Monday, February 5, 2007
2.5.07
I wound up having a really good weekend. Saturday, my friend D. came over and we went shopping. I broke down and bought the most gorgeous little cami and sweater. I know I shouldn't be weak but I was. I also purchased two videos on hula dancing. I want to know BEFORE I go. :) (They were ridiculously cheap.)
Sunday I was supposed to go to Atlanta, and completely overslept. I mean, ridiculously overslept! I watched David Caruso (*sigh*), and got a lot of overdue letter writing accomplished. I am now working on some equally overdue "Just because you're my friend and I love you" packages. I'm totally slacking this year. I'm trying to figure out what to send that is creative and sincere. I think I might have just figured it out. I’ll try to send each of you one in the mail!
I brought my camera to work to download some stuff. I got a new camera for Christmas because my old one had NO zoom, and it was very frustrating. My new one though, requires a USB2, which I don’t have, so I can only download on my comp at work, that is until I purchase one for home. Problem is – I just realized that I left my USB chord at home. Bummer. I will also try to upload a few videos too (Jenn, you will be proud,… hopefully).
Random funnies:
My brother called me yesterday to tell me that, while he was standing on a street corner in the village waiting for the light to turn red, a young woman rode by on her bike, and then proceeded to wipe out. JM said there were probably 200 people, and everybody just gasps. He said several people had to turn their heads to keep from laughing at her. Apparently, she thought she’d cut the corner without decelerating, and miscalculated.
“2 X 4, … Wait, I think it’s a 2 X 6.” "Do you want to leave and go get your measuring tape to check that out?" Ha ha ha ha ha!
"I didn’t know Prince was black!”
David Caruso One-Liners… (they’re just too funny!)
Go COLTS! Yay Peyton!!!
Saturday, February 3, 2007
Hierarchy of Communication
1. In person
2. telephone/email
3. text message
4. Postal Delivered mail
5. comments on my blog/comments on my myspace
6. Comments on facebook
2. telephone/email
3. text message
4. Postal Delivered mail
5. comments on my blog/comments on my myspace
6. Comments on facebook
2.3.07
... I know... a Saturday post! (We finally got the wireless internet hooked up at the house!)
Today has been a blast! I made breakfast for a few DZT new girls, and we just had a chance to sit around and share. They blessed my soul! I'm so excited about the koinonia that we have and will have. God is so good. Here's a pic!
My friend D. came by today. We had time catching up and then headed to Chatt to shop. I broke down. I bought a gorgeous sweater set! I can't wait until it's warmer to wear. (It's still too cold here!)
I have alot I want to share, but I have a pending speaking engagement :), so I don't want to give too much away. God is good. He is faithful. He is everything. That's really all I can say.
I have HOPE. I have hope. Lots of it. This quote encourages my soul:
"I will find you. No matter how long it takes, not matter how far - I will find you." Nathaniel to Cora in The Last of the Mohicans
Friday, February 2, 2007
2.2.07
"the way we continually talk about our own inability is an insult to the Creator. the deploring of our own incompetence is a slander against God for having overlooked us. Get into the habit of examining in the sight of God the things that sound humble before men, and you will be amazed at how staggeringly impertinent they are." Oswald Chambers
Thursday, February 1, 2007
Blizzard Update
Got your attention, huh??
Yes, for you northerners, and inch in the south is the equivalent of a blizzard. Every school within range closes the day before. There is no milk or bread to be found. Nobody can drive in these conditions. It makes the national news.
Life stands still temporarily as snow falls down here. It is such a rarity, an infrequency, that we can only stop what we are doing to digest it in. For all of you who receive any normal amount of accumulation, we are foolish. I will not disagree with you. But, this how things are, and we relish that. That one precious inch of snow becomes the stories that grandchildren hear.
I didn't have to come to work until 12:00 today. More people who work in Dalton live outside of Dalton, so there is an allowance made. It just meant I would be able to sleep late for one more day this week. But on my way to work -- God got my attention.
I absolutely love to watch cooking shows. I have my preferences -- Giada ("Everyday Italian"), Ina Garten ("Barefoot Contessa"), Emeril Lagasse, Bobby Flay, and the ever-incomparable Julia Child. Each of them brings a style to their cooking, making it delectable enough to eat right through the television screen. But I became a Julia Child fan a long time ago, before the Food Network's debut, as she had shows that aired regularly on public television. I would waste time on Saturday just watching her make lots of things, mostly French things that I cannot pronounce, as I would sit, stare, and salivate at the TV. But I loved to watch her make desserts. The time and attention she put into those things was relentless, and her strive for perfection. But Julia love to "dust" her cakes, by using a simple strainer and powder sugar or cocoa. It was always the final touch to a cake, or pie, or tart.
This morning on my way to work (I have a 45 minute drive down a wide, two-lane highway), I realized that God had dusted my surroundings. Everything was covered lightly in this white sift, and all that normally seemed camouflaged, suddenly sprang to my attention. Houses that I didn't know existed were no longer hidden behind shrouds of green and brown. They were exposed. Naked. Visible. Even the woods were unveiled as the snow illuminated fallen branches and trees and exposed what lied around.
And then, God spoke to me. No audible voice (I would pee in my pants or explode from the glory) -- but the Holy Spirit spoke to my heart that, this is what God has been trying to do in me. He's been dusting me, exposing everything in my life, so that I become truly aware and that He can begin to make things new. And that's what He's doing. Spring is coming. New life is coming. Blossoms and blooms, new shoots, growth, color, brilliance -- it's all coming. But before that "new" can come, the old has to pass away. And be Exposed.
I love how God speaks so loudly through creation. He will go to any length possible to get our attention. Even with snow.
Yes, for you northerners, and inch in the south is the equivalent of a blizzard. Every school within range closes the day before. There is no milk or bread to be found. Nobody can drive in these conditions. It makes the national news.
Life stands still temporarily as snow falls down here. It is such a rarity, an infrequency, that we can only stop what we are doing to digest it in. For all of you who receive any normal amount of accumulation, we are foolish. I will not disagree with you. But, this how things are, and we relish that. That one precious inch of snow becomes the stories that grandchildren hear.
I didn't have to come to work until 12:00 today. More people who work in Dalton live outside of Dalton, so there is an allowance made. It just meant I would be able to sleep late for one more day this week. But on my way to work -- God got my attention.
I absolutely love to watch cooking shows. I have my preferences -- Giada ("Everyday Italian"), Ina Garten ("Barefoot Contessa"), Emeril Lagasse, Bobby Flay, and the ever-incomparable Julia Child. Each of them brings a style to their cooking, making it delectable enough to eat right through the television screen. But I became a Julia Child fan a long time ago, before the Food Network's debut, as she had shows that aired regularly on public television. I would waste time on Saturday just watching her make lots of things, mostly French things that I cannot pronounce, as I would sit, stare, and salivate at the TV. But I loved to watch her make desserts. The time and attention she put into those things was relentless, and her strive for perfection. But Julia love to "dust" her cakes, by using a simple strainer and powder sugar or cocoa. It was always the final touch to a cake, or pie, or tart.
This morning on my way to work (I have a 45 minute drive down a wide, two-lane highway), I realized that God had dusted my surroundings. Everything was covered lightly in this white sift, and all that normally seemed camouflaged, suddenly sprang to my attention. Houses that I didn't know existed were no longer hidden behind shrouds of green and brown. They were exposed. Naked. Visible. Even the woods were unveiled as the snow illuminated fallen branches and trees and exposed what lied around.
And then, God spoke to me. No audible voice (I would pee in my pants or explode from the glory) -- but the Holy Spirit spoke to my heart that, this is what God has been trying to do in me. He's been dusting me, exposing everything in my life, so that I become truly aware and that He can begin to make things new. And that's what He's doing. Spring is coming. New life is coming. Blossoms and blooms, new shoots, growth, color, brilliance -- it's all coming. But before that "new" can come, the old has to pass away. And be Exposed.
I love how God speaks so loudly through creation. He will go to any length possible to get our attention. Even with snow.
2.1.07
It snowed in Cleveland last night.
Schools in a nine county radius shut down yesterday around 8:00 p.m.
Lee University refuses to cancel classes. :) They posted a temporary delay.
Pandemonium set in.
There is no milk or bread in town. Ha ha ha.
What will this town do when Jesus comes back????
Schools in a nine county radius shut down yesterday around 8:00 p.m.
Lee University refuses to cancel classes. :) They posted a temporary delay.
Pandemonium set in.
There is no milk or bread in town. Ha ha ha.
What will this town do when Jesus comes back????
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