Yes, I am a nerd because I am posting just to say
YAY BECAUSE MY BOY IS COMING IN 16 HOURS AND 39 MINUTES (approximately)!!!
But really, who's counting?
:: happy girl ::
Goodnight!
Tuesday, October 25, 2005
Sunday, October 23, 2005
Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest
Matthew 11:28
For the first weekend in what feels like a *very* long time, I've taken time to rest. Granted, I've still spent time doing homework and not-necessarily-pleasure reading, but I'm moving toward something. I can feel the Lord calling me to a Sabbath, and it's something that's going to take a little getting used to. I've become so accustomed to simply moving onto the next in the endless string of assignments dangling in front of me, the piles of books to wade through, and all the other committments of college life. But it hit me the other day.
In the midst of fulfilling all of my obligations, I've been missing out on my life.
While I make lists of what, when, and where and check them off as if I'm accomplishing something, the things I'm missing are the infinitely important questions of why, and for Whom? I'm forced to ask myself whether all of the *things* I'm doing are being done for me, or for Him. For His glory. For His honor. For His kingdom.
So today I finally stopped to smell the roses. Well, actually, it was a carnation. But it worked.
It beckoned me back to beauty, back to joy... back to Him.
And I don't want to go back.
He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High will rest in the shadow of the Almighty
Psalm 91:1
Matthew 11:28
For the first weekend in what feels like a *very* long time, I've taken time to rest. Granted, I've still spent time doing homework and not-necessarily-pleasure reading, but I'm moving toward something. I can feel the Lord calling me to a Sabbath, and it's something that's going to take a little getting used to. I've become so accustomed to simply moving onto the next in the endless string of assignments dangling in front of me, the piles of books to wade through, and all the other committments of college life. But it hit me the other day.
In the midst of fulfilling all of my obligations, I've been missing out on my life.
While I make lists of what, when, and where and check them off as if I'm accomplishing something, the things I'm missing are the infinitely important questions of why, and for Whom? I'm forced to ask myself whether all of the *things* I'm doing are being done for me, or for Him. For His glory. For His honor. For His kingdom.
So today I finally stopped to smell the roses. Well, actually, it was a carnation. But it worked.
It beckoned me back to beauty, back to joy... back to Him.
And I don't want to go back.
He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High will rest in the shadow of the Almighty
Psalm 91:1
Monday, October 03, 2005
Senior Slump?
Well, I've *almost posted* about three times now... I guess maybe the third time's the charm.
Or something like that.
Sorry for the hiatus, folks. If you're still checking this thing, bless your heart, you're about as resilient as my fish. Speaking of GGC III (Jorge) and Killer, if you haven't yet heard my "freeway fish" story, you really are missing out. It's full of hilarity and great for re-enactments. With a story like this one, I'm sure to be the hit (or the excruciating miss) of cocktail parties everywhere. I suppose I'll have to cross my fingers and hope for the best.
At this point, I really don't have that much to say.
I apologize for depriving my ever-growing fan club of their greatly anticipated updates. But you know, sometimes life gets in the way. Sometimes life gets in the way and stays there for a while. Sometimes... lots of things.
I guess before I end this post, though, I'd like to thank anyone and everyone who has prayed for my grandfather over the past week. Acknowledgment and acceptance of his surgeries, rapid decline, and death are still hitting me gradually... the reality hasn't quite set in yet. I'm sure a certain realization will come with time, but for now, I'm still waiting for the shock to settle.
I ate lunch with him last weekend and told him I'd see him in October.
I saw him the morning of October 1st.
But he didn't see me.
I know that the Lord has a plan, and that His will is perfect. Who am I to ask the God of the Universe "why?" ? His ways are above my capacity to perceive or comprehend, and he is soveriegn over every detail of every life. In His infinite compassion, the Lord allowed me to share my grandpa's last real weekend with him, and He enabled me to be with my family at the time of my grandpa's death. These are mercies I will not soon forget.
And as painful as it is to lose someone so dear, there is peace in the knowledge that my Father in Heaven knows my pain, he feels my pain, and it pains him as well. Because he loves me more than I can ever know... and he will not abandon me. He will remove my sack cloth and clothe me with joy, that I may sing to him.
And I will not be silent.
Has God forgotten to be merciful? Has he in anger withheld his compassion?" Selah
Then I thought, "To this I will appeal: the years of the right hand of the Most High."
I will remember the deeds of the Lord; yes, I will remember your miracles of long ago.
I will meditate on all your works and consider all your mighty deeds.
Your ways, O God, are holy. What god is so great as our God?
Psalm 77:9-13
Well, I've *almost posted* about three times now... I guess maybe the third time's the charm.
Or something like that.
Sorry for the hiatus, folks. If you're still checking this thing, bless your heart, you're about as resilient as my fish. Speaking of GGC III (Jorge) and Killer, if you haven't yet heard my "freeway fish" story, you really are missing out. It's full of hilarity and great for re-enactments. With a story like this one, I'm sure to be the hit (or the excruciating miss) of cocktail parties everywhere. I suppose I'll have to cross my fingers and hope for the best.
At this point, I really don't have that much to say.
I apologize for depriving my ever-growing fan club of their greatly anticipated updates. But you know, sometimes life gets in the way. Sometimes life gets in the way and stays there for a while. Sometimes... lots of things.
I guess before I end this post, though, I'd like to thank anyone and everyone who has prayed for my grandfather over the past week. Acknowledgment and acceptance of his surgeries, rapid decline, and death are still hitting me gradually... the reality hasn't quite set in yet. I'm sure a certain realization will come with time, but for now, I'm still waiting for the shock to settle.
I ate lunch with him last weekend and told him I'd see him in October.
I saw him the morning of October 1st.
But he didn't see me.
I know that the Lord has a plan, and that His will is perfect. Who am I to ask the God of the Universe "why?" ? His ways are above my capacity to perceive or comprehend, and he is soveriegn over every detail of every life. In His infinite compassion, the Lord allowed me to share my grandpa's last real weekend with him, and He enabled me to be with my family at the time of my grandpa's death. These are mercies I will not soon forget.
And as painful as it is to lose someone so dear, there is peace in the knowledge that my Father in Heaven knows my pain, he feels my pain, and it pains him as well. Because he loves me more than I can ever know... and he will not abandon me. He will remove my sack cloth and clothe me with joy, that I may sing to him.
And I will not be silent.
Has God forgotten to be merciful? Has he in anger withheld his compassion?" Selah
Then I thought, "To this I will appeal: the years of the right hand of the Most High."
I will remember the deeds of the Lord; yes, I will remember your miracles of long ago.
I will meditate on all your works and consider all your mighty deeds.
Your ways, O God, are holy. What god is so great as our God?
Psalm 77:9-13