Crazy, crazy, crazy.

May 29, 2008

This week has been a hectic one to say the least. Well, it started calm. James and I both had Sunday and Monday off which was wonderful. We were bums. We spent most of the time relaxing, having a movie marathon and laying out at the pool. It was nice to get to spend that time with him, it’s been so long since we’ve had free time and I didn’t have reading to do or a test to study for or a project to complete.

Tuesday I started my classes at Jeff State. I’m just taking two: Human Anatomy and Physiology and Abnormal Psychology. The psychology class is online so it should be a breeze. The anatomy class is time consuming but I’m not too worried about it. I left early today because the prof actually gave us work to do in class. Not for a grade, mind you, just to help us study. I felt like I was in high school. It’s been that long since a teacher has had me do busy work in class.

Work is a little worrisome these days, I’m only getting about five hours a week and that just isn’t going to cut it. I was hoping to really ramp up my work hours this summer, I really want to go to grad school. On the other hand, it is kind of nice to have time off. In the mean time, I’ve requested lots more hours and I’ve even applied to a few more places. I really don’t want to leave Banana Republic though, I love the people.

The big thing happening this week is that James’ parents are in town. His mom and dad got in last night and are staying with us. Our cat woke everybody up super-early but they were real nice about it. Having them here is really nice. James’ brother gets in town today and I think that will be good fun. On Friday we’re all headed to a wedding in Atlanta. James’ cousin is getting married at the church I grew up in, how weird is that? His fiance and I lived in the same area and went to the same church and that church is actually how we both met our husbands. Small world. In other news, I got a fun new dress for the wedding, I’ll put up a picture when we get back.

So, that’s what’s happing with us these days. Once Monday rolls around I’ll have some time to write more. I’m really excited about a new recipe that I tried last week. James and I took pictures of the process so it will be a photographic recipe blog. We made deep dish pizza and it was DELISH!

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Summer is here!

May 21, 2008

Sorry it’s been a while since I updated. Once finals were over I busied myself with diligently doing nothing. I’m off to the pool right now but I promise to write soon!

I drew this for you guys using paint. I know, I’ve got mad skills.

So, I know you’re not supposed to eat your feelings or whatever but I have been in some major need of sweets this week, especially chocolate. I just want to take this opportunity to introduce you to Oreo Cakesters and Nilla Cakesters. They’re cakey versions of the cookies filled with frosting. Yes. They make me feel good. Try some today.

Oh, one last thing. If you’re wanting an instant cheer up – please go and watch the episode “The Injury” from season 2 of The Office. I’ve been on a quest to pick my favorite one and this is it. It’s the funniest episode.

Prayer.

May 3, 2008

In case you’re wondering, I’m going to be just as vague in this blog as the last one. I’m sorry if you’re wanting to know the details, I don’t blame you but I guess I’m just trying to protect the innocent. Or the not so innocent, whatever. I guess I’m just trying to say that it’s not important for me to divulge the situation to get my point across.

Most of my readers know what’s going on anyway. It’s amazing – tragedy has made my stats jump like crazy. It tells me that we’re all wanting to see how others are coping. It’s kind of neat actually. I’m sure my fellow bloggers who are hurting have had a jump in readers too, I know I’ve been looking.

Anyhow, I wanted to write a little bit about prayer. Since we moved to Birmingham, my prayer life hasn’t been the same. It’s been almost four years since we left Philly. Prayer was a much bigger part of my life there. Specifically, I prayed on my knees almost daily. Ok, it’s been about five years since I’ve done that, since I was an FYM in Philly. Anyhow, somewhere along the way, it stopped being a part of my life. Don’t get me wrong, prayer is a part of my life, but not like it used to be. As an FYM I used to spend a long time on my knees in earnest prayer for people multiple times a week. I loved it. I don’t know why I stopped but I did.

I think a part of it is that my theology has changed as I’ve been at Southeastern. It’s all been for the better. I know why I believe things more now than ever. But, a part of a change in theology is a change in prayer. I hope that makes sense. I say that because I’ve recently realized that my adjusted theology isn’t inconsistent with being on my knees before God.

These past couple of days I’ve been brought to my knees. It has been so good. I remember how good it feels to know that God hears me in my sorrow. It’s been good to experience deep prayer for someone other than myself. I don’t know if you’re familiar with intercessory prayer. The way it’s been explained to me is when you pray almost from the perspective of the person you’re praying for. It’s unusual but it’s really neat. On Thursday morning I spent a lot of time in prayer on my knees. I spent time weeping before the Lord in prayer for my brothers and sisters in Christ who are hurting. (I hope you don’t read this as boasting. That’s not my intention at all. This is just one of the ways I’m coping.) When I left that time, I felt so refreshed.

As I’ve been thinking about things, I’m again amazed at who God is. He hears our prayers. He enjoys our interaction with him. These things are so basic to my faith but I easily forget them, or at least I forget how incredible they are. As believers, we can interact with God. How amazing.

I’m rambling, I know. Let me just end with this. During my prayer time on Thursday I realized that I had lost hope for the situation. I had lost the faith that God could break through the darkness. I really just confessed it to him and started to pray for what I believed to be a miracle. As I met with people on Thursday I realized that they were experiencing the same thing and were trying to pray hopeful prayers. On Friday morning, that miracle happened. There is still a long road ahead but it is clear that Jesus is powerful and mighty. He is slow to anger and quick to love. Please continue to pray faithful prayers. God can and will be glorified. While things will never be restored to the way they were I know God is a redeemer and that is good news.

I am also…

May 1, 2008

disappointed, shocked, angry, and very very sad.

I’m taking a cue from Samantha on this one. I share some similar feelings. I keep trying to write things but the words are coming out jumbled. Life is so hard. People have unbelievable power to hurt one another. Sometimes I don’t know if the joy we can bring each other really makes up for it. I know it does, but in moments like these I have my doubts. Right now I’m also amazed at the power that sin can have over us. Our minds can convince us that things that we once thought were unacceptable are now acceptable for us. The sin in our lives and our desire for sinful things can consume us to the point that we no longer see it how it is.

Mostly I’m sad. If you don’t know what I’m referring to, you’re probably better for it. Suffice it to say, people are fallen and sin is very real. Today I’ve been reminded that none of us are beyond sin. We never get to that point where we can say we’re safe and we won’t do certain things. I’m reminded that it is not me that has any power over sin but the Spirit of God in me. I’m reminded of how much we all need Jesus. We need him in every moment.

Life is pretty surreal right now. I’m not quite sure what to say. I know I haven’t said anything comforting but I hope that some of y’all that I know are hurting right now are at least comforted to know that there are others suffering with you. A strange kind of comfort, but a real one.

Jesus is still Lord. We still have victory in him. He is still a redeemer. It’s good to remember.