This past Chapel may have been the best one all year ('06-'07 year, that is). Campus Pastor Jonathan White spoke about suffering. If that wasn't enough, the Chapel Praise Band sung/played "The Wonderful Cross"--not once but twice. The second time was after Jonathan's message, and let's just say I left the Chapel auditorium a mess, tears streaked down my face and my nose running. God was doing something in my heart during that service. I went to the women's restroom and prayed a very personal prayer to God. God is working through Pastor Jonathan, the Chapel Praise Band, and everyone behind the scenes--I konw at least in the depths of my heart and soul. Praise God, the One who formed the mountains and seas and formed this heart in me! He is Most Excellent and worthy of praise!
"When I survey the wondrous cross, on which the Prince of Glory died. My richest gain I count but loss and pour contempt on all my pride. [Chorus:] O, the Wonderful Cross! O, the Wonderful Cross bids me come and die to find that I may truly live. O, the Wonderful Cross! O, the Wonderful Cross! All who gather here by grace draw near and bless Your name. [End Chorus] See from His head, His hands, His feet sorrow and love flow mingled down. Did e'er such love and sorrow meet? or thorns compose so rich a crown? [Chorus] Love so amazing, so divine, demands my soul, my life, my all." Lyrics from "The Wonderful Cross"
Saturday, February 17, 2007
Tuesday, February 06, 2007
My Version of Romans 7:15-17
I am kind of blue today. I am discontent, frustrated, and impatient. When I am like this, it usually means that I need to get back into the Word and/or into a ceaseless fellowship with God. What I mean is I need to live out the day with a continual conversation with God going on in my head. My pastor likes to use the simile that it is like having a headset on with one ear tuned into what is going on around us and the other ear tuned into God. I need to listen and expect, acknowledge, and obey God's (Holy Spirit's) promptings.
Now that I have strayed from my original topic, allow me to indulge in one more pressing facet of my life right now: I am struggling with a personal sin, which may or may not be the cause of my inner toil, that has been weighing on me heavily in light of my class Discipleship and Evanglism (D&E) and the baptisms in church. God is using D&E to change me, and He is using my church family to deal with a paritcular sin: my pride (to put it generally). I will not give you the many details of how my struggle has come about--for if I did I fear it would greatly prolong the length of this web page--but let me just say that deep down I know the answer, the solution to my problem, but my shallow exterior (my flesh, my sinful nature) is in denial and is fighting with vigor to maintian its pride. This may sound crazy, but I needed to confess this and let this out.
14We know that the law is spiritual; but I am unspiritual, sold as a slave to sin. 15I do not understand what I do. For what I want to do I do not do, but what I hate I do. 16And if I do what I do not want to do, I agree that the law is good. 17As it is, it is no longer I myself who do it, but it is sin living in me. 18I know that nothing good lives in me, that is, in my sinful nature.[c] For I have the desire to do what is good, but I cannot carry it out. 19For what I do is not the good I want to do; no, the evil I do not want to do—this I keep on doing. 20Now if I do what I do not want to do, it is no longer I who do it, but it is sin living in me that does it.
21So I find this law at work: When I want to do good, evil is right there with me. 22For in my inner being I delight in God's law; 23but I see another law at work in the members of my body, waging war against the law of my mind and making me a prisoner of the law of sin at work within my members. 24What a wretched man I am! Who will rescue me from this body of death? 25Thanks be to God—through Jesus Christ our Lord!
So then, I myself in my mind am a slave to God's law, but in the sinful nature a slave to the law of sin. Romans 7:14-25 (copied from http://www.bible.com)
Now that I have strayed from my original topic, allow me to indulge in one more pressing facet of my life right now: I am struggling with a personal sin, which may or may not be the cause of my inner toil, that has been weighing on me heavily in light of my class Discipleship and Evanglism (D&E) and the baptisms in church. God is using D&E to change me, and He is using my church family to deal with a paritcular sin: my pride (to put it generally). I will not give you the many details of how my struggle has come about--for if I did I fear it would greatly prolong the length of this web page--but let me just say that deep down I know the answer, the solution to my problem, but my shallow exterior (my flesh, my sinful nature) is in denial and is fighting with vigor to maintian its pride. This may sound crazy, but I needed to confess this and let this out.
14We know that the law is spiritual; but I am unspiritual, sold as a slave to sin. 15I do not understand what I do. For what I want to do I do not do, but what I hate I do. 16And if I do what I do not want to do, I agree that the law is good. 17As it is, it is no longer I myself who do it, but it is sin living in me. 18I know that nothing good lives in me, that is, in my sinful nature.[c] For I have the desire to do what is good, but I cannot carry it out. 19For what I do is not the good I want to do; no, the evil I do not want to do—this I keep on doing. 20Now if I do what I do not want to do, it is no longer I who do it, but it is sin living in me that does it.
21So I find this law at work: When I want to do good, evil is right there with me. 22For in my inner being I delight in God's law; 23but I see another law at work in the members of my body, waging war against the law of my mind and making me a prisoner of the law of sin at work within my members. 24What a wretched man I am! Who will rescue me from this body of death? 25Thanks be to God—through Jesus Christ our Lord!
So then, I myself in my mind am a slave to God's law, but in the sinful nature a slave to the law of sin. Romans 7:14-25 (copied from http://www.bible.com)
Monday, February 05, 2007
Passion07: Days 3-1 (In a Nutshell)
Okay, so I intended to post one entry per day of Passion, but I didn't. Let me give you just a few highlights:
Day 3: All 24- or 25,000 of us gathered outside in downtown Atlanta at around 11:00 p.m. in silence. We were instructed to say NOTHING. The folks at Passion surprised us just like they said they would. After everyone was gathered with his candle, we lit our candles, and music started. Imagine a huge crowd of college students assembled in one place lifting up the name of Jesus for all of Atlanta to hear! It was incredible, and needless to say, God's presence was unmistakable. After the late show was over, Atlanta kindly block off the streets for us to return to our hotels as quickly and safely as possible. I thought of Martin Luther King, Jr., and his supporters marching for freedom when we were all filling the roads and sidewalks, singing and shouting and waving at those who honked their horns in agreement. Wow! What a night!
Day 2: This day went much smoother than Day 1 because we had a better idea of what we were doing and where we were going. It was the first day of the breakout sessions. I chose to go to David Crowder's Everybody Wants to Go to Heaven but Nobody Wants to Die session (named from his book). It was great as I expected. We had a brief "hoedown" in which we sung "I Saw the Light" and a verse or two from "I'll Fly Away." The rest of time, Crowder and the band talked about the book--sort of. Crowder gave his story of what led up to the writing of the book, which had me at the least grinning most of the time. At the end, he answered questions from the audience. This breakout session may have been the final seal on the David Crowder*Band making my No. 1 list. Also, just to mention, Francis Chan spoke on Day 2, and it was amazing! God definitely anointed him to speak to us.
Day 1: I've saved this day for last because it holds the best highlight regardng me. I went to Passion with pride. I was stale, spiritually cold. I had let pride creep up from the depths of my naturally deprave heart without my even realizing it. I did, however, detect something was wrong either the first night or the morning of Day 2. Great things were happening around me, and I was numb. I couldn't feel anything! I wasn't moved by God's presence in the Philips Arena, I was distracted during prayer, and my attitude toward Passion as a whole was corrupt. What is wrong with me? This should feel like heaven. God revealed to me that I was proud and needed to humble myself. Then He continued to help me work it out, and I'm not sure when (definitely by Day 4), but eventually Passion did seem like a glimpse of heaven, and it has sparked a change in my life.
God is using my class Discipleship and Evangelism: Leading in Spiritual Formation to grow this spark into a flame for sanctification (the process of changing from a deprave sinner to a person like Christ). He has to continually humble me, and His preferred way of doing so right now seems to be via this class.
This has been the 2007 Passion conference in a nutshell. Plenty of personal experiences and amazing large group experiences I have left out, but simply too much to tell exists.
Day 3: All 24- or 25,000 of us gathered outside in downtown Atlanta at around 11:00 p.m. in silence. We were instructed to say NOTHING. The folks at Passion surprised us just like they said they would. After everyone was gathered with his candle, we lit our candles, and music started. Imagine a huge crowd of college students assembled in one place lifting up the name of Jesus for all of Atlanta to hear! It was incredible, and needless to say, God's presence was unmistakable. After the late show was over, Atlanta kindly block off the streets for us to return to our hotels as quickly and safely as possible. I thought of Martin Luther King, Jr., and his supporters marching for freedom when we were all filling the roads and sidewalks, singing and shouting and waving at those who honked their horns in agreement. Wow! What a night!
Day 2: This day went much smoother than Day 1 because we had a better idea of what we were doing and where we were going. It was the first day of the breakout sessions. I chose to go to David Crowder's Everybody Wants to Go to Heaven but Nobody Wants to Die session (named from his book). It was great as I expected. We had a brief "hoedown" in which we sung "I Saw the Light" and a verse or two from "I'll Fly Away." The rest of time, Crowder and the band talked about the book--sort of. Crowder gave his story of what led up to the writing of the book, which had me at the least grinning most of the time. At the end, he answered questions from the audience. This breakout session may have been the final seal on the David Crowder*Band making my No. 1 list. Also, just to mention, Francis Chan spoke on Day 2, and it was amazing! God definitely anointed him to speak to us.
Day 1: I've saved this day for last because it holds the best highlight regardng me. I went to Passion with pride. I was stale, spiritually cold. I had let pride creep up from the depths of my naturally deprave heart without my even realizing it. I did, however, detect something was wrong either the first night or the morning of Day 2. Great things were happening around me, and I was numb. I couldn't feel anything! I wasn't moved by God's presence in the Philips Arena, I was distracted during prayer, and my attitude toward Passion as a whole was corrupt. What is wrong with me? This should feel like heaven. God revealed to me that I was proud and needed to humble myself. Then He continued to help me work it out, and I'm not sure when (definitely by Day 4), but eventually Passion did seem like a glimpse of heaven, and it has sparked a change in my life.
God is using my class Discipleship and Evangelism: Leading in Spiritual Formation to grow this spark into a flame for sanctification (the process of changing from a deprave sinner to a person like Christ). He has to continually humble me, and His preferred way of doing so right now seems to be via this class.
This has been the 2007 Passion conference in a nutshell. Plenty of personal experiences and amazing large group experiences I have left out, but simply too much to tell exists.
Saturday, January 13, 2007
Passion07: Day 3.25
Thursday beheld a bitter-sweet morning for everyone at Passion. We opened with community groups (communities of ~1,000 students which is further divided into groups of ~eight) like we had Tuesday and Wednesday. Since it was the last time for groups, my orange #4 small group gave me their contact information, and we talked about how incredible the night before had been. (I'll elaborate in the next post.) We concluded our study of Colossians 1-3--well, technically Chapters 1-2--in which Paul is explaining to the Church at Colossae the supremacy of Christ in all things and how they had the fullness of Christ in them. We are complete in Christ; all we need is Him. (The song is true.)
In the main session, my sister finally received what she had been waiting for: Chris Tomlin. She confessed to me the night before that she may be "in love" with him. (Not really.) Make no mistake that she understands that who is leading worship is not what's important in worship, but can you blame her for being excited? I was elated when David Crowder*Band led worship Wednesday night (which will be in the next post). Anyway, so God's presence was definitely all over the place. It is so amazing to praise God with ~24,999 other people my age!
Louie Giglio had Francis Chan pray over the students who signed up to pray about whether God wanted them to serve at the Freedom Center in Iraq for a year. He also had anyone else who felt called to a life of missions to stand up too. I wasn't listening close enough, thought he meant any type of mission work, and stood up. People laid hands on those who stood around them. Later on, Giglio gave us the BIG numbers that us at Passion contributed to Do Something Now. The one that blew me away and brought tears to my eyes twice was OneVerse by The Seed Company. Students could buy a verse from the New Testament for $20 and sign their names by their verses on a wall. It costs ~$150,000 for the entire N.T. Passion's goal was that we would translate the book of Matthew for the Dela people in Indonesia. We passed that up pretty quickly and wound of translating the whole N.T. for the Dela people. Going even farther, we translated the whole N.T. for the Rikou people in Indonesia as well. Nope, I'm done yet. We kept going and picked up the Lole group and then were able to finish the N.T. for three other groups who were already in the process of getting the N.T. translated.
If you know me, you know that I'm about people having the Bible in their own language (mother tongue). I get so emotional when I hear about what we were able to do for these people in Indonesia.
Another part of Do Something Now that touched me was the opportunity to mail a Bible to East Asia. I was given the name of the person who would receive the Bible I sent on a bookmark, so I could pray for him throughout the year. That's exciting! The contribution becomes so much more personal when I know the name of the person God is blessing. I pray that God would make this man's heart receptive the Word he will be receiving and that He will immerse himself in Christ so much so that he can't help but SHINE. I pray that he will grow and build.
Giglio also announced that the four-day Passion conferences will not continue next year. Passion will, rather, host smaller events across the country in cities like Chicago, L.A., Dallas-Fort Worth, etc. Also, Passion will be gearing up for a World Tour in which they will have free events outside the U.S. Churches, groups, and organizations can go on a mission trip at the same time of Passion and go to Passion while on the trip. (That was an idea Giglio threw out there.) It's going to be really expensive. We raised $256,000 at the main session. Please pray for the Passion Team and all those who help them, and feel free to help them out and GIVE if God lays it on your heart to do so. I know you'll be blessed for doing so!
You know, I think I'll sign off here, meaning I will save details of the expedition back (or should I say "Caravan" back?) for the next post, and anything I said will be in the next post will go in the post following the next post. (Are you officially confused?) Until then, take care, and God bless you!
"Yes, LORD, walking in the way of Your Truth, we wait eagerly for You, for Your Name and Your Renown are the Desire of our souls." Isaiah 26:8
In the main session, my sister finally received what she had been waiting for: Chris Tomlin. She confessed to me the night before that she may be "in love" with him. (Not really.) Make no mistake that she understands that who is leading worship is not what's important in worship, but can you blame her for being excited? I was elated when David Crowder*Band led worship Wednesday night (which will be in the next post). Anyway, so God's presence was definitely all over the place. It is so amazing to praise God with ~24,999 other people my age!
Louie Giglio had Francis Chan pray over the students who signed up to pray about whether God wanted them to serve at the Freedom Center in Iraq for a year. He also had anyone else who felt called to a life of missions to stand up too. I wasn't listening close enough, thought he meant any type of mission work, and stood up. People laid hands on those who stood around them. Later on, Giglio gave us the BIG numbers that us at Passion contributed to Do Something Now. The one that blew me away and brought tears to my eyes twice was OneVerse by The Seed Company. Students could buy a verse from the New Testament for $20 and sign their names by their verses on a wall. It costs ~$150,000 for the entire N.T. Passion's goal was that we would translate the book of Matthew for the Dela people in Indonesia. We passed that up pretty quickly and wound of translating the whole N.T. for the Dela people. Going even farther, we translated the whole N.T. for the Rikou people in Indonesia as well. Nope, I'm done yet. We kept going and picked up the Lole group and then were able to finish the N.T. for three other groups who were already in the process of getting the N.T. translated.
If you know me, you know that I'm about people having the Bible in their own language (mother tongue). I get so emotional when I hear about what we were able to do for these people in Indonesia.
Another part of Do Something Now that touched me was the opportunity to mail a Bible to East Asia. I was given the name of the person who would receive the Bible I sent on a bookmark, so I could pray for him throughout the year. That's exciting! The contribution becomes so much more personal when I know the name of the person God is blessing. I pray that God would make this man's heart receptive the Word he will be receiving and that He will immerse himself in Christ so much so that he can't help but SHINE. I pray that he will grow and build.
Giglio also announced that the four-day Passion conferences will not continue next year. Passion will, rather, host smaller events across the country in cities like Chicago, L.A., Dallas-Fort Worth, etc. Also, Passion will be gearing up for a World Tour in which they will have free events outside the U.S. Churches, groups, and organizations can go on a mission trip at the same time of Passion and go to Passion while on the trip. (That was an idea Giglio threw out there.) It's going to be really expensive. We raised $256,000 at the main session. Please pray for the Passion Team and all those who help them, and feel free to help them out and GIVE if God lays it on your heart to do so. I know you'll be blessed for doing so!
You know, I think I'll sign off here, meaning I will save details of the expedition back (or should I say "Caravan" back?) for the next post, and anything I said will be in the next post will go in the post following the next post. (Are you officially confused?) Until then, take care, and God bless you!
"Yes, LORD, walking in the way of Your Truth, we wait eagerly for You, for Your Name and Your Renown are the Desire of our souls." Isaiah 26:8
Monday, January 08, 2007
Passion07
Okay, so I went to Passion07 January 1-4 in Atlanta, and it was incredible! There is so much I could say about it that I am going to take it one day at a time, starting with the last day and moving backward in time--which saves the best part for last! :)
Stay tuned!
Colossians 1:28
Stay tuned!
Colossians 1:28
Saturday, December 30, 2006
My Status as of 12/30 is...
I'm sitting at the dining room table right now here in good ol' Fredericktown, Missouri. My uncle and aunt, Larry and Tina, are up from Harrison, Arkansas, and my grandparents are just about to leave for their home. Larry and Dad have been playing their guitars and singing old hymns with my grandparents. I just found out that Larry can play the harmonica--and very well at that! I knew my grandpa could, but I didn't know my uncle was not bound to the guitar.
Anyway, for you ladies out there, I have been looking at wedding dresses with my sister, mom, and aunts Tina and Mary... No, I'm not engaged, but I like to shop for bridal gowns. I'm one of those girls who constantly has some kind of idea of what her wedding will be like. I'll probably have it all planned before I even meet the man. That's okay. As of right now, my favorite bridal designer is Maggie Sottero. My favorite gown is called Rosemary Leigh (fall 2006 line). It's a $900 dress at The Bridal Shop. Nine hundred dollars for a dress is ridiculous. One can find a nice $400-$500 dress at David's Bridal, but I figure if I still like the dress when I am engaged, it will be much cheaper.
Sunday my sister and I head back to St. Louis. I'll pack for Passion then and early Monday morning, we'll be on our way to the best New Year's party! Um, I mean conference.
Anyway, for you ladies out there, I have been looking at wedding dresses with my sister, mom, and aunts Tina and Mary... No, I'm not engaged, but I like to shop for bridal gowns. I'm one of those girls who constantly has some kind of idea of what her wedding will be like. I'll probably have it all planned before I even meet the man. That's okay. As of right now, my favorite bridal designer is Maggie Sottero. My favorite gown is called Rosemary Leigh (fall 2006 line). It's a $900 dress at The Bridal Shop. Nine hundred dollars for a dress is ridiculous. One can find a nice $400-$500 dress at David's Bridal, but I figure if I still like the dress when I am engaged, it will be much cheaper.
Sunday my sister and I head back to St. Louis. I'll pack for Passion then and early Monday morning, we'll be on our way to the best New Year's party! Um, I mean conference.
Thursday, December 21, 2006
Prayer Request Update
If you don’t know the situations and are confused when reading the following, read my previous posts “’Revive Me’ and a Request for Prayer” and “Prayer and Praise for Dad.”
My mom had another doctor’s appointment today at Barnes Jewish, and it did not go well. After trying to heal her foot from the outside, the doctors decided to try healing from the inside. That didn’t work either. Her bones are shifting in her foot, so her doctor is going to try to heal her foot from the outside again. If that doesn’t work, they will have to bore out the bone(s) in her foot. In other words, they will have to amputate. Please, I urge you, continue to pray for her fervently. If you just have a shred of faith, pray for her without ceasing, please. Thank you so much. Please pray for the rest of our family as well; this is tough for all of us, especially my mom.
Status on my dad: His arm was doing better after seeing the chiropractor, but it is on the fritz again. His hand will shake, he cannot stop it, and he has trouble writing. He is planning on visiting the town physician soon. Also, Dad is still very fatigued from the diagnosed upper-respiratory infection. He does not usually sleep well, and he has not had much of an appetite. I know he does not feel well when he is quiet, and he’s definitely quieter than usual! Thank you for your prayers.
God will move. Surely he will get much glory out of all this.
Psalm 42
My mom had another doctor’s appointment today at Barnes Jewish, and it did not go well. After trying to heal her foot from the outside, the doctors decided to try healing from the inside. That didn’t work either. Her bones are shifting in her foot, so her doctor is going to try to heal her foot from the outside again. If that doesn’t work, they will have to bore out the bone(s) in her foot. In other words, they will have to amputate. Please, I urge you, continue to pray for her fervently. If you just have a shred of faith, pray for her without ceasing, please. Thank you so much. Please pray for the rest of our family as well; this is tough for all of us, especially my mom.
Status on my dad: His arm was doing better after seeing the chiropractor, but it is on the fritz again. His hand will shake, he cannot stop it, and he has trouble writing. He is planning on visiting the town physician soon. Also, Dad is still very fatigued from the diagnosed upper-respiratory infection. He does not usually sleep well, and he has not had much of an appetite. I know he does not feel well when he is quiet, and he’s definitely quieter than usual! Thank you for your prayers.
God will move. Surely he will get much glory out of all this.
Psalm 42
Culture Shock
The wait is over; Christmas break is here! I have finished my first semester of college at Missouri Baptist. It is the third official weekday of break, and it has become clear to me that I am in the grip of culture shock. It is amazing since I am just 100 miles away from what is now familiar. The people are different (my social life has currently dwindled to two people apart from Facebook), the food is different (not everything I eat is all natural, that's for sure), the slang is different (the two people are my parents), and the pace is different (slooow). I used to enjoy the slow pace, but I have become so accustomed to being on-the-go in St. Louis that the outskirts of Fredericktown are boring to me. I never realized how different city life is from country living until I experienced it--until now.
Don't mistake me when I say the outskirts of F'town are boring. I absolutely love living in the country. I grew up in the country, and nature is one of the ways I connect with God. It is not nature that I am talking about here. It's too chilly to sit outside comfortably and take in the beauty of God's creation. I am talking about relationships and activity. It is virtually non-existent here compared to life in St. Louis. I just need to adjust.
I am trying to get something going with my friends from high school. They're bored too. We've gotten a taste of life outside F'town, so life inside F'town just doesn't seem the same home we left. Or maybe it is...
I am sure I will adjust eventually. Of course, then I will have to readjust once I go to Atlanta. That's right. Passion07 is almost here!
I have the opportunity to use these two weeks of downtime to refocus on God. Immersing myself in the Bible, reading Don't Waste Your Life by John Piper, and committed praying are on my list. Of course, writing the list is easier than accomplishing the tasks on the list. If you know me well, you know that reading is not my specialty, and I am not very disciplined. I'll let you know how it goes.
I hope your Christmas vacation is going well. Whether I do or not, I encourage you to use your time wisely and effectively. Merry Christmas, and God bless you.
Don't mistake me when I say the outskirts of F'town are boring. I absolutely love living in the country. I grew up in the country, and nature is one of the ways I connect with God. It is not nature that I am talking about here. It's too chilly to sit outside comfortably and take in the beauty of God's creation. I am talking about relationships and activity. It is virtually non-existent here compared to life in St. Louis. I just need to adjust.
I am trying to get something going with my friends from high school. They're bored too. We've gotten a taste of life outside F'town, so life inside F'town just doesn't seem the same home we left. Or maybe it is...
I am sure I will adjust eventually. Of course, then I will have to readjust once I go to Atlanta. That's right. Passion07 is almost here!
I have the opportunity to use these two weeks of downtime to refocus on God. Immersing myself in the Bible, reading Don't Waste Your Life by John Piper, and committed praying are on my list. Of course, writing the list is easier than accomplishing the tasks on the list. If you know me well, you know that reading is not my specialty, and I am not very disciplined. I'll let you know how it goes.
I hope your Christmas vacation is going well. Whether I do or not, I encourage you to use your time wisely and effectively. Merry Christmas, and God bless you.
Friday, December 15, 2006
"Take Every Thought Captive to Christ," Part 1
I've had something on my mind lately. In the midst of finals, church, Christmas break, Christmas, and upcoming Passion07, I have been consumed by thoughts of... I can't even write it. I'm not ready for it, but I desire it. It occupied my mind severely last year, but God helped put it in perspective. Now it's back. It's like an addiction eating away at me or something.
I was reading Chapter 2 of Chasing Daylight by Erwin Raphael McManus today when I read that when God transforms a person's desires, they become godly desires. Could this desire I wish to bury be a godly desire? If it was, why do I have it now? I'm not in a position in which my thirst would be quenched (not that I know of anyway).
Sometimes I think that my desire is not being met because God wants me to give it to Him and focus all my energy on Him--and then maybe He will meet the desire. Psalm 37:4 comes in play again: "Delight yourself in the Lord and He will give you the desires of your heart." McManus explains it very well. I recommend your reading it. It could be broken down like a scientific chain:
Love God. --> Delight in Him. --> God transforms your desires. --> He gives you the desires of your heart because they are holy--they are His desires.
So this is the question: Is my desire--that consuming something--a godly desire? It is such a struggle when I try to take my thoughts captive to Christ. The struggle is in the mind. I need to change my focus to Him. He is my happiness, my life, right? Why not think on Him all the time anyway? Why do I keep holding on to something that doesn't even measure up? One word: Flesh.
I was reading Chapter 2 of Chasing Daylight by Erwin Raphael McManus today when I read that when God transforms a person's desires, they become godly desires. Could this desire I wish to bury be a godly desire? If it was, why do I have it now? I'm not in a position in which my thirst would be quenched (not that I know of anyway).
Sometimes I think that my desire is not being met because God wants me to give it to Him and focus all my energy on Him--and then maybe He will meet the desire. Psalm 37:4 comes in play again: "Delight yourself in the Lord and He will give you the desires of your heart." McManus explains it very well. I recommend your reading it. It could be broken down like a scientific chain:
Love God. --> Delight in Him. --> God transforms your desires. --> He gives you the desires of your heart because they are holy--they are His desires.
So this is the question: Is my desire--that consuming something--a godly desire? It is such a struggle when I try to take my thoughts captive to Christ. The struggle is in the mind. I need to change my focus to Him. He is my happiness, my life, right? Why not think on Him all the time anyway? Why do I keep holding on to something that doesn't even measure up? One word: Flesh.
Wednesday, December 13, 2006
Hey, Moody Blue!
Have you ever felt like you've been riding an emotional roller coaster? That is how I felt today. This morning I barely ate breakfast--sign number one that grumpy Kristi would be on her way. I ate my snack at 8:00 when I got to work, so until lunch at noon I "starved." Needless to say, I wasn't much company at lunch.
My not eating enough breakfast was just part of it though. I was also very tired today. I am a night owl, I confess, and I haven't been going to bed until the wee hours all week. My adrenal glands, I'm pretty sure, hate me by now, and I became kind of delirious today.
Okay, so right now I have two reasons for my moodiness... That's all I have besides being generally discontent--which I shouldn't be--and extremely apathetic because it's the end of semester. For whatever reason, it seemed like one minute I was cheery, and the next minute I wanted to either cry or punch something.
I'm going through something right now, which I will keep on the down-low, so maybe today was my subconscious way of handling it... I don't know; only God knows. This Scripture definitely makes me think right now:
"Delight yourself in the Lord, and He will give you the desires of your heart." Psalm 37:4
My not eating enough breakfast was just part of it though. I was also very tired today. I am a night owl, I confess, and I haven't been going to bed until the wee hours all week. My adrenal glands, I'm pretty sure, hate me by now, and I became kind of delirious today.
Okay, so right now I have two reasons for my moodiness... That's all I have besides being generally discontent--which I shouldn't be--and extremely apathetic because it's the end of semester. For whatever reason, it seemed like one minute I was cheery, and the next minute I wanted to either cry or punch something.
I'm going through something right now, which I will keep on the down-low, so maybe today was my subconscious way of handling it... I don't know; only God knows. This Scripture definitely makes me think right now:
"Delight yourself in the Lord, and He will give you the desires of your heart." Psalm 37:4
Tuesday, December 12, 2006
Prayer and Praise for Dad
Prayer: Please pray for my dad. He became faint at work last night and started blacking out. He was taken to the emergency room and was diagnosed with an upper respiratory viral infection. He was not given any antibiotics because the infection is viral, not bacterial. He is supposed to see the doctor tomorrow morning and isn't supposed to return to work until the doctor gives permission (though he was saying he was going to work tonight--He better not have gone!). This explains why he has not had an appetite the past week or two and has not been sleeping well.
Praise: Also, Dad has been losing sleep over a pinched nerve in his shoulder/back. He has visited the chiropractor a couple times, and his latest visit seems to have helped him significantly. His arms (which were sore/going numb) are feeling better.
Thank you all for your prayers.
Praise: Also, Dad has been losing sleep over a pinched nerve in his shoulder/back. He has visited the chiropractor a couple times, and his latest visit seems to have helped him significantly. His arms (which were sore/going numb) are feeling better.
Thank you all for your prayers.
Saturday, December 09, 2006
A Joyful Account of Friday Night
I am so joyful right now. I love Jesus.
The MBU Christmas Concert was tonight. It went well of what I saw/heard. I missed all the singing groups like Allusion, Chorale, Chamber Singers, etc., because I had to go back to prep for concert band. We concluded the show.
All in all, it was a good and fun experience. I think we performed well, hopefully all for the glory of God.
Anyway, after the concert, my roommate, my folks, and myself went to Steak 'n' Shake in Manchester--the same one at which Lauren's birthday gathering was--and ate a good meal. We had fun there too.
This is random, but I really like the song "Search Me, Know Me" by Jonah 33. My David Crowder Band station on Pandora Radio plays it quite often. It's great. I recommend "Something's Broken" by Willie Herath too. Some great harmony is going on in that song.
Anyway, so I am joyful. I love Jesus. Goodnight.
The MBU Christmas Concert was tonight. It went well of what I saw/heard. I missed all the singing groups like Allusion, Chorale, Chamber Singers, etc., because I had to go back to prep for concert band. We concluded the show.
All in all, it was a good and fun experience. I think we performed well, hopefully all for the glory of God.
Anyway, after the concert, my roommate, my folks, and myself went to Steak 'n' Shake in Manchester--the same one at which Lauren's birthday gathering was--and ate a good meal. We had fun there too.
This is random, but I really like the song "Search Me, Know Me" by Jonah 33. My David Crowder Band station on Pandora Radio plays it quite often. It's great. I recommend "Something's Broken" by Willie Herath too. Some great harmony is going on in that song.
Anyway, so I am joyful. I love Jesus. Goodnight.
Thursday, December 07, 2006
Ah, geez...
I actually wrote this Tuesday, December 5, but my wireless connection was down.
Today has been one of those testy days. After my music lesson, I walked to my roommate’s Honda to retrieve my wallet and pay my private instructor for the metronome she had given me. She was waiting in her Honda (ironic), so I was hastily searching for my twenty when I remembered that I had used it for food at Wal-Mart. I’ll just have to write her a check. I found my pen in the front pocket of my purse, placed the keys I had been holding in the seat, grabbed my checkbook, and wrote out a check for twenty-three dollars. I was in such a hurry I didn’t even bother putting my wallet and checkbook back into my purse. I quickly locked the passenger door and returned to my teacher’s vehicle to deliver the check.
After Chapel I went to Big Red again for my flute and music because concert band sectional rehearsal was about to start. When I arrived at Big Red’s chilled metal body, I pulled the keys from my right jeans pocket and looked in shock. These aren’t Dana’s keys! These are Rachel’s keys! When I had checked to make sure Dana’s keys were in my pocket I felt Rachel’s keys and assumed they were the keys to Big Red. The black key with the fun red flower keychain was sitting in the front seat with my things, and I was officially locked out of the car.
I borrowed one of the spare flutes from Dr. Cox’s office for sectionals (Thank you, Dr. Cox.) and read from Allyssa’s music. (Thankfully, our piece has only one flute part, so it was the same music I was used to reading.) I didn’t get to eat the lunch I had brought between band and journalism, so my sister lended me money to get some snacks from the bookstore. A woman was buying several items in front of me, and I was, therefore, late for my journalism class. (Of course, if I would have left the Records Office sooner instead of shooting the breeze with my sister and a friend, I wouldn’t have had that problem.) At least I didn’t need anything for that class because we are watching a movie.
Because of this event today, I have made myself susceptible to minor irritations. I've gotten nit-picky, critical, and impatient. Snippy, actually, is a good descriptive adjective right here. My sister, unfortunately, has received the butt-end of all this. My sincerest apologies.
I have Old Testament History homework to finish now. It’s going to be a long night most likely because I did not work on my assignment as much as I had opportunity to yesterday and over the extended weekend. I am really learning the consequences of my actions. I am convinced, though, that God in His mercy will enable me to come out on top by the night’s end.
12/07/06--Actually, God was merciful, and I did come out on top. I enjoyed my night very much and finished my assignment. Reading the Bible and journaling over it is great homework to have! God and I spent some quality time together, and He gave me a cheery mood and an optimism throughout that I know only by Him I had.
Oh, and Big Red now has a spare key.
Today has been one of those testy days. After my music lesson, I walked to my roommate’s Honda to retrieve my wallet and pay my private instructor for the metronome she had given me. She was waiting in her Honda (ironic), so I was hastily searching for my twenty when I remembered that I had used it for food at Wal-Mart. I’ll just have to write her a check. I found my pen in the front pocket of my purse, placed the keys I had been holding in the seat, grabbed my checkbook, and wrote out a check for twenty-three dollars. I was in such a hurry I didn’t even bother putting my wallet and checkbook back into my purse. I quickly locked the passenger door and returned to my teacher’s vehicle to deliver the check.
After Chapel I went to Big Red again for my flute and music because concert band sectional rehearsal was about to start. When I arrived at Big Red’s chilled metal body, I pulled the keys from my right jeans pocket and looked in shock. These aren’t Dana’s keys! These are Rachel’s keys! When I had checked to make sure Dana’s keys were in my pocket I felt Rachel’s keys and assumed they were the keys to Big Red. The black key with the fun red flower keychain was sitting in the front seat with my things, and I was officially locked out of the car.
I borrowed one of the spare flutes from Dr. Cox’s office for sectionals (Thank you, Dr. Cox.) and read from Allyssa’s music. (Thankfully, our piece has only one flute part, so it was the same music I was used to reading.) I didn’t get to eat the lunch I had brought between band and journalism, so my sister lended me money to get some snacks from the bookstore. A woman was buying several items in front of me, and I was, therefore, late for my journalism class. (Of course, if I would have left the Records Office sooner instead of shooting the breeze with my sister and a friend, I wouldn’t have had that problem.) At least I didn’t need anything for that class because we are watching a movie.
Because of this event today, I have made myself susceptible to minor irritations. I've gotten nit-picky, critical, and impatient. Snippy, actually, is a good descriptive adjective right here. My sister, unfortunately, has received the butt-end of all this. My sincerest apologies.
I have Old Testament History homework to finish now. It’s going to be a long night most likely because I did not work on my assignment as much as I had opportunity to yesterday and over the extended weekend. I am really learning the consequences of my actions. I am convinced, though, that God in His mercy will enable me to come out on top by the night’s end.
12/07/06--Actually, God was merciful, and I did come out on top. I enjoyed my night very much and finished my assignment. Reading the Bible and journaling over it is great homework to have! God and I spent some quality time together, and He gave me a cheery mood and an optimism throughout that I know only by Him I had.
Oh, and Big Red now has a spare key.
Monday, December 04, 2006
I Love the Holidays!
Some quick Hovis Thanksgiving highlights:
- My cousin Shelby playing with the Flarp silly putty and refusing to acknowledge Shawn's presence
- My dad making fun of Shauna (and vice-versa) throughout the entire Thanksgiving dinner
- Going out with my friends to El Durango then to the swings where Deidre threw up
- Shawn living on his throne (aka the green recliner)
- Dad and Larry on the guitars
- Spice carrot cake anyone?
- Shopping with Shawn
Okay, so that has been out of my system for a while now. It's the Christmas season! I am very excited about Christmas this year. Hanging of the Green helped kicked it off at MBU. Allusion sung some songs, In Charactre performed a short take, and then everyone stood in the Mabee Great Hall, counted down from five, and watched all the lights come on across campus. After refreshments and visiting, the Spirit Wing/Closer/Faithful concert began. It was great! Fantastic performances, Robyn, Lauren, Jenny, Rob, and everyone!
Things got even better when the Worship History and Leadership class led Chapel last Thursday. Keith and Jeremy led worship (hooray!) and the speaker (I regret not knowing his name) brought the Christmas story to life with a fresh perspective. He focused on Isaiah 9 about the coming Messiah and gave some background using a Greek word and explaining briefly how to use the study helps in study Bibles. I was really glad he shared that information with the student body because it is so important and can be so helpful for all of us students. In short, Chapel was awesome.
The Christmas Chapel is coming up this Thursday featuring Spirit Wing. I am looking forward to it.
Thursday, November 16, 2006
Alphabet Soup of a Blog Post
First and foremost, I want to release another prayer request. A friend I met in high school has been through some tough times, climaxed by being diagnosed with skin cancer. She finished her first round of chemotherapy treatments recently and has a very weak immune system. Right now she has strep throat and has not been able to care for her little baby girl, Addie, in about two weeks. Her aunt and uncle have been taking care of Addie. Even though I haven't seen my friend in around two years, I've been deeply bothered by her trail of events and have been following her condition via email. Pray for her faith and immune system to strengthen, her health to improve, and for her ability to love on and care for Addie. Also pray for the endurance and faith of her aunt and uncle and the rest of her family. God's healing and sustaining grace will provide; God will answer our prayers for He is faithful. Thank you.
Now for a few paragraphs about Homecoming...
Homecoming chapel was in the gym, as usual, and four athletes shared their testimonies and life stories. It was good.
Homecoming was the best for me when Fiddler on the Roof began. Friday night's show was awesome! Everybody did great, and the musical was hilarious. I loved Jose Silva and Dr. Cox on the clarinets!
After the musical, my roommates and I took the seemingly long, bitterly cold trek to the gymnasium for The Perk. It definitely smelled good in there, and I enjoyed listening to my talented fellow peers.
Enough about that. Thanksgiving is only one and half days away! Turkey Day is one of my favorite times of the year--fun with family, great food, relaxation during football... oh, yeah, and the awesome church dinner!
Celebration weekend was last Sunday. My church family, Meadow Heights, just wrapped up the NEXT series with ImagineNEXT. (For more information, you can probably visit the site to the right.) Five hundred of us met in the high school gym to celebrate what God is doing in us and through us, Thanksgiving, and Christmas. Plankrode Inn catered, and a group unofficially named the Giant Elves by Michael Goldsmith sung some Christmas songs after the feast. Mmm... fun times with MH!
That's all for now. With the good times and a bad time of the weekend and week, I have plenty to be thankful for. Praise God for His grace and mercy, my blessings, and how He is going to move in my friend's life!
Now for a few paragraphs about Homecoming...
Homecoming chapel was in the gym, as usual, and four athletes shared their testimonies and life stories. It was good.
Homecoming was the best for me when Fiddler on the Roof began. Friday night's show was awesome! Everybody did great, and the musical was hilarious. I loved Jose Silva and Dr. Cox on the clarinets!
After the musical, my roommates and I took the seemingly long, bitterly cold trek to the gymnasium for The Perk. It definitely smelled good in there, and I enjoyed listening to my talented fellow peers.
Enough about that. Thanksgiving is only one and half days away! Turkey Day is one of my favorite times of the year--fun with family, great food, relaxation during football... oh, yeah, and the awesome church dinner!
Celebration weekend was last Sunday. My church family, Meadow Heights, just wrapped up the NEXT series with ImagineNEXT. (For more information, you can probably visit the site to the right.) Five hundred of us met in the high school gym to celebrate what God is doing in us and through us, Thanksgiving, and Christmas. Plankrode Inn catered, and a group unofficially named the Giant Elves by Michael Goldsmith sung some Christmas songs after the feast. Mmm... fun times with MH!
That's all for now. With the good times and a bad time of the weekend and week, I have plenty to be thankful for. Praise God for His grace and mercy, my blessings, and how He is going to move in my friend's life!
Thursday, November 09, 2006
"Revive Me" and a Request for Prayer
Consider my affliction and please deliver me/Plead my cause and redeem me/Salvation is not for the wicked/For they don't seek your word/Great are your tender mercies, Lord/Revive me, according to your loving kindness/Revive me, that I may seek your word/Revive me, according to your loving kindness/Revive me, oh Lord/You give me understanding/According to your word/Great peace for those who seek your face/I long for salvation/My lips shall praise your name/I rejoice in the treasure of your keep/Chorus/For all my ways are before you/I let your hand become my help/My soul longs and adores you/Let my cry come before you, oh Lord/Chorus/Oh, Revive me/Revive me
This is the song that seemed to echo my heart Tuesday afternoon and this morning. Around four o'clock yesterday I called my mom to check up on her. She had an appointment that day with her arthritis doctor at Barnes Jewish Hospital. The appointment didn't go well.
September 30, 2005, my mom had surgery to remove a nodule on her foot. She contracted strep and staph infections in her foot, most likely from the surgery. She had surgery again on my dad's birthday, June 23. It has been an on-going saga--her foot isn't healing. Because of the arthritis medications she has taken over the years, my mom's immune system is ineffective for her foot. She's been passed back and forth like a hot potato between Appleman Pediatry in Cape Girardeau and a wound specialist in the Wound Care Center at Southeast Missouri Hospital. Nothing is being done! She is a tough case, I'll admit, but isn't there something they can do? She can't take her medication for rheumatoid arthritis now because it interferes with her foot's "healing," so without God's care, she'll likely be sore for the holidays.
Yesterday she found out that the hole in her foot is growing deeper, and she's supposed to get a second MRI done to check for infection in the bone. At worst, her foot would have to be... you know. After I got off the phone with Mom, who has maintained a fantastic and, for the most part, optimistic attitude about the whole thing, I filled my sister in on Mom's status. I then went out to the car and wept.
This has to be so difficult for Mom. Can you imagine the emotional struggle? She's been through so much pain throughout the majority of her life--and for her to know that her body isn't able to repair itself! At least in this situation anyway. She has a cold right now, and I'm confident she'll get over it just fine.
I'm deeply burdened over the whole thing and frustrated with how the doctors have handled Mom's situation. My aunt Cindy, a very good nurse, has done more than anyone, in my opinion. Many are praying for my mom, but the more the merrier, so please pray for her. God will answer in His timing.
In light of this situation, the events that took place this morning are not worth writing about.
"Revive me... Let my cry come before you, oh Lord."
This is the song that seemed to echo my heart Tuesday afternoon and this morning. Around four o'clock yesterday I called my mom to check up on her. She had an appointment that day with her arthritis doctor at Barnes Jewish Hospital. The appointment didn't go well.
September 30, 2005, my mom had surgery to remove a nodule on her foot. She contracted strep and staph infections in her foot, most likely from the surgery. She had surgery again on my dad's birthday, June 23. It has been an on-going saga--her foot isn't healing. Because of the arthritis medications she has taken over the years, my mom's immune system is ineffective for her foot. She's been passed back and forth like a hot potato between Appleman Pediatry in Cape Girardeau and a wound specialist in the Wound Care Center at Southeast Missouri Hospital. Nothing is being done! She is a tough case, I'll admit, but isn't there something they can do? She can't take her medication for rheumatoid arthritis now because it interferes with her foot's "healing," so without God's care, she'll likely be sore for the holidays.
Yesterday she found out that the hole in her foot is growing deeper, and she's supposed to get a second MRI done to check for infection in the bone. At worst, her foot would have to be... you know. After I got off the phone with Mom, who has maintained a fantastic and, for the most part, optimistic attitude about the whole thing, I filled my sister in on Mom's status. I then went out to the car and wept.
This has to be so difficult for Mom. Can you imagine the emotional struggle? She's been through so much pain throughout the majority of her life--and for her to know that her body isn't able to repair itself! At least in this situation anyway. She has a cold right now, and I'm confident she'll get over it just fine.
I'm deeply burdened over the whole thing and frustrated with how the doctors have handled Mom's situation. My aunt Cindy, a very good nurse, has done more than anyone, in my opinion. Many are praying for my mom, but the more the merrier, so please pray for her. God will answer in His timing.
In light of this situation, the events that took place this morning are not worth writing about.
"Revive me... Let my cry come before you, oh Lord."
Tuesday, November 07, 2006
"Christmas on Broadway"
Today, we MBU banders got our new music for the upcoming Christmas concert! Hooray! It's a medley of Christmas tunes from different Broadway musicals like Babes in Toyland and A Christmas Carol. We also got other music too.
We just had our first concert Friday, October 27. It went well. Dr. Cox threw in a joke or two about the World Series (Game 5 was that night), and all of us in the band were dressed in "concert black" playing the music we had been working on all semester. We had some flub-ups, but I suspect the audience did not notice all of them--at least I hope not! :)
I played the tough Chester overture possibly better than I ever had before, but Black Horse Troop was rough for me. I almost butchered the end--the part in which Dr. Cox wanted to feature the high woodwinds. Hopefully, Allyssa's piccolo helped lessen my rough time.
Anyway, the concert lasted about a half-hour. Everyone then cleared out and, most likely, rushed home to watch the ball game... Excuse me, I mean watch the Cardinals win the World Series.
We just had our first concert Friday, October 27. It went well. Dr. Cox threw in a joke or two about the World Series (Game 5 was that night), and all of us in the band were dressed in "concert black" playing the music we had been working on all semester. We had some flub-ups, but I suspect the audience did not notice all of them--at least I hope not! :)
I played the tough Chester overture possibly better than I ever had before, but Black Horse Troop was rough for me. I almost butchered the end--the part in which Dr. Cox wanted to feature the high woodwinds. Hopefully, Allyssa's piccolo helped lessen my rough time.
Anyway, the concert lasted about a half-hour. Everyone then cleared out and, most likely, rushed home to watch the ball game... Excuse me, I mean watch the Cardinals win the World Series.
Monday, November 06, 2006
Boullion Cubes! [Gag!]
Rachel has given me permission to tell this story...
So Rachel was going to make beef stroganoff (think Hamburger Helper) in the crock pot for our meal last Tuesday. We were having some friends over (read the last post), and Rachel was kind of nervous about how the food would turn out.
After sitting all day, Rachel and I came home to the apartment and checked on the beef stroganoff. That sucker was HOT! Even with a timer, the crock pot had been on too long. The real problem wasn't the steamy beef stroganoff but rather the one cup of boullion cubes Rachel had added (the recipe called for it). I decided I was game and tried a fork full of it...
"Rachel, can I spit it out?" It wasn't even worth swallowing. It was extremely salty and distasteful (not to mention it looked gross). Rachel had to make a mad dash to Schnuck's that is nearby to make a quick beef stroganoff on the stove. The crock pot sat to the side and soaked in water. It looked so disgusting--definitely not like food, if you catch my drift.
My mom's expertise cleared things up for us. Boullion cubes are strong and are used to make broth. You can put one cube into a glass of water and get broth. It is implied in the recipe to mix a boullion cube in water and pour one cup of the mixture into the beef stroganoff.
Now any time something is "inferred," we can compare it to the inferred boullion cubes (which will never make their way into our home again--hopefully.)
So Rachel was going to make beef stroganoff (think Hamburger Helper) in the crock pot for our meal last Tuesday. We were having some friends over (read the last post), and Rachel was kind of nervous about how the food would turn out.
After sitting all day, Rachel and I came home to the apartment and checked on the beef stroganoff. That sucker was HOT! Even with a timer, the crock pot had been on too long. The real problem wasn't the steamy beef stroganoff but rather the one cup of boullion cubes Rachel had added (the recipe called for it). I decided I was game and tried a fork full of it...
"Rachel, can I spit it out?" It wasn't even worth swallowing. It was extremely salty and distasteful (not to mention it looked gross). Rachel had to make a mad dash to Schnuck's that is nearby to make a quick beef stroganoff on the stove. The crock pot sat to the side and soaked in water. It looked so disgusting--definitely not like food, if you catch my drift.
My mom's expertise cleared things up for us. Boullion cubes are strong and are used to make broth. You can put one cube into a glass of water and get broth. It is implied in the recipe to mix a boullion cube in water and pour one cup of the mixture into the beef stroganoff.
Now any time something is "inferred," we can compare it to the inferred boullion cubes (which will never make their way into our home again--hopefully.)
Tuesday, October 31, 2006
It's Been a While...
It's been eleven days since I've blogged. That may be the longest break I've taken from my blog. Anyway, just to fill you in on what's been going on in my neck of the woods...
I think I'd ramble on and on if I really got started on the World Series, so let me just say I will be purchasing a box of Chris Carpenter edition Wheaties. (I like Wheaties anyway.) The box will probably ride in front with me on the way back to the apartment and be separated from the actual bag of cereal almost immediately upon arrival to the apartment.
Regarding other things, my life group (small group) gained a new member yesterday. I was and am still excited about it. He graduated from high school with me last spring, and I was so pleased to hear that he is going to college up here and is living so close to us. (He lives on Page; we live on Olive.) I was so happy last night that I was actually a little unlike myself. I'm pretty low-key, so when I joke excessively or can't sit still, you know I'm excited/extra happy. I love gettting new members, especially people I know!
Tonight, we had some friends over for supper, and the crock pot experience we had was very entertaining and gross to my roommates and myself. I might elaborate on this if I get my sister's permission.
One more thing: If you don't have the Passion05 CD "How Great Is Our God," buy it! My sister and I ordered it online from BMG Music, and my mom brought it up with her when my dad and she came to visit last Friday. It's quickly becoming one of my favorites... Speaking of Passion, have you geared up for Passion07? It's going to be GRAND! Come praise God with the rest of us! If you're interested, visit http://www.268generation.com for more information, video clips/previews, the guestbook, and signing up! Mmmm... John Piper-meaty.
I think I'd ramble on and on if I really got started on the World Series, so let me just say I will be purchasing a box of Chris Carpenter edition Wheaties. (I like Wheaties anyway.) The box will probably ride in front with me on the way back to the apartment and be separated from the actual bag of cereal almost immediately upon arrival to the apartment.
Regarding other things, my life group (small group) gained a new member yesterday. I was and am still excited about it. He graduated from high school with me last spring, and I was so pleased to hear that he is going to college up here and is living so close to us. (He lives on Page; we live on Olive.) I was so happy last night that I was actually a little unlike myself. I'm pretty low-key, so when I joke excessively or can't sit still, you know I'm excited/extra happy. I love gettting new members, especially people I know!
Tonight, we had some friends over for supper, and the crock pot experience we had was very entertaining and gross to my roommates and myself. I might elaborate on this if I get my sister's permission.
One more thing: If you don't have the Passion05 CD "How Great Is Our God," buy it! My sister and I ordered it online from BMG Music, and my mom brought it up with her when my dad and she came to visit last Friday. It's quickly becoming one of my favorites... Speaking of Passion, have you geared up for Passion07? It's going to be GRAND! Come praise God with the rest of us! If you're interested, visit http://www.268generation.com for more information, video clips/previews, the guestbook, and signing up! Mmmm... John Piper-meaty.
Friday, October 20, 2006
The Unforgetable Forgetful Monday
Last Monday was the last time my night class met. Before my night class each week, my roommates and I go out to eat, and we rotate on who decides where. This time it was Dana's turn, and she chose McDonald's. Basically, my purse went in with me but didn't go out with me. I realized it was gone while we were on our way back to Mobap. So I went to my class, took my final (that only took about fifteen minutes) while Dana and Rachel went back to retrieve my purse.
Earlier, before continental breakfast at our apartmetn complex, I lost one of my earrings. Dana found it later.
After my night class, I hung out in the Bywaters Lounge until Dana and Rachel arrived. My orange Starbucks water bottle had went in with me but didn't go out with me. It is still MIA.
Being absent-minded is not particularly convenient, but everyone has these days, right? It's amusing to look back on the day, and even though I still haven't located my snazzy orange Starbucks water bottle, I've aquired a new favorite cup to drink out of at the apartment. It's transparent yellow with opaque tropical flowers. I like it; it's good.
Earlier, before continental breakfast at our apartmetn complex, I lost one of my earrings. Dana found it later.
After my night class, I hung out in the Bywaters Lounge until Dana and Rachel arrived. My orange Starbucks water bottle had went in with me but didn't go out with me. It is still MIA.
Being absent-minded is not particularly convenient, but everyone has these days, right? It's amusing to look back on the day, and even though I still haven't located my snazzy orange Starbucks water bottle, I've aquired a new favorite cup to drink out of at the apartment. It's transparent yellow with opaque tropical flowers. I like it; it's good.
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