8:32 am. Andrea (my boss) called the house. She asked Liz to wake me from my beauty rest.
Liz is pretty comfortable getting me out of bed these days. We talked last month about how surprisingly agreeable I am in the morning. I am NOT a morning person, but I am pleasant...just not coherent. So she passes me the phone.
You know how when you wake up in the morning your voice needs time to evolve into normalcy...well...considering I had been awake for maybe 4 seconds before I was passed the phone...it wasn't pretty.
She asked me if I would leave for work. After a couple minutes (that is how long it took for my brain to grasp that this was not a dream, and I actually had to wake up) I agreed to go to work. Andrea was so desperate, she said she would pick me up! I even managed to give super adequate directions. I was quite proud of myself.
When I hung up the phone, I realized that it was laundry day. My work clothes were at the bottom of the bin. Ohhh dear. At least I didn't have to walk. I gathered my key, my lippy and...uhh...that is pretty much it...and went to work.
I worked for 12 hours today. I am exhausted. Truly pooped. Speaking of poop...
On my walk home, I discovered I had a stalker. One of the most ANNOYING and degrading stalkers of all time.
He followed me for most of the walk.
THEN, I arrived home. There was another stalker IN my house. The stalker = a fly. There is nothing more shaming than having a fly swarm around you. There is not one good thing that can come of it. The truth is, flies are attracted to heat and stink...things like fresh excrement. I AM NOT EXCREMENT! I took a shower (the second one today) but...that didn't help. So...why...WHY is this fly swarming me?!?!!? SOMEBODY MAKE IT STOP!
Ah well, thank-you Jesus for flies. I TOTALLY see how and why they are a necessary part of our economy. Amen.
Jesus, please forgive me for my sarcasm. I didn't mean it. Teach me to love flies.
Dear Jesus. I take that back. Still sorry for the first part...but seriously...what were you thinking?!
Umm. Jesus. I love you. I am sure all of nature was in love with you too. Birds must have perched on your finger, and bunnies sat at your feet like children...eager for your peace and presence. I just can't imagine you appreciating a dozen flies swarming your head. In fact...if that were to happen...I could picture you sending them back to the pit they came from. Hmmm. Amen?
Monday, July 30, 2007
Saturday, July 28, 2007
An ode to Hairspray, Gel, Wax and other things that hold your hair in place...
I am going to see hairspray tonight.
I am psyched. I don't know why. I hate musicals...especially NEW musicals (did you SEE Dream Girls, it was rank).
Actually, come to think of it, High School Musical was the shiznit. Hmm...I think I am going to stop writing about musicals. I am excited, that is all I wanted to say.
Last night I went to some small prophetic conference. I have been going to conferences for most of my life, and I can say that the one I went to yesterday was NOT one of my favourites. I really enjoyed the presence of God, that was nice...the peace in the room. When I was younger I used to HATE the message. I was so bored. I would get a group of friends to follow me outside so we could talk for the entire time. I loved worship though. I find as I am getting older, it is the other way around (unless the quality of the worship is outstanding). I CRAVE the message. I was disappointed with last nights teaching because it was more like an hour and a half long testimony. There was not too much in it that I could take home with me, and apply to my 'walk'. I get confused when people teach on humility by sharing all the outstanding things they have done in their lives with God. It 'feels' contradictory. I am just growing and changing, and transforming...and developing...and any other word that suggests I am allowed to express that I am feeling a certain way without ridicule. I just love my Jesus more and more, and I want to hear more and more about Him. What are other people learning about Him? How did they get there? What is His word speaking to them? I want to know these things. I don't want to hear about how you led a bunch of people to Him...that is fantastic...but it doesn't help ME!
Haha...I am so selfish. I just realized how that paragraph up there is supporting two or three different ideas. I think a lot of my writing has that problem. Ah well. I am not a journalist, I am just me...writing my personal thoughts as they come to me. Okay, I think I am done now. I need to shower.
Thanks for reading, and if you have not seen Hairspray yet, I suggest you get off your butt and DO IT!
I am psyched. I don't know why. I hate musicals...especially NEW musicals (did you SEE Dream Girls, it was rank).
Actually, come to think of it, High School Musical was the shiznit. Hmm...I think I am going to stop writing about musicals. I am excited, that is all I wanted to say.
Last night I went to some small prophetic conference. I have been going to conferences for most of my life, and I can say that the one I went to yesterday was NOT one of my favourites. I really enjoyed the presence of God, that was nice...the peace in the room. When I was younger I used to HATE the message. I was so bored. I would get a group of friends to follow me outside so we could talk for the entire time. I loved worship though. I find as I am getting older, it is the other way around (unless the quality of the worship is outstanding). I CRAVE the message. I was disappointed with last nights teaching because it was more like an hour and a half long testimony. There was not too much in it that I could take home with me, and apply to my 'walk'. I get confused when people teach on humility by sharing all the outstanding things they have done in their lives with God. It 'feels' contradictory. I am just growing and changing, and transforming...and developing...and any other word that suggests I am allowed to express that I am feeling a certain way without ridicule. I just love my Jesus more and more, and I want to hear more and more about Him. What are other people learning about Him? How did they get there? What is His word speaking to them? I want to know these things. I don't want to hear about how you led a bunch of people to Him...that is fantastic...but it doesn't help ME!
Haha...I am so selfish. I just realized how that paragraph up there is supporting two or three different ideas. I think a lot of my writing has that problem. Ah well. I am not a journalist, I am just me...writing my personal thoughts as they come to me. Okay, I think I am done now. I need to shower.
Thanks for reading, and if you have not seen Hairspray yet, I suggest you get off your butt and DO IT!
Thursday, July 19, 2007
Granted! I'm Random and Quirky.
When people get bored, normal people, they do normal things. Some read a book, some bake a cake, some go for a walk. I was sitting around, and I decided to take some glitter glue and draw all over my arm. I had a lot of fun. When I finished I had a revelation. Basically, most people wouldn't take a bottle of glitter glue and draw on themselves. Let me tell you, those people are missing out BIG TIME!
Sigh...It was such a mess. And it is going to take forever to get off. At least I am not bored anymore, eh?!
I also did some song writing. I always seem to start off singing something serious, and end up getting frustrated and making a joke out of things. It is easier that way. I am determined to write a hit single before I go to bed tonight. We shall see what happens :P
I was driving around today with Liz and Shosh, and I started to freak out. I had this prophetic realization that my single days are short. Perhaps another year...maybe less...and then I will be in a relationship for the rest of my life. I started convulsing...not really...but I was shaking on the inside. For the first time in my life (since I moved to Barrie) I am actually super happy to be single. I notice the blessing in being single. Its so freeing. I have also seen plain as day that I am NOT ready to be in a relationship. I am WAY too selfish for one. HAHA. Seriously. Maybe it is because this is the first season that I am pursuing a personal dream of mine. I am going to hairdressing school, all of my energy is focused on that. I have no time for men.
HAHA. weird. I am quirky. I am a catch, too. Lucky guy...he's out there somewhere. AHHH. scary. Jesus knows best :S
I wrote a post last year about my HATE for June Bugs. I only saw them twice this year. Actually, they seem to be MUCH smaller in Barrie than in Penetanguishene. Probably because there is less Heroine and Crack (I don't believe that has anything to do with it, really). I still hate them...more than any other bug. EXCEPT. Except the earwig. I am sure if I saw a hissing cockroach in my room under a pile of clothes I would hate them more...but...a lack of experience leads me to the earwig as being most loathed of all the little critters.
Shoot. I just remember centipedes. I hate them most. ewww.
Okay, I just hate bugs. Let's be honest, they are vile.
Sigh...It was such a mess. And it is going to take forever to get off. At least I am not bored anymore, eh?!
I also did some song writing. I always seem to start off singing something serious, and end up getting frustrated and making a joke out of things. It is easier that way. I am determined to write a hit single before I go to bed tonight. We shall see what happens :P
I was driving around today with Liz and Shosh, and I started to freak out. I had this prophetic realization that my single days are short. Perhaps another year...maybe less...and then I will be in a relationship for the rest of my life. I started convulsing...not really...but I was shaking on the inside. For the first time in my life (since I moved to Barrie) I am actually super happy to be single. I notice the blessing in being single. Its so freeing. I have also seen plain as day that I am NOT ready to be in a relationship. I am WAY too selfish for one. HAHA. Seriously. Maybe it is because this is the first season that I am pursuing a personal dream of mine. I am going to hairdressing school, all of my energy is focused on that. I have no time for men.
HAHA. weird. I am quirky. I am a catch, too. Lucky guy...he's out there somewhere. AHHH. scary. Jesus knows best :S
I wrote a post last year about my HATE for June Bugs. I only saw them twice this year. Actually, they seem to be MUCH smaller in Barrie than in Penetanguishene. Probably because there is less Heroine and Crack (I don't believe that has anything to do with it, really). I still hate them...more than any other bug. EXCEPT. Except the earwig. I am sure if I saw a hissing cockroach in my room under a pile of clothes I would hate them more...but...a lack of experience leads me to the earwig as being most loathed of all the little critters.
Shoot. I just remember centipedes. I hate them most. ewww.
Okay, I just hate bugs. Let's be honest, they are vile.
Tuesday, July 17, 2007
Talking to Rachel.
Rachel is a spectacular friend of mine (We would say she is my BFUSBCA). We met at Tyndale a couple years ago (wow! has it been that long?!). She and I have this understanding...I can't tell you what the understanding is...cuz you won't get it...that's why WE have the bond...and YOU don't.
Okay, so I talked with her on the phone last week, and we prayed together. It's not often that people pray on the phone together. It was super special. I wondered why people don't do it more often. I pray with my parents all the time. Mostly that involves me calling about a crisis, and my parents pray to calm me down. Rachel just wanted to pray for the fun of it. I liked it. It was a little weird...but really good.
That is reason #40,322 of why I love Rachel.
Reason #6 is because of her hot latino tan. So jeleous right now.
Okay, so I talked with her on the phone last week, and we prayed together. It's not often that people pray on the phone together. It was super special. I wondered why people don't do it more often. I pray with my parents all the time. Mostly that involves me calling about a crisis, and my parents pray to calm me down. Rachel just wanted to pray for the fun of it. I liked it. It was a little weird...but really good.
That is reason #40,322 of why I love Rachel.
Reason #6 is because of her hot latino tan. So jeleous right now.
Friday, July 13, 2007
another post about my previous post...
Okay, I feel I need to clear myself up here. I have been getting half a dozen messages about my stance on Pro Choice.
Let me explain very clearly that I do NOT agree with abortion. I do NOT agree with gay marriage. I do NOT agree with the war in Iraq (I don't...but that one is not related at all).
If I were ever asked how I feel, I certainly would not just sit around and tell the person that it doesn't matter how I feel and blah blah blah. Of course I would let them know my personal opinion. I mentioned that I am sick of debate in my post...I was more talking about collective debating...as a country. Being pro choice is supporting the right to have an opinion...and to share that opinion freely.
In the same tone, I would never bring God into a debate like that when talking to a non-christian. If they are not interested in God in the first place, hearing about their sin certainly isn't going to have them run to him in times of trouble. Do you see what I am saying here?! It's okay to share the love of God with a non-christian who is struggling with these questions...but bringing God into the debate as to why it is right or wrong...is not wisdom. I am not saying 'Don't talk about God' I AM saying 'Don't talk about Gods wrath'.
I guess another side of the coin to all this mess (and possibly the only side of the coin I have been talking about) is that these days there are so many different types of Christians. There are so many channels of beliefs and different types of 'evangelism'. For example, IHOP does the red tape that says life. I think that is amazing. It is a silent stand that allows others to think for themselves. There is no mention about anything religious at all. Then they spend time interceding about it. I am okay with that. It's the signs that mention sin and the social isolation that pisses me off.
This is the last post that I am going to put about this issue. Mostly because I am still sorting through some ideas and stuff. I just wanted to mention that I am starting to see some things in the Government that I don't like too much when it comes to Christians. I am trying to find a way to rectify that.
'That's my choice' was meant to be controversial. It was meant to get people thinking. I have been so 'trained' how to think. I don't want to think inside a box anymore. Jesus didn't think that way either. I am still learning...still growing...still changing. Once I have a firmer grip on this idea, I'll post.
Let me explain very clearly that I do NOT agree with abortion. I do NOT agree with gay marriage. I do NOT agree with the war in Iraq (I don't...but that one is not related at all).
If I were ever asked how I feel, I certainly would not just sit around and tell the person that it doesn't matter how I feel and blah blah blah. Of course I would let them know my personal opinion. I mentioned that I am sick of debate in my post...I was more talking about collective debating...as a country. Being pro choice is supporting the right to have an opinion...and to share that opinion freely.
In the same tone, I would never bring God into a debate like that when talking to a non-christian. If they are not interested in God in the first place, hearing about their sin certainly isn't going to have them run to him in times of trouble. Do you see what I am saying here?! It's okay to share the love of God with a non-christian who is struggling with these questions...but bringing God into the debate as to why it is right or wrong...is not wisdom. I am not saying 'Don't talk about God' I AM saying 'Don't talk about Gods wrath'.
I guess another side of the coin to all this mess (and possibly the only side of the coin I have been talking about) is that these days there are so many different types of Christians. There are so many channels of beliefs and different types of 'evangelism'. For example, IHOP does the red tape that says life. I think that is amazing. It is a silent stand that allows others to think for themselves. There is no mention about anything religious at all. Then they spend time interceding about it. I am okay with that. It's the signs that mention sin and the social isolation that pisses me off.
This is the last post that I am going to put about this issue. Mostly because I am still sorting through some ideas and stuff. I just wanted to mention that I am starting to see some things in the Government that I don't like too much when it comes to Christians. I am trying to find a way to rectify that.
'That's my choice' was meant to be controversial. It was meant to get people thinking. I have been so 'trained' how to think. I don't want to think inside a box anymore. Jesus didn't think that way either. I am still learning...still growing...still changing. Once I have a firmer grip on this idea, I'll post.
Wednesday, July 11, 2007
I don't want to be a hypocrite...cuz they're not hip with it.
My last post (That's my choice) was a little too harsh on close-minded Christians. I made it so that they couldn't have an argument or an opinion. The fact that the post was about being pro choice makes what I said a little bit hypocritical. Sorry about that.
I still do not appreciate the way some Christians have approached politics, and I still feel the same way about pro choice and such...I should have been a little more open ended when I shared about my personal frustrations with church.
There.
I still do not appreciate the way some Christians have approached politics, and I still feel the same way about pro choice and such...I should have been a little more open ended when I shared about my personal frustrations with church.
There.
Sunday, July 1, 2007
That's my choice!
I have been thinking for the past several months about this whole Pro-Choice movement. It's all over the place in Canada right now. I checked out the Great Canadian Wish List a while ago, and the top two wishes are:
1. End Abortion
2. Pro Choice
I was initially pissed at the second group. I wondered how anyone could join something so evil. It got me thinking. What I am about to say is super controversial...so bare with me...
I am Pro Choice. When you think about it, God is pro choice. Free Will is a gift...and I sure don't want to be the one to take that gift away. Even when it comes to other areas (ie. Gay Marriage)...I have no right to stand against another persons choice (a choice that doesn't effect me in the slightest) and demand that everyone make the same decision I would make. I say that I am pro choice, but I would never choose abortion...in my eyes, it's murder...no matter how a person got knocked up. Same with gay marriage. My heart hurts for people who commit themselves to something so spiritually damaging...but isn't it WAY more spiritually damaging to have a bunch of rioting Christians tell you that you are going to hell. There is no evidence of a loving Father in that.
There are people who are very close to me who have made choices that I don't agree with...but they are no less human...no less deserving of respect...than myself. More importantly, I love those people. Ignoring them, debating with them, preaching at them...it's not helpful.
I understand that a lot of Christians have problems with all this stuff I am saying. I could care less...you are the Christians that have put us on the top 5 most hated groups in North America. Nothing in this world breaks my heart more than watching you twist the character of my Father into something that people hate and/or fear...or pay money to in exchange for healing/salvation. My prayer is that the brick wall you built in your spirit would crumble...and the compassion of our Savior would soften you perspective.
And so, I have decided to follow the example of my Jesus. I will love unconditionally through my words and actions. I will pray for mercy on my nation...especially for those who make decisions that may (unknowingly) hurt them. That's my choice.
1. End Abortion
2. Pro Choice
I was initially pissed at the second group. I wondered how anyone could join something so evil. It got me thinking. What I am about to say is super controversial...so bare with me...
I am Pro Choice. When you think about it, God is pro choice. Free Will is a gift...and I sure don't want to be the one to take that gift away. Even when it comes to other areas (ie. Gay Marriage)...I have no right to stand against another persons choice (a choice that doesn't effect me in the slightest) and demand that everyone make the same decision I would make. I say that I am pro choice, but I would never choose abortion...in my eyes, it's murder...no matter how a person got knocked up. Same with gay marriage. My heart hurts for people who commit themselves to something so spiritually damaging...but isn't it WAY more spiritually damaging to have a bunch of rioting Christians tell you that you are going to hell. There is no evidence of a loving Father in that.
There are people who are very close to me who have made choices that I don't agree with...but they are no less human...no less deserving of respect...than myself. More importantly, I love those people. Ignoring them, debating with them, preaching at them...it's not helpful.
I understand that a lot of Christians have problems with all this stuff I am saying. I could care less...you are the Christians that have put us on the top 5 most hated groups in North America. Nothing in this world breaks my heart more than watching you twist the character of my Father into something that people hate and/or fear...or pay money to in exchange for healing/salvation. My prayer is that the brick wall you built in your spirit would crumble...and the compassion of our Savior would soften you perspective.
And so, I have decided to follow the example of my Jesus. I will love unconditionally through my words and actions. I will pray for mercy on my nation...especially for those who make decisions that may (unknowingly) hurt them. That's my choice.
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