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Name: Katherine
Birthday: 8/21/1986
Gender: Female
Interests: music, good friends, pirates, aggies, france, singing, love stories, maroon, sleeping in really late, good books, coffee, late night movies, sweet eugene's, scrabble, car time, taquitos at whataburger, being spontaneous, aggie football, live music, rainy weather, blanket time, the century tree, sixth floor in evan's library, woship, sunsets, daisies, love, and late nights with good friends :-D
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AIM:  katizzle958
Member Since:
11/12/2003
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| Whenever you find love, it feels like Christmas...If you know me, even a little, you know that Christmas is my favorite time of year. Now when I say 'time of year' I mean the entire Christmas season which begins November first, and sadly, ends tomorrow (I'm not one to celebrate Christmas after December 25th..).
As an Aggie, I'm one to follow traditions, and for me, Christmas is a time of traditions. The first beginning with the first day of cold. On the first day of cold weather, I wear a scarf around my neck, drink hot chocolate, and watch one of my favorite movies of all time: "It's A Wonderful Life". The decorations go up and the Christmas candles are burned, constantly. There were some new traditions added this Christmas, and some old ones from my childhood brought back.
I don't know what it is about being in Nebraska around Christmas that brings about feelings of reflection and questions about the future. Maybe it's because I only have myself here, no friends to distract me or books to take up my time, it's just me and my thoughts. Last Christmas was depressing, I'm not going to lie. I couldn't wait to get back to the hustle and bustle of College Station and leave the quiet, cold state of Nebraska. This year was different. I couldn't wait to leave College Station and come here, to come home, and that have that quiet, alone time of reflection (and to get my wisdom teeth, I suppose...). It's funny how things change, eh?
Last night Caitlin told me I was embracing change to some extent, which is a new thing for me. I supposed wanting to dye my hair red is a change, but really, I've been doing quite a bit more of changing than that this past year.
This past year I: decided what I wanted to do for the rest of my life, had my first REAL spiritual breakdown ever, got bangs (kind of), lived in another state for an entire month and loved it, learned how to knit, joined a new church (and new Baptist church), and went on a cruise!... just to name a few.
A year ago at this time exactly I was sitting in the other room, re-reading all my old xanga posts and thinking about the past. This Christmas eve finds me sitting among close family and looking nervously toward the future. The fact that I've started looking toward the future tells me that I'm becoming okay with the idea of growing up. My friend Doug always makes fun of me, telling me: "Ms. Bisbee.. I do believe you are growing up!". I usually shove him in the shoulder playfully and argue that it's not true in the least, but lastely those shoves are becoming less and less. I know I'm growing up, it's inevitable, but I'm becoming okay with it, I suppose.
I figured this entry better be a meaningful-ish one considering it's been several months since my last one, and I'm not promising that it won't be months before I post again, but...
"...if you can't say it at Christmas, when can you?" -Love Actually
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My friend Doug asked me if i'd write my S.O.S testimony for the S.O.S newsletter coming out next week, and while normally i'd be kind of freaked out and nervous about speaking my heart like this for everyone to hear, i felt God whispering to me, encouraging me to do this. So, in the midst of all the crazy exams and papers going on in my life right now, God told me to take time and write this testimony. So... here it is... for everyone to hear.
[S.O.S Testimony
I remember my first Thursday night of S.O.S Children’s
Ministry. The busses emptied and the kids came pouring in through the doors
where I stood pinned against one of the walls. I was nervous, but excited;
terrified, but somehow at peace. I didn’t recognize it at that time, but God
was showing me something incredible--the plan He had laid out for me from the
beginning.
God used a small boy that I happened to take notice of my
first week at S.O.S., to show me the life He wanted for me. This boy was kind
of reserved and very defensive, with this tough persona he would show on the
outside, but you knew on the inside his heart was just aching for someone to love
him. Later that semester, as we were wrapping up one night, something caught my
eye--this boy, who seemed so broken and angry at the beginning of the year, was
encouraging another boy to succeed in a game they were playing. It seems so
trivial, and acts of kindness like these are shown all the time, but I found
myself crying. God had used this ministry to reveal His love to this boy, and I
knew at that moment that God had called me into a life of ministry like S.O.S.,
for children like these. I called my Mom the second I got into my car that
night and explained that I believed God had spoken to me through this little
boy. I wasn’t sure how it was going to happen, but I told her that I wanted to
be a Christian counselor for inner-city kids. She later told me that the joy
and excitement she heard in my voice that night was truly a blessing, and she
recognized that this burning desire to minister to these kids was God’s hope
for me.
When I signed up to volunteer for S.O.S Children’s Ministry,
I honestly didn’t know what I was getting myself into. A friend of mine at the
Wesley Foundation was signing up, and I thought to myself, “Why not?”. When I heard JJ’s testimony and vision for
this incredible ministry, I knew it wasn’t just by chance that I was there. I
feel so blessed to witness miracle after miracle every Thursday night at
S.O.S.. as I watch the Lord use this
ministry as an avenue to pursue His children and capture them with his
unfailing love that they are so desperate for. ]  | | |
| this working 10-5 everyday does have it's perks. well, one perk: money. i'd much rather be sleeping or unpacking, or even better- hanging out with the people i haven't seen in 7 wks. i agree with nick, money is the root of all evil- and i do like giving hugs.
i have gotten to see some of the friends since i've been back. i've missed my lisa a lot- and we've gotten in some quality friend time. i hung out in the CAO last night for a bit with james. that places feels like a home... i feel comfortable there. my townhouse is starting to feel like a home. that's probably because as of last night- my walls are completely covered, once again, with all of my memories. lisa and james both laughed when they walked in- and call me crazy, but i love the cluttler. i thrive in it. bare walls scare me and make me uncomfortable, and well, my room is anything but bare.
i also got to see will and kellan! kellan and i had dinner at pita pit last night, and boy has northgate changed. a starbucks!? holy cow... that would've been nice to have when i lived on northside freshman year.
so here i am at work. waiting till 5 so i can get off and go see casey. tomorrow i return home for some goodbyes. my grandma is leaving texas on monday for a permanent move to nebraska, and after this weekend, i won't get to see either of them until christmas. it's going to be rough...
i'm ready for everything to settle down. to be moved in completely. to have classes begin. i want familiar things- i'm tired of change.
but yay for being back home! ps: my living room has a red wall! 
edit: check out me and casey's back to school cake from HEB!
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| sometimes you just have to start over, you know? ... a fresh start. that's what i need this semester... and i'm excited about it. there are things i want to change in my life- things i need to change in my life, and this time i'm going to make it happen.
this entry is supposed to be vague.
that's just how i roll...
college station countdown: 9 days
here's to new beginnings! and new hair cuts
 
Phil 4:16
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| Ok so, I was thinking about just not posting again, but I decided against it. Hooray?
Updates:
-I'm in Omaha, Nebraska taking an Intro to World Religions class at the University of Nebraska-Omaha. The prof seems really laid back, and the course work shouldn't be too much to handle: 3 papers, no text book, no test, 7 online quizzes? And the course is interesting, so that's a plus!
-I managed to pull off and "A" in my Developmental Psychology class last session at A&M. I really got an 87, but my prof gave me the "A". Amazing.
-I'm spending an entire week with my wonderful best friend, Patrick. He's here with me in Nebraska and it's been absolutely glorious. I'm not sure how i'm going to handle being alone here for another month after he leaves me, but I know it'll all work out. I'm good at making friends, yeah?
-Phone calls are MUCH appreciated while i'm here, friends.
I think this month will be a challenge, but I'm really excited about it. Whoop for new adventures! | | |
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