I've been reading the book of Proverbs that corresponds with the day of the month. I've been trying. What's been very funny to me, is the sheer volume of word plays between the righteous and the wicked, specifically those with wise mouths versus those who have "loose lips". Anyone who knows me, knows that being tight-lipped is not my strong suit. I am trying, but breaking 27 years worth of habits is difficult. :)
"A fool's talk brings a rod to (her) back, but the lips of the wise protect them." Prov 14: 3
Doing my homework last night, I ran across this scripture and am very encouraged by it: "... and if you cry out for insight and cry aloud for understanding, and if you look for it as for silver and search for it as for hidden treasure, then you will understand the fear of the Lord and find the knowledge of God." Prov 2:3-5. Apparently, I missed it on November 2.
The Lord is totally messing with me and how I've done things in my life... even how I pray, and how their not wrong (per say), but how ineffective and confining they are. Even all my 'trust' issues... I've focused so much on not trusting God -- why would He trust me with anything??? Definitely a toe-stompin' for sure! But I needed it. I know that God is more than good... he's more than enough. In my silly little head, I can't fathom more than enough.
On a non-spiritual note -- in belly dancing last night, we started working on choreography for a drum solo. Very cool. I am quite sore today, but it's really neat.
It's a busy day at work... gotta run!
Tuesday, November 14, 2006
Monday, November 13, 2006
I'm easily amused...
I saw this on a blog this morning:
the name of a coffee shop in a church -- Holy Grounds.
I can't tell you why I laughed so hard that I snorted, but I did.
the name of a coffee shop in a church -- Holy Grounds.
I can't tell you why I laughed so hard that I snorted, but I did.
11.13.2006
P.S. I also started reading John Ortberg's If you want to walk on water, You've got to get out of the boat. He says that your fear will tell you what your boat is.
My boat is being alone. And, I'm ready to get out of the boat.
Take the Cup I offer... and drink deeply of the dreams I dream for you...
Here’s a recap of the weekend.
Friday, I didn’t eat lunch. Left early to go to hear Jesse Duplantis at BJCC in Birmingham, Alabama with my friend Danielle. We arrived late, but all we missed was P&W. Jesse preached a great message based on 2 Corinthians 9:8, “And God is able to make all grace abound to you, so that in all things at all times, having all that you need, you will abound in every good work.” He spoke about faith, and harvest, and sowing seed (He did not ask for money FYI), and said this (and I love it) “You have what you say because you’ve been saying what you have.” Don’t we though? For instance, I say I’m broke, therefore I’m broke. This is not one of those I think therefore I am dissertations on life, but it definitely applies in the realm of what we speak. So… in faith I say, … I am married, soon! And I’m blessed! God knows the desires of my heart, and I don’t just mean my husband, I mean ALL the desires of my heart. Jesse also preached that God can provide all our needs, but He also wants to provide our WANTS. Anyways… I’m going to get the CD of the sermon. It was good!
Saturday morning, we had a Girls’ Group breakfast at Panera. I had a cinnamon crunch bagel, but was not impressed. Went to Books-a-Million afterwards until around noon. Had late lunch plans with D, but I decided to take a nap, a three-hour nap, and missed lunch. Then I just vegged out the rest of the evening. I have to be honest… I don’t miss my weekends of nothingness. I actually enjoy having lots of stuff to do, even if it makes me a little tired the next day.
Sunday… got sick yesterday morning, but met up with a friend for lunch. Afterwards, she and I went shopping in Calhoun, GA, and just had a good time. Last night, Avalon performed at Lee. It’s been a few years since I’ve seen then perform in concert, but they did a few old songs (Jody was very disheartened to say they actually had old songs – Avalon has been a group for 11 years), but it was really good.
This morning on the way to work, I popped in A Maze of Grace, and listened to a few songs. I think I will always love Adonai… it’s just my favorite Avalon song. But this one came on, (it’s the last song on the CD), and I wanted to share the words. The chorus lines up with everything that has been going on with me… in my heart… in my soul… in my head. My little mind can’t fathom the things that God dreams for me. They are SO MUCH MORE wonderful than I can even imagine.
Dreams I dream for you
You taste the tears
You're lost in sorrow
You see your yesterdays
I see tomorrow
You see the darkness
I see the spark
You know your failures
But I know your heart
The dreams I dream for you
Are deeper that the ones you're clinging to
More precious than the finest things you knew
And truer than the treasures you pursue
Chorus
Let the old dreams die
Like stars that fade from view
Then take the cup I offer
And drink deeply of The dreams I dream for you
You see your shame
But I see your glory
You've read one page
I know the story
I hold a vision
That you'll become
As you grow into the truth
As you learn to walk in love
Chorus
Let the old dreams die
Like stars that fade from view
Then take the cup I offer
And drink deeply of The dreams I dream for you
Friday, I didn’t eat lunch. Left early to go to hear Jesse Duplantis at BJCC in Birmingham, Alabama with my friend Danielle. We arrived late, but all we missed was P&W. Jesse preached a great message based on 2 Corinthians 9:8, “And God is able to make all grace abound to you, so that in all things at all times, having all that you need, you will abound in every good work.” He spoke about faith, and harvest, and sowing seed (He did not ask for money FYI), and said this (and I love it) “You have what you say because you’ve been saying what you have.” Don’t we though? For instance, I say I’m broke, therefore I’m broke. This is not one of those I think therefore I am dissertations on life, but it definitely applies in the realm of what we speak. So… in faith I say, … I am married, soon! And I’m blessed! God knows the desires of my heart, and I don’t just mean my husband, I mean ALL the desires of my heart. Jesse also preached that God can provide all our needs, but He also wants to provide our WANTS. Anyways… I’m going to get the CD of the sermon. It was good!
Saturday morning, we had a Girls’ Group breakfast at Panera. I had a cinnamon crunch bagel, but was not impressed. Went to Books-a-Million afterwards until around noon. Had late lunch plans with D, but I decided to take a nap, a three-hour nap, and missed lunch. Then I just vegged out the rest of the evening. I have to be honest… I don’t miss my weekends of nothingness. I actually enjoy having lots of stuff to do, even if it makes me a little tired the next day.
Sunday… got sick yesterday morning, but met up with a friend for lunch. Afterwards, she and I went shopping in Calhoun, GA, and just had a good time. Last night, Avalon performed at Lee. It’s been a few years since I’ve seen then perform in concert, but they did a few old songs (Jody was very disheartened to say they actually had old songs – Avalon has been a group for 11 years), but it was really good.
This morning on the way to work, I popped in A Maze of Grace, and listened to a few songs. I think I will always love Adonai… it’s just my favorite Avalon song. But this one came on, (it’s the last song on the CD), and I wanted to share the words. The chorus lines up with everything that has been going on with me… in my heart… in my soul… in my head. My little mind can’t fathom the things that God dreams for me. They are SO MUCH MORE wonderful than I can even imagine.
Dreams I dream for you
You taste the tears
You're lost in sorrow
You see your yesterdays
I see tomorrow
You see the darkness
I see the spark
You know your failures
But I know your heart
The dreams I dream for you
Are deeper that the ones you're clinging to
More precious than the finest things you knew
And truer than the treasures you pursue
Chorus
Let the old dreams die
Like stars that fade from view
Then take the cup I offer
And drink deeply of The dreams I dream for you
You see your shame
But I see your glory
You've read one page
I know the story
I hold a vision
That you'll become
As you grow into the truth
As you learn to walk in love
Chorus
Let the old dreams die
Like stars that fade from view
Then take the cup I offer
And drink deeply of The dreams I dream for you
Friday, November 10, 2006
11.10.2006
I only have a few minutes to blog, but here goes!
God keeps me humble. I think I've mentioned that before. Last night, He did it again. And actually, it's very funny!! God is so good... all the time!!
I'm going to see Jesse Duplantis tonight. Should be very interesting! If I'm lucky, I'll run into a few people I know and love.
Those of you who do, please help me pray -- there is a job opportunity out of GA that is very appealing. My boss has given me the go ahead to apply. It's a very significant raise, but would put me about seven hours from my family. I just need direction!
God keeps me humble. I think I've mentioned that before. Last night, He did it again. And actually, it's very funny!! God is so good... all the time!!
I'm going to see Jesse Duplantis tonight. Should be very interesting! If I'm lucky, I'll run into a few people I know and love.
Those of you who do, please help me pray -- there is a job opportunity out of GA that is very appealing. My boss has given me the go ahead to apply. It's a very significant raise, but would put me about seven hours from my family. I just need direction!
Thursday, November 9, 2006
Just for the record...
I have two wonderful friends named Holly, who, in light of their ridiculously busy schedules, husbands, children, etc... still managed to respond to my tag. I am sincerely touched. :) Love you Gals!
Wednesday, November 8, 2006
Thirteen
http://thursdaythirteen.com/
So, I ran across this site somehow, but if I had to retrace my steps, I could not. I do however like the idea of thirteen, seeing that it is my favorite number. I may try to be creative, and Michael, Holly, and Holly… if you still read this – then I am tagging you to do it too. I think these are supposed to be short, but they’re not. :)
“My” Thirteen – funny memories from childhood
1. After my parents divorce, my mom would buy shaved turkey and onion rolls and make ronzoni salad (it’s a pasta salad), and we would have the best lunches on Saturdays. If we were REALLY good, we’d get Claussen pickles too.
2. My best friend and I would take my pink boom box to the front porch and make up dances to songs off of 107.3FM out of Columbus. It was scandalous.
3. I had a Barbie doll named Teresa that I would never let any of my friends play with. Somehow I deemed her special. She was probably a Puerto Rican Barbie, and closely resembles Eva Longoria from Desperate Housewives today. She had a cute beach outfit and yellow high-tops and I thought she was the coolest.
4. At the parsonage on 8th & 8th, John Mark and I had a sandbox and we spent two or three days making the most intricate fort only to have it suddenly infested with ants and later destroyed by rain. Before it’s untimely demise, we were very excited about it.
5. The Christmas after I graduated from high school is referred to as “The blue Christmas”. I was (and secretly) still am obsessed with Navy blue, and everything that I got that year had navy in it. Everything. That’s also the year I acquired the Big Blue Bible, which is by far one of the greatest things I own.
6. I remember the first time I heard the other side of the Radically Saved cassette tape by Carmen. The backside of that tape is the 1) Jericho: the Shout of Victory (also where I learned a little Japanese that I, to this day, still remember, 2) I Feel Jesus, and 3) the God of All Nations Medley. I had been sick with Strep and out of school. My mom brought a lamp in my room and turned the tape over and hit play. I remember crying in bed just in awe. Really, it was the first time I understood missions work. For a brief time, I wanted to learn another language and be a missionary.
7. We played the Most awesome games of Cops and Robbers with all the kids in my neighborhood during the summers between 7th-9th grade.
8. John Mark and I used to play Bank Teller by sliding Monopoly money through the slots on my closet doors. This was Pre-ATM days (circa 1986). I am proud that we were ahead of our time technologically.
9. I had the biggest crush on Davy Jones from the Monkees. My BF Laura and I would watch it everyday at 5/4Central on Nickelodeon.
10. There was a pastor in Alabama named T.P.Allen, and my family used to make fun of him by calling him Wigwam behind his back. The first time I met him, I asked my grandmother (out loud), “Grandmama, isn’t he Wigwam?” I got a spanking for that.
11. I wanted to be a financial investor when I was really little. I somehow scammed my grandfather into giving me $1.05. To this day, he reminds me periodically that I owe him interest on that loan.
12. We used to play E.R. at Mrs. Deb’s house with Robyn and Crystal, and all the neighborhood kids. Everyone died at some point, or was wrapped in Ace bandages from an accident, and everyone knew how to write up a patients chart.
13. Whenever the bug man would come through the neighborhood (every night!), all of the kids would “hit the deck” and fall on faces until we though the smell had died down.
So, I ran across this site somehow, but if I had to retrace my steps, I could not. I do however like the idea of thirteen, seeing that it is my favorite number. I may try to be creative, and Michael, Holly, and Holly… if you still read this – then I am tagging you to do it too. I think these are supposed to be short, but they’re not. :)
“My” Thirteen – funny memories from childhood
1. After my parents divorce, my mom would buy shaved turkey and onion rolls and make ronzoni salad (it’s a pasta salad), and we would have the best lunches on Saturdays. If we were REALLY good, we’d get Claussen pickles too.
2. My best friend and I would take my pink boom box to the front porch and make up dances to songs off of 107.3FM out of Columbus. It was scandalous.
3. I had a Barbie doll named Teresa that I would never let any of my friends play with. Somehow I deemed her special. She was probably a Puerto Rican Barbie, and closely resembles Eva Longoria from Desperate Housewives today. She had a cute beach outfit and yellow high-tops and I thought she was the coolest.
4. At the parsonage on 8th & 8th, John Mark and I had a sandbox and we spent two or three days making the most intricate fort only to have it suddenly infested with ants and later destroyed by rain. Before it’s untimely demise, we were very excited about it.
5. The Christmas after I graduated from high school is referred to as “The blue Christmas”. I was (and secretly) still am obsessed with Navy blue, and everything that I got that year had navy in it. Everything. That’s also the year I acquired the Big Blue Bible, which is by far one of the greatest things I own.
6. I remember the first time I heard the other side of the Radically Saved cassette tape by Carmen. The backside of that tape is the 1) Jericho: the Shout of Victory (also where I learned a little Japanese that I, to this day, still remember, 2) I Feel Jesus, and 3) the God of All Nations Medley. I had been sick with Strep and out of school. My mom brought a lamp in my room and turned the tape over and hit play. I remember crying in bed just in awe. Really, it was the first time I understood missions work. For a brief time, I wanted to learn another language and be a missionary.
7. We played the Most awesome games of Cops and Robbers with all the kids in my neighborhood during the summers between 7th-9th grade.
8. John Mark and I used to play Bank Teller by sliding Monopoly money through the slots on my closet doors. This was Pre-ATM days (circa 1986). I am proud that we were ahead of our time technologically.
9. I had the biggest crush on Davy Jones from the Monkees. My BF Laura and I would watch it everyday at 5/4Central on Nickelodeon.
10. There was a pastor in Alabama named T.P.Allen, and my family used to make fun of him by calling him Wigwam behind his back. The first time I met him, I asked my grandmother (out loud), “Grandmama, isn’t he Wigwam?” I got a spanking for that.
11. I wanted to be a financial investor when I was really little. I somehow scammed my grandfather into giving me $1.05. To this day, he reminds me periodically that I owe him interest on that loan.
12. We used to play E.R. at Mrs. Deb’s house with Robyn and Crystal, and all the neighborhood kids. Everyone died at some point, or was wrapped in Ace bandages from an accident, and everyone knew how to write up a patients chart.
13. Whenever the bug man would come through the neighborhood (every night!), all of the kids would “hit the deck” and fall on faces until we though the smell had died down.
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