joking around that he was gonna hurt whoever decided he didn't get to be in charge. :p Whateves. It pleased me to be given something 'special' to do. My mom would always put higher expectations on my than on my siblings with chores and stuff. I enjoyed the extra work and responsibility that came with it! I have missed that somewhat. I guess it just made me happy because it shows that someone here trusts me. Which to me right now, is big. :)
K, so then after getting off work early (hurrah!) Kitty and I watched Transformers. I had never seen it before, and I actually enjoyed watching it. Sure it doesn't contain anything super spiritual, but the NAME pertains to my thoughts on life over the past week...
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So, I have been reading through this book called the 4:8 Principle by Tommy Newberry. Highly recommended by Italy who shoved it in my face one day and told me to read it, the book is based on this verse:
Philippians 4:8
Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things.
The purpose of which is getting your views on life changed from - to +. I have struggled with negative crticism a LOT lately. Lately meaning the past year. Or two. It has been longer than that, but awhile back I did a devo much like this one and it changed my life for several months. Until...I started letting myself believe lies again.
So I am going to share a couple interesting things from today's reading.
"Everything you need to be joy-filled you already have."
Ooh, SHOCKWAVE. That one quote struck me hard. It makes me realize how selfish I am! When I think critically and negatively about others and myself and life in general, I am dissing all the blessings God has put in my life. I am forgetting that God is the one to put these blessings in my life. I look at the downside of the blessings instead of the topside! Haha, a little biology analogy...The underside of the leaf has holes (stomata) which are openings that let out H2O and let in CO2. Hot puffy air of pride is coming into my life by thinking negative thoughts, and the living water of God is slowly evaporating away. AHH! This has got to stop if I am ever to be grateful for the incredible blessings God has given me. There are SOOOO many of them! I have been looking at the gaps in relationships instead of the junctions. That is NOT following God's instruction to think on that which is good and healthy. You are abundantly blessed today my friend - even if you do not notice or appreciate it. Its possible to find fault with anything...just depends what you are looking for.
"You prosper only to the ceiling your thoughts permit." So join me in raising the roof my friends! Join my in answering the following 5 questions to get your thoughts focused on those wonderful blessings God has given to us...I started doing it doubting it would help. But it actually did! Cause when you focus your mind on good and on GOD you remember all other things fade in comparison...
1. What are 5 things I am thankful for right now?
- Hot Cherry Poptarts ;)
- Trees. They make me happy to climb!
- An amazing biology professor
- The process of speedy recovery for my little girl
- Kitty winning the Dmay contest!
2. What are 5 of my strengths or positive traits?
Ha, according to Strengthquest...Discipline. Learner. Responsibility. Harmony. Achiever. :p (those of you who know what that is...laugh away)
3. What are 5 of my best achievements so far?
- Cheering up Maul on a bad day
- Succeeding in being a fabulous ZooTeen ;)
- Raising over $200 for church missonaries just by recycling aluminum cans
- Graduating HS
- Getting my drivers license? :p That was quite the achievement for me for sure...
4. Who are the 5 people who love me the most?
This is a silly question since I cannot speak for them...but I would have to say
- Mom
- Ted Ontario
- Sissy
- Bright Eyes
- Italy
5. What 5 things am I looking forward to in the next 7 days?
Ooh, this is the toughest one. . .
- Carnival this afternoon
- Church tomorrow morning
- Bio lab on Thursday
- Going to the Opera with Sissy and KindHeart
- Succeeding in my 2 huge tests and quiz that are on the SAME. DAY.
Hmm, perhaps that shall get easier with practice? It actually took a long time. Makes me realize just how negative my thoughts have been. Well, the start of transfomation has begun. But only because of the love of Christ. :D
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2 Corinthians 3:18
And we all, who with unveiled faces contemplate the Lord’s glory, are being transformed into his image with ever-increasing glory, which comes from the Lord, who is the Spirit.
Romans 12:2
Do not conform to the pattern 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.
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All this positive thinking reminds me of a very dated movie...you may know of it. Pollyanna anyone?
Kinda cheesy, but it WORKS. So think + my friends, and stay on the side of the leaf that collects the sunlight and stays green! :D Much love to you as we thrive in this journey together...
Thursday, March 10, 2011
Chemistry Poem
I awaited the start of another lecture in chemistry class one day, already feeling a down-heartened from the news I received just before regarding a test.
Little did I know the prof was going to promptly arrive and tell us the lecture was devoted to calculus. "If you have never taken calculus you can put your head on your desk and take a little nap. Cause none of this will make any sense to you," he said. "But for those of you who have taken calculus, this will be an example of how it can be used in the real world. If you can call chemistry the real world..."
He mumbled this last phrase.
It made me smile, but also silently cry. "Oh great," I thought. "Another lecture I won't understand. Hey, at least he warned me this time!"
I tried to follow along, taking notes for the most part. Though halfway through I let my mind wander for 30 seconds and found myself scribbling words in the margins of my notebook paper. I suppose you could call it a poem, if you would be so generous.
Well the point is, I promised to show it to Italy. So here you go my friend - you are the English major here, perhaps you can make more sense of it than I... X)
Second Order
Waist deep. Not sure if I'm half in or out.
Jittiring leg with a lead stomach.
Tightening scalp, watery eyes.
Want no one to see me.
Want no one to be me.
Integral to the minus X.
If only my brain could be integrated and not "Xed" out.
Am I making any sense? He sure isn't to me.
Lewit.
I hear ludacris.
Looking with confusion at the scratches made by the chicken.
Red and daunting.
Sympathy. Knowing I can't make it easy on myself.
How. Why.
I'm not perfect.
But neither is Wolfram Alpha!
Then it comes back to me.
Half-life.
Cause I'm only half living...
Decay.
Decompose.
Destroy.
Debunk!
Then perhaps I can half live.
Human scale.
God scale.
I'm diluted.
Middle school amneisa?
Works for my theory.
After 10 there is only 1/10% left.
Yup. Got that covered.
In foil, with a hole for whining substance to escape.
Almost 19 years.
When will the sample be small enough for measuring to be impossible?
You. Tell. Me.
Like the awkwardness of the night or an empty snyders bottle...
Half life. Its a constant.
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Moral Benefits of Wisdom
1 My son, if you accept my words
and store up my commands within you,
2 turning your ear to wisdom
and applying your heart to understanding—
3 indeed, if you call out for insight
and cry aloud for understanding,
4 and if you look for it as for silver
and search for it as for hidden treasure,
5 then you will understand the fear of the LORD
and find the knowledge of God.
6 For the LORD gives wisdom;
from his mouth come knowledge and understanding.
7 He holds success in store for the upright,
he is a shield to those whose walk is blameless,
8 for he guards the course of the just
and protects the way of his faithful ones. 9 Then you will understand what is right and just
and fair—every good path.
10 For wisdom will enter your heart,
and knowledge will be pleasant to your soul.
11 Discretion will protect you,
and understanding will guard you.
Ep. 4:29 Do not let any unwholesome talk come out of your mouths, but only what is helpful for building others up according to their needs, that it may benefit those who listen.
Little did I know the prof was going to promptly arrive and tell us the lecture was devoted to calculus. "If you have never taken calculus you can put your head on your desk and take a little nap. Cause none of this will make any sense to you," he said. "But for those of you who have taken calculus, this will be an example of how it can be used in the real world. If you can call chemistry the real world..."
He mumbled this last phrase.
It made me smile, but also silently cry. "Oh great," I thought. "Another lecture I won't understand. Hey, at least he warned me this time!"
I tried to follow along, taking notes for the most part. Though halfway through I let my mind wander for 30 seconds and found myself scribbling words in the margins of my notebook paper. I suppose you could call it a poem, if you would be so generous.
Well the point is, I promised to show it to Italy. So here you go my friend - you are the English major here, perhaps you can make more sense of it than I... X)
Second Order
Waist deep. Not sure if I'm half in or out.
Jittiring leg with a lead stomach.
Tightening scalp, watery eyes.
Want no one to see me.
Want no one to be me.
Integral to the minus X.
If only my brain could be integrated and not "Xed" out.
Am I making any sense? He sure isn't to me.
Lewit.
I hear ludacris.
Looking with confusion at the scratches made by the chicken.
Red and daunting.
Sympathy. Knowing I can't make it easy on myself.
How. Why.
I'm not perfect.
But neither is Wolfram Alpha!
Then it comes back to me.
Half-life.
Cause I'm only half living...
Decay.
Decompose.
Destroy.
Debunk!
Then perhaps I can half live.
Human scale.
God scale.
I'm diluted.
Middle school amneisa?
Works for my theory.
After 10 there is only 1/10% left.
Yup. Got that covered.
In foil, with a hole for whining substance to escape.
Almost 19 years.
When will the sample be small enough for measuring to be impossible?
You. Tell. Me.
Like the awkwardness of the night or an empty snyders bottle...
Half life. Its a constant.
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Here is a piece of a true poem for you, one that I enjoy and is far better than the former...
Proverbs 2Moral Benefits of Wisdom
1 My son, if you accept my words
and store up my commands within you,
2 turning your ear to wisdom
and applying your heart to understanding—
3 indeed, if you call out for insight
and cry aloud for understanding,
4 and if you look for it as for silver
and search for it as for hidden treasure,
5 then you will understand the fear of the LORD
and find the knowledge of God.
6 For the LORD gives wisdom;
from his mouth come knowledge and understanding.
7 He holds success in store for the upright,
he is a shield to those whose walk is blameless,
8 for he guards the course of the just
and protects the way of his faithful ones. 9 Then you will understand what is right and just
and fair—every good path.
10 For wisdom will enter your heart,
and knowledge will be pleasant to your soul.
11 Discretion will protect you,
and understanding will guard you.
Ep. 4:29 Do not let any unwholesome talk come out of your mouths, but only what is helpful for building others up according to their needs, that it may benefit those who listen.
Monday, March 7, 2011
Sydney Needs You Lord - Every Hour
Lord, I am super sad for my girls. Those two precious sweet things that I nannied for over the summer...their parents and dog too...I love them so much. It makes me want to cry after visiting them today. You see, little Sydney was diagnosed with lukemia a few months ago. Have been praying for her ever since, and her family too. Yet not as much as I should be praying. SO many incredible stories already of how God is working in their lives! I want to witness to them so very much. They are catholic, not sure if they are truly saved or not. Hard to know when they are so ritualistic about religion. I really wanna know more about catholics and what they believe. Italy talks about it a lot, and it sparks my interest as well.
Prone to wander Lord I feel my heart is. Prone to leave you Lord - whom I love!
I want for little Sydney to be well. To not be sick. I want her family to not have to see her going through such a hard time. I want to be able to help! I hadn't been able to visit since Christmas. I missed them so much.
Its hard seeing little Sydney not herself. She is the most hyper little 4 yr old you ever did meet. Quite the character. Boy Oh Boy could I tell you stories. After recieving her 1st communion and asked by her mother what it felt like having Jesus so close, Sydney's response was: "well frankly mom, Jesus felt a little dry." BAH HA! It is only funny cause I know she does understand what communion is. As much as can be expected from one so young.
She is responding well to the kemo (how do you SPELL that?) After a spritual encounter with what her mother thinks was angel, the next day the doctors found no more cancer cells in her blood. Praise God!! So now they are just using intense stuff to rid it from the marrow. :\
She is remaining positive through it all! "Kick it in the butt!" she says as her mother hands me a bag full of rubber braclets to pass out in rememberance to pray. "For sure!" I respond with a smile.
Sigh.
I wish there was something more I could do...
I love them so much and have faith she shall beat this cancer and LIVE! No doubts in my mind about that. It is just hard to see my second family going through so much hardship and struggle. I know how it is. Not with cancer personally, but quite the similar health stresses. Its hard. It hurts. And I wanna cry. But I remember that God is with them and shall help them gain the victory! We need you Lord to be with little Syndey and her fam. Comfort them that all is well. Bless them with your peace and courage that they SHALL make it through! The end is not so afar off....
Psalm 31:9
Be merciful to me, LORD, for I am in distress; my eyes grow weak with sorrow, my soul and body with grief.
Deuteronomy 31:6
Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid or terrified because of them, for the LORD your God goes with you; he will never leave you nor forsake you.”
Acts 3:16
By faith in the name of Jesus, this man whom you see and know was made strong. It is Jesus’ name and the faith that comes through him that has completely healed him, as you can all see
May we say that faith in our savior Jesus Christ has made her well! He is our Jehovah-Rapha.
Sunday, March 6, 2011
I am home...if only in my dreams.
I sit in a almost dark room listening to my little sis's annoying Christmas music. Yes, in March. Somehow she listens to it as she sleeps? I never understand how people fall asleep listening to music. It keeps me awake. :s
So my family is frustrating. It tears my heart out to see and hear them gossip, argue, and just plain HATE each other. WE ARE FAMILY FOR GOODNESS SAKE!! (Can I say that? Goodness sake? Sorrwy if not Christian enough for yah.) WHHHYYYYYYYY?!?!?!?!?!!
:(
I want to make it better. But my mom is not happy with me right now. You see, my older sister goes to college too. Same one. (Shall have to tell that story later...) She lives at home. I don't. I have always wanted to live in the dorms. So I did/do. I guess she is having troubles "cutting the apron strings" as they say. I even act like I am older. I am even taller. :) Hehe.
But seriously, I want to have a good relationship with everyone in my family. It just seems like mom is always mad at me, which makes me annoyed, and gets ME mad at HER. Sigh. Then the situation causes me to become mad at myself and all disappointed and down-heartened because her argued points sometimes make sense or cause me to question my motives. Perhaps I should just not tell her anything I do, think, or say anymore. That will solve it. . .NOT.
Do you remember when it used to be cool to be sarcastic and then say "not"? I liked that. It helped me understand sarcasm. Haha, I seriously DON'T get it anymore. Kinda funny. For others anyways. They laugh at me. I smile at them. It works I guess.
I never like to bring friends home or tell my mom about my friends anymore because she never approves of my choices. I think they are wonderful people! Super godly and blessed with amazing personalities and smartness. The only friend she likes of mine is Katana. Honest to goodness, I cannot remember another friend she approved of except for 3rd grade Rachel whom I am not in contact with any longer. It makes me feel like a rotten daughter for thinking so lowly of my mother. I respect her a lot. She has good insight into people and spiritual matters for the most part. She is far more mature than I. She is older than I. I should listen to her, yes? But I often do not. She calls me naive. Hits the nail on the head with that one - I totally am. Sigh.
I hate gossip. It rips a family apart! I hate how we all go to different churches. Especially that mom and dad don't go together. They haven't for years now. Don't even remember the last time we all went to a church together twice in a row. Not to mention the same church twice in a row! Seems like Dad and Ted have picked one again. Sigh.
Why do people have to be so...so...so...FICKLE. Hmm? WHY. I just wanna fix it all.
God, please put your thumb print on my family.
No more pins stuck in it to deal with later.
No bolting out of heavy situations.
Nope, we need a solution.
Not of SCN and NaCl.
A solution of peace and harmony with the life giving water of your salvation.
We need to be saved from the light talk of daily to-dos, and draw into the density of your love and bread of life.
That tasty treat of gossip pinches.
It sinks like a gator tooth into my skin.
Pencil lead that cannot be removed.
Slowly poisoning me with the fact that graphite is not detrimental.
But the truth is it lingers.
It ferments. Just like communion wine. They both symbolize death.
One brings results!
They can be typed up on a page...but only those that are LIVED out matter.
Matter you say? Def: something that takes up space.
Well, gossip is taking up space in my life. Its consuming me.
Its putting more pressure than 66 bars. More than 70+ meters of water.
I don't want the pressure equalized. I JUST WANT IT GONE.
G.O.N.E. Get Off. Never Ever COME BACK.
Nothing can eat you up like a juicy slice of dissent. A sweet taste of misery. A chewy bite of frustration.
It all leads to gossip...and death.
D.E.A.T.H. doing evil and then hell.
Well those are my thoughts for the moment. If you ever make sense of them, text me sometime and explain them to me will you? Thanks friend.
When I come home...I am concerned I may not find you as I want you to be...
2 Corinthians 12:20
For I am afraid that when I come I may not find you as I want you to be, and you may not find me as you want me to be. I fear that there may be discord, jealousy, fits of rage, selfish ambition, slander, gossip, arrogance and disorder.
The sad thing is...that is usually how I find you.
*prays*
So my family is frustrating. It tears my heart out to see and hear them gossip, argue, and just plain HATE each other. WE ARE FAMILY FOR GOODNESS SAKE!! (Can I say that? Goodness sake? Sorrwy if not Christian enough for yah.) WHHHYYYYYYYY?!?!?!?!?!!
:(
I want to make it better. But my mom is not happy with me right now. You see, my older sister goes to college too. Same one. (Shall have to tell that story later...) She lives at home. I don't. I have always wanted to live in the dorms. So I did/do. I guess she is having troubles "cutting the apron strings" as they say. I even act like I am older. I am even taller. :) Hehe.
But seriously, I want to have a good relationship with everyone in my family. It just seems like mom is always mad at me, which makes me annoyed, and gets ME mad at HER. Sigh. Then the situation causes me to become mad at myself and all disappointed and down-heartened because her argued points sometimes make sense or cause me to question my motives. Perhaps I should just not tell her anything I do, think, or say anymore. That will solve it. . .NOT.
Do you remember when it used to be cool to be sarcastic and then say "not"? I liked that. It helped me understand sarcasm. Haha, I seriously DON'T get it anymore. Kinda funny. For others anyways. They laugh at me. I smile at them. It works I guess.
I never like to bring friends home or tell my mom about my friends anymore because she never approves of my choices. I think they are wonderful people! Super godly and blessed with amazing personalities and smartness. The only friend she likes of mine is Katana. Honest to goodness, I cannot remember another friend she approved of except for 3rd grade Rachel whom I am not in contact with any longer. It makes me feel like a rotten daughter for thinking so lowly of my mother. I respect her a lot. She has good insight into people and spiritual matters for the most part. She is far more mature than I. She is older than I. I should listen to her, yes? But I often do not. She calls me naive. Hits the nail on the head with that one - I totally am. Sigh.
I hate gossip. It rips a family apart! I hate how we all go to different churches. Especially that mom and dad don't go together. They haven't for years now. Don't even remember the last time we all went to a church together twice in a row. Not to mention the same church twice in a row! Seems like Dad and Ted have picked one again. Sigh.
Why do people have to be so...so...so...FICKLE. Hmm? WHY. I just wanna fix it all.
God, please put your thumb print on my family.
No more pins stuck in it to deal with later.
No bolting out of heavy situations.
Nope, we need a solution.
Not of SCN and NaCl.
A solution of peace and harmony with the life giving water of your salvation.
We need to be saved from the light talk of daily to-dos, and draw into the density of your love and bread of life.
That tasty treat of gossip pinches.
It sinks like a gator tooth into my skin.
Pencil lead that cannot be removed.
Slowly poisoning me with the fact that graphite is not detrimental.
But the truth is it lingers.
It ferments. Just like communion wine. They both symbolize death.
One brings results!
They can be typed up on a page...but only those that are LIVED out matter.
Matter you say? Def: something that takes up space.
Well, gossip is taking up space in my life. Its consuming me.
Its putting more pressure than 66 bars. More than 70+ meters of water.
I don't want the pressure equalized. I JUST WANT IT GONE.
G.O.N.E. Get Off. Never Ever COME BACK.
Nothing can eat you up like a juicy slice of dissent. A sweet taste of misery. A chewy bite of frustration.
It all leads to gossip...and death.
D.E.A.T.H. doing evil and then hell.
Well those are my thoughts for the moment. If you ever make sense of them, text me sometime and explain them to me will you? Thanks friend.
When I come home...I am concerned I may not find you as I want you to be...
2 Corinthians 12:20
For I am afraid that when I come I may not find you as I want you to be, and you may not find me as you want me to be. I fear that there may be discord, jealousy, fits of rage, selfish ambition, slander, gossip, arrogance and disorder.
The sad thing is...that is usually how I find you.
*prays*
Sir Laugh-A-Lot
So Ted's friend Mt Dew came over today. He is loud, obnoxious, and an awesome friend to Ted. I am glad he has him. Anyways, he started telling jokes today after they were done watching the NASCAR race. The jokes were HILARIOUS!!!!!! Seriously, this dude could be a comedian. Or youth pastor. Either or, yah know. LOL. So I shall attempt to retell one, though it isn't as funny as in person when you can make it all dramatic. Here goes. . .
One day it was getting particularly crowded in heaven, so God decided to only let in anyone who had a REALLY bad day when they died. Peter stood at the gate as usual, asking each person to step forward and explain what happened when they died.
Peter said to the first man to come to the gate, "Tell me about the day you died."
"OK, so it was really awful! I heard my wife was having an affair, so I came home from work early to catch her in the act. I searched all around my apartment, but could find no one! So I went out onto the balcony (I live on the 25th floor you see) and there was a man hanging off the edge!"
"I went back inside, promptly grabbing a hammer, and returned to crush the tips of his fingers. He fell, but into some bushes. So I took my fridge and pushed it over the edge of the balcony. It landed on top of him, crushing him. The shock from pushing the fridge gave me a heart attack, and I died."
Peter admitted that was quite the bad day, so he let the man into heaven.
Peter asked the second man,"how was the day you died?"
"Oh it was horrible!" the man said, "I was doing aerobics on my 26th floor apartment balcony when I twisted my ankle and fell! Fortunately, I was able to catch hold of the balcony below. But then some idiot came out and started hitting my hands with a hammer!! I couldn't hold on, so I fell (luckily there were some bushes below) only to have a fridge fall on top of me! It crushed me and I died."
Peter laughed quietly to himself thinking, "Wow, I could really start to like my job!" He let this man in too.
He continued by asking the third man, "How did you die?"
The man replied, "Picture this...I was naked. Hiding inside a refridgerator..."
BAH HAHA!!
Totally pulling this out of context but...
Gen. 21:6
“God has brought me laughter, and everyone who hears about this will laugh with me.”
Psalm 37:13
but the Lord laughs at the wicked, for he knows their day is coming.
One day it was getting particularly crowded in heaven, so God decided to only let in anyone who had a REALLY bad day when they died. Peter stood at the gate as usual, asking each person to step forward and explain what happened when they died.
Peter said to the first man to come to the gate, "Tell me about the day you died."
"OK, so it was really awful! I heard my wife was having an affair, so I came home from work early to catch her in the act. I searched all around my apartment, but could find no one! So I went out onto the balcony (I live on the 25th floor you see) and there was a man hanging off the edge!"
"I went back inside, promptly grabbing a hammer, and returned to crush the tips of his fingers. He fell, but into some bushes. So I took my fridge and pushed it over the edge of the balcony. It landed on top of him, crushing him. The shock from pushing the fridge gave me a heart attack, and I died."
Peter admitted that was quite the bad day, so he let the man into heaven.
Peter asked the second man,"how was the day you died?"
"Oh it was horrible!" the man said, "I was doing aerobics on my 26th floor apartment balcony when I twisted my ankle and fell! Fortunately, I was able to catch hold of the balcony below. But then some idiot came out and started hitting my hands with a hammer!! I couldn't hold on, so I fell (luckily there were some bushes below) only to have a fridge fall on top of me! It crushed me and I died."
Peter laughed quietly to himself thinking, "Wow, I could really start to like my job!" He let this man in too.
He continued by asking the third man, "How did you die?"
The man replied, "Picture this...I was naked. Hiding inside a refridgerator..."
BAH HAHA!!
Totally pulling this out of context but...
Gen. 21:6
“God has brought me laughter, and everyone who hears about this will laugh with me.”
Psalm 37:13
but the Lord laughs at the wicked, for he knows their day is coming.
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