good day!
Well we are waiting to be picked up by the Youngs for Physics. I have had a productive morning thus far. I got done with more than half of the work that I needed to finish which is excellent for me. I am going to the Michael's this afternoon because Cathy is sick, and she wants me to come over and watch the boys afts Spanish until Jon-Adam gets home. That's my work for the day. I will be posting a bunch again tonight. I don't know why I take comfort in commenting on my own blog, but I do.
Be filled of God's glory this day!
this evening
Well here I sit. *laughing so I don't whimper* I have many things to accomplish this evening and I hope that it is God's will that they be completed. I often think I can do more than I actually end up doing. Most of the time I potentially could do that much work, but not realistically considering, what I like to call, the environmental factors.
I am at the moment trying to pull together three totally different papers. One actually is a script for a fake trial we are doing for WV's this Friday. One is just introduction and outline to a paper on television and how it has affected our culture. The other is for Mr. Pulliam, and it has to do with my faith and what God means to me. Yeah, talk about the most diverse topics. I am ready. The other thing I got to get done is my Physics and Spanish homework. The good thing is that none of the papers I just mentioned above are due tomorrow. I still need to get them done though.
Ok the stories are done, and I think we should break from those types of things for a while. I enjoyed it thoroughly while it lasted, but am ready to get back to the real life stuff. Next time we do it though, I am fully making rules about length of sentences and maybe we'll try to do three of the same letter in a row.
Coffee has pulled through once again. I love that drink. *Casts affectionate glance towards 1/9 full coffee mug on computer desk.*
I predict that I will be talking to myself late into the evening. Feel free to prove me wrong.
complete
Another arranged marriage took place in the land of Gargotha.
Bewildered by her parent’s decision to carry out the ancient tradition, Cassandra arrived at her wedding sweating like crazy.
Cassandra craved for one thing only. That one thing was to marry her bodacious boyfriend John-Jacob-Jingle-Heimer-Schmitt
Dr. Dickle, Cassandra's father, nervously awaited the arrival of his daughter.
Eventually everyone was there, but John-Jacob had a final word:
"Friends, family, and everybody else present on this blessed day, please do not forget to throw all your trash in the trash receptacle at the back. Thank you and enjoy the ceremony."
Graciously giving Cassandra's father a nod, John-Jacob tried to be supportive of his love's wed to another.
However, he felt as if his heart was being ripped out every second he stood there at her wedding. Suddenly her father turned to him and said:
"Is it wrong to give a woman to a man when her heart belongs to another?" He asked John-Jacob holding Cassandra's waist.
John-Jacob-Jingle-Heimer-Schmitt replied:
"Kings, knights, and many others in the past have married people that weren't right for them. If Cassandra's heart belongs to another, then let her life be happier by letting her choose who she loves by herself."
"Let love determine who she marries? Why that is preposterous! But... I do see your point." Replied Dr. Dinkle
"My mother's and father's wedding was an arranged marriage, and they've loved each other very much. Cassandra too will learn to love her husband in time." Dr. Dickle said.
Norris nodded- (he is the groom.) "Dr. Sir, I have had it laid on my heart to become a monk, but of course I did not want to break my promise to marry Cassandra. I believe God is calling me to a life of solitude. Let it be known, if I were to marry, Cassandra is the only woman I would consider." He said with a gracious smile towards the trembling bride.
Outwardly offensive about about Norris's reply to becoming a monk, Dr. Dickle yelled in return
"Preposterous! Punk, you can't be a monk."
"Quit quarreling!" Cassandra had had enough.
"Red rover is a fun game, lets play that at the reception" piped up Cassandra's little brother. His remark struck everyone as funny and laughter filled the once tense air.
Soon serenity overcame Dr. Dickle and he decided that perhaps Cassandra and John would make a better match. Although he wouldn't get as much money out of the deal John Jacob seemed like a fine fellow. What he didn't know was John Jacob was part of "the family"...
"Tis true," said John-Jacob-Jingle-Heimer-Schmitt," I am part of the family. In fact, I'm your cousin. It looks like we'll have to move to Kentucky if this thing is going to work out."
Under umbrellas, the guests in the chapel watched and listened as the roof leaked with the rain that was pouring down.
Vivacious visitors were very confused by the entire situation
"What was it that you wanted to tell me?" Asked Cassandra as John-Jacob-Jingle-Heimer-Schmitt with a gentle pleading as people began to leave the church.
Xtra xtra special girl, we will talk later when everything has died down. Until then...live well, dear Cassandra and he vanished leaving the girl shocked and confused and very much hurt...
"Yesterday you were a forbidden love, now... "Cassandra gazed after him the sunset.”He will return, in his own time." She thought out loud.
Zzzzzz zzzzz soon she was fast asleep from the exhausting events of the day and in good time she knew she would become Mrs. Cassandra Jingle-Heimer-Schmitt with John-Jacob always at her side.
Love Jesus today.
Good morning. I am working today, and I didn't get much sleep last night. I love defying nature and making my body cope with my bad habits of study. Ok not actually but I like to be positive. So tell me, what's going on in your life? I am just you know... swimming against the current.
I am having an excellent week thus far. What I explained about beauty yesterday, it really inspired me. I mean, that Jesus Christ, the God of heaven and earth, who is the beginning and the end. He didn't live the ideal life. I mean that He had hard days. Yet, He lived a beautiful life, and He delighted in the things of God. *big smile*
I have English Comp today, and then I am coming back here to work at the Michael's. I have a bunch of reading to do, so I should consider doing it now. I should prolly fill that test that Luke "tagged" be about. I don't have time right now, but I will try to get it done today.
Thank you guys for listening. Let's love Jesus today.
A thought...
I really like our game, and any of you who don't know about it should check it out. We started another story in the comments of the post *smile*. I am interested to see how it ends, and please participate. It's great fun.
I was wondering though- how cool would it be to each try to find a promise of God and post it in my comments. It can be something like "I will never leave you or forsake you" then put the reference.
I am going to have a beautiful day, and I hope that you all are going to also. You know, we have the ability to make it a beautiful day in our present situations. They may not be ideal, but beauty doesn't mean "perfect", it actually means:
Any of those attributes of form, sound, color, execution, character, behavior, etc., which give pleasure and gratification to the senses or to the mind.
*big smile* Have a beautiful day!
ok keep the story going people. It's almost done, and I'm really interested.
I just cut my thumb with a beard knife.
Mec
Yeah so today we are going to Worldviews class and working on our Darwin trial again. I am rather sick of talking about all that, but hey it's not my choice. Anyways, then I get to babysit the Carr's. I am so excited. They just had a baby boy a few weeks ago and I can't wait to meet him. I am not working tomorrow so I am going to spend more of the day working in my garden. It's been a while since I have been able to do that so that makes me happy too.
The story is going well.
Our first story:
An old legend has it that there is a place far away where men and woman actually understand one another.
Bob and Annie thought that nothing could go wrong with their perfect life.
Carefully scheduling time for each other, their jobs, and and the dog made life truly ideal in their short-sighted minds.
Darkness suddenly came one evening and the car just didn't stay on the rainy road.
Enough was enough. There was argument after argument. Bob was having a very difficult time after getting yelled at by Annie, after being late for dinner b/c he went golfing.
Flowers didn't seem to make her happy like they used to.
Getting close to her now was nigh to impossible. She couldn't say a kind word to him, and he was tired of getting beaten down.
However they did find common ground, because she thought: "I enjoy a peanut...he enjoys a peanut. Surely we can work this out."
Just in time, John posted on Rebekah's blog. This was followed by the an avalanche of peanuts that that destroyed the castle leaving the couple swimming in a lake of peanut butter.
Kicking for all they are worth they swam through the lake of peanut butter. With peanut butter and tears running down her face Annie looked at Bob and said, "I am so happy that peanuts have brought us together once again."
Like a fish Bob swam to the shore, with Annie at his side.
"Me too," Bob said adoringly.
"Nothing will ever come between us again." Suddenly out of the air a tree branch came crashing down right between where they stood narrowly missing their heads. Was this some kind of sign?
"Oh Bob please promise you'll love me forever! Don't let this branch come between us. We can make it through life and peanuts, but can we make it around this branch? Oh tell me we can." cried Annie
"Pink leaves? This must be a prank. Annie, someone is trying to keep us apart?!"
"Quit saying such rediculous things, Bob!" Replied Annie.
"Really look at it Annie, it's pink! You know what, that's your problem, you never take what I have to say seriously."
Suddenly a large wolf appeared from the peanut butter river.
Tearing through the woods, the wolf came running towards them covered in peanut butter. "Hello," he said, "I am here to remove this division between you.”...
Usually wolves don't talk, but this one was for some reason. I gues it's ok since it came out of a lake of peanut butter.
Variations of wolves talk and aren't mean as was the case with this helpful little guy. The couple immediately perked up and said:
"Wow, thanks wolf!"
"Xerox machines aren't the answer you are looking for." said the wise wolf. "What you actually need is a vacation."
"You are right O wise wolf." said Annie. "Bob, we are going on a vacation to stay true to our love and companionship."
"Zimbabwe it is honey, I know that's where you've always wanted to go!" replied Bob enthusiastically. And they lived happily ever after.
Good Evening!
I am in the midst of working on school. I know, who would have guessed. The story we have going in my earlier post is very interesting and I am going to take all the comments and write them all out sometime tonight.
I have a couple papers to do, and I making great progress. It's exciting putting my mind to work and then seeing the benefits. Ok well I know this is short but I should get back. Thanks for caring.
Plans for the evening:
-Get done with all Physics home work and study for the test we have tomorrow.
-Do all Spanish homework and copy verb charts.
-Write a couple papers due for Mr. Pulliam's class.
-Get people to write a story on my blog comments (by the way, if you want to comment you have to fill in that bar with the code at the bottom, you will know what I am talking about if you try to comment, that's so that I don't get dumb spam comments. I know it is annoying, but it will be better in the end.)
-Read the rest of
Islam at the Crossroads for writing class.
-Take notes on three more chapters of
Darwin on Trial for Worldviews.
-Be happy.
-Drink coffee *huge smile.*
*smile*
Today is going to be a full, but good day. I have had a wonderful morning, and though I am having great troubles trying to concentrate on my school work, it will be a good day. Margs and I just talked about how we have so much work to do, but that we just stare at the page trying without travail to comprehend the hundreds of words before our eyes.
The little boys all got Mohawks yesterday. I cut them, and they look so cool. I'm a huge supporter. Luke tagged me with that game thing that everyone has been doing, but I will not fill it out right now because I am trying to get school done.
Now that lunch break is over I need to get back to work. I will be on here all day off and on, so perhaps we should get a game going.
YES! I have a wonderful idea. Ok you know that sentence game, where you write a sentence in a story, and then the next guy does and so on and so on. Ok well ideally you aren't able to read what the other people wrote, but I don't know how we would be able to do that. So here are the rules. The sentence has to begin with the next letter of the alphabet. Examples:
After seeing the movie Jane was too scared to sleep.
Before she went to bed she had to sing a song to keep from screaming in the dark.
Carefully she slipped under her covers.
etc.
Ok guys, don't be mean, make the story interesting, and no crude humor. Please do this with me; it will make the day go by faster.
Oh and you can write as many sentences as you want, just not in order. So like I can go, then say... Margs, then I can go again. Ok?
This will be great fun.
really quick
Hey, I got to get to work. I just wanted to say that I want to be good about blogging this week so I am going to try super hard to post at least once a day. Now, if I do that, than that means that you need to be good about commenting. I love it when you guys give me feed-back.
Ok so I work until five, and then I am going to be doing school all evening. We've got a bunch to do this week, naturally. I am not going to complain, it's good for me, and I am completely sure that there are people, perhaps soe of you guys, that have more school than I do. Anyways, life is going really great. I had a good weekend, and I am going to have good week.
I love deciding that I am going to have good week. It really helps. Yesterday was a great day of worship, and it's a Monday, and I'm happy.
Well have a wonderful day. Tell me about your life, I would love to know about whatever you have to tell me. See you guys.
Mec
a good life
Well I'm just taking life as it comes. I feel as though I am swimming a river, and I need to get to a far off destination. It's like I could exert myself with every ounce of my being, but then at night, when I sleep on the bank, I would be so exhausted. I am more vulnerable to the harmful things around me. Whereas, when I sorta try to just stand in the river, and not go one way or the other, there's no progression away from the evil around me. The final option is to let the water carry me to wherever it will. That's of course not really an option for me as a Christian girl. The river of life and of culture, it pushes at me. When I swim my hardest, that's when the cruel things of the night will be most tempted to attack me. It's when I pour out my heart for the work God has before me, that I am the most protected, and in the dangerous of situations. It's when I just "live my life" not pushing against the waves, not exerting my being, it's in times such as these, that I am not honoring my Savior the way I ought.
We all have a river to swim. The question doesn't lie in where you are going to go; near as much as it lies with how much are you willing to give to get there. When we know that Heaven is the destination, we should fight with passionate energy. When we are tired we can remember to rest on the Rock. That's right, God calls Himself the Rock all throughout the Psalms, and it is in times of total exhaustion, that the analogy begins to be real. The idea of casting our cares upon the Rock is really awesome. I picture a poor servant girl in a worn water logged dress. She's barely alive, and her body heaves as her tired lungs scream for air. She is cast on a rock, high and lifted up. She is depending on that rock for her very survival. It's this type of a picture that should be us everyday. God wants us to give so much of ourselves to His work, that we have to learn over and over again how to trust Him for the energy to live the next moment.
Have a wonderful weekend guys. I am having one, and it's great.
poem of tonight
God is great.
It is late.
Life is full.
“Sing my soul.”
~Mec
Editor's Note: I just wrote this, because I needed to write a smile in poem form, and this is what I came up with. I isn't too big, it isn't too small, it's just... true. I am so excited to live, and I wanted to share that with you. Thanks guys.
my plans for the day
I have English Comp class this morning. After its over David is picking me up to go to Margaret's to listen to Darwin tapes for three hours. Margs has to work at four though, so we will be back around fourish and then I am going to work on my garden for a while. Levi has a football game ealry this evening and I am planning on going, you know sister support. Other than that my day will be packed with school. I have books to read and Spanish to do, and... Physics, worldviews, writing, the list just sorta goes and goes.
I sent in my final draft for the paper I had to do about my garden. I was thinking about posting it on here, but then I thought it might bore you so I decided not. I need to get stuff done now, have a good day everyone. See ya later.
hey guys
This morning my mother is taking Anna, Beth and Kez to go visit our great-grandma. She is ninty-four and lives alone in a little house in Ohio. Luke, Jabob and I will be holding fort around her till she gets back. I would be going with them, because I normally do, but I have to work the afternoon shift at work today.
I've made much progress in my garden this week. I took out most the sod I needed gone, and all that's left to do is clear our some weeds and junk. I'm excited about planting my bulbs, but I am going to wait until I know it will frost soon, if I don't, they may decide to pop up before spring which would be horrid.
Actually I got on this bush- removing kick, and took out eight more bushes on Saturday. They weren't even next to my garden. My mom just wanted them out, and so, out they came. Yeah, I feel pretty proud of myself.
This week will be... normal as far as weeks go. I mean that, I work a little at CFA. I work a little at the Michaels. I do a bunch of school. It's just going to be a packed week, and I am excited about getting tons of things done. Odd things may occure which make it an abnormal week, but at the moment I cannot foresee any such occurances.
Ok some of you may be wondering about that "fall" post I wrote a week ago. Yeah, you prolly aren't wondering, but I need to explain something. Five and a half years ago, my grandma, who we called Nonnie, died of brain tumors. She lived with us for the two years that she was on treatment. They did surgery to remove the first ones, and she was "better" for a year and half or so, but than she got them again and God took her home. She really liked fall. She really liked all the seasons, but fall I think was her favorite. At least, when fall came she would soak in all the colors and the scents that are unique to fall. She planted bulbs with me in our lawn, and we would talk about how they would be flowers in spring. Spring was her favorite season when it came around :) I guess, I just wanted to talk about her. I learned a lot from Nonnie, and I miss her. It's mean almost six years since I talked with her about the leaves changing colors, and it's just sad. The best part is, I am completely convinced that when I get to Heaven, she will be there, and she will give me a huge hug and we will both bow down and adore the Lamb. If it's possible to make Heaven a sweeter place, it is, just because I know I will see her there.
Ok, so all of you who are wondering why I feel this great need to share that, it's weird I just do. You don't need to say, "I'm sorry, that must be hard." Or anything like that. Death is an unnatural part of life that we all have to get used to be because it happens. We all have to handle death at some point, and I just want to say it's ok to talk about it sometimes. It's ok to miss people. Nonnie was a really special woman, and I am so glad God wished her to live with us for two years. I wouldn't have miss that for the world. In the midst of all her suffering she was established in the Word of God, and clung to His promises. She loved us kids so much, and we loved her too.
I have some school and chores to get to. I encourage you though, before I sigh off, to appreciate the beauty around you. The dew droplets that may be annoying because they get your shoes soaking, are precious gems sent from heaven to make the fallen world a bit more loveable. The leaves are slowly beginning to change their color, and it's a masterpeice to see how may shades can be on one tree. There is God's beauty reflected in the most obscure life, but when you chose to see it, you will live well.
the good life
Good morning. I am working at Isaac and Andrew's. I have English Comp in an hour, and than Anna is coming to watch them for me. She's the best.
Poor Beth is not feeling well. She is basically recovered from her injury, but her throat is really sore and she sounds horrible. I think you should all say something nice about her because she is so sick of being sick, and I feel so sorry for her, poor baby. Anyways keep her in your prayers. I don't think she has whatever it was I had last month, but it's no fun.
I am doing well. Yesterday I went on a thirty-mile bike trip with my family and some friends. Alissa and I had a good time riding through the country. I am glad my parents guilt tripped me into going. Though, it is rather sad that I didn't get to work in my garden all day yesterday. I suppose I will have to figure out a time sometime later this month to finish it all up. I don't think I told you that I removed three huge bushes on Saturday. Now all I have left to do to expand the boarder is pull up a bunch of sod, and that shouldn't be too hard.
School has been going ok. We have a physics test tomorrow, and Luke and I are going to do well. I can just feel it. I have a ton of work to get done, but I will finish it all with time to spare if I organized my life. I need to do that.
Ok guys, I really hope that you have a good day. I know that my blog has been rather... lacking lately, and I am sorry. I really will try harder to make this blog fun to read, and inspiring to think about. Live well.
a beautiful Lord's Day afternoon
It is slowly turning fall, and I am so excited. The world is a bit colder when I wake up the morning, and I can't take evening strolls without my bare toes turning numb. The change is a good change, and it's really gorgeous to watch and feel. It seems in summer that the earth is more intense. Sometimes it's an intensity of fun and play, and sometimes it's an intensity of harsh heat that kills all but the fittest. In fall however, it’s less “in your face”. It's like the world begins to yield to the inevitable law of winter, and by doing so becomes more meek and humble in her appeal. It's like, she doesn't know what she's about, near as much as she did in the summer, and she has to almost repent of some of her heated passion.
Fall is lovely. I would not say it is my favorite season, because I can never choose one. It's just that the earth is more compatible during fall, as if she has learned to listen. September is one of the best months. It's so very warm, and yet it quietly submits to the cool of the evening and wakes up hopeful that it can have it's way.
God loves beauty. He loves his world. He made it, and it's beautiful. It's a fallen world now, but I think that will only make it that much incredible when He remolds his creation to be perfect again. Sometimes I forget that He reveals Himself in creation, but when my soul is suddenly awakened by the song of my garden, the glory of the stars, or the whisper of the wind, than I remember. I remember that God made these things, and they are His way of speaking without words. Our God is a God who surpasses the need for language on occasion. Because it's often when I am in His creation that the Holy Spirit offers up my "groans that cannot be uttered,” and I cannot speak before the King. I too must learn to submit the laws He has laid before me to follow, and learn how to listen. Maybe I should take some lessons from the fall.
