Thoughts from the day

* God is love. God’s word is truth. Neither of those can be changed.

* Why is popcorn in a tin (sold by the boy scouts) so enticing and addicting?

* Pizza may be my favorite food. Especially pizza from Sams (the "Take and Bake" kind.)

* I am glad that I left my running shoes in Waco.

* Burnt Pizza makes me very sad. Especially when it is the last piece.

* Popcorn in a tin is going to be the death of me.

* “Jesus you’re my light within, Jesus you’ve made me what I am.” I love United Pursuit Band.

* I am very excited that tomorrow is Free Pastry Day at Starbucks.

* I am very much looking forward to wearing Courtney’s bridesmaid dress on Easter Sunday.

* Because of the last two thoughts: I wish I had brought my running shoes back to Fort Worth.

* I love my Chacos.

* I don't love research.

* Maybe I'll get to sleep at a decent hour tonight...

A Starbucks Conversation

This evening I was sitting in Starbucks working on one of the many logs I have for class. In walks 2 middle aged couples in cardigans, sweater vests, London Fog raincoats, and sparkly faux jewelry (for imagery sake.) As they walk in I can tell they are going to be a delightful bunch. They joke and kid around with each other, with no concern to their volume.

After 20 minutes or so, 2 indie college student males walk in. They are delightfully clothed in bandannas, unbuttoned flannels, skinny jeans with cowboy boots, index rings, v-necks, etc.

As they the young'ens are getting sugar for their coffee/tea, the two older gentlemen turn around and say to them, " Are you guys guitar players?" To which they reply "Yes, we are." The 4 go on to discuss what kinds of guitars they play, what kind of music they play, if they are in a band, good guitar shops (one called "Waco" in Mansfield…check it out if you are ever in this area), what they do, sound systems, Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers and Tom Petty's beginnings, for the next 15 minutes.

My favorite quote from their conversation, "Yeah, we [the young'ens] don't like BOSE sound systems…cheap material…they should sound for 'Buy Other Sound Equipment'…" At which they all laughed heartily.

Is it bad that I enjoy muting my music and listening to other conversations around me in public places? I don't think so.

As the delightful bunch has left and been replaced by a TCUer and her parents, I have un-muted music and began my work again…and my work was, of course, this entry…

Leprechaun, Leprechaun

In honor of St. Patrick's Day, here is a delightful little video about a small town that encountered a leprechaun...ENJOY!

Please take note of the "Amateur Sketch"...



"Anybody seen a Leprechan say 'yeah'!"

A Dinner Conversation

Debi: Why don't you do e-Harmony?

I just stare back at her, blankly. As does Paul.

Debi: It would be great. We can find you some nice guys here in Fort Worth.

Blank stares continue.

Debi: Ok, if you're not dating anyone by your birthday, we'll get you set up on there for you.

Me: Alright. (In somewhat of a sarcastic manner.)

Debi: Ok then. Paul are there any single guys at your work?

Paul: Yeah. There's two. The first is about 6'3, 300 lbs, named Juan Medina, but I think he's a confirmed bachelor.

Me: Eh, too tall.

Paul: Then there's Matthew (I forget his last name.) He's about 5'8, 140 lbs. Attractive guy, works out every day, Christian.

Debi: Can you take a picture of him tomorrow at school for us? And where does he go to church?

Paul: I don't know.

Debi: Can you ask him tomorrow at lunch? I mean we are looking for a church...it's not that far off.

I'll bet he doesn't have a home cooked meal very often...

Or maybe we can just come have lunch with you one day.

Me: Paul, you could forget your lunch tomorrow and I can bring it up to you and I could just happen to run into him.

Paul gets up to leave the table.

Debi: Paul, where are you going?

Paul: I'm going to find a picture of him on the Internet...there's a picture of everyone on there.


Funny thing is, I wasn't serious...they were. Well, at least I'll get e-Harmony paid for me for my birthday.

I'm ok with 40%

This is my 3rd post in 3 days...can you tell I have a project I am doing (and blogging to distract myself)? Anyways, this blog is on a less spiritual note.

I have been spending a good amount of time at the Starbucks in Ft. Worth by TCU's campus, and I have noticed a few things. So, I have compiled a list of why I don't fit in here.

Top 10 reasons I don't fit in at TCU (or at least the Starbucks by it):

1. I don't own a fishing shirt
2. I don't have a Mac Book
3. I don't have Toms (even though this was on my Christmas list last year) or Sperry's
4. I don't have an iPhone...yet
5. The running shorts I wear are closer to my knees than, well, they're closer to my knees.
6. I don't wear a fishing shirt with my toms/sperry's and tights...only

Ok, so I don't have 10 reasons. I guess I fit in 40% of the time...but if I must wear a fishing shirt with tights, I don't think I want to.

Just saying.

*Please note that this blog was not written out of a comparison, coveting, or judgemental mindset. I checked my heart after writing this.

Favorite

If you know me, you probably know that I hate favorite questions...because I just don't know what my "favorite" anything is...especially on the spot. However, I think that this might be my favorite, yes I said it, song right now. I hope it blesses you, as it has me.

"The orphan clings to Your hand
Singing the song of how he was found
The widow rejoices
For her oppressors are silenced now

You sit at the table with the wounded and the poor
You laugh and share stories with the thief and the whore
When You could just be silent and leave us here to die
Still, You sent Your Son for us
You are on our side

The runaway falls at Your feet
You are what he has searched for
The rich man is broken
When he stands beneath a sky full of stars

You sit at the table with the wounded and the poor
You laugh and share stories with the thief and the whore
When You could just be silent and leave us here to die
Still, You sent Your Son for us
You are on our side"


I love hearing Bethany talk about writing this song...


"The Lord is rebuilding Jerusalem and bringing the exiles back to Israel. He heals the brokenhearted and bandages their wounds."
-Psalms 147: 2-3

It's simple...right?

"Save your best striving for seeking my face. I am constantly communicating with you. To find Me and hear My voice, you must seek Me above all else. Anything that you desire more than Me becomes an idol. When you are determined to get your own way, you blot Me out of your consciousness. Instead of single-mindedly pursuing some goal, talk with Me about it. Let the Light of My Presence shine on this pursuit, so that you can see it from My perspective. If the goal fits into My plans for you, I will help you reach it. If it is contrary to My will for you, I will gradually change the desire of your heart. Seek Me first and foremost; then the rest of your life will fall into place, piece by piece. "

-March 8, Jesus Calling, Sarah Young

How come no one told me that seeking his face was going to be one of the hardest things I was ever going to do...and yet, one of the things I desire above all else. How does that work?

Ok, ok. Not simple, not easy, but desired. Lord, help this become the greatest overwhelming desire of my heart that it eventually becomes second-nature to me.

Thank you Hennighausen Christmas gift exchange for this wonderful book of truth. Love.

A Good Cry

You know how sometimes you just need to cry? And not just a few tears here and there, but really cry...tears streaming down your face, puffy eyes, red splotches on your cheeks kind of cry? That's a good cry. All of that pent up emotion and frustration and sadness comes pouring out of you and you just cannot control it...it feels good. Honestly, I enjoy a good cry every now and then...as long as I don't have to be near anyone.

Well, that's what happened to me today...at internship. Oops. But I just couldn't help it. That feeling of overwhelmedness, and that everything you are doing is wrong and everyone is blaming you (which is of course not what is true, but in that moment it is.)

But it was OK, I, thankfully, did not see anyone in those moment of breakdown. After a few minutes, I knew I wasn't going to recover. So, as useless as I was, I went home for "lunch" (as the note said on my supervisors desk.)

As soon as I was out of the parking lot the floodgates opened. I came home, put on some worship music, layed on my bed and cried.

It felt good.

I love it because it is in those moments where I recognize, I am so weak, I am so fallible, I am so useless...apart from Jesus.

I need him. I really need him. I think I need him more than most others.

Without him I don't know what I am doing. Oh, sure, I may pretend to know, but I recognize I need his guidance, I need his peace throughout the day, I need to know that no matter what happens I am safe in his arms, and I am secure in who he has created me to be. When I don't know this, I fall apart, as I did today.

But it is good, because it brings me back to a place of humility in knowing that I cannot do this on my own. I am not living for myself, but for Him and His Glory. And I can't reflect that when I don't remain in him.

So, thank you Lord for that reminder to remain in you today...and for not letting anyone at work see my puffy eyes filled with tears.