| a nudgeso i feel a nudge to write. "it has been quite a while" ...like an awkward encounter with a long lost college acquaintance... "how are you?"."good". "how are you?". "good". yep, that pretty much sums it up. it is hard to delve into the reasons and what hows of all that has transpired since once last communicated so sometimes it is easier just to graze over the present. so i had this hilarious conversation on the phone with this precious old man from new jersey the other day. (due to my job) anyways, his dog kept barking in the background. when i asked what kind of dog it was he said a basset hound. so within seconds i had a mental image of this old man in high waisted navy blue pants and a tucked in white shirt and a funny hat...and a big fat basset hound sitting on the couch next to him.... when i asked the name of the dog he said 'myrtle'. sometimes things in life just fit. like the name 'myrtle' for a basset hound. if i had a hound dog (which i think i would really love) i would name him rufus. so. thought of the present .... i think old men are adorable. i think basset hounds with old lady names are more adorable. bets* |
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| i sat tonight and chatted/listened to a friend and roommate... we chatted about life, struggles, patterns. and the entire time i found myself aching to get to a keyboard to transpose some of these thoughts. i have always felt that the world's most profound mysteries are solved or dissected in the hallways of dorms..or houses...late into the evening. i came to this.. when we are told to 'surrender our lives to Christ' the predominant image in my head is that of a circle with the word GOD filling the middle. we are told that He is to touch every aspect of our lives...He should be the center to our lives...not the first on the agenda, but THE agenda. but i think there is something very much missing in this picture. because, previously, when i thought of this model and how i was to live my Christ- centered life i never factored in the 'ugly' areas. to be very vague i guess i could use the word 'sin'... i mean sure, i could let Christ touch, even gently place a hand on my 'sin' like some cheesy drama you would see in youth group. but i never imagined nor did i want for Him to snuggle up with my sin... but there i was tonight realizing how much 'sin' i had let Christ snuggle up with in the past months... i had let Christ crawl into bed with my darkest parts...and rest there. that is what surrendering is all about. it is more of an exposure really...catching you unguarded, awkward, on the defense... and letting Him enter that realm. on a side note: it is finally outdoor season again in AZ. like the first few days of spring elsewhere in the United States when everyone emerges from their homes. the hiking is better then ever. |
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| so i watched The Golden Girls this morning while eating breakfast... i have not laughed that hard in a while... Rose cracks me up...!! ps. Janie Toy...if you read this... it is almost your wedding day!!!!!! yay!! |
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| moneyi really hate money sometimes. |
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| The Greatest Generationi watched The Notebook tonight so needless to say i am estrogen pumped and wanting to wear my hair in big swooped-back curls tommorrow, possibly a hat draped with a tiny veil as well...
they just don't make men like they used to... there was this era when life seemed simple and love seemed less confusing. when a guy saw a girl he liked...hung on a ferris wheel to ask her out... and love bloomed... when men were men and women were women. there is something in me that smiles at that...
but the movie itself... not really a cinematic wonder...but after a long day it fit quite nicely. the somewhat 'off' southern accents were a bit annoying but i got over it...
off to sleep.
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