Our youth group is doing a sort of fast for the next thirty days, which means we've got to pick something and give it up.
The campaign is called "I gave it up" (I think that if some kid was really hard core they would give the word "it" up bahahaha!)
I gave up facebook and I'm a better person for it. This is only my second day not logging on and while I wasn't necessarily a "junkie" before, I've already noticed all the time I've saved not aimlessly clicking around.
Facebook generates brain power that is much better used elsewhere. For example, I found myself thinking too much about myself after being on there (can I get a--what! what! cause I know you do the same)
If we were all honest with ourselves facebook is more about savingface then it is anything else. That's why we post pictures that only WE approve of, or write meaningless sentences that talk about OUR life or post quizzes that WE make up about OURSELVES and lists that include only things that will make US look good.
I could be wrong but I think I'm not.
And don't get me wrong. I'm not jumping off the band wagon, I've just moved myself closer to the back where my feet can dangle and I can jump off if I need to :)
I think about myself enough, I don't need to get on a website daily to remind me to do it.
And that is all.
If you can handle it, good for you. In the mean-time I'm going to go and have some non me-time (haha!! see it's wit like that, that makes ME so great) ;) jk
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Friday, June 26, 2009
Half Caff Laugh
I have always had a strange fascination with being addicted to coffee.
Really I am charmed by all things related to coffee, the mugs, the smell, the word, the roasts.
The splitting headache I received today after not having my usual morning cup cured me of at least the desire to be addicted. I'm still bewitched by all things coffee, now at least I have a more adult view about it.
I was thinking about this on my way home from Starbucks and had to laugh at myself for getting over another child-like enthrallment with something so adult as being addicted to caffeine. For me it was that moment of realization that doing the dishes and having homework really aren't as magical as you once thought.
For all my fellow coffee lovers: don't go to Starbucks for iced coffee. It doesn't taste that bad, but the price you pay isn't worth it. McDonalds has the market on iced coffees-hands down.
For all my fellow word lovers: chew over the title of this blog one more time. The English language and all its oddities include the fact that those three words have different endings but all the same sound.
Happy Friday!
Really I am charmed by all things related to coffee, the mugs, the smell, the word, the roasts.
The splitting headache I received today after not having my usual morning cup cured me of at least the desire to be addicted. I'm still bewitched by all things coffee, now at least I have a more adult view about it.
I was thinking about this on my way home from Starbucks and had to laugh at myself for getting over another child-like enthrallment with something so adult as being addicted to caffeine. For me it was that moment of realization that doing the dishes and having homework really aren't as magical as you once thought.
For all my fellow coffee lovers: don't go to Starbucks for iced coffee. It doesn't taste that bad, but the price you pay isn't worth it. McDonalds has the market on iced coffees-hands down.
For all my fellow word lovers: chew over the title of this blog one more time. The English language and all its oddities include the fact that those three words have different endings but all the same sound.
Happy Friday!
Friday, June 19, 2009
Mrs. Word Smith
I love words, especially those that are considered a delicacy to our language, ie- "incandescently" could make a come back and I would be ok with it.
I am currently on the hunt for one particular word or phrase, but in that chase I've come across some rare finds. Here are some words to tickle your gray matter...
I can be described as ombrophilous (one who is tolerant of large amounts of rain).
Ever wonder what a Yak and a Cow would reproduce if they got jiggy with it? Wonder no more, their offspring is referred to as a Zho.
No need to deny your love of Winnie the Pooh, embrace it! Major in arctophily (the study of teddy bears-No. Joke.)
Sign me up for Pogonophile's anonymous cause I happen to like them, especially Dayton's (one who loves beards)
Tobaccophile-really? that simple? Yet loving wood has got to be this complicated!?- xylophilous
So what's the room set up like in a "Conquering Your Cathisophobia" meeting? (fear of sitting down)
hmm possible pick up line..."Hey baby, do you mind taking that off, I have linonophobia" (fear of string)
Funny sounding words:
Mumpsimus: a view stubbornly held even when shown to be wrong
Tintinnabulate: to ring as a bell; to tinkle (as in bell, not as in potty)
Widdershins: counterclockwise
I could go on, but I'll stop, thanks to http://phrontistery.info/favourite.html for providing all the fun!
Hope you enjoyed this as much as I did!
I am currently on the hunt for one particular word or phrase, but in that chase I've come across some rare finds. Here are some words to tickle your gray matter...
I can be described as ombrophilous (one who is tolerant of large amounts of rain).
Ever wonder what a Yak and a Cow would reproduce if they got jiggy with it? Wonder no more, their offspring is referred to as a Zho.
No need to deny your love of Winnie the Pooh, embrace it! Major in arctophily (the study of teddy bears-No. Joke.)
Sign me up for Pogonophile's anonymous cause I happen to like them, especially Dayton's (one who loves beards)
Tobaccophile-really? that simple? Yet loving wood has got to be this complicated!?- xylophilous
So what's the room set up like in a "Conquering Your Cathisophobia" meeting? (fear of sitting down)
hmm possible pick up line..."Hey baby, do you mind taking that off, I have linonophobia" (fear of string)
Funny sounding words:
Mumpsimus: a view stubbornly held even when shown to be wrong
Tintinnabulate: to ring as a bell; to tinkle (as in bell, not as in potty)
Widdershins: counterclockwise
I could go on, but I'll stop, thanks to http://phrontistery.info/favourite.html for providing all the fun!
Hope you enjoyed this as much as I did!
Thursday, June 18, 2009
5minutes
Heaven is a good reason to get through an 800 page book.
C.S. Lewis' words at the end of the Chronicles of Narnia are, what I believe to be, the closest taste-in-your-mouth description of heaven for both adult and child out there.
In fact it was the description of heaven that inspired me to read Chronicles in the first place.
I was at a funeral for a friend of a friend who was my age, and someone got up and read the last paragraph to what was an enraptured audience and probably the biggest collection of people that have ever been jealous of the guy in the coffin.
But I'm not here to talk about death.
With this blog I want to impart a moment of worship.
This song from the new United album is awe inspiring, comforting and beautiful and it makes me think of those last few sentences of Lewis' writing so think of this as you watch the video.
And if you're by yourself feel free to engage in extravagant worship :)
"'The term is over: the holidays have begun. The dream is ended: this is the morning.' And as He spoke, He no longer looked to them like a lion; but the things that began to happen after that were to great and beautiful that I cannot write them. And for us this is the end of all the stories, and we can most truly say that they all lived happily ever after. But for them is was only the beginning of the real story. All their life in this world and all their adventures in Narnia had only been the cover and the title page: now at last they were beginning Chapter One of the Great Story which no one on earth has read: which goes on forever: in which every chapter is better than the one before."
C.S. Lewis' words at the end of the Chronicles of Narnia are, what I believe to be, the closest taste-in-your-mouth description of heaven for both adult and child out there.
In fact it was the description of heaven that inspired me to read Chronicles in the first place.
I was at a funeral for a friend of a friend who was my age, and someone got up and read the last paragraph to what was an enraptured audience and probably the biggest collection of people that have ever been jealous of the guy in the coffin.
But I'm not here to talk about death.
With this blog I want to impart a moment of worship.
This song from the new United album is awe inspiring, comforting and beautiful and it makes me think of those last few sentences of Lewis' writing so think of this as you watch the video.
And if you're by yourself feel free to engage in extravagant worship :)
"'The term is over: the holidays have begun. The dream is ended: this is the morning.' And as He spoke, He no longer looked to them like a lion; but the things that began to happen after that were to great and beautiful that I cannot write them. And for us this is the end of all the stories, and we can most truly say that they all lived happily ever after. But for them is was only the beginning of the real story. All their life in this world and all their adventures in Narnia had only been the cover and the title page: now at last they were beginning Chapter One of the Great Story which no one on earth has read: which goes on forever: in which every chapter is better than the one before."
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Anniversary
Marriage is highly underestimated.
At it's best I think it's the greatest relationship one human being can share with another.
It's no wonder God compares the church to a bride, there really is no better comparison. The partnership it entails, the collaboration of two people who bring differences to the table that when combined make you one. super. human. it's astounding. And awesome.
Thinking back to my ideas of marriage even a year and one week ago I had no idea how beautiful it could be. My favorite way of describing it is marriage is a sleepover with your best friend every night for the rest of your life.
One aspect of marriage/love that isn't often talked about, but I think is the most important is that love starts with you.
You cannot give someone else your love until you love yourself.
It's like food at a party. If two people are invited to a party and only one of them brings food, there won't be that much to eat. If both people bring food, then there is plenty to eat and everyone can relax, yeah?
Thus when two people enter a relationship with love for themselves it's easy to relax and spread the love all around :)
One way I realized Dayton was "the one," was that I never got tired of him. No matter how long we had been together or how often we saw each other I always wanted more, and I had never experienced that with a guy before.
Part of that reason was not because I loved who I became when I was with him but because I loved who I AM.(I am aware of the change in tense-it's intentional)
With him I didn't have to become anyone else, I could just be me I never had to change. And since I learned to love the person I am before we met, getting to be that person with him made our relationship all the more enjoyable.
This concept is so important to me-loving yourself (I know this partly because it's hard for me to decided exactly how to write about it, haha).
What greater imprisonment is there then to not love the person you were created to be?
But on the other hand, what beautiful freedom it is to love who you are and to be completely satisfied in living as the wonderful you that God created.
Think of it this way, life is one giant art show and we're all walking God exhibits.
Until next time...
At it's best I think it's the greatest relationship one human being can share with another.
It's no wonder God compares the church to a bride, there really is no better comparison. The partnership it entails, the collaboration of two people who bring differences to the table that when combined make you one. super. human. it's astounding. And awesome.
Thinking back to my ideas of marriage even a year and one week ago I had no idea how beautiful it could be. My favorite way of describing it is marriage is a sleepover with your best friend every night for the rest of your life.
One aspect of marriage/love that isn't often talked about, but I think is the most important is that love starts with you.
You cannot give someone else your love until you love yourself.
It's like food at a party. If two people are invited to a party and only one of them brings food, there won't be that much to eat. If both people bring food, then there is plenty to eat and everyone can relax, yeah?
Thus when two people enter a relationship with love for themselves it's easy to relax and spread the love all around :)
One way I realized Dayton was "the one," was that I never got tired of him. No matter how long we had been together or how often we saw each other I always wanted more, and I had never experienced that with a guy before.
Part of that reason was not because I loved who I became when I was with him but because I loved who I AM.(I am aware of the change in tense-it's intentional)
With him I didn't have to become anyone else, I could just be me I never had to change. And since I learned to love the person I am before we met, getting to be that person with him made our relationship all the more enjoyable.
This concept is so important to me-loving yourself (I know this partly because it's hard for me to decided exactly how to write about it, haha).
What greater imprisonment is there then to not love the person you were created to be?
But on the other hand, what beautiful freedom it is to love who you are and to be completely satisfied in living as the wonderful you that God created.
Think of it this way, life is one giant art show and we're all walking God exhibits.
Until next time...
Monday, June 1, 2009
UNITED
Seeing UNITED in concert was like
Plugging yourself into a power outlet for three hours straight
Consuming a feast of delicious foods after having fasted for a week
It was the feeling you get after turning in your last exam
Rolled in with the relief you feel after setting down a heavy box.
It was a spiritual spa treatment in the most expensive of spa's.
It was the closest feeling a human could have to flying without an apparatus.
It was the true sense of moving, powerful, awesome, wonderful, amazing, pleasing, and exciting. The only thing top-able is moments with God Himself (which it wasn't far from).
It was life changing.
And I will never forget it.
Plugging yourself into a power outlet for three hours straight
Consuming a feast of delicious foods after having fasted for a week
It was the feeling you get after turning in your last exam
Rolled in with the relief you feel after setting down a heavy box.
It was a spiritual spa treatment in the most expensive of spa's.
It was the closest feeling a human could have to flying without an apparatus.
It was the true sense of moving, powerful, awesome, wonderful, amazing, pleasing, and exciting. The only thing top-able is moments with God Himself (which it wasn't far from).
It was life changing.
And I will never forget it.
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