So Im reading The Importance of Being Foolish and I wanted to email you something I read today. It struck me.
In the winter of 1952, during some of the heaviest combat of the Korean War, two Marine corporals were crouched in the bunker of a foward observation post some one hundred yards inside enemy lines. Jack Robison and Tim Casey had been friends for almost a year. They met in ammunition-demolition school in Quantico, Virginia, went on furlough together, then traveled on to Camp Pedleton, California, for advanced infrantry training. Their regiment had arrived in Pusan in the fall of 1951.
It was a little after midnight, and a light snow was falling. Huddled in the bunker, the two were passing a cigarette back and forth when a hand grenade, lobbed by an undetected North Korean twenty-five yards north of their position, landed squarely between them. Casey spotted it first. He nonchalantly flicked the butt aside and fell on the grenade. It detonated instantly, but Casey's stomach absorbed the explosion. He winked at Robinson and rolled over dead.
Theres a second half to the story if you want it. I will probably send it to you later when I have more time. It totally blew my mind.
Love ya
alison
Thursday, January 12, 2006
Monday, January 09, 2006
The world
The world in its promisicuous way has offerend the man a life of existance,
the world has taken the man's sorrow and turned into distractions of lust and romance,
the world has knowingly destroyed the man's spirit,
and yet the man returns.
the world has taken the man's sorrow and turned into distractions of lust and romance,
the world has knowingly destroyed the man's spirit,
and yet the man returns.
Saturday, January 07, 2006
A student doing graduate work at the University of Paris.
"To me a Christian is either a man who lives in Christ or a phony. You Christians do not appreciate that it is on this-the almost external testimony that it is of God-that we judge you. You ought to radiate Christ. Your faith ought to tflow out to us like a river of life. You ought to infect us with a loe for him. It is then tha tGod who was impossible becomes possible for the atheist and for those of us whose faith is wavering. We cannot help being struck, upset, and confused by a Christian who is truly Christlike. And we do not forgive him when he fails to be."
Cardinal Emmanuel Suhard wrote in 1947-
"The great mark of a Christian is what no other characteristic can replace, namely the example of a life which can only be explained in terms of God"
Cardinal Emmanuel Suhard wrote in 1947-
"The great mark of a Christian is what no other characteristic can replace, namely the example of a life which can only be explained in terms of God"
Wednesday, January 04, 2006
Miscommunication
w So IM painting again. Which I don't mind because frankly I like to paint. It's very relaxing and relieves stress.
Let me clarify what I paint...Walls, ceilings, and the occasional closets which have been the focus of my last endeavors.
So I am told by my mother to paint three closet doors and one regular door, however she misinformed me about these closet doors. Now if you have ever painted a closet door you understand that they can be mighty difficult things to deal with.
That is closet doors sometimes are seen as understatements by most unless you are painting them and then you realize that they are quite different animals. You must see because getting inside a closet being my size with things still in a closet is quite a feat and expedition. It took me a good hour to paint one side of these dastardly closet doors.
So I painted the inside and outside of the inside of a pair of closet doors which required me to; take all of the coats our of the closet tape the floor inside the closet and out and put a sheet over the remaining things in the closet.
So then my mother comes home to me, covered in paint because I kept bumping into one pair of wet closet doors as I was painting the other closet doors on the inside of the closet, and laughs. She just starts laughing like I am Chris Rock and she is in the blooming audience.
And then it comes. "You didn't have to paint the inside of the closet doors!" Oh the laughter we both shared.
So this little tidbit of my life shows just one instance of miscommunication that I live in on a daily basis.
Let me clarify what I paint...Walls, ceilings, and the occasional closets which have been the focus of my last endeavors.
So I am told by my mother to paint three closet doors and one regular door, however she misinformed me about these closet doors. Now if you have ever painted a closet door you understand that they can be mighty difficult things to deal with.
That is closet doors sometimes are seen as understatements by most unless you are painting them and then you realize that they are quite different animals. You must see because getting inside a closet being my size with things still in a closet is quite a feat and expedition. It took me a good hour to paint one side of these dastardly closet doors.
So I painted the inside and outside of the inside of a pair of closet doors which required me to; take all of the coats our of the closet tape the floor inside the closet and out and put a sheet over the remaining things in the closet.
So then my mother comes home to me, covered in paint because I kept bumping into one pair of wet closet doors as I was painting the other closet doors on the inside of the closet, and laughs. She just starts laughing like I am Chris Rock and she is in the blooming audience.
And then it comes. "You didn't have to paint the inside of the closet doors!" Oh the laughter we both shared.
So this little tidbit of my life shows just one instance of miscommunication that I live in on a daily basis.
Friday, December 30, 2005
Love songs suck
So I have recently come to the conclusion that love songs suck.
I will tell you why;
Love songs put ideas in girls heads. They listen to the love song and fantazise about their boyfriends, their weddings, how their going to live the rest of their lives in merry matromony.
So after a period of listening to these loves songs they become adhearatly obssessed with love. They talk to their friends about it and if they have a boyfriend they suddenly want the relationship to move to the next level= Saying those three little words.
After these individuals have accomplished this task they continue to listen to these loves songs and then they move the relationship to an even closer level until finally they are engaged and have set a date.
Which happens that the friends they used to talk about love to now are sounding boards to everything going on in the relationship and the wedding. Which being always a friend pushes the level of really wanting to get rid of the girl that is getting married because one knows that there is more to life than just marriage and spelling corrections. The friend of the bride is patient and decides not to terminate the relationship becuase they have been friends for a long time.
Well in the end the bride gets married moves and never talks to the friends she used to have or live out any of her goals.
This is the end result of love songs. They should all be banned and taken off the radio.
I will tell you why;
Love songs put ideas in girls heads. They listen to the love song and fantazise about their boyfriends, their weddings, how their going to live the rest of their lives in merry matromony.
So after a period of listening to these loves songs they become adhearatly obssessed with love. They talk to their friends about it and if they have a boyfriend they suddenly want the relationship to move to the next level= Saying those three little words.
After these individuals have accomplished this task they continue to listen to these loves songs and then they move the relationship to an even closer level until finally they are engaged and have set a date.
Which happens that the friends they used to talk about love to now are sounding boards to everything going on in the relationship and the wedding. Which being always a friend pushes the level of really wanting to get rid of the girl that is getting married because one knows that there is more to life than just marriage and spelling corrections. The friend of the bride is patient and decides not to terminate the relationship becuase they have been friends for a long time.
Well in the end the bride gets married moves and never talks to the friends she used to have or live out any of her goals.
This is the end result of love songs. They should all be banned and taken off the radio.
Monday, December 26, 2005
Another weird dream
So this dream happened to me last night and was probably the most symbolistic weird dreams I have ever had.
It all happened in my highschool gym(which makes some sense). It was dark and their were people with weird voices surrounding three of us. There was also a mountain dew machine there in front of us. The leader of the group had horns and a raspy voice and was wondering if we would jump into the machine. He stated that it would change my life forever.
But suddenly I looked up and at the top of the bleachers there were these people. They were all dressed in white and there was a lot of light. I recognized them all becuase they all had deeply impacted my life for Christ. They watched but didn't say a word.
I hopped in the machine out of rebellion. It started spinning around and around and one of my good friends from high school was in it with me. It got darker and darker and suddenly there was an opening at the top so we all stuck our hands up and then the machine faded away. We were all surrounded by people cheering and sneering at us. We were in pitch darkness except for a red thin light that came from the side of the room. We were being tossed and turned and pushed and shoved through this large amount of bodies.
The light people were still watching from the top of the bleachers. Some of them were wandering to and fro.
And then suddenly the leader's raspy voice yelled out that we could never return.
Then I woke up. Any comments?
It all happened in my highschool gym(which makes some sense). It was dark and their were people with weird voices surrounding three of us. There was also a mountain dew machine there in front of us. The leader of the group had horns and a raspy voice and was wondering if we would jump into the machine. He stated that it would change my life forever.
But suddenly I looked up and at the top of the bleachers there were these people. They were all dressed in white and there was a lot of light. I recognized them all becuase they all had deeply impacted my life for Christ. They watched but didn't say a word.
I hopped in the machine out of rebellion. It started spinning around and around and one of my good friends from high school was in it with me. It got darker and darker and suddenly there was an opening at the top so we all stuck our hands up and then the machine faded away. We were all surrounded by people cheering and sneering at us. We were in pitch darkness except for a red thin light that came from the side of the room. We were being tossed and turned and pushed and shoved through this large amount of bodies.
The light people were still watching from the top of the bleachers. Some of them were wandering to and fro.
And then suddenly the leader's raspy voice yelled out that we could never return.
Then I woke up. Any comments?
Monday, December 19, 2005
God's Love
This is what Im am about; God's love. The greatness of God is embodied by this idea in my life. The abudunce of God is instilled in me in this idea. Yet I have only tasted God's love on my lips a few times, those times, those moments, have shown me that God is tangible and real. That God is about love and loving people.
That God's reckless love started with Adam and Eve. He gave them free will. Free choice...the choice of understanding, and it ends with us through Jesus. God knew us and came to our level by creating love, by being love.
Jesus, the son of God. The understatement of God. The over statement of Humanity. The breath in my lungs the fire in my viens, the instrument of love the tool of adversity, the theory of understanding the misunderstood, and the clarity of the muck of humanity. Jesus has never been clearer to me and never been so misundstood.
I believe in this God who was so in love with me and with the people of this world that he gave me Jesus. The sacrifice of God to God. The rasom, the bounty, the paid price on my behalf.
That tortured souls may be set free, that hearts that are broken may be mended, that the strength of human kind may be lifted unto God, that polluted minds may be cleared.
I believe in a God who is love. Who, What, How, Why, When, -love. This is what my life strives to be. To be an ambassodor for Christ, to love when I can only breath, to live when I can only exist, to move when I can only lay, and to understand when all of my realizations have failed. To carry the cross for Christ as a torch, a flame, in a darkened world.
THIS-Love-JESUS- is why I live, is why I breath, is why I speak. I am a broken and flawed vessel but I hide my brokeness in my Lord. In my KING. So that I may take my mission and run to where I need to run, but return quickly so that I may bask in the presence of my king.
That I may bow down before the king and become only his so that I may dine with him at the table of the unkown and unheard. That I may be in HIM.
The Love of my life and the Savior of the known world.
That God's reckless love started with Adam and Eve. He gave them free will. Free choice...the choice of understanding, and it ends with us through Jesus. God knew us and came to our level by creating love, by being love.
Jesus, the son of God. The understatement of God. The over statement of Humanity. The breath in my lungs the fire in my viens, the instrument of love the tool of adversity, the theory of understanding the misunderstood, and the clarity of the muck of humanity. Jesus has never been clearer to me and never been so misundstood.
I believe in this God who was so in love with me and with the people of this world that he gave me Jesus. The sacrifice of God to God. The rasom, the bounty, the paid price on my behalf.
That tortured souls may be set free, that hearts that are broken may be mended, that the strength of human kind may be lifted unto God, that polluted minds may be cleared.
I believe in a God who is love. Who, What, How, Why, When, -love. This is what my life strives to be. To be an ambassodor for Christ, to love when I can only breath, to live when I can only exist, to move when I can only lay, and to understand when all of my realizations have failed. To carry the cross for Christ as a torch, a flame, in a darkened world.
THIS-Love-JESUS- is why I live, is why I breath, is why I speak. I am a broken and flawed vessel but I hide my brokeness in my Lord. In my KING. So that I may take my mission and run to where I need to run, but return quickly so that I may bask in the presence of my king.
That I may bow down before the king and become only his so that I may dine with him at the table of the unkown and unheard. That I may be in HIM.
The Love of my life and the Savior of the known world.
Monday, December 12, 2005
the big hill
As I trucked up the hill for the first time I noticed some things; my noise hairs becoming frozed, the beating of my heart jumping up and down in my chest, and the hay barrels on the side of the hill so that one could not slip climbing up.
As I reached the top I looked at the surrounding area and as my eyes search the bottem of the hill I got a sense of hesitation. As the thoughts raced though my mind one came through loud and clear... You couLD GeT HuRT!
Then suddenly my friends had a great idea. We had three sleds. Two cylinder sleds and one two person sled. We created a train. We all held each others leg and since I was in the middle I figured I would be safe. We started sliding down and my eyes continued to open and close as we flew over the bumps in the hill.
And then suddenly I felt my leg run into something and then I was suddenly in the air. I finally hit the ground after it felt like hours, and I realized I couldn't move my leg. Being the usaully calm person I continued to remind myself to keep breathing and to wait for the pain to go away. After like seven minutes the pain slowly went down and I could get up and walk around. The pain being numbed away as I got into the car....
I always have a bad experience when I find myself involving a hill, snow and a sled/skis.
As I reached the top I looked at the surrounding area and as my eyes search the bottem of the hill I got a sense of hesitation. As the thoughts raced though my mind one came through loud and clear... You couLD GeT HuRT!
Then suddenly my friends had a great idea. We had three sleds. Two cylinder sleds and one two person sled. We created a train. We all held each others leg and since I was in the middle I figured I would be safe. We started sliding down and my eyes continued to open and close as we flew over the bumps in the hill.
And then suddenly I felt my leg run into something and then I was suddenly in the air. I finally hit the ground after it felt like hours, and I realized I couldn't move my leg. Being the usaully calm person I continued to remind myself to keep breathing and to wait for the pain to go away. After like seven minutes the pain slowly went down and I could get up and walk around. The pain being numbed away as I got into the car....
I always have a bad experience when I find myself involving a hill, snow and a sled/skis.
Thursday, December 08, 2005
this song
So I usually never put songs on my blog cause I think it's just a little cheesy but I really liked this one....it kind of struck a chord.
i'm just so tired wont you sing me to sleep
and fly through my dreams
so i can hitch a ride with you tonight and get away from this place
have a new name and face i just aint the same without you in my life
late night drives, all alone in my car i can't help but start singing lines from all our favorite songs
and melodies in the air singin life just aint fair sometimes i still just can't believe you're gone
and im sure the view from heaven beats the hell out of mine here and if we all believe in heaven, maybe we'll make it through one more year down here
feel your fire,when its cold in my heart and things sorta start remindin' me of my last night with you i only need one more day just one more chance to say
i wish that i had gone up with you too
and i'm sure the view from heaven beats the hell out of mine here
and if we all believe in heaven maybe we'll make it through one more year
down here
you wont be comin' back and i didn't get to say goodbye i really wish i got to say goodbye
and im sure the view from heaven beats the hell out of mine here and if we all believe in heaven maybe we'll make it through one more year i hope that all is well in heaven cuz its all shot to hell down here
i hope that i find you in heaven cuz i'm so...lost without you down here you wont be coming back and i didn't get to say goodbye i really wish i got to say gooooodbye
Wednesday, December 07, 2005
taking risks
I settle to often and to much...In a lot of things, in relationships, in ministry, in my life, in my dreams.... I need to risk more. I need to leap more. I need to stop focusing on what takes me from good to great. I need to think of what is beyond great...
Tuesday, December 06, 2005
My roommate
My roommate tries to sufficate me during the night. She has been unsuccessful twice. And she also sings to me and acts like nothing is going on but I know what she is up to. She put a sign over my desk that has my name crossed out.
Suspicous?
I say yes
Suspicous?
I say yes
Sunday, December 04, 2005
Let it Go
Let it Go...By T. D. Jakes
There are people who can, and will, walk away from you.And hear me when I tell you this!When people can walk away from you: let them walk.I don't want you to try to talk another person into staying with you, lovingyou, calling you, caring about you,coming to see you, staying attached to you.I mean hang up the phone.When people can walk away from you let them walkYour destiny is never tied to anybody that left.The bible said that, they came out from us that it might be made manifestthat they were not for us. For had they beenof us,no doubt they would have continued with us.
[1 John 2:19]People leave you because they are not joined to you.And if they are not joined to you, you can't make them stay.Let them go.And it doesn't mean that they are a bad person it just means that their partin the story is over. And you've got toknow when people's part in your story is over so that you don't keep tryingto raise the dead.You've got to know when it's dead.You've got to know when it's over. Let me tell you something. I've got thegift of good-bye. It's the tenth spiritual gift, I believe in good-bye.It's not that I'm hateful, it's that I'm faithful, and I know whatever Godmeans for me to have He'll give it to me.
And if it takes too much sweat Idon't need it.Stop begging people to stay. Let them go!!
If you are holding on to something that doesn't belong to you and was neverintended for your life, then you need to......LET IT GO!!!
If you are holding on to past hurts and pains ......LET IT GO!!!
If someone can't treat you right, love you back, and see your worth.....LET IT GO!!!
If someone has angered you ........LET IT GO!!!
If you are holding on to some thoughts of evil and revenge......LET IT GO!!!
If you are involved in a wrong relationship or addiction......LET IT GO!!!
If you are holding on to a job that no longer meets your needs or talents...LET IT GO!!!
If you have a bad attitude.......LET IT GO!!!
If you keep judging others to make yourself feel better......LET IT GO!!!
If you're stuck in the past and God is trying to take you to a new level inHim...LET IT GO!!!
If you are struggling with the healing of a broken relationship.......LET IT GO!!!
If you keep trying to help someone who won't even try to helpthemselves......LET IT GO!!!
If you're fe! eling depressed and stressed .........LET IT GO!!!
If t here is a particular situation that you are so used to handlingyourself and God is saying "take your hands off of it," then you need to......LET IT GO!!!
Let the past be the past. Forget the former things.GOD is doing a new thing!!!
LET IT GO!!!Get Right or Get Left .. think about it, and then...LET IT GO!!!"The Battle is the Lord's!"
There are people who can, and will, walk away from you.And hear me when I tell you this!When people can walk away from you: let them walk.I don't want you to try to talk another person into staying with you, lovingyou, calling you, caring about you,coming to see you, staying attached to you.I mean hang up the phone.When people can walk away from you let them walkYour destiny is never tied to anybody that left.The bible said that, they came out from us that it might be made manifestthat they were not for us. For had they beenof us,no doubt they would have continued with us.
[1 John 2:19]People leave you because they are not joined to you.And if they are not joined to you, you can't make them stay.Let them go.And it doesn't mean that they are a bad person it just means that their partin the story is over. And you've got toknow when people's part in your story is over so that you don't keep tryingto raise the dead.You've got to know when it's dead.You've got to know when it's over. Let me tell you something. I've got thegift of good-bye. It's the tenth spiritual gift, I believe in good-bye.It's not that I'm hateful, it's that I'm faithful, and I know whatever Godmeans for me to have He'll give it to me.
And if it takes too much sweat Idon't need it.Stop begging people to stay. Let them go!!
If you are holding on to something that doesn't belong to you and was neverintended for your life, then you need to......LET IT GO!!!
If you are holding on to past hurts and pains ......LET IT GO!!!
If someone can't treat you right, love you back, and see your worth.....LET IT GO!!!
If someone has angered you ........LET IT GO!!!
If you are holding on to some thoughts of evil and revenge......LET IT GO!!!
If you are involved in a wrong relationship or addiction......LET IT GO!!!
If you are holding on to a job that no longer meets your needs or talents...LET IT GO!!!
If you have a bad attitude.......LET IT GO!!!
If you keep judging others to make yourself feel better......LET IT GO!!!
If you're stuck in the past and God is trying to take you to a new level inHim...LET IT GO!!!
If you are struggling with the healing of a broken relationship.......LET IT GO!!!
If you keep trying to help someone who won't even try to helpthemselves......LET IT GO!!!
If you're fe! eling depressed and stressed .........LET IT GO!!!
If t here is a particular situation that you are so used to handlingyourself and God is saying "take your hands off of it," then you need to......LET IT GO!!!
Let the past be the past. Forget the former things.GOD is doing a new thing!!!
LET IT GO!!!Get Right or Get Left .. think about it, and then...LET IT GO!!!"The Battle is the Lord's!"
Friday, December 02, 2005
Christmas
Most of you know that it has come time for the Christmas season. I have been aware of this for the past three weeks becuase my roommate has been playing Christmas music in our room. Actually I woke up this morning to a boy band sing some Christmas carrol...UGH.
First of all lets get things strait. I don't like Christmas. I don't think I have ever liked Christmas. The only reason that Christmas was appealing to me as a kid was becuase of the cookies, candies, and the presents I recieved. Now I just don't care. Every year my mom asks me what I want for Christmas and every year I respond with "I don't need anything." Yet on Chrismas morning I walk out and I have presents.
Now you probably think that I don't like Christmas becuase our big bad world has changed Christmas into a selfish holiday. Actually I could care less. The Christians during Christmas are just as bad. A lot of them act like it's there holiday and they have one shot...if they don't get it right they have lost.
Things I don't like about Christmas:
CHRISTMAS MUSIC(this would probably bridge onto hatred)
Christmas cheer
Christmas parties
Christmas out fits(especially the ones with the bells)
The people who don't understand why I don't like Christmas
This is what happens to me during Christmas. I have this feeling that I have to give everyone something. It's like a game and Im sick of it. Im giving everyone except close close friends and faimily Christmas Cards this year. Don't get me wrong I like giving but I don't like the game of giving.
There are some things I do like about Christmas. I like the big trees when there all lit up. I like spending time with my best friends and trying to figure out what to get them. I like the only tradition my family has which is my brother, sister and I giving each other our presents on Christmas Eve. Which now that I think about it Christmas is all about giving for me. Weird.
Don't get me wrong Im not a full time grinch but if you catch me on the wrong day I may cause some Christmas chaos.
First of all lets get things strait. I don't like Christmas. I don't think I have ever liked Christmas. The only reason that Christmas was appealing to me as a kid was becuase of the cookies, candies, and the presents I recieved. Now I just don't care. Every year my mom asks me what I want for Christmas and every year I respond with "I don't need anything." Yet on Chrismas morning I walk out and I have presents.
Now you probably think that I don't like Christmas becuase our big bad world has changed Christmas into a selfish holiday. Actually I could care less. The Christians during Christmas are just as bad. A lot of them act like it's there holiday and they have one shot...if they don't get it right they have lost.
Things I don't like about Christmas:
CHRISTMAS MUSIC(this would probably bridge onto hatred)
Christmas cheer
Christmas parties
Christmas out fits(especially the ones with the bells)
The people who don't understand why I don't like Christmas
This is what happens to me during Christmas. I have this feeling that I have to give everyone something. It's like a game and Im sick of it. Im giving everyone except close close friends and faimily Christmas Cards this year. Don't get me wrong I like giving but I don't like the game of giving.
There are some things I do like about Christmas. I like the big trees when there all lit up. I like spending time with my best friends and trying to figure out what to get them. I like the only tradition my family has which is my brother, sister and I giving each other our presents on Christmas Eve. Which now that I think about it Christmas is all about giving for me. Weird.
Don't get me wrong Im not a full time grinch but if you catch me on the wrong day I may cause some Christmas chaos.
Wednesday, November 30, 2005
My life as an embarrassment
So I have discovered some things about my life.
First: Im constantley clumsly...I run into walls, tables, desks, peoples, doors, I also drop things constantley. Always throwing things around.
Second: My whole life is an embarrassment. Heres why-I consistently stick my foot in my mouth:
Let me write to you an example of the second statment:
I was sitting in my Principles of bible study today just spacing which I sometimes do. Right when I snapped back into reality my Prof said "Christians don't like to talk about sex" and in complete utter reaction I stated "I do" loud enough for the whole class to here. Now lets review the two previous statement...I run into things and I put my foot in my mouth. After I stated that I talk about sex my whole class started laughing which is the reaction that someone should get after a comment like that.
I suddenley became transparent in front of my whole class as one student pointed out and was know as "Well Alison was transparent" the rest of the class. HA
So if you have any embarrassing stories please leave it for everyone to see.
umm Again this kind of thing happens to me all the time.
First: Im constantley clumsly...I run into walls, tables, desks, peoples, doors, I also drop things constantley. Always throwing things around.
Second: My whole life is an embarrassment. Heres why-I consistently stick my foot in my mouth:
Let me write to you an example of the second statment:
I was sitting in my Principles of bible study today just spacing which I sometimes do. Right when I snapped back into reality my Prof said "Christians don't like to talk about sex" and in complete utter reaction I stated "I do" loud enough for the whole class to here. Now lets review the two previous statement...I run into things and I put my foot in my mouth. After I stated that I talk about sex my whole class started laughing which is the reaction that someone should get after a comment like that.
I suddenley became transparent in front of my whole class as one student pointed out and was know as "Well Alison was transparent" the rest of the class. HA
So if you have any embarrassing stories please leave it for everyone to see.
umm Again this kind of thing happens to me all the time.
Saturday, November 26, 2005
Im over
I think I have officially ended this blog...
It has accomplished much more than it should have...
If you want to know about my life call me or write to me yourself you big sloth...
Good bye
It has accomplished much more than it should have...
If you want to know about my life call me or write to me yourself you big sloth...
Good bye
Monday, November 21, 2005
Thanksgiving
Do you ever look forward to somthing so much that everything else can seem mundane in the moment?
This last week has been that for me. For two reasons. First I have been sick and I think that when one gets sick they become much more vulnerable than when thier healthy and energenic.
And B. I have yearned for home. Now if you know me...well...you know that home can get rough from time to time and it's not a place that I have ever yearned for, but it feels good when your surrounded by people who know you... Who know you so well that with one word or one sentece they can put you in your place. I have a brash personality and I am excited to be challenged.
I like a good challenge...I see it as an adventure. So if you ever want to challenge me and really make me think give it to me becuase most of the time I can meet that challenge, and sometimes I can even succeed it.
However there are always times when I will fail...I will promise you one thing...I may fail, yes, but I lived in the process. I may let you down but at least I had the oppurtunity to let you down.
Anyway...I'm also excited for the food. The good turkey and stuffing. MMMM.....so good. In essence Im looking forward to Thanksgiving. That is the thing that Im excited about....
Oh and don't eat yellow snow.
This last week has been that for me. For two reasons. First I have been sick and I think that when one gets sick they become much more vulnerable than when thier healthy and energenic.
And B. I have yearned for home. Now if you know me...well...you know that home can get rough from time to time and it's not a place that I have ever yearned for, but it feels good when your surrounded by people who know you... Who know you so well that with one word or one sentece they can put you in your place. I have a brash personality and I am excited to be challenged.
I like a good challenge...I see it as an adventure. So if you ever want to challenge me and really make me think give it to me becuase most of the time I can meet that challenge, and sometimes I can even succeed it.
However there are always times when I will fail...I will promise you one thing...I may fail, yes, but I lived in the process. I may let you down but at least I had the oppurtunity to let you down.
Anyway...I'm also excited for the food. The good turkey and stuffing. MMMM.....so good. In essence Im looking forward to Thanksgiving. That is the thing that Im excited about....
Oh and don't eat yellow snow.
Monday, November 14, 2005
Heart Ache
My heart aches...
I feel like it's being ripped out of my chest peice by peice and my stomach is being place in my throat. Then after being ripped out of my chest being rubbed through the mud and thrown up on.
It's one of those days in which you just hope you can get through the day without breaking down and if you do break down hoping no one and yet everyone sees you.
There's a lot of cumilating things that have caused this heart ache. A lot of things I wish I could run from but in reality can't. Oh well. Just another one of the days of learning the hard way...
I feel like it's being ripped out of my chest peice by peice and my stomach is being place in my throat. Then after being ripped out of my chest being rubbed through the mud and thrown up on.
It's one of those days in which you just hope you can get through the day without breaking down and if you do break down hoping no one and yet everyone sees you.
There's a lot of cumilating things that have caused this heart ache. A lot of things I wish I could run from but in reality can't. Oh well. Just another one of the days of learning the hard way...
Thursday, November 10, 2005
Questions
Some questions that have come to mind while going to school
1.) Can you still be wise in the way you live and obtain wisodom?
2.) Why do people name food items after animals or their feet?
3.) How could a just God want the Cannanites completley wiped out?
4.) How old is Doc Henderson...and is he old enough to have taught the disciples?
5.) Are you given the gift of the Holy Spirit through immersion or through the form of question?
6.) Why isn't Wal- Mart open 24 hours a day?
7.) Why does the train go by at twelve o'clock every night?
8.) Why does Jesus look like a women in the statue in from of the chapel?
9.) Who came up with "walk around the chapel three times and you'll be engaged"?
10.) Who actually cooks the cafeteria food? Where does it come from?
12.) How does my bed get made when I leave to go home and come back two days later?
13.) Are their little men working in the library?
14.) Why are we referred as little Christs? Are they making a short joke? Was Jesus short?
15.) How many books are actually in the library?
If you have any response to these quesitons please leave a comment.
1.) Can you still be wise in the way you live and obtain wisodom?
2.) Why do people name food items after animals or their feet?
3.) How could a just God want the Cannanites completley wiped out?
4.) How old is Doc Henderson...and is he old enough to have taught the disciples?
5.) Are you given the gift of the Holy Spirit through immersion or through the form of question?
6.) Why isn't Wal- Mart open 24 hours a day?
7.) Why does the train go by at twelve o'clock every night?
8.) Why does Jesus look like a women in the statue in from of the chapel?
9.) Who came up with "walk around the chapel three times and you'll be engaged"?
10.) Who actually cooks the cafeteria food? Where does it come from?
12.) How does my bed get made when I leave to go home and come back two days later?
13.) Are their little men working in the library?
14.) Why are we referred as little Christs? Are they making a short joke? Was Jesus short?
15.) How many books are actually in the library?
If you have any response to these quesitons please leave a comment.
Friday, November 04, 2005
Going Home
So I recently went home for a wedding and saw a lot of people from the highschool days. It's weird when you see people you havn't seen in three years.
It usually goes like this
Oh my Gosh how are you!!!
Good. how are you?
Good.
Akward silence...well I'll see you later.
ok bye good to see you!
Sometimes the conversations continue on but sometimes they start as soon as they end. It can be really great to see people you havn't seen in a while but life happens. Seeing my two best friends and spending a great amout of time with them is amazing. School seems to be forgotten and those involved in my school life. Don't get me wrong I love school, and my friends from school. It's just different. It's like you come back from a three or six month period with all the stories you have collected and then in the moment with the people you care about most you just seem to forget about them and you are so consumed in the moment that all you can think about is how you don't get to see these people everyday and how different life is now. It was so good seeing the people I hadn't seen in a long time but it also was very sad. Remembering the good times and the bad. The good decisions the bad and the wise. The hurt and the pain, and the laughter and joy. The memories that are so imbedded in an individual and the feelings that encompass them.
The past creates who we are the present defines our current status and the future does nothing for us except creates a sense of hope that some day we will be the person we were meant to be.
To the people who helped create me from my past...thankyou...to the people who are currently establishing me...thank you....for the people yet to come....thankyou.
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