Hello and welcome to the new year, 2008. Here's the host for today's show... Lindsey. I could probably write a million different cliche things about the beginning of a new year. It's a fresh start, you can turn over a new leaf, look ahead to what this year has in store. All of these things are true, but I get tired of hearing them, so I'll just fill everyone in on how my trip was.
I went up to Michigan again, but this time we stayed mostly with my mom's family. No uglydolls this time. By the way, I took that picture down after my friend Jaymen commented that he couldn't tell which one was me and which one was the ugly doll, ha ha. So instead I inserted a picture from the New Orleans trip. No tourists threw money at my feet, apparently I'm not a very good dancer. Anyway, my Christmas was grand. I was sick for a couple days which was kind of nightmarish, but I'm mostly better now. I won't be missing school (rats!) or anything. I got to spend a lot of time with my family just chilling in Holland, Michigan where there was, can you even believe it, SNOW!!!!!! I love snow. I got to go sledding!!! I wish it would snow here. I'd been praying and praying for snow before Christmas Break! Oh well, I guess I got my fix up there. Also, one of the days when we visited my dad's family, we went snow skiing. I'll wait a moment as you fall over with laughter trying to picture me skiing.
Are you finished? Good. All of the disasters you pictured probably happened, except no broken bones. Me skiing was basically like this: you know what babies are like when they first come out of the womb? There's a lot of flailing and they're covered with gunk. That was basically me except I had pointy objects coming out of my feet and the 'gunk' was actually just snow. Oh my it was quite an experience. I ended up having fun, but I 'm not sure I would exactly jump at the chance to do it again.
Okay, so it's 4:30 here and the sun is going down outside my window. Isn't that weird? During the winter, everything is crazy. I do love the cold weather, but I wish it wasn't so cold and windy right now, you can' even go walk around outside.
Alright, well I'm basically done for now. in case you're interested, I was pleased with the grades I got on my finals. I even survived the dreaded French exam. Thanks to everyone who helped out with my Journalism final story. I don;t now how well I did on that yet. Hopefully not too bad, my teacher seemed to like my writing. Anyway, have a great week or weekend rather since that's what's coming up soon. Be blessed. I can't wait to be with all my Newburgh friends, I've missed you all!
Wednesday, January 2, 2008
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
On finals
I probably won't be posting much this week. I have finals to study for.
What am I doing right now????
I probably won't post until next year. I'm gonna be away over Christmas.
We'll see how it goes.
Have a very merry Christmas emphasis on the Christ part.
Also have a blessed New Year's.
If you want to be politically correct and say something like Season's Greeting's, you can just forget it. Call me if you want to hear the rant that goes with that one.
Ta ta for now!
What am I doing right now????
I probably won't post until next year. I'm gonna be away over Christmas.
We'll see how it goes.
Have a very merry Christmas emphasis on the Christ part.
Also have a blessed New Year's.
If you want to be politically correct and say something like Season's Greeting's, you can just forget it. Call me if you want to hear the rant that goes with that one.
Ta ta for now!
Thursday, December 13, 2007
On "way to be depressing"
I apologize in advance for the state of this post. I'm pretty blue.
Do you ever have those times when you wonder how in the heck the world is still spinning on its axis? Because your thoughts are so preoccupied with one or two particular things, there's no possible way for life to continue as normal for anyone. I'm kind of feeling that way right now. If you've never had a slightly surreal experience then perhaps you're blessed. Sorry that you don't know what I'm taking about.
I felt like this two years ago after the tornado. since it was in my backyard, I was really affected by it. When I went back to school for the first time a couple days later, I was shocked and upset that not everyone was as shaken by the event as I was. Life went on. And right now, my life continues to go on, as you can probably tell, if not I bet I'd have trouble typing this! Anyway, I still had to make up that math quiz and my mom is still gonna make me take out the garbage or whatever, but the weird feeling won't go away.
There's not one factor, I don't think. This state of sadness has been coming on for awhile actually, I just was too caught up in being happy, happy, happy for so long that I didn't realize. Well, like they say, what would be special about happiness if you had it all the time. I'm still very much joyful (I really enjoyed that horrendous use of grammar) and I can still find ways to put a smile on my face during the day... even if it is a little bit harder than normal.
I guess it's like in Ezekiel, when it he explains about the useless vine. If the vine is not bearing fruit when it is perfect and whole, how much less will it be useful when it's burning and charred?
I kind of relate that to my life, even if that's not what it really means. My interpretation: if I can't be moving and working and doing good for the Kingdom when life is good and I'm feeling great, how lazy and useless am I going to be when life sucks and I feel like crap? I try to be useful all the time.
So anyway, sorry for straying from my typical "happy go lucky" yammering, but I needed to write and I just wasn't feeling the whole amusing thing. It may very well be the weather.
If you've made it to this point (I totally stole that from Megan Miller's really long e-mail) thanks for reading. I don't need sympathy cards or anything, my youthful enthusiasm hasn't really died, I think it just took a siesta for today.
Have a nice Thursday.
Do you ever have those times when you wonder how in the heck the world is still spinning on its axis? Because your thoughts are so preoccupied with one or two particular things, there's no possible way for life to continue as normal for anyone. I'm kind of feeling that way right now. If you've never had a slightly surreal experience then perhaps you're blessed. Sorry that you don't know what I'm taking about.
I felt like this two years ago after the tornado. since it was in my backyard, I was really affected by it. When I went back to school for the first time a couple days later, I was shocked and upset that not everyone was as shaken by the event as I was. Life went on. And right now, my life continues to go on, as you can probably tell, if not I bet I'd have trouble typing this! Anyway, I still had to make up that math quiz and my mom is still gonna make me take out the garbage or whatever, but the weird feeling won't go away.
There's not one factor, I don't think. This state of sadness has been coming on for awhile actually, I just was too caught up in being happy, happy, happy for so long that I didn't realize. Well, like they say, what would be special about happiness if you had it all the time. I'm still very much joyful (I really enjoyed that horrendous use of grammar) and I can still find ways to put a smile on my face during the day... even if it is a little bit harder than normal.
I guess it's like in Ezekiel, when it he explains about the useless vine. If the vine is not bearing fruit when it is perfect and whole, how much less will it be useful when it's burning and charred?
I kind of relate that to my life, even if that's not what it really means. My interpretation: if I can't be moving and working and doing good for the Kingdom when life is good and I'm feeling great, how lazy and useless am I going to be when life sucks and I feel like crap? I try to be useful all the time.
So anyway, sorry for straying from my typical "happy go lucky" yammering, but I needed to write and I just wasn't feeling the whole amusing thing. It may very well be the weather.
If you've made it to this point (I totally stole that from Megan Miller's really long e-mail) thanks for reading. I don't need sympathy cards or anything, my youthful enthusiasm hasn't really died, I think it just took a siesta for today.
Have a nice Thursday.
Friday, December 7, 2007
On Hooray!
Today is Friday and I decided to dress all comfy-like. I wore my Strawberry Shortcake footie socks to school. They are very fun. They actually have little grippies on the bottom so I don't slip as I'm toddling about. Okay, so I haven't really toddled for many, many years, but the phrase works well with my whole not growing up thing. Hooray fro Strawberry Shortcake footie socks.
A piece of exciting news:
The Walgreen's guy actually did eat his 'have a good day' gum! I talked to my mom on her cell phone on Wednesday while she was there and he told her he ate it! Now I can take back all that Scrooge bah-humbug nonsense. Hooray that the Walgreen's guy ate his gum!
Today at school we talked about the Middle Ages and the Roman Catholic Church. This led to a discussion about nuns which was of course big fun. Ha ha, nuns. I apologize if you are reading this and have no idea why that's funny. Hooray for nuns and whatnot.
So, apparently my grandpa e-mailed this link to practically everyone in our extended family. Great, I have always been careful about what I write because I know God is watching, but now that this blog will be under the scrutiny of my family, I'll have to be even more cautious. Just messing.
And finally, hooray for making faces at Michael across the Speech classroom while we're supposed to be watching a movie!
Have an enjoyable day!!!
A piece of exciting news:
The Walgreen's guy actually did eat his 'have a good day' gum! I talked to my mom on her cell phone on Wednesday while she was there and he told her he ate it! Now I can take back all that Scrooge bah-humbug nonsense. Hooray that the Walgreen's guy ate his gum!
Today at school we talked about the Middle Ages and the Roman Catholic Church. This led to a discussion about nuns which was of course big fun. Ha ha, nuns. I apologize if you are reading this and have no idea why that's funny. Hooray for nuns and whatnot.
So, apparently my grandpa e-mailed this link to practically everyone in our extended family. Great, I have always been careful about what I write because I know God is watching, but now that this blog will be under the scrutiny of my family, I'll have to be even more cautious. Just messing.
And finally, hooray for making faces at Michael across the Speech classroom while we're supposed to be watching a movie!
Have an enjoyable day!!!
Monday, December 3, 2007
On Mini Adventures
Big adventures are cool, I mean they make great novels and shape peoples' lives I suppose, but I am more inclined to enjoy life's mini adventures. On Saturday, I went to Bloomington with Castle's French Club. While there, we had dinner at a French restaurant. I ate a snail. I was all doctored up and everything, so technically it was escargot, but it was a stinking snail nonetheless. I doubt that I will ever do that again, when I eat. I'm weird about textures (no jello or oatmeal for me!) and eating a snail was basically the equivalent of chewing on a deflated balloon. Not especially pleasant, however as from every experience, some good came out of it. Now, I feel very empowered, as though I can do anything. No task is too great for the girl who ate a snail, no way. It's actually kind of exciting.
Now, yesterday was another day for a mini adventure. I probably laughed more yesterday than i ever have in my life. Megan, Lydia, and I took a little field trip to Walgreen's. If you read my post a couple months ago, you know how much fun I can have there (my princess mittens etc). Anyway, at Walgreen's they have card that sing to you when they are opened. We had a little dance party in the card aisle, many people stared. Walking on Sunshine, Going to the Chapel, Can't Touch This, and Walk the Line, we played them all and danced, sang, and thoroughly enjoyed ourselves. One card left them all behind though. The little voices that erupted out of the card, laughing and saying the most hilarious things made my day. We bought that particular card and took it to church with us blessing everyone's day with the wittiness of the little people inside the card. When we were checking out, I gave the guy who works at Walgreen's a piece of "have a good day gum," but he said he was throwing it away. Hmmm. I have decided to nickname him Scrooge, bah-humbug.
So that's that on mini adventures. I would definitely recommend them, if that's not something you are currently doing. Something I really want to do this season is go Christmas caroling to different stores in the middle of the night and sing to the bored people who work there. Is that allowed? I hope so. I would where a Santa hat. Okay, I think you've had quite enough. It is perhaps time for me to be done.
Happy Monday!!!
Now, yesterday was another day for a mini adventure. I probably laughed more yesterday than i ever have in my life. Megan, Lydia, and I took a little field trip to Walgreen's. If you read my post a couple months ago, you know how much fun I can have there (my princess mittens etc). Anyway, at Walgreen's they have card that sing to you when they are opened. We had a little dance party in the card aisle, many people stared. Walking on Sunshine, Going to the Chapel, Can't Touch This, and Walk the Line, we played them all and danced, sang, and thoroughly enjoyed ourselves. One card left them all behind though. The little voices that erupted out of the card, laughing and saying the most hilarious things made my day. We bought that particular card and took it to church with us blessing everyone's day with the wittiness of the little people inside the card. When we were checking out, I gave the guy who works at Walgreen's a piece of "have a good day gum," but he said he was throwing it away. Hmmm. I have decided to nickname him Scrooge, bah-humbug.
So that's that on mini adventures. I would definitely recommend them, if that's not something you are currently doing. Something I really want to do this season is go Christmas caroling to different stores in the middle of the night and sing to the bored people who work there. Is that allowed? I hope so. I would where a Santa hat. Okay, I think you've had quite enough. It is perhaps time for me to be done.
Happy Monday!!!
Friday, November 30, 2007
On more, More, MORE!
"All I want for Christmas is my two front teeth,"
It may not be much, but the song still asks for something.
Everyone is in need of something, whether they realize it or not. In the book I'm reading with my small group, "Wired", by Louie Giglio, it is explained that all of humanity was created as beings who worship. Now, we were really created to be worshipping God, but that's not always the way it works out. Today there are so many false idols that we give our worship to that often times we only have a smidge left for God. In the book, Giglio (I really hope he's got a son, or grandson, I don't know how old he is, who I can marry, because that might be the coolest last name I've ever heard) says that worship is our response to what we value most. Watching the clock waiting for the new episode of Heroes to come on and never missing the show says that Heroes is valuable to you, you're worshipping it. What I think is a pretty huge thing, especially in say my youth group, is that people get caught up in worshipping other people rather than God. Even if someone may seem extremely good and full of God, they're not God and are not worthy of our worship. I've been observing this people worship in that it seems many people only come to the youth group events for the socialization they provide. Now, fellowship is very important, but they came a point for me when I had to reevaluate what my time revolved around. Anyway, I've been thinking a lot about worship lately, and I think I can kind of add to Giglio's definition. We worship the things we want more of. The most sincere worshippers that I've seen and met are those who really seem to be longing for God. Which, that's been his plan for us all along hasn't it? To long for him, to realize that we are incapable without him, partial, inept (ooo I bet that one raised my blog level to genius). So basically, what I'm getting at is that as of late, even though I still struggle with giving my worship solely to God, I've have come to a greater understanding of what it is to long for God. To want more of Him. More, and More, and MORE! I don't know, it's basically just that I can't wait to get to actually see Him, you know? To actually stand in His presence and everything ,how it will be so amazing and terrifying at the same time. I can kind of get a better picture of where Paul was at in his life when he said "to die is gain," sorry that that sounds kind of morbid. How can I wrap this up? I don't know. I just thought I'd share what's been on my heart lately. Worship is so, so important, and I am trying my best to give it all to the One who deserves it.
Sorry that this blog is so stinking long. Now, I will copy off of a few people I've seen and put song lyrics in my blog. I just think Chris Rice expresses the feeling very well.
Here it is...
How far are You?
How close am I?
I know Your words are true when I don't feel them inside
Still I believe You'll never leave
So where are You now?
You're all I have
You're all I've known
Your breath is breathing in my soul
Still I am gasping, aching, asking,
Where are you now?'
Cause I just want to be with You
I dream about Your promise to return
I just want this waiting to be over
And I wake up hangin' on Your every word
I just want to be with You
For now my feet are planted here on earth
And it helps to know the Day is getting closer
And it helps to know the day is getting closer
But every minute takes and hour
Every inch feels like a mile
Till I won't have to imagine
And I finally get to see You smile!
My journey's here, but my heart is There
So I dream and wait, and keep the faith, while You prepare
Our destiny, till You come back for me
Oh, please make it soon!
It may not be much, but the song still asks for something.
Everyone is in need of something, whether they realize it or not. In the book I'm reading with my small group, "Wired", by Louie Giglio, it is explained that all of humanity was created as beings who worship. Now, we were really created to be worshipping God, but that's not always the way it works out. Today there are so many false idols that we give our worship to that often times we only have a smidge left for God. In the book, Giglio (I really hope he's got a son, or grandson, I don't know how old he is, who I can marry, because that might be the coolest last name I've ever heard) says that worship is our response to what we value most. Watching the clock waiting for the new episode of Heroes to come on and never missing the show says that Heroes is valuable to you, you're worshipping it. What I think is a pretty huge thing, especially in say my youth group, is that people get caught up in worshipping other people rather than God. Even if someone may seem extremely good and full of God, they're not God and are not worthy of our worship. I've been observing this people worship in that it seems many people only come to the youth group events for the socialization they provide. Now, fellowship is very important, but they came a point for me when I had to reevaluate what my time revolved around. Anyway, I've been thinking a lot about worship lately, and I think I can kind of add to Giglio's definition. We worship the things we want more of. The most sincere worshippers that I've seen and met are those who really seem to be longing for God. Which, that's been his plan for us all along hasn't it? To long for him, to realize that we are incapable without him, partial, inept (ooo I bet that one raised my blog level to genius). So basically, what I'm getting at is that as of late, even though I still struggle with giving my worship solely to God, I've have come to a greater understanding of what it is to long for God. To want more of Him. More, and More, and MORE! I don't know, it's basically just that I can't wait to get to actually see Him, you know? To actually stand in His presence and everything ,how it will be so amazing and terrifying at the same time. I can kind of get a better picture of where Paul was at in his life when he said "to die is gain," sorry that that sounds kind of morbid. How can I wrap this up? I don't know. I just thought I'd share what's been on my heart lately. Worship is so, so important, and I am trying my best to give it all to the One who deserves it.
Sorry that this blog is so stinking long. Now, I will copy off of a few people I've seen and put song lyrics in my blog. I just think Chris Rice expresses the feeling very well.
Here it is...
How far are You?
How close am I?
I know Your words are true when I don't feel them inside
Still I believe You'll never leave
So where are You now?
You're all I have
You're all I've known
Your breath is breathing in my soul
Still I am gasping, aching, asking,
Where are you now?'
Cause I just want to be with You
I dream about Your promise to return
I just want this waiting to be over
And I wake up hangin' on Your every word
I just want to be with You
For now my feet are planted here on earth
And it helps to know the Day is getting closer
And it helps to know the day is getting closer
But every minute takes and hour
Every inch feels like a mile
Till I won't have to imagine
And I finally get to see You smile!
My journey's here, but my heart is There
So I dream and wait, and keep the faith, while You prepare
Our destiny, till You come back for me
Oh, please make it soon!
Monday, November 26, 2007
On my Uglydoll
On Thanksgiving we celebrated Christmas with my dad's side of the family. We weren't going to be able to see my grandparents (Gram and Grump --yeah that's really what we call him, I made it up) during Christmas, so we had it early. This was totally fine by me of course, I mean I'm not even done with my birthday yet. So, I got this little stuffed creature from my aunt. Her name is Anne, we call her Auntie Anne, I'm not even kidding. I was so happy to get my Uglydoll. Seriously, that's the brand name on the label--UglyDoll. My aunt has one and she remembered how last year I was admiring hers so much. This little truly hideous doll is like on of my favorite gifts ever. The new picture I put up is of me and my Uglydoll, if you couldn't tell. Yeah, I get a little too excited about things like that. Oh well, that's about all I have to report about the Thanksgiving holiday. I did get two battle wounds, I get pretty pumped about showing off my scars and telling of my dangerous adventures.
One. My dad's brother, Bo, has four sons. They like to wrestle. I was being attacked by a few of these cousins and I think my brother, which was no big deal except the youngest cousin, Ryan he's 3, decided to bring along a matchbox car. I had a little lump on my face, between my eyebrows for a little while and I am sporting a fabulous cut on my nose. Of course there are no hard feelings towards Ryan, the scar makes my vacation seem interesting.
Two. In the car on the way home, the vent above my seat in the car attacked my hand. The pointer finger on my right hand really hurts, I can't wear my ring. OK, so that one wasn't at all glamorous, exciting, or interesting, I apologize for wasting your time. Hey, but at least I had your attention for a minute, because you were pitying me. I'm just kidding, I'm not pretending to be abused or infirm. I just thought you'd like to know what events I'll remember from my trip.
One. My dad's brother, Bo, has four sons. They like to wrestle. I was being attacked by a few of these cousins and I think my brother, which was no big deal except the youngest cousin, Ryan he's 3, decided to bring along a matchbox car. I had a little lump on my face, between my eyebrows for a little while and I am sporting a fabulous cut on my nose. Of course there are no hard feelings towards Ryan, the scar makes my vacation seem interesting.
Two. In the car on the way home, the vent above my seat in the car attacked my hand. The pointer finger on my right hand really hurts, I can't wear my ring. OK, so that one wasn't at all glamorous, exciting, or interesting, I apologize for wasting your time. Hey, but at least I had your attention for a minute, because you were pitying me. I'm just kidding, I'm not pretending to be abused or infirm. I just thought you'd like to know what events I'll remember from my trip.
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