red eyes

Monday Night Football is of the devil. Especially when it is preventing you from watching Chuck. A VERY crucial episode, I might add. Turns out Jill is a rogue CIA agent. Last we heard her and Chuck had run off somewhere together. If she does anything to hurt Chuck I'll kill her. No, seriously.

Bloggish might as well be a mood, because lately I have not been in it...if that makes any sense. In other words, I have not been feeling "bloggish". One of the tendencies I see in myself is shying away from whatever people start picking up on. After everyone got a blog - I got sick of mine. Also, I'm not a huge Mac fan, and I think that Twilight (the book, and probably the movie) is ridiculous. I'm taking one of my students to see it this weekend JUST so we can make fun of it. I don't HATE Mac's, and I don't HATE Twilight, and obviously I don't HATE blogging...it's just this thing that I do. I'm not a very opinionated person, really. You might even call me uncaring at times.

I'm also not really in to finishing this blog properly. Probably because I have an episode of Chuck waiting for me. And my eyes hurt.

the office.

It's amazing what a new Office episode will do to your life. Or, my life, to be more specific.

For one - it brought me and some of my favorite friends together for a good time and some hard laughs. Not to mention the amazing food, courtesy of my mother (whoot whoot), and Costco. 

I could go over every detail and say what was good and what was bad (ahem...cough) but to be honest with you I have a deep, unconditional love for this show...so the minor flaws do not sway me, nor do I consider them too significant to pay much attention to.

Having said that, I do disapprove of Angela and her ridiculous-ness...and even though Andy is, for the most part, intolerable to any human with good taste, you gotta hand it to him for being a sucker. Pure and simple. Observe:

Andy: I don't know if there's any one place that has all these things.
Angela: It's not my problem. 
Andy: Thousand-year-old church in the continental United States. There has to be a rainbow. 24-hour veterinarian on call.

Angela: That is very important to me, so -- I have work to do. Just do it. 
Andy: Sweetheart....just so you know, I don't care where we get married. I'll marry you right here in this building. I'll marry you in the parking lot. I'll marry you in the eye of a hurricane in the middle of a snowstorm on top of a monsoon. All I care about is that we're gonna spend the rest of our lives together.

And for heaven's sake, Michael. Ask Holly out already. She's amazing. 

As far as Jim and Pam goes...I got a little scared for a second. I mean...she's away for three months at school, cute, funny guys lurking behind every corner...and look! A scandalous scene where she is flirting with one of her classmates. Luckily my fears were suppressed when Jim Halpert invites her to lunch at a gas station "half way" between the two of them. And then in the midst of her standing in the rain complaining about how she had to drive farther than he did she is shut up by his sudden proposal! Ask anybody who was there, I screamed, I laughed, I cried. Well, for the most part that's true. 

And yes, I do agree that the engagement seemed to happen quick. But I will predict for you that the writers were intentional in doing this. Something is going to happen in the midst of her being away....duh duh dum.....

For a random side note, some of my favorite Dwight moments:

Dwight: Fax this for me.
Jim: Come on, man. She goes to New York in like 10 minutes.
Dwight: It's not gonna take her 10 minutes to fax it, Jim. (to Pam) If I don't see you again, goodbye. Well, actually, I'll see you when you give me the fax confirmation, so never mind.

Holly: Hey, could I have a rain check on the mini-golf. I, uh, actually have a date tonight.
Michael: Uh...
Holly: It'll probably be a total disaster, but...
Michael: Um, I think you'll have fun. Men from Scranton are handsome, and they know how to show a woman a good time.
Dwight: Not that guy who murdered his mother. He was not so handsome. Also Kevin.

Dwight: Attention! Attention! We only have a few weeks left. (looking at Phyllis) And most of you are just as fat as the day we began.
Jim: How much weight have you lost, Dwight?
Dwight: I am hardly the problem, Jim.
Jim: No, you're definitely the problem.
Dwight: This is what I'm gonna do. I'm gonna randomly select three names and these three people will get liposuction. Uhhhhh Stanley, Phyllis, Kevin. And you will be responsible for your own medical bills.

Phyllis: There was no client. Dwight drove me to an abandoned warehouse five miles away and pushed me out of the car. I had to walk home with no money and no phone.
Dwight: And you burned over a thousand calories walking home. And this branch just got a little bit closer to winning the contest. Phyllis Vance, ladies and gentlemen! (claps)
Phyllis: You left me in a bad part of town!
Dwight: Yeah, I took your purse. What are you worried about? You look great. I can definitely see the difference. 

Haha...oh man. I love this show. And I think for the most part we don't give it enough credit. Because of that fact that there is no way of knowing what is planned for season five, we don't see the whole picture, and therefore may be frustrated with the small pieces that are being handed to us.

Be patient, friends. Something amazing is going to happen.

i was shocked

I mean, seriously? Who can't drive? People with ridiculous amounts of money, obviously.

Now I know why things never worked out for us. God was looking out for me...He knows I'm high maintenance. Also that I would suffer low self esteem by being with a guy who dresses better than I do.

Although check out Nick's top hat. That's pretty gay.

the day has come.

http://liveiteverywhere.blogspot.com

one missed flight.

I've never felt so helpless in my life.

I can't explain it - I mean, it's not a big deal. The guy got me on the same flight tomorrow morning, and waived the $75 fee. Most likely because my hysteria brought him to tears - thank you Jesus for female hormones.

But after being here for three weeks it just feels like it's time for home. Don't get me wrong - I've had a great time here. There's just something about home. And the built up anticipation of this day. Right now I am supposed to be on a direct flight from Miami to SeaTac...and I'm not.

Getting to the checkout line and hearing that it's too late was so devastating. And that seems kind of extreme, but it all seemed like a bad dream. I am sincerely hoping to wake up to the sound of my 5:30am alarm telling me it's time to get up - I've got a flight to catch.

I'll see most of you tomorrow night.

I miss you all very much.

by faith

What am I learning? How can I take this and become better with it? I am always praying that God would give me the strength I need to step out in faith, because as Christians obedience is the only way to get to the next level. In my obedience I draw near to the Lord... because when I think about it, putting my complete trust in Him is my demise. It is my surrender to His will and His purposes.

I'm not sure why I'm here. Well...I know why I wanted to come here - to get away, to learn new things, to discovery the acts of God on my own and to grab a hold of them. But what does God want for me here? How is He going to use this time? I am in a place in my life where I feel like I'm not going anywhere... and I thought being here would send me somewhere. What I'm finding is a church with a mild prosperity foundation, very driven towards becoming more edgy and up-and-coming. The people here are wonderful... the ministry here is flourishing. Yet I worry the gospel is being lost in it all.

One of my favorite chapters in the Bible is Hebrews 11... it's about faith. About people who did not necessarily see the promises of God fulfilled in their own lives, but obeyed the Lord in His calling anyway. What amazes me is the first part of Hebrews 11:13 - "All these people were still living by faith when they died".

Seriously? It's not fair! God has us do all the hard work, and we don't even get to enjoy the fruits of our labor? What is THIS about??

See... the thing is that God didn't need them; He could have used someone else. Some of these people knew this and therefore jumped at the chance to be used by God. They were humbled in their weakness - and because of that God was glorified. And isn't what that's all about? When we get down to the core of things... having a relationship with Christ and showing other people Jesus' love is not about playing flashy videos and preaching happy-sappy sermons about how all we need to do is this, this, and this, and our lives will be great... it's not about socializing with our friends and drinking free coffee and having a great worship band... it's the GOSPEL! It's the glory of God!

So why do I get caught up in me, me me? Why am I so absorbed in what I'm missing out on or impressing other people or complaining about how bored I am? I shouldn't even be here. I don't DESERVE to be here. I don't deserve anything. It all belongs to God. It's all because of Him. Who cares about me, seriously? I am nothing. Christ is all, and is in all.

"They were stoned; they were sawed in two; they were put to death by the sword. They went about in sheepskins and goatskins, destitute, persecuted and mistreated— the world was not worthy of them. They wandered in deserts and mountains, and in caves and holes in the ground.

"These were all commended for their faith, yet none of them received what had been promised. God had planned something better for us so that only together with us would they be made perfect."

full flights, cherry chapstick, and psalm 51:10-11

I left Washington upset. Weeks prior to my flight I was excited to go...but upon leaving this burden on my heart dug deeper into my spirit. I've always cherished the people around me, but I realized going onto a six hour flight that I took that feeling of security for granted. In the entire flight I only spoke once, and that was to ask the stewardess for a tissue. When you are thrown out of your comfort zone it's a great opportunity and a challenge...and one of the reasons I wanted to go to Miami for three weeks was to experience that. But there comes a time when you realize if your voice even works anymore.

Shuffling into the baggage claim I found my suitcase almost immediately, and went outside to be greeted by the humidity...at 6:30 in the morning. My grandmother and an awkward yet loveable intern named Michael met me at Terminal F and whisked me away. I wondered what I had gotten myself into.

We entered my grandparents' simple apartment, up on the fifteenth floor. She offered me a bowl of cereal so I ate some quietly, checked my e-mail, and politely shut myself in my room to experience the unfamiliar feeling of rest. My body is really picky when it comes to falling asleep. Luckily it had given up the fight.

I groggily woke up at 1:30, six hours later, and my grandma announced that we would be headed into the church soon. So we ate dinner and drove to Trinity Church where my uncle Rich pastors. That's when I got the tour. She showed me into the sanctuary where everything smelled like cherry chapstick.

What we call small groups they call G.A.P. groups (God Answers Prayer). I had the privilege of participating in one with my grandma and a few nice ladies from church. My uncle has been preaching on heroes from the Bible, and this week had been on courage...focusing on the story of Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego. A lady in the group had just been given news that her cancer was much worse than the doctors had thought, so her scheduled surgery for Friday had been cancelled in order to figure out a better solution. Needless to say the discussion was very applicable to the current predicament. Afterwards there was a powerful prayer over her...my grandma is amazing. That's all I have to say.

I've already heard stories of murders and foster care and dead parents and drug-related deaths...I've barely been here a day. I just walked past the sanctuary where the worship team is practicing, and they were singing one of my favorite Jonathan Stockstill songs, based on the scripture Psalm 51:10-11 -

"Create in me a pure heart, O God,

and renew a steadfast spirit within me.

Do not cast me from your presence

or take your Holy Spirit from me."

And with our hands lifted high, we proclaim you as King! What have we done, to deserve a love like yours?

Keep me in your prayers...I miss all of you. Much more to come.