I realize that it is Friday, but I'm going to go ahead with it, today I am thankful for:
1) New experiences - like walking into a National Football stadium for the first time and watching an NFL game live.
2) God - I know that seems like a strange one, but I can't imagine what life would look like without that peace and hope and joy that comes from knowing God is.
3) Heat - as in electricity at home, because there are so many without and it is bitter out.
Thank you God, you have blessed me in so many ways.
Friday, December 11, 2009
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
Monumental: Turning 30....
Moments in life that are monumental:
245) Turning 30
Sunday I had my 30th birthday, my husband likes to tell me that on January first I will be entering my 5th decade of life (I was born in the 70's!). I feel strange and I don't really like it. There is something I don't like about not being in my twenties. It could be because I don't like change and this is a big one. It could be because of the stipulations that come with being in your 30's and not your 20's. It could be because thirties seems so old. Sunday night I couldn't get to sleep thinking about how different it feels to be 30. Sigh*
245) Turning 30
Sunday I had my 30th birthday, my husband likes to tell me that on January first I will be entering my 5th decade of life (I was born in the 70's!). I feel strange and I don't really like it. There is something I don't like about not being in my twenties. It could be because I don't like change and this is a big one. It could be because of the stipulations that come with being in your 30's and not your 20's. It could be because thirties seems so old. Sunday night I couldn't get to sleep thinking about how different it feels to be 30. Sigh*
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Come, thou fount
This is one of my favorite hymns, I just love it. And I enjoy finding my favorite's done in unique ways, so thanks to Sufjan Stevens for this:
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Monumental: We bought a house...
Moments in life that are monumental:
157) Buying a house
Brett and I have just gone through the arduous process of buying a house. It was worth it. It's beautiful. I can't wait to share it with you so give us a call, we'd love to have you over.
157) Buying a house
Brett and I have just gone through the arduous process of buying a house. It was worth it. It's beautiful. I can't wait to share it with you so give us a call, we'd love to have you over.
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Thankful Thursday 11
It seems appropriate that today on my anniversary I would be thankful for my husband:
1) I am thankful for four years of marriage.
2) I am blessed to be married to not only a wonderful man but one who is my best friend, my lover and my biggest supporter.
3) I am thankful that I'm married to someone I enjoy spending time with.
4) I am thankful for better and worse, richer and poorer, for good times and bad, health and sickness, and for every other thing.
Thank you God for my husband. I have been truly blessed.
1) I am thankful for four years of marriage.
2) I am blessed to be married to not only a wonderful man but one who is my best friend, my lover and my biggest supporter.
3) I am thankful that I'm married to someone I enjoy spending time with.
4) I am thankful for better and worse, richer and poorer, for good times and bad, health and sickness, and for every other thing.
Thank you God for my husband. I have been truly blessed.
Monday, September 7, 2009
A rap about Jesus
I am a fan of the fact that we do not all of us worship God in the same way. I am also a fan of rap music. This song is raw, but I really like it's honesty. Check it out:
Friday, September 4, 2009
Thursday, September 3, 2009
Thankful Thursday 10
Today I am thankful for:
1) The lady next door who shared with me an intimate hurt because she knew I would pray. In seeing people's deepest hurts I see God, because we are fragile but God has given us one another.
2) My beautiful niece Natania - life is so precious and she is a gift.
3) Simple pleasures: Mt. Dew, pumpkin spice candles and Friends marathon's.
God is good, Christians say this all the time, but do we really believe what we are saying? I do, God is great and greatly to be praised!
1) The lady next door who shared with me an intimate hurt because she knew I would pray. In seeing people's deepest hurts I see God, because we are fragile but God has given us one another.
2) My beautiful niece Natania - life is so precious and she is a gift.
3) Simple pleasures: Mt. Dew, pumpkin spice candles and Friends marathon's.
God is good, Christians say this all the time, but do we really believe what we are saying? I do, God is great and greatly to be praised!
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Why oh why?
I have always been a klutz, I have no idea why some people are prone to this and others are not. A friend of mine in college told me that he thought it was tied to our emotions, the more emotional a person you are the more likely that you will be klutzy, I don't know if this is true but it seems to fit.
In the last few weeks I have stopped wearing the surgical boot and begun wearing normal shoes, and by normal shoes I mean that I have one pair of sandals that I can wear that does not hurt my very fresh surgical scar. I have to wear these sandals with everything, despite the fact that they are navy blue. I suppose I could go and buy a new pair of sandals, but I just can't seem to justify buying a new pair of sandals that I don't like for a healing process.
At any rate, last week I was shopping and managed to ram my bad foot directly into the shopping cart wheel. My little toe was scraped badly and the toe next to it began to bleed profusely. You know how there are times when you get cut and within seconds the blood is everywhere? Well, I quickly reached into my purse and grabbed a bandaid to cover the bleeding toe (I always have several in my wallet specifically because of being prone to injury).
Well, my foot already looked pretty ridiculous, with an enormous bandaid on the side where the scar is still healing and a huge blister on the other side, so adding a bandaid to the top of this toe just enhanced the bizarre appearance of my foot. But this is not the end of the story.
Sunday I was shopping again. As I walked I again rammed my foot into the shopping cart wheel (how did this happen?). The pain was immediate, but this time I had hit my little toe directly. At the time I was convinced I had somehow ruined what the surgery had fixed. Several days later I now know that while my bunion surgery is intact, my little toe is broken.
Since my surgery (July 2) I have injured this foot six times. Six times I have been injured by no-one's fault but my own clumsiness. It's beginning to get ridiculous...I just want this foot to go back to normal, is that too much to ask for?
In the last few weeks I have stopped wearing the surgical boot and begun wearing normal shoes, and by normal shoes I mean that I have one pair of sandals that I can wear that does not hurt my very fresh surgical scar. I have to wear these sandals with everything, despite the fact that they are navy blue. I suppose I could go and buy a new pair of sandals, but I just can't seem to justify buying a new pair of sandals that I don't like for a healing process.
At any rate, last week I was shopping and managed to ram my bad foot directly into the shopping cart wheel. My little toe was scraped badly and the toe next to it began to bleed profusely. You know how there are times when you get cut and within seconds the blood is everywhere? Well, I quickly reached into my purse and grabbed a bandaid to cover the bleeding toe (I always have several in my wallet specifically because of being prone to injury).
Well, my foot already looked pretty ridiculous, with an enormous bandaid on the side where the scar is still healing and a huge blister on the other side, so adding a bandaid to the top of this toe just enhanced the bizarre appearance of my foot. But this is not the end of the story.
Sunday I was shopping again. As I walked I again rammed my foot into the shopping cart wheel (how did this happen?). The pain was immediate, but this time I had hit my little toe directly. At the time I was convinced I had somehow ruined what the surgery had fixed. Several days later I now know that while my bunion surgery is intact, my little toe is broken.
Since my surgery (July 2) I have injured this foot six times. Six times I have been injured by no-one's fault but my own clumsiness. It's beginning to get ridiculous...I just want this foot to go back to normal, is that too much to ask for?
Thursday, August 27, 2009
And Can It Be
One of my favorite hymns of all time, especially the third verse, but I'm not sure how I feel about this version...and I sort of wonder how Charles Wesley would feel. Go here, unfortunately I can't embed it:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zDpHJVRzJco
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zDpHJVRzJco
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Thankful Thursday 9
Today I am thankful for the simple pleasures of walking without pain and driving myself to work. I am thankful for the ability to take a shower normally.
Psalm 147: 7 Sing to the LORD with thanksgiving; Sing praises to our God on the lyre.
Psalm 147: 7 Sing to the LORD with thanksgiving; Sing praises to our God on the lyre.
Friday, July 31, 2009
What's up with my toe?
So...I have begun walking on my foot. I've gotten rid of the crutches and am doing pretty good hobbling around. The foot doesn't look too bad, just bruised near the bandage and a little puffy all over. Brett feels pretty good about my progress. However, there are a few things going on that are creeping me out:
1) Most importantly, my little toe will not lie properly. It sticks straight out from the bone and does not lie on the floor like normal toes do. Put your feet on the ground, don't all your toes hit the floor? Only 9 of mine do.
2) I have been trying to exercise my right foot toes because I'm afraid if I don't the toes won't work anymore, and I can only bend three of them. I can't move the pinkie toe or the one next to it on their own.
3) I am having trouble sleeping because of my foot making it uncomfortable to sleep in most positions. I'm afraid it will never feel right again.
I guess just in general I'm worried that my foot will never be right again. I feel freaked out about that actually. I am going to the doctor on Tuesday for my scheduled check up so I will let you know what happens there.
1) Most importantly, my little toe will not lie properly. It sticks straight out from the bone and does not lie on the floor like normal toes do. Put your feet on the ground, don't all your toes hit the floor? Only 9 of mine do.
2) I have been trying to exercise my right foot toes because I'm afraid if I don't the toes won't work anymore, and I can only bend three of them. I can't move the pinkie toe or the one next to it on their own.
3) I am having trouble sleeping because of my foot making it uncomfortable to sleep in most positions. I'm afraid it will never feel right again.
I guess just in general I'm worried that my foot will never be right again. I feel freaked out about that actually. I am going to the doctor on Tuesday for my scheduled check up so I will let you know what happens there.
Thursday, July 30, 2009
Thankful Thursday 8
Today I am thankful for:
1) The drive-in theater 8 miles from our home.
2) Dates with my husband
3) My family...this is an always, but man, I'm so thankful for each one of them.
Psalm 118:1 Give thanks to the LORD, for He is good;For His lovingkindness is everlasting.
1) The drive-in theater 8 miles from our home.
2) Dates with my husband
3) My family...this is an always, but man, I'm so thankful for each one of them.
Psalm 118:1 Give thanks to the LORD, for He is good;For His lovingkindness is everlasting.
Thursday, July 16, 2009
Thankful Thursday 7
This week I am thankful for my husband, who took care of me during a very bad week. This man is an amazing man. I cannot say it enough. He is my best friend, my supporter, my helper and my love.
Also, for my family that helped care for me through this, thank you. And for my friends who have sent cards, made suppers and prayed for me.
Romans 8: 18 "I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worth comparing with the glory about to be revealed to us."
Also, for my family that helped care for me through this, thank you. And for my friends who have sent cards, made suppers and prayed for me.
Romans 8: 18 "I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worth comparing with the glory about to be revealed to us."
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
The Detox
Narcotics withdrawl...not a pretty sight. I went from taking two percocet to taking two vicoden to taking one vicoden and yesterday I finished the last of my drugs. I thought I'd better ween myself off the drugs so that it wouldn't be as bad. I'm glad I did what I did, because last night was miserable.
I had trouble getting to sleep but once I finally did it didn't last too long. I woke up and felt...well crazy. I'm not sure how to describe it besides to say that I would rather have the pain of surgery than ever go through that again.
It was as though my body was rejecting itself, I was hot and then cold, my muscles wouldn't stay still and I couldn't get comfortable. Again, there's no good way to describe this, but the feeling is worse than pain.
I cried for hours and Brett sat beside me doing what he could, poor guy. At about 5am he called his dad to see if there was anything else we could do (Jack had major surgery last year and was on oxycontin for over two months). I finally crashed at about 6am, so exausted that it was painful. This morning was better, I could function but my body still feels strange, and not really itself.
And I was only on the stuff for a week and a half.
I had trouble getting to sleep but once I finally did it didn't last too long. I woke up and felt...well crazy. I'm not sure how to describe it besides to say that I would rather have the pain of surgery than ever go through that again.
It was as though my body was rejecting itself, I was hot and then cold, my muscles wouldn't stay still and I couldn't get comfortable. Again, there's no good way to describe this, but the feeling is worse than pain.
I cried for hours and Brett sat beside me doing what he could, poor guy. At about 5am he called his dad to see if there was anything else we could do (Jack had major surgery last year and was on oxycontin for over two months). I finally crashed at about 6am, so exausted that it was painful. This morning was better, I could function but my body still feels strange, and not really itself.
And I was only on the stuff for a week and a half.
Friday, July 10, 2009
Surgery for Paul Bunion
Last Thursday I had surgery on Paul Bunion. I went in feeling nervous for my first ever surgery but expecting to be over and done with it in 24-48 hours. I know now that we were very unprepared for what would happen. The first two days are completely a blur to me and the next three weren't much better. I slept, ate crackers and took pain killers. My 4-year-old neice was very sympathetic and concerned. She layed beside me quite a bit and told me things like "You'll be ok, Tante, don't cry anymore" and "No matter what happens, I love you." She's the cutest thing ever.
I couldn't really do anything for myself and so Brett took care of me. He had to carry me anywhere I went because of pain, nausea and dizziness. The pain is more than I thought it would be, I'm apparently not very tolerant to pain. I had little recollection of things that had happened during the first 5 days and conversations I had have mostly been forgotten (sorry).
On Wednesday my hard core meds ran out and I started on a less aggresive pain medication; I started to come back to life. My brain is once again functioning, though probably not 100%, but things are on the up and up.
Today I went back to the doctor and he took out the stitches (ouch). I have pictures of the foot from today, it's pretty gross looking though so I may not post it. I have to keep the bandage on for another month until my next appointment, which means no real showering, as I have to keep it dry. He also said he would suggest that I didn't drive for 6 weeks...sigh*
The weird thing is that my right foot is now flat on the outside. If you will take a look back at the picture of my feet you will notice that even the foot without the bunion had a little bit of a protruding bone, we'll have to wait and see that it looks like when it's healed. Right now I have a wicked gash that's oozing blood.
Thanks for all the prayers and thoughts.
I couldn't really do anything for myself and so Brett took care of me. He had to carry me anywhere I went because of pain, nausea and dizziness. The pain is more than I thought it would be, I'm apparently not very tolerant to pain. I had little recollection of things that had happened during the first 5 days and conversations I had have mostly been forgotten (sorry).
On Wednesday my hard core meds ran out and I started on a less aggresive pain medication; I started to come back to life. My brain is once again functioning, though probably not 100%, but things are on the up and up.
Today I went back to the doctor and he took out the stitches (ouch). I have pictures of the foot from today, it's pretty gross looking though so I may not post it. I have to keep the bandage on for another month until my next appointment, which means no real showering, as I have to keep it dry. He also said he would suggest that I didn't drive for 6 weeks...sigh*
The weird thing is that my right foot is now flat on the outside. If you will take a look back at the picture of my feet you will notice that even the foot without the bunion had a little bit of a protruding bone, we'll have to wait and see that it looks like when it's healed. Right now I have a wicked gash that's oozing blood.
Thanks for all the prayers and thoughts.
Thursday, June 11, 2009
Thankful Thursday 6
I know it has been several weeks since I have posted on this, I apologize. Today I am thankful for:
1) The kindness and generosity of strangers.
2) The rain which makes all things in nature beautiful.
3) Opportunity and a hope for the future.
1) The kindness and generosity of strangers.
2) The rain which makes all things in nature beautiful.
3) Opportunity and a hope for the future.
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Foot surgery here we come!
I saw the specialist today and we talked about my options, he was very kind and nice. I'm having surgery at the beginning of July. Stupid bunion...this will be my first ever surgery, besides having my wisdom teeth pulled, which doesn't really count.
I also read a pamphlet called Foot Owners Manual, the title made me laugh.
I also read a pamphlet called Foot Owners Manual, the title made me laugh.
Saturday, May 23, 2009
AHHH!!!
I think that I have never felt more frantic and overwhelmed than I am right now. Change is coming.
Saturday, May 16, 2009
The beauty of the mountains
As always, I am struck by the beauty that this world holds. We sit comfortably at home and forget to go out and look around, and what is out there is beautiful, each in their own way.
I have driven the mountains of West Virginia, through the burrows and hollers, each with their own secrets and unique people sitting on their porches watching the world go by. I have seen mountains in England, gentle rolling hills covered in green and making you think of roaming sheep and barefoot feet. I have driven past the mountains in Utah, covered in cattle and seen for hours before they finally disappear behind you, slipping into the horizon like the sun. I have climbed the mountains of Israel, stark and hot, burning your feet and telling you the stories of centuries of believers. I have watched the fog of the Smokey mountains, covering everything in it's secret beauty, making you feel as though you must be in heaven. I have watched the sun set over the mountains of Mexico, mountains that sing until you finally understand the phrase "purple mountains majesty." And now, I have watched the mountains of Arizona, beautiful, color changing and rigid, jutting out of the ground towards the heaven.
What a beautiful world we live in. I am so blessed.
I have driven the mountains of West Virginia, through the burrows and hollers, each with their own secrets and unique people sitting on their porches watching the world go by. I have seen mountains in England, gentle rolling hills covered in green and making you think of roaming sheep and barefoot feet. I have driven past the mountains in Utah, covered in cattle and seen for hours before they finally disappear behind you, slipping into the horizon like the sun. I have climbed the mountains of Israel, stark and hot, burning your feet and telling you the stories of centuries of believers. I have watched the fog of the Smokey mountains, covering everything in it's secret beauty, making you feel as though you must be in heaven. I have watched the sun set over the mountains of Mexico, mountains that sing until you finally understand the phrase "purple mountains majesty." And now, I have watched the mountains of Arizona, beautiful, color changing and rigid, jutting out of the ground towards the heaven.
What a beautiful world we live in. I am so blessed.
Friday, May 1, 2009
Thankful Thursday 5
I know this is a day late...but it's still valuable.
Today I am thankful for God's provision. Sometimes I get worried and have trouble seeing how I will make it. In those times I remember that in my life I have never gone without, I have always been loved and then God reminds me, "I have not forgotten you."
Psalm 38:15 For I hope in You, O LORD; You will answer, O Lord my God.
Today I am thankful for God's provision. Sometimes I get worried and have trouble seeing how I will make it. In those times I remember that in my life I have never gone without, I have always been loved and then God reminds me, "I have not forgotten you."
Psalm 38:15 For I hope in You, O LORD; You will answer, O Lord my God.
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Paul Bunion is back
So it is in fact a bunionette. Doc was wrong, but it's ok, he not a podiatrist. They x-rayed my foot and we took a look at it and it is a bunion. *Sigh*
The guy I saw yesterday said I would have to meet with another doctor (the one who will do the surgery) to discuss surgical options to remedy the problem. There are a few I guess. It will be awhile though because he’s a specialist and is apparently one of the best. So I am meeting with him May 27th to discuss my options, so the story will continue then.
My stupid feet, I’m too young for this.
The guy I saw yesterday said I would have to meet with another doctor (the one who will do the surgery) to discuss surgical options to remedy the problem. There are a few I guess. It will be awhile though because he’s a specialist and is apparently one of the best. So I am meeting with him May 27th to discuss my options, so the story will continue then.
My stupid feet, I’m too young for this.
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
The Saga Continues...
So, I went to Doc today, to check out my foot. He looked at it for almost a minute and pressed it a little and then said, "Huh..." Let me tell you, you do not want to go to a doctor and have them say "huh" to anything on your body. He felt the bones in my toe and foot, he said it was not a bone issue, so I guess it isn't a bunion. He also told me that because of the way my feet were created by God, I would have issues with my feet.
He looked and poked and then said, "I think that there is an infection and I really want to stick a needle in it and see what comes out...but I won't." He looked up at me. "Thanks," I responded. He looked at it a little longer and told me he didn't think he was the one to deal with this. He's a lovely man, he's a friend of the family and because he couldn't do anything he didn't let us pay. God truly uses people to bless others, and I noticed...thank you God.
He referred me to a podiatrist. I'm going tomorrow to see what's really wrong.
He looked and poked and then said, "I think that there is an infection and I really want to stick a needle in it and see what comes out...but I won't." He looked up at me. "Thanks," I responded. He looked at it a little longer and told me he didn't think he was the one to deal with this. He's a lovely man, he's a friend of the family and because he couldn't do anything he didn't let us pay. God truly uses people to bless others, and I noticed...thank you God.
He referred me to a podiatrist. I'm going tomorrow to see what's really wrong.
Monday, April 27, 2009
The Saga of Paul Bunion Begins
Ok, so a few weeks ago my foot started hurting on the outside part of my foot, under the little toe. I didn't really think much of it at the time, but it kept hurting and it was very red. Last week it started getting tender to the touch and I had to be careful what shoes I was wearing. I said that if it didn't get better soon I'd go and see a doctor.
Discussing this with my girlfriends, and thinking perhaps it was a bunion (but not really knowing what that was), they named it Paul (Paul Bunion you see). So when I got home I looked on the world wide web and webmd, to see if I could find anything out. Based on the feel and the look of it, it did appear to be a bunion...well actually it appears to be a bunionette, as a bunion is on the big toe side.
So I started freaking out a little bit, because it seems to be more serious than I thought and I made an appointment with Doc. I was away for the weekend and it has started hurting across the top of my foot and underneath a little. So I'm glad that I am headed to the doctor today.
Check out how much different it looks than the left foot!
I will let you know what happens.
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Thankful Thursday 4
Today I am thankful for:
1) Life - and the possibilities that come along with it.
Psalm 139:14 I will give thanks to You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made; Wonderful are Your works, And my soul knows it very well.
1) Life - and the possibilities that come along with it.
Psalm 139:14 I will give thanks to You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made; Wonderful are Your works, And my soul knows it very well.
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Thankful Thursday 3
I'm so thankful for:
1. My brother and my sister. I feel blessed every day for these two persons who have helped me to become who I am today. I love these two more than I can explain.
Psalm 50:14 Offer unto God thanksgiving; and pay thy vows unto the most High.
1. My brother and my sister. I feel blessed every day for these two persons who have helped me to become who I am today. I love these two more than I can explain.
2. An education from some of the best minds I've ever known, people who also showed me their faith.
Psalm 50:14 Offer unto God thanksgiving; and pay thy vows unto the most High.
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Mosaic
The concept:
1. Type your answer to each of the questions below into Flickr Search.
2. Using only the first page of results, pick one image.
3. Copy and paste each of the URLs for the images into Big Huge Lab's Mosaic Maker to create a mosaic of the picture answers.
The questions:
1. What is your first name?
2. What is your favorite food?
3. What high school did you go to?
4. What is your favorite color?
5. Who is your celebrity crush?
6. What is your favorite drink?
7. What is your dream vacation?
8. What is your favorite dessert?
9. What do you want to be when you grow up?
10. What do you love most in life?
11. What is one word that describes you?
12. What is your nickname?
Thursday, April 9, 2009
Thankful Thursday 2
In no particular order:
1. Days when I feel absolutely no pain or discomfort in my body (I complain so much when I'm sick I feel as though I need to be thankful for days that are the opposite).
2. Girlfriends with whom I can be myself, who bring me joy and who love me.
3. Little miracles, where God is revealed to me, everyday.
Psalm 30:11-12 You have turned my mourning into joyful dancing. You have taken away my clothes of mourning and clothed me with joy, that I might sing praises to you and not be silent. O Lord my God, I will give you thanks forever!
1. Days when I feel absolutely no pain or discomfort in my body (I complain so much when I'm sick I feel as though I need to be thankful for days that are the opposite).
2. Girlfriends with whom I can be myself, who bring me joy and who love me.
3. Little miracles, where God is revealed to me, everyday.
Psalm 30:11-12 You have turned my mourning into joyful dancing. You have taken away my clothes of mourning and clothed me with joy, that I might sing praises to you and not be silent. O Lord my God, I will give you thanks forever!
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
For Good
I wish there were more time for people. I get busy with work and life and TV and so many other things that don't matter that much. I want to remember that life is about the relationships that we have and the people we get to love and that love us.
I love the people I love so deeply, and sometimes I lament that some people are in our lives only for a small period of time. I think that as we travel through life we are given people for a season. Some people stay with us our whole life, or many seasons: your family, a few close friends. Others are there only for one season: floormates at college, a professor or collegue.
Unfortunately the short periods of time do not make it any easier to let go. Though I understand that life works this way, I hate it every time it happens. At times you can see the end coming, other times it is sudden. So I just wanted to let you all know, each person who has touched my life, whether in a small way or greatly, thank you and because I knew you, I have been changed for good.
From "Wicked":
I love the people I love so deeply, and sometimes I lament that some people are in our lives only for a small period of time. I think that as we travel through life we are given people for a season. Some people stay with us our whole life, or many seasons: your family, a few close friends. Others are there only for one season: floormates at college, a professor or collegue.
Unfortunately the short periods of time do not make it any easier to let go. Though I understand that life works this way, I hate it every time it happens. At times you can see the end coming, other times it is sudden. So I just wanted to let you all know, each person who has touched my life, whether in a small way or greatly, thank you and because I knew you, I have been changed for good.
From "Wicked":
Saturday, March 28, 2009
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Thankful Thursday 1
One of my girlfriends shared last week the importance of being thankful for what we have been given and I thought I would join her. Though I am thankful everyday for the blessings in my life today I am expecially thankful for...
A husband that is supportive and loving and who believes in me.
The opportunity to enjoy a fairly relaxing few months before I move out into the "real world." Most people never get this opportunity, especially at the age of 29.
1 Chronicles 16:8 "Oh give thanks to the LORD; call upon his name; make known his deeds among the peoples!"
A husband that is supportive and loving and who believes in me.
The opportunity to enjoy a fairly relaxing few months before I move out into the "real world." Most people never get this opportunity, especially at the age of 29.
1 Chronicles 16:8 "Oh give thanks to the LORD; call upon his name; make known his deeds among the peoples!"
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Multiple Choice
This is hysterical. In the rare situation that you the reader does not know this song you can listen to it here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yu_moia-oVI
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
My lovely niece - I heart faces
This is my niece after waking up from a nap. What a delightful kid. I am entering this picture into a contest on this website http://www.iheartfaces.blogspot.com/ if you want to check it out.
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
An excerpt of hope
Excerpts from President Barack Obama January 20, 2009:
On this day, we gather because we have chosen hope over fear, unity of purpose over conflict and discord.
We remain a young nation, but in the words of Scripture, the time has come to set aside childish things. The time has come to reaffirm our enduring spirit; to choose our better history; to carry forward that precious gift, that noble idea, passed on from generation to generation: the God-given promise that all are equal, all are free, and all deserve a chance to pursue their full measure of happiness.
Now, there are some who question the scale of our ambitions - who suggest that our system cannot tolerate too many big plans. Their memories are short. For they have forgotten what this country has already done; what free men and women can achieve when imagination is joined to common purpose, and necessity to courage.
And so to all other peoples and governments who are watching today, from the grandest capitals to the small village where my father was born: know that America is a friend of each nation and every man, woman, and child who seeks a future of peace and dignity, and that we are ready to lead once more.
For we know that our patchwork heritage is a strength, not a weakness. We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus - and non-believers. We are shaped by every language and culture, drawn from every end of this Earth; and because we have tasted the bitter swill of civil war and segregation, and emerged from that dark chapter stronger and more united, we cannot help but believe that the old hatreds shall someday pass; that the lines of tribe shall soon dissolve; that as the world grows smaller, our common humanity shall reveal itself; and that America must play its role in ushering in a new era of peace.
To those leaders around the globe who seek to sow conflict, or blame their society’s ills on the West - know that your people will judge you on what you can build, not what you destroy. To those who cling to power through corruption and deceit and the silencing of dissent, know that you are on the wrong side of history; but that we will extend a hand if you are willing to unclench your fist.
What is demanded then is a return to these truths. What is required of us now is a new era of responsibility - a recognition, on the part of every American, that we have duties to ourselves, our nation, and the world, duties that we do not grudgingly accept but rather seize gladly, firm in the knowledge that there is nothing so satisfying to the spirit, so defining of our character, than giving our all to a difficult task.
So let us mark this day with remembrance, of who we are and how far we have traveled. In the year of America’s birth, in the coldest of months, a small band of patriots huddled by dying campfires on the shores of an icy river. The capital was abandoned. The enemy was advancing. The snow was stained with blood. At a moment when the outcome of our revolution was most in doubt, the father of our nation ordered these words be read to the people:
"Let it be told to the future world…that in the depth of winter, when nothing but hope and virtue could survive…that the city and the country, alarmed at one common danger, came forth to meet [it]."
America, in the face of our common dangers, in this winter of our hardship, let us remember these timeless words. With hope and virtue, let us brave once more the icy currents, and endure what storms may come. Let it be said by our children’s children that when we were tested we refused to let this journey end, that we did not turn back nor did we falter; and with eyes fixed on the horizon and God’s grace upon us, we carried forth that great gift of freedom and delivered it safely to future generations.
On this day, we gather because we have chosen hope over fear, unity of purpose over conflict and discord.
We remain a young nation, but in the words of Scripture, the time has come to set aside childish things. The time has come to reaffirm our enduring spirit; to choose our better history; to carry forward that precious gift, that noble idea, passed on from generation to generation: the God-given promise that all are equal, all are free, and all deserve a chance to pursue their full measure of happiness.
Now, there are some who question the scale of our ambitions - who suggest that our system cannot tolerate too many big plans. Their memories are short. For they have forgotten what this country has already done; what free men and women can achieve when imagination is joined to common purpose, and necessity to courage.
And so to all other peoples and governments who are watching today, from the grandest capitals to the small village where my father was born: know that America is a friend of each nation and every man, woman, and child who seeks a future of peace and dignity, and that we are ready to lead once more.
For we know that our patchwork heritage is a strength, not a weakness. We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus - and non-believers. We are shaped by every language and culture, drawn from every end of this Earth; and because we have tasted the bitter swill of civil war and segregation, and emerged from that dark chapter stronger and more united, we cannot help but believe that the old hatreds shall someday pass; that the lines of tribe shall soon dissolve; that as the world grows smaller, our common humanity shall reveal itself; and that America must play its role in ushering in a new era of peace.
To those leaders around the globe who seek to sow conflict, or blame their society’s ills on the West - know that your people will judge you on what you can build, not what you destroy. To those who cling to power through corruption and deceit and the silencing of dissent, know that you are on the wrong side of history; but that we will extend a hand if you are willing to unclench your fist.
What is demanded then is a return to these truths. What is required of us now is a new era of responsibility - a recognition, on the part of every American, that we have duties to ourselves, our nation, and the world, duties that we do not grudgingly accept but rather seize gladly, firm in the knowledge that there is nothing so satisfying to the spirit, so defining of our character, than giving our all to a difficult task.
So let us mark this day with remembrance, of who we are and how far we have traveled. In the year of America’s birth, in the coldest of months, a small band of patriots huddled by dying campfires on the shores of an icy river. The capital was abandoned. The enemy was advancing. The snow was stained with blood. At a moment when the outcome of our revolution was most in doubt, the father of our nation ordered these words be read to the people:
"Let it be told to the future world…that in the depth of winter, when nothing but hope and virtue could survive…that the city and the country, alarmed at one common danger, came forth to meet [it]."
America, in the face of our common dangers, in this winter of our hardship, let us remember these timeless words. With hope and virtue, let us brave once more the icy currents, and endure what storms may come. Let it be said by our children’s children that when we were tested we refused to let this journey end, that we did not turn back nor did we falter; and with eyes fixed on the horizon and God’s grace upon us, we carried forth that great gift of freedom and delivered it safely to future generations.
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