ABC - Da Remix!

Of the many great memories I have from college, some of the most hilarious of them all were had while living at 805 S. Fifth Street. With five girls living on the ground floor with three boys upstairs, there was rarely a dull moment. Much of what we did was recorded by photo and much of what we said was recorded by a quote list we kept on the fridge. Last night, while going through some stuff at my house, I found our long lost quote list from that year. I think I took it with intention of typing it out for everyone but I eventually misplaced it and forgot about it. The list, however, has been providing me with much humor throughout my day. Perhaps you had to be there, or perhaps you need to know the people involved. Regardless, I have been sitting here snickering at my desk and want to share the joy. Here are a few of the greatest gems..... (The linked photos are newer than when we lived together, which is a shame because there are many quality photos from the year as well, just none of them digital.)

"'Pull back my neck skin.' Can you put that on the quote list, please?" Dom repeating Bercos' odd statement.

"I want to meet that person! I want to meet the first guy who said, 'Look at those dangly things! Let's squeeze them and drink whatever comes out!'" Beckner on the discovery of cow's milk.

"Ali, you look like a lion right now" - Steve

"I think she was offended" - Frick on why Ali stormed off

"OK, a Lioness!!" - Steve yelling to Ali

"There's no such thing as a female lion!!" - Ali yelling from the other room

"How do lions make more lions then?" - Bercos

"You know, there really ARE female lions." - Steve

"Yeah... they're called TIGERS!!" - Ali

"I just know you wouldn't like it... I mean, there's rules. Like... you can't be naked with anyone...." Dom on why Bercos wouldn't like working at Kanakuk.

"Whenever my mom went to get an ultrasound with my brother, I wanted to be her. I wanted that jelly all over me... It was just so blue... and slippery.... and that sound it made... so cool..." Laura

"Ooh... trippy. I may just need to smoke a joint to process all this. You know. Settle myself down. It's too much to handle." - Frick after a cool story from BJ. (neither of whom have ever actually touched the stuff by the way...)

"Why can't we all just get along?" - Jeff

"Because we're not black..." Alan

"OK, Joe. Try to imagine 14 Jr. High School girls around you now..." - Bercos referring to the description of 'Light as a feather, stiff as a board'

"um... I'm actually giong to try NOT to imagine that..." -Joe Hanline

"Do we have any Febreeze?" - Kelly

"I have an anal sphincter." - Bercos

"I have sebum." - Laura

"I don't know what sebum means and I feel uncomfortable when you use that word." - Jeff

"Now that we're all here, does anyone have Wang?" - BJ referring to the professor

"Could you please be more specific?" - Mike

Now... if only we could find the video from the CCF Coffeehouse where we were the cast from Waiting for Guffman....

My Heart, Your Home

There is something about the blogging world that has brought me such joy today. I can't really put my finger on what specifically about these blogs has made my heart feel more at peace, but they have. Maybe it's in knowing the hearts behind the blogs and being so blessed to have such lovely people in my life. I'm not sure. But this morning, my heart has been blessed. Thanks, Cameron, for reminding me it's OK to be uncomfortable. Thanks, Cara, for sharing your lovely Christmas spirit with me. Thanks, Sharla, for your heart.... your amazing, sweet, and enchanting heart. Thanks, Nahum, for your friendship and for your honesty. You all bless me.

I have been having a hard time focusing on the Joy behind Christmas. (The picture above, by the way, was stole from Cara's site. They are her handmade Christmas cards!) I have been fighting a war within my heart to Focus on God, on the Love that He lavishes upon me, on the Faithfulness He has shown me, on the Compassion He blankets me with. I have been fighting to remember His goodness. And then I remember the story of my sweet nephew Elijah, who brings me such joy. SO much joy. And remembering God's faithfulness in delivering a healthy and happy baby boy when the doctors didn't think he even had a chance to make it past the fifth month of pregnancy.

Yes, my friends. The Lord is faithful.

Thousands of years of prayers of anticipation answered with a simple statement.

"You will be with child and give birth to a son, and you are to give him the name Jesus."

Jesus.

The first time the name of the awaited Messiah had been revealed. Whispered to a young girl with whom God found great favor.

When I was young and I heard Jesus was coming back, I thought that meant that he would be born again to another virgin. I would pray and pray and pray that I would be that chosen girl; that I would bear Christ for the world to see. What an HONOR to be the mother of the Living God.

It hit me the other day while listening to my favorite Christmas song, "Breath of Heaven". I AM just like Mary. God has chosen me; he has looked upon me with favor. I have been asked to carry His son. Carry him in my heart; reflect him in my smile; honor him in my love.

I pray with this knowledge that in every aspect of my life, in every task the Lord asks of me, in every unknown challenge that lay ahead, my response is as simple and as pure as hers.

"I am the Lord's servant. May it be to me as you have said."

Come and make my heart Your home.
Come and be everything I am and all I know.
Search me through and through
'till my heart becomes a home for You.

A home for You, Lord.
A home for You, Lord.
Let everything I do open up,
A door for You to come through,
And that my heart would be
A place where You want to be.

Come and make my heart Your home.
Come and be everything I am and all I know.
Search me through and through
'till my heart becomes a home for You.

You are my portion, filling up everything.
You are the fortune that's causing my heart to sing.
That it's amazing,
That You could make Yourself at home with me.
With me, Lord.

Come and make my heart,
Come and make it Your home.
Come and be everything I am and all I know.
Search me through and through
'till my heart becomes a home for You.

~Watermark

But For the Grace of God

Am I the only one who is so clueless as to what's going on around me at times that it's a wonder I remembered how to breathe when I woke up this morning?

Seriously.

Sometimes, I look at the things that surround me on my desk and I realize that I haven't a clue what I'm doing, nor have I every really had a clue. I've just been good at faking it all along.

Same goes for friendships. I really am clueless.

I guess you could say the same for my life in general. I really have absolutely no idea what I'm doing. I mean, I think I know what I want to do, but am I daily making steps to achieve that? My mom always said growing up, "Never put off till tomorrow what you can do today." She is so very wise; why do I never take her advice?

When will I ever stop "waiting for the right time" and just cowboy up to what's on my plate right in front of me at this given moment?

Dan thinks there's something wrong with me today. There's nothing wrong with me. I'm just thinking a lot. About the pile of work in front of me and how I'm not sure what to do next because really, I have no idea how to do any of it. I'm thinking about my weekend plans, what I want and what I don't want to do. I'm thinking about bible study tonight what we're going to talk about (we're going through The Celebration of Discipline - quality read but another post for another time). I'm thinking about how I ate way too much food at lunch. And how I'll probably do the same at dinner.

Basically, I feel like I'm standing in front of this sign right now.












And this is my expression.












When all I really need to be doing is this.










That is: work. Without the sassy attitude.

Alrighty then. Problem solved. I'm out.