Go to CNN, Fox, whatever news you like and read the headlines....how can you not think that Jesus could come very soon?!
Lift up the trumpet, and loud let it ring:
Jesus is coming again!
Cheer up, ye pilgrims, be joyful and sing:
Jesus is coming again!
Monday, September 29, 2008
Thursday, September 25, 2008
Like/Dislike
I like this 70 degree weather which is currently outside. It's marvelous!
I dislike handkerchiefs. I won't articulate all the reasons why because, quite frankly, it's gross. My father uses one and it tends to be his personal paper towel as well as tissue. I thought of this today because one of my professors took one out of his pocket.
My lunch today was chili, onion rings, and chocolate milk. Not very healthy. But probably the largest lunch I've had this week.
I experienced grace today. I skimmed over material for a quiz today. Can't say I really studied. But somehow the quiz was really easy and I got my first 100% on a quiz in that class. Funny how things like that happen eh?
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Wednesday, September 24, 2008
Home
It's been a long day. A good day but a long day. I left at 7:30am got back at 8:10pm. It went late cause I had a grand time exploring the TMC with Lauren. I rode my bike home and as I stood by the crosswalk a car went by and some random person yelled lewd comments at me as I stood waiting to cross. I calmly acted as though he did not exist. But several thoughts went through my head...
1. What is wrong with the human race?
2. Get a life.
3. Thank the Lord for Jesus Christ. And the esteem I have through being His daughter.
Anyways, to veer from that subject. I was supposed to meet a classmate at noon to discuss questions for a discussion we're leading tomorrow for a class. She didn't show. I emailed and tried to call. I haven't heard a thing. Thankfully I have a feel for what we're doing and it's not a huge deal. But...HELLO...what is wrong with people? Just don't show up.....She doesn't even know me. It truly astonishes me sometimes. She probably forgot and whatever, that's fine but I simply go crazy if I am not prepared for a class. Anyways, it'll be fine. I'm prepared.
So I'm doing a book report on a book which is called Lipstick Jihad and its a lady's memoir of growing up Iranian in America and then living in Iran as an Iranian American. It was very interesting from many different points of view. But basically she was describing her quest to finding belonging. She's not American and she's not Iranian. She didn't know what was home.
It was kind of interesting because I don't know where home is anymore either. SAU is my home. And my parents in NY are my home. My cats and grandparents are my home. My friends make a home. My brother makes home and he is across the world. Where is home? I've been missing home a lot the past couple weeks. I've been missing the weather and just the security of home. I talked to my grandma and she sounded lonely and I wanted to go and visit her and cheer her up. I wanted to sit on my backporch wrapped in a blanket with my cat on my lap in the chilly autumn dusk. My mother would be sitting in the other chair. And we'd chit chat about life. Then I would go inside and drink some hot cider and listen to a baseball game with my father. Then I would go to my room and fall asleep to the sounds of....nothingness. And my cat would be curled at the end of my bed. I miss a NY Autumn. It's so beautiful. We'd always buy cider from our neighbor who has a cider press. So it'd be fresh and amazing. I remember racking leaves and making a pile and just lying in it, smelling the dry leaves. Something random and silly: when I was in elementary school we'd always make a LLBean order in August before school started. I had a yearning for LLBean the other day. lol
I'm having a great time in SMA. I'm doing a bulletin board and we're going to have faculty trivia with people guessing what faculty did very odd and random things. I'm excited.
Psi Chi is having a car wash Sunday. I can't say I'm rip roaring excited. But hey, it'll be a first. I've never worked a car wash before. So yea, come on out and support Psi Chi at the Brock parking lot! Whoo hoo! lol
I have a cold. Last night I felt pretty horrible. My head felt like it was going to explode. I took some unmarked medicine that Bekah had and eventually fell asleep. I feel better today, sniffly but not too bad. I'm excited about going to sleep early.
Anyways, those are my thoughts for this evening.
1. What is wrong with the human race?
2. Get a life.
3. Thank the Lord for Jesus Christ. And the esteem I have through being His daughter.
Anyways, to veer from that subject. I was supposed to meet a classmate at noon to discuss questions for a discussion we're leading tomorrow for a class. She didn't show. I emailed and tried to call. I haven't heard a thing. Thankfully I have a feel for what we're doing and it's not a huge deal. But...HELLO...what is wrong with people? Just don't show up.....She doesn't even know me. It truly astonishes me sometimes. She probably forgot and whatever, that's fine but I simply go crazy if I am not prepared for a class. Anyways, it'll be fine. I'm prepared.
So I'm doing a book report on a book which is called Lipstick Jihad and its a lady's memoir of growing up Iranian in America and then living in Iran as an Iranian American. It was very interesting from many different points of view. But basically she was describing her quest to finding belonging. She's not American and she's not Iranian. She didn't know what was home.
It was kind of interesting because I don't know where home is anymore either. SAU is my home. And my parents in NY are my home. My cats and grandparents are my home. My friends make a home. My brother makes home and he is across the world. Where is home? I've been missing home a lot the past couple weeks. I've been missing the weather and just the security of home. I talked to my grandma and she sounded lonely and I wanted to go and visit her and cheer her up. I wanted to sit on my backporch wrapped in a blanket with my cat on my lap in the chilly autumn dusk. My mother would be sitting in the other chair. And we'd chit chat about life. Then I would go inside and drink some hot cider and listen to a baseball game with my father. Then I would go to my room and fall asleep to the sounds of....nothingness. And my cat would be curled at the end of my bed. I miss a NY Autumn. It's so beautiful. We'd always buy cider from our neighbor who has a cider press. So it'd be fresh and amazing. I remember racking leaves and making a pile and just lying in it, smelling the dry leaves. Something random and silly: when I was in elementary school we'd always make a LLBean order in August before school started. I had a yearning for LLBean the other day. lol
I'm having a great time in SMA. I'm doing a bulletin board and we're going to have faculty trivia with people guessing what faculty did very odd and random things. I'm excited.
Psi Chi is having a car wash Sunday. I can't say I'm rip roaring excited. But hey, it'll be a first. I've never worked a car wash before. So yea, come on out and support Psi Chi at the Brock parking lot! Whoo hoo! lol
I have a cold. Last night I felt pretty horrible. My head felt like it was going to explode. I took some unmarked medicine that Bekah had and eventually fell asleep. I feel better today, sniffly but not too bad. I'm excited about going to sleep early.
Anyways, those are my thoughts for this evening.
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Police get call over non-floppy rabbit ears
Mon Sep 15, 9:05 PM ET
STIRLING, Scotland - Your rabbit's ears aren't floppy? Sorry, that's not an emergency. So said police in Scotland when a woman rang the emergency 999 number to discuss her concerns about her new pet. She said the newspaper ad promised floppy ears, but flop they would not.
Central Scotland Police said Monday they were equally unimpressed by another caller who complained that a passing car had splashed water on him, and by someone else inquiring about the postal code for a town's post office.
"Whilst officers and staff are dealing with these frivolous matters that a member of the public has deemed so serious as to call 999, they are not dealing with genuine emergency calls," said Chief Inspector Alan Stewart.
Story here
And some people have real problems in their lives.....
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Monday, September 15, 2008
Rancher?
My mom thinks I should marry a rancher out west and breed cats....any takers?
In other news, it hit me today how much I talk with my hands like my mother does.
In other news, it hit me today how much I talk with my hands like my mother does.
Sunday, September 14, 2008
Thursday, September 11, 2008
Our Author
So much I am realizing that our entire Christian experiences really have absolutely nothing to do with us. This verse was pointed to me today by a venerable professor: Hebrews 12:2, "looking unto Jesus, the author and finisher of our faith....." I've read this many a time but today I thought about it a little more than usual. This venerable professor then wrote on the board, "Faith is not in our ability to hold on to God but in God's ability to hold on to us." My first reaction is to disagree. Do we not need to hold on to God? But then I realize. I cannot of myself hold on to God. I am too weak. Jesus is the author and finisher of our faith. Our faith is not what we do. It's what we allow God to do. Jesus gives us faith. It's all about Him. Why is it we always feel like we have to do something? "I'll toughen up and have faith through this!" We feel like faith is an action. But I don't think it is. It's a God-given attitude that only God can manifest in us as we know Him. It's about giving up ourselves: our pride, our wills.Thats all we do-empty self and just let God in. And even letting God in is about Him because only He can break down the barriers and give us the desire to know Him. We're just clay which lets itself be molded. We just have to pray to be willing. The Christian experience is about submission- real submission to our Savior. Jesus is the author. Our lives are His story. That is my conclusion.
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
Monday, September 8, 2008
Missionary Turmoils
Did anyone else see this?
Hindu extremists are being blamed for the beheading of a Seventh-day Adventist pastor in Orissa, India late last week, local church leaders reported. Since then, at least 15 Adventists have been reported killed.
Samuel Naik, pastor of the Phulwani Adventist Church, and his mother were killed during anti-Christian violence sweeping the region of India, said Gordon Christo, communication director for the Adventist Church in Southern Asia.
One Adventist school in Jeypore was attacked last Sunday, and another school in Khurda was closed for several days, Christo said.
"They broke the gate and all the glass doors and windows of the children's home, the cafeteria, the girls' hostel ... and a few staff quarters," said Arun Panda, principal of the Jeypore school.
Panda said the mob attempted to light several vehicles and some equipment on fire after pouring diesel on them, but nothing burned.
"We believe it is a miracle of God," Panda said.
Thousands of Christians have fled for their lives, some hiding in the forest. Local church leaders are asking for help from the local government and media and the world-wide community.......
India: Mob kills Adventist pastor
August 27, 2008Hindu extremists are being blamed for the beheading of a Seventh-day Adventist pastor in Orissa, India late last week, local church leaders reported. Since then, at least 15 Adventists have been reported killed.Samuel Naik, pastor of the Phulwani Adventist Church, and his mother were killed during anti-Christian violence sweeping the region of India, said Gordon Christo, communication director for the Adventist Church in Southern Asia.
One Adventist school in Jeypore was attacked last Sunday, and another school in Khurda was closed for several days, Christo said.
"They broke the gate and all the glass doors and windows of the children's home, the cafeteria, the girls' hostel ... and a few staff quarters," said Arun Panda, principal of the Jeypore school.
Panda said the mob attempted to light several vehicles and some equipment on fire after pouring diesel on them, but nothing burned.
"We believe it is a miracle of God," Panda said.
Thousands of Christians have fled for their lives, some hiding in the forest. Local church leaders are asking for help from the local government and media and the world-wide community.......
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
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