Just so you all know, while I was in the central o0f a-dizzle, I also got to visit the p-diddle...um, that's Paris for those who dont like the ebonics...but anyways, an American went rode around this sucker 7 times yesterday and so I am posting in honor. Well, the really rode all over France, to win the tour-de-Firzzle. Sweet huh! I got to even see this Arch-de triumph myself. God is pretty cool to work out a layover in France.
Hello everyone. So today, after an amazing service at Sandals (minus the part where Neal talked about home-made bedroom films) I have had some amazing down time to just hang out with my brother and newly single sister, Kendra, who is taking this very well. I had some frequent flyer miles and figured, why not fly the cool little bro down? Well, let me say that I have missed this guy. He is just a hair shorter than me which is odd. Growing up is odd. But, on the subject of missing things, I miss Istanbul. Above is 1/5th of the hill I enjoyed hiking up to get to class everyday, which has prepared me for half dome (in just five days...ah!)
But on a more serious note, Neal talked about unity today, which made me think of a conversation I had earlier in the week with my friend Leah. She introduced me to some friends who have been seeing the wonderously "weird" works that our father uses to change people. For some, it is visions and dreams, others healings and tongues. Today in our country, it would be really weird to see Him use a talking donkey to get a message across to us (Numbers 22). But, think about it people, He works in ways beyond our cultures rules and guide lines. This brings us back to Neal's discussion on unity. While some people do not see the ways that Sandals reaches out to the community as the standard protocol, peoples lives are being sown in comfort and the healing power of God because a bunch of ex-stripers had recieved love themselves. The ministry that is recieving all of this criticism is lead by an ex-stripper who goes to clubs and pays for the girls time, befriending them and inviting them to an intentional friendship. It is neccessary to learn that there is not a catagorized manual of how to love someone America, but it is just a choice of the day. Whether we choose to be frustrated with stagnancy or be used for change ourselves, our goal is all for the sake of unity in yhwh.
So I haven't blogged in a while and you are probably wondering, where's the love? It's a bummer I can't que that black eyed peas song right now ....but anyways...I have been burning a few calories with cool friends like Leah and Kim just as the sun rises. This has been so much fun! I love these ladies! And then I enjoy the early mornings and make some breakfast and head to work from 9-5. I have been working at CBU in the Education dept and I have decided that I am not meant for secretarial work. I am like a kid with ADD and I love field trips to the copy center or the mail room, or to Wanda's for a little snacky-snack.
After working, I head to Wanda's again, grab a snack and head over to summer school. All of this chaos, for when I should be sunbathing, is shaving a semester off to graduate in Dec. of 2007. So, what should I do in the Spring of 2008? So far, I'd like to maybe try to find a job or internship abroad. Something to spice up my story. If you have any ideas or places I have to visit, I'd love to know your thoughts!
I was just playing that random game where you think of random words together and wah lah! it is a web site. Who names their stuff www.toothpastefordinner.com ? funny people do. check it out.
Matt, this picture is for you:
If there has ever been a period in my life where I feel as though time has been effected to seem surreal, it is now. I have just returned to my own American culture and it is so nice and comfortable living here. I have intensely lived for the past 9 weeks in travel and to finally be in my apartment, with all of my things in one place, is odd. Time travels consistently, ticking marks that age us all. But lately, the question is is it the actual time that is taxing us, the date of July the third, two thousandth year plus six, or the experiences that mark what we have done with our time? I am a nomad, I realize, my home is elsewhere and for now, my time is spent here. Moments of comfort and many other emotions mark time, but the truth of the matter is that as a follower, the economy of the Kingdom is beyond time. So, no matter where I happen to be, my aim is to seek truth and the understanding of the One whom my heart beats for. Time will pass us all by but truth will stand unshaken.
