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Saturday, October 27, 2007

  • Saturday Morning Ponderings

    Circumstances loom

    And make it hard to see past them into Your Truth.

    Though You said I have nothing to fear

    A twinge wakes me and its whispers lull me to sleep.

    As I relax from my work, I engage in the fight

    And my dreams are the battles,

    Where I’m grasped at and struggle

    To free myself from the clenching grip of angst and terror,

    Though You said

    You were holding me.

    Why do I waver?

     

    For Your small victories I cheer and I shout

    For You’ve overcome circumstance again, today, yet I

    Mask the tears

    Because victory is not yet triumph

    And the enemy is near.

     

    But Your Truth is imminent

    And overshadows the circumstances that linger.

    You pronounced I have nothing to fear.

    Your mercy wakes me and Your wisdom assures me of a sweet sleep

    Where my dreams are Your vision.

    As You empower me to do Your work, and You engage in the fight,

    My worship is the battle

    Where I surrender to Your grasp

    And Your grip envelopes me in peace and safety.

    Because You said

    You are holding me,

    I will not be moved.

Saturday, September 08, 2007

  • BS

    Bo Scembechler that is...the curse of Bo Schembechler.  That is to say, Bo would never curse the Wolverines, being a Michigan man through and through.  But after failing to beat Ohio State to honor Bo the day after his passing, Michigan has failed to win, or even play well, including embarrassingly losing twice at the Big House.  Not only have they not posted a win, but today they suffered a number of personnel losses as well.  Can Michigan pull it together and reverse this "curse"?  The upside, I suppose, is in the consolation that the Wolverines have not yet lost to a Big Ten team and hence are technically in the hunt for the Big Ten Title/Rose Bowl (hahaha).

    Am I superstitious?  Those who know know no, I am absolutely not.  However, I find this "BS" too ironic to simply ignore.  (And since the Pistons/Red Wings seasons have not yet started and baseball is, well, baseball [slow], I simply CAN'T ignore it.)

    That being said, I sincerely hope that the "best in the West" reverse the curse--extend their best to the real west and the east, for that matter.  Am I baffled and severely disappointed? Yes.  In fact, I bragged to many people that this was the National Championship year and now, in a world of burnt orange, my "Go Blue"r is blue and my maize is a little yellow, fearing the razzing that comes after severe sports humiliations.  However, who else would I root for?  "The" Ohio State? Bwahahahaha.  The Spartans?  Even funnier.  Colt McCoy?  Not a chance.  Even if they lose their next 40 games, Michigan is still the team for me. (And I've had a lot of practice rooting for losing teams, as SMU lost about 40 games during my 4 years there.)

Tuesday, August 21, 2007

  • Wisdom

    Just thought I'd share--I found out today that I have 5 wisdom teeth...though after oral surgery I will not have 5 anymore, I find it extremely fascinating that I have 5 to begin with.  With my head of gray hair at age 25 and 5 wisdom teeth, I feel very wise.  But even when I color my hair and get my wisdom teeth pulled, I will still have access to wisdom.  Thank God for James 1:5.  Wisdom is now telling me to go to bed and be ready for my students on the first day of school tomorrow.  Love you guys.

Wednesday, August 08, 2007

  • She Looks the Same

    So here it is, a week after I posted that I dreamed about Mrs. Bonner, and I ran into her.  IT'S BEEN TEN YEARS!!!!  And even ten years ago, I just saw her briefly and I was a sophmore in high school.  I felt a compulsion to drive up to Dallas/Ft. Worth (about 3-4 hours) and attend the Believer's Convention in Ft. Worth.  Now as long as I lived in the area I only went but once when we first moved down here and my mom brought me...but now I live in Austin and I feel i ought to go...so I go...and I am by myself, sitting way up and I see this lady and I say--gee, that looks like Mrs. Bonner--though I couldn't leave my seat right away because the service had started and then when we broke for lunch, she had disappeared.  But after lunch I went and planted myself by where I had seen her and I see her again.  For some reason I was kind of nervous and I said--Mrs. Bonner?--and she was elated to see me, knew exactly who I was.  She said she had just recently been thinking about me and wondering how I was and how they hadn't been to the convention for several years, but something told her she HAD to be here this year.  I am ecstatic, because for a few years now, I have been wanting to get in touch with Mrs. Bonner, and now I have all the contact information I could ever need.  We had a great time chatting and she even called Mrs. Skaja and I got to talk on the phone with Mrs. Skaja.  Hahaha.  We talked about teaching and got all caught up.  I am disappointed to have to leave for Austin tomorrow and not be able to stay for the rest of the week feasting on the Word of God and sitting next to my Mrs. Bonner, but I am so thankful for this divine appointment...

Sunday, July 29, 2007

  • Mrs. Bonner

    Last night I had a dream that I was little and in Mrs. Bonner's class again, and yet, as dreams often go, I was watching myself from the ceiling with an adult perspective at the same time that I was the little girl skipping in to my desk.  Not much happened before I woke up, but I struggled for the next two hours to regain a foothold in that blissful dream, that wonderful dream.  Unfortunately, though I struggled with all my might, I could not make that occur. 

    Why do I miss Mrs. Bonner so much?  Is it because I am now teaching 2nd graders the way she once taught me?  Is it because she was my favorite teacher, because she used to take us outside sometimes to play the Hokey Pokey, Jesus style, which I vividly remember and incorporated in my own classroom?  Is it because I want to apologize for lying in the fourth grade and not confessing to talking while she was out of the room?  What is it about her that endears her to me?

    4th grade018

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