Ha, I posted once on here and then ignored it forever. Like I said, I'm really bad at this stuff. The family is leaving on Friday to go up to North Carolina and then on to Pennsylvania to visit family.... and Bryant! I'm excited to get away and have a vacation, not to mention see my favorite brother. I'm also excited because I may get to see some Covenant friends while I'm up in the area.
Speaking of Covenant, I miss the place and the people. My mom told me the other day that I have been happier than I was for two years ever since I went to Covenant. I believe that all of that is the direct result of being where God wants me instead of where I think I want to be. For awhile there I was trying to make my plan into God's plan and do whatever I wanted. Also, I was staying where it was "safe" and "normal" instead of braving forth and trusting in God to care for me. When I finally put my trust in God's plan and took a leap of faith I was so much happier. I've found a place that I belong and a place where I believe God will use me.
Every night I pray that God will use me as a blessing for others and as an instrument for his will, but that can only happen when I stop putting all of my focus on myself. It's hard to be a blessing to others when you serve yourself. And doing things for others just to make yourself feel good is just as bad. I've always had a bad habit of doing such things, but it's also something that I'm trying to work on.
On a lighter note, I've thoroughly enjoyed watching HBO's Band of Brothers. Why is this? Pretty men and that guy from Office Space. Ahem. World War II awesomeness, that's why! This series has strengthened my desire to hop on a plane to Europe and track the 101st Airborne's involvement in the European campaign all the way to Germany. I kid you not, the history geek inside of me is doing back flips and squeeing like a small child on her birthday. I always tell my mom that the thing I love about history is the people, and Band of Brothers focuses on the people who fought WWII, hence my love for the series.
I've also watched some of The Big Bang Theory, and while it is not near as awesome as The IT Crowd it is entertaining and gives me my dork fix for the day. I don't have a ton of new interests as of late, besides Merlin which is a great, mindless, BBC show Mom and I watch now.
I'm psyched about our trip and hope that the history geek inside me has a field day when we visit Gettysburg. My family will probably become so exasperated with me running around shouting, "And this is where Pickett got his men slaughtered! And this is where those people from Maine and the Gettysburg movie stood and killed a bunch of Confederates. And this whooooole place is where an absolute bloodbath took place and everybody was all sad, but also kinda 'yay,' or at least the North was, because it turned the tide and all. And this!......" Yeah, my family puts up with a lot. Bless. Also, the excessive use of italics? Yeah, that's because I will be super overly excited about this stuff.
Anywho, I'm going to close this rather lengthy and pointless post up and bid everybody farewell..... farewell.
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
And We're Off
So..... hi. I'm not exactly sure why I started this blog, probably because I wanted to feel all special and deep. And I also like thinking that my thoughts are of great interest to others.
I've never been able to keep a blog/profile/diary/journal for more than a week. This is because I have an extremely uninteresting life. But then I realized the solution: make my life seem interesting by fabricating wonderful stories of my adventures. Like yesterday when I was attacked by a mob of rabid coyotes and had to fight them off with a stick. Yes it was an exciting time, and yes I lived to fight another day.
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Yeah that's not going to work. Yesterday I went to the doctor, ate lunch with my mom, watched Merlin with my mom, and then took a nap. Thoroughly uninteresting, but I probably enjoyed myself much more than I would have if I were fighting coyotes. Besides, it's these simple, enjoyable times that I will look back and remember. I'm glad that I have a wonderful mother who enjoys going out with me and who shares my love of dorky English TV and naps. I'm glad I have a dad who's willing to discuss history with me at any time and who takes me to breakfast on Saturday mornings. And, even though he's thousands of miles away right now, I'm glad I have a brother who will carry on strange conversations with me and send me new TV shows to investigate.
Despite the obvious lack of outrageous adventure in my life, I am extremely blessed and satisfied with my lot. As Bilbo said in The Lord of the Rings, "It is no small thing to live a simple life." God certainly knew what he was doing when he gave me a simple life, and though I like to argue his timing regarding my birth, he knew what he was doing when he placed me in the 21st Century. I may not have a story book life, but I have a purpose-driven life as well as a God who is gracious, loving, and knows what he's doing. Isn't that more than enough for me? Aren't I being a bit dense to wish for anything else? Yes, and there lies one of my weaknesses. I have a hard time being content, and maybe keeping a record of my thoughts and seeing my blessings in writing will help with that problem.
I've been reading Passion and Purity by Elisabeth Elliot and have been seeing a common thread in her advice: be patient, be content, and be silent. I'm horrible at all three. This blog will follow me as I try to learn to give my whole self over to God's will and become a Godly woman. That should be adventure enough, don't you think?
I've never been able to keep a blog/profile/diary/journal for more than a week. This is because I have an extremely uninteresting life. But then I realized the solution: make my life seem interesting by fabricating wonderful stories of my adventures. Like yesterday when I was attacked by a mob of rabid coyotes and had to fight them off with a stick. Yes it was an exciting time, and yes I lived to fight another day.
...
Yeah that's not going to work. Yesterday I went to the doctor, ate lunch with my mom, watched Merlin with my mom, and then took a nap. Thoroughly uninteresting, but I probably enjoyed myself much more than I would have if I were fighting coyotes. Besides, it's these simple, enjoyable times that I will look back and remember. I'm glad that I have a wonderful mother who enjoys going out with me and who shares my love of dorky English TV and naps. I'm glad I have a dad who's willing to discuss history with me at any time and who takes me to breakfast on Saturday mornings. And, even though he's thousands of miles away right now, I'm glad I have a brother who will carry on strange conversations with me and send me new TV shows to investigate.
Despite the obvious lack of outrageous adventure in my life, I am extremely blessed and satisfied with my lot. As Bilbo said in The Lord of the Rings, "It is no small thing to live a simple life." God certainly knew what he was doing when he gave me a simple life, and though I like to argue his timing regarding my birth, he knew what he was doing when he placed me in the 21st Century. I may not have a story book life, but I have a purpose-driven life as well as a God who is gracious, loving, and knows what he's doing. Isn't that more than enough for me? Aren't I being a bit dense to wish for anything else? Yes, and there lies one of my weaknesses. I have a hard time being content, and maybe keeping a record of my thoughts and seeing my blessings in writing will help with that problem.
I've been reading Passion and Purity by Elisabeth Elliot and have been seeing a common thread in her advice: be patient, be content, and be silent. I'm horrible at all three. This blog will follow me as I try to learn to give my whole self over to God's will and become a Godly woman. That should be adventure enough, don't you think?
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