Thursday, August 28, 2008

I dare you to move

Such an excellent song. God is good

Days like this

Days like this make me glad I have a lofted bed- otherwise I would have crawled into it by now and gone back to sleep. But I don't feel like exerting the effort to do so.

Days like this it doesn't help that it's dreary outside. Perhaps if it weren't I'd be a little less dreary myself.

Days like this, I'd go hungry if I didn't have food in my room. Again, too much effort to go anywhere to eat.

Days like this I'm glad my roommate has class. So I can sit here doing nothing. Knowing I have a hundred things to do, but not having the energy or ambition to do any of them...

Wednesday, August 27, 2008

Free at last, free at last

I don't know how I got thru 19 years of life without listening to Martin Luther King Jr.'s "I have a dream" speech.

If you have too, listen to it. Tomorrow will be the anniversary of its delivery date.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PbUtL_0vAJk

It's one of the most powerful things I've ever heard. Truly amazing.

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

The Singing Butler




I love this painting.

Saturday, August 23, 2008

Torn

I've yet to find the line between helping and enabling. They say it's where your helping the person changes from helping them to hurting them, but that's not an easy line to draw. I want to help. But I don't want to intrude. I want to make it better. But I don't want to be a crutch for you. I don't want you to forget how to walk.

We'll let it go for the night. Prayer is good.

Friday, August 22, 2008

A lament

I had a disturbing conversation with a friend today. He was talking about his ex-girlfriend, and how things had been since the two of them broke up at the end of last semester.

The conversation, in paraphrase:
Yeh, after we broke up she started dating another guy. And after 3 months of dating him she says she loves him just as much as she loved me before. Which tells me one thing: she never really loved me as much as she thought she did. And the thing is, she said she's breaking up with him before she comes back to school because she doesn't think she'll be able to stay faithful to him...

What?!?!

again, i say

WHAT?!?!!??!?!?

Does the word "love" mean nothing these days? I mean honestly! How can you say that you love someone, but not enough to be faithful to them? Isn't that contrary to what it means to love someone??

*sigh*

Oh college. Here I am. Back for another fun-filled year. By God's grace, I'm getting to see this friend that I was talking to make some serious changes in his life. Turning towards God after years of being an atheist.

I pray that God continues to make such changes in people. That more may come to know Him every day.

Musings of a miscellaneous nature

~Yay for coming to college completely exhausted. I slept so well last night its not even funny. And as I rule I don't sleep well in new places for a few days until I'm acclimated.

~I'm liking my dorm room. It's pretty swell. Kinda the perfect size too; although movable furniture would be really nice.

~It's my second day here, and I went for my first run today. I like that. I missed running. I've always maintained that it's like a shower for your insides- afterwards you feel so clean!

~Hands down I'm an introvert. So why is it that most of the time when I'm in a group I'm the outgoing one?

~I love having an introverted roommate. It makes life so much easier, and my room so much more relaxing.

~God is good. It's going to be a great year. I can feel it!

Wednesday, August 20, 2008

Goodbye, goodbye. Parting is such sweet sorrow...

It just caught up to me. I just sat down and thought about it, and realized that this summer completely flew. Not just in the sense that all summers go fast.

No. This one whizzed by at lightning speed.

All good things do I suppose. We were looking at those English books today (I'll tell you what was up with that if you like...) and I couldn't help but think that was the longest summer ever. Because it was (not completely...but mostly) awful.

It seems like I just got a job at Ruby's yesterday. Though my bank account would say differently.

It seems like we just had our first lotr meetings last week. But we've got a movie to prove otherwise.

It seems like May was not long ago, and yet...

It's good. I'm excited to go back to school. Ready? Maybe not. But I'm excited!

Here I go again...but not alone.

Friday, August 15, 2008

Pre-game

Going through my notes on Biblical manhood and womanhood before talking to Pastor Sigrid, I came across a great quote that Piper used:

“In my view, America’s greatest need is for husbands to begin guiding their families rather than pouring every physical and emotional resource into the mere acquisition of money.”
~James Dobson

Wednesday, August 13, 2008

Political parties

I've decided to switch my party registration. Not that it matters for the upcoming election, but I'm doing it anyway. I've come to realize that it's possible to be a conservative with several liberal tendencies, and absolutely impossible to be a liberal with a lot of conservative ideals.

Monday, August 11, 2008

Hey dol merry dol ring a ding dillo

I'm excited to go back to school. I'm glad that I can finally say that. Glad that I've put my trust in God and put my fears aside. Glad that I've accepted that whatever will happen will happen, and that He has control over it, not me.

Packing today got me psyched. (Although it could have just been the room-cleaning aspect....)

I'm ready to move back in. Ready to re-start dorm life. Ready to live in smaller quarters, with fewer things. Ready to live on a floor, with roommates.

And yet...

I wish that were do-able without leaving my friends. I wish I could mesh the two. Wish that I could say with certainty that I'd see them all before Christmas break.

I mean, honestly. You can't find people this cool anywhere else!

Sunday, August 10, 2008

Family Ties

You can choose your friends, but you can't choose your relatives.

And while they are the people who've raised you, they're not perfect.

And then you have yourself in a quandary of sorts: loving them as they are, but praying you don't grow up to be the same. Or marry someone who grows up to be the same.