P.S....note that comments can now be posted. *hint, hint*
*wink*
30.9.02
Jo reformatted my blog html to create my dream template.
I am so happy. *dance of elation*
and we're listening to her coldplay LOVE mix. Jo asked me today if I would ever propose (marriage) to a boy. I said probabably not. Rethinking that...if the opportunity arose to ask Chris Martin to marry me, I would do so, on the off chance that he would say yes.
(yeah, because otherwise, it'd be one of those moments I'd be KICKING myself for..forever).
Although...there's no guarantee that if I marry him, we will have the people I love most in the world over for breakfast (Jo), lunch (Theo), dinner (Mikael and Jessica) and dessert (Julie and Katy)...
Which brings me to my original answer...I would not propose to a boy.
*realizes her readers may have been hurled into absolute confusion by this blog. smiles*
I am so happy. *dance of elation*
and we're listening to her coldplay LOVE mix. Jo asked me today if I would ever propose (marriage) to a boy. I said probabably not. Rethinking that...if the opportunity arose to ask Chris Martin to marry me, I would do so, on the off chance that he would say yes.
(yeah, because otherwise, it'd be one of those moments I'd be KICKING myself for..forever).
Although...there's no guarantee that if I marry him, we will have the people I love most in the world over for breakfast (Jo), lunch (Theo), dinner (Mikael and Jessica) and dessert (Julie and Katy)...
Which brings me to my original answer...I would not propose to a boy.
*realizes her readers may have been hurled into absolute confusion by this blog. smiles*
...*melinda can't think of any words to describe her elation, so this blog shall be entirely in movement*
*use your imagination*
*wait, this requires thinking of actions to facilitate your imagining of her elation...*
*think, think, think...*
Ok, ok, this is it. Jo...should be the new word to describe all things beyond description with the words cool, awesome, wicked, dope, happenin', kickin', sweet....just saying, "yo, yo..that's JO!".
*melinda steps back and looks at her blog...and realizes you have no idea what she's talking about*
*use your imagination*
*wait, this requires thinking of actions to facilitate your imagining of her elation...*
*think, think, think...*
Ok, ok, this is it. Jo...should be the new word to describe all things beyond description with the words cool, awesome, wicked, dope, happenin', kickin', sweet....just saying, "yo, yo..that's JO!".
*melinda steps back and looks at her blog...and realizes you have no idea what she's talking about*
I've been listening to the Wildings since I got up, and the line they were just singing is, "You're (God) my heart's desire...I want to be with you....", and I realized that there is something very profound that happens even when just listening to sincere, beautiful praise.
My thought the other day, in relation to the paradox..."may the praise of the Lord be in my mouth..". I have this amazing friend Justin, and he is someone I absolutely adore. I hear his voice, or see his name in my inbox, or see him pop onto msn...and my heart smiles. He blesses me so much (I've told him this before). Anyway, we met because he liked my cd, and took the initiative to come over and tell me so @ tyler milley's going away party...or at least, that was the first time we'd really talked face to face. The other day we were talking about the wildings, and how Tracy who is part of that band has this INCREDIBLE HUGE voice...wow. And Justin was like, "yeah, but you can belt it." And I was thinking...how since beginning dts, I feel like I've been freed to sing, but mainly in worship. When I'm not thinking about tone and inflection and breathing and posture, I'm just...overwhelmed with this need to pour out to my Saviour...my voice is *free...*
Anyway...that was odd and not really...about anything much..but yeah. I had to get a blog in for today.
My thought the other day, in relation to the paradox..."may the praise of the Lord be in my mouth..". I have this amazing friend Justin, and he is someone I absolutely adore. I hear his voice, or see his name in my inbox, or see him pop onto msn...and my heart smiles. He blesses me so much (I've told him this before). Anyway, we met because he liked my cd, and took the initiative to come over and tell me so @ tyler milley's going away party...or at least, that was the first time we'd really talked face to face. The other day we were talking about the wildings, and how Tracy who is part of that band has this INCREDIBLE HUGE voice...wow. And Justin was like, "yeah, but you can belt it." And I was thinking...how since beginning dts, I feel like I've been freed to sing, but mainly in worship. When I'm not thinking about tone and inflection and breathing and posture, I'm just...overwhelmed with this need to pour out to my Saviour...my voice is *free...*
Anyway...that was odd and not really...about anything much..but yeah. I had to get a blog in for today.
29.9.02
oh man...does he ever get the girl? I mean really...
and from the BRI...what is the scientific name for the dust we kick up when walking?...
cue sound effect: *dun dun dun*....*drumroll*...
the "Pigpen" effect.
(it should be noted that Pigpen is also the name of the character in Charlie Brown/Snoopy comics who is always surrounded by a dust cloud. so...can mr.schultz be credited with naming something scientific? OR did he know about the "Pigpen" effect, and name his character accordingly....).
yeah, I know. it's intense.
and from the BRI...what is the scientific name for the dust we kick up when walking?...
cue sound effect: *dun dun dun*....*drumroll*...
the "Pigpen" effect.
(it should be noted that Pigpen is also the name of the character in Charlie Brown/Snoopy comics who is always surrounded by a dust cloud. so...can mr.schultz be credited with naming something scientific? OR did he know about the "Pigpen" effect, and name his character accordingly....).
yeah, I know. it's intense.
28.9.02
Some of the names people give their blogs are hilarious...so melodramatic...is mine like that? Hmm...
About that whole paradox thing...I've had some further revelations on that, by the way. (Have you been wondering? Paying attention? Hmmmm....?) Well, it's been on my mind a lot, especially since the whole thing was spurred on by a comment/conversation with a good friend...and what he said really threw me off...but it got me thinking. And in the end, I was drawn closer to God. WOOHOO!!!
So the paradox...the answer is, obviously, that I choose God and relationship with Him above all else. *sighs* not that that is an easy conclusion to come to, not by any means. In a way it is, because why would I forsake God for another human? That would be silllllly. On the other hand, there are people I love very, very much, and it is hard to come to the realization that I can't hold onto them as tightly as I have been. Which is a good thing, actually. Very freeing. *does a floaty twirl*
I went to I-55 last night (which was amazing...wow. It's called I-55 based on Isaiah 55:1, and beyond!). For those who don't know, I-55 is a youth worship service/rally type thing, organized by a few of our fine Vancouver churches.
Oh, so much to tell..ugh.
Nicole and I were walking to the church, and I see this station wagon in the back parking lot...I thought aloud, "that looks like Andwer's wagon...no, why would he be here?". So we go inside...and BAM! BAM! There's Ash, there's Andwer...I was like...whaaaat!? And Rebecca Watts...and the girl with the ski jump hair who's cute and pretty and into Steve and I can't remember her name, but it might be Lauren? And Justin and Ally...and Tammy Thicke who I keep being too shy to talk to, which is weird cuz I think she's awesome...
but I digress
and I have to go eat lunch. HA...more later. when I'm feeling funny again. But as a little taste....I had to leave the sanctuary during the speaker guy (Darian of Canadafire.org) because I was so giddy and...bubbling up with JOY and PRAISE that I was laughing and being a distraction....
in short...God was there. And I...mmm...rejoiced.
About that whole paradox thing...I've had some further revelations on that, by the way. (Have you been wondering? Paying attention? Hmmmm....?) Well, it's been on my mind a lot, especially since the whole thing was spurred on by a comment/conversation with a good friend...and what he said really threw me off...but it got me thinking. And in the end, I was drawn closer to God. WOOHOO!!!
So the paradox...the answer is, obviously, that I choose God and relationship with Him above all else. *sighs* not that that is an easy conclusion to come to, not by any means. In a way it is, because why would I forsake God for another human? That would be silllllly. On the other hand, there are people I love very, very much, and it is hard to come to the realization that I can't hold onto them as tightly as I have been. Which is a good thing, actually. Very freeing. *does a floaty twirl*
I went to I-55 last night (which was amazing...wow. It's called I-55 based on Isaiah 55:1, and beyond!). For those who don't know, I-55 is a youth worship service/rally type thing, organized by a few of our fine Vancouver churches.
Oh, so much to tell..ugh.
Nicole and I were walking to the church, and I see this station wagon in the back parking lot...I thought aloud, "that looks like Andwer's wagon...no, why would he be here?". So we go inside...and BAM! BAM! There's Ash, there's Andwer...I was like...whaaaat!? And Rebecca Watts...and the girl with the ski jump hair who's cute and pretty and into Steve and I can't remember her name, but it might be Lauren? And Justin and Ally...and Tammy Thicke who I keep being too shy to talk to, which is weird cuz I think she's awesome...
but I digress
and I have to go eat lunch. HA...more later. when I'm feeling funny again. But as a little taste....I had to leave the sanctuary during the speaker guy (Darian of Canadafire.org) because I was so giddy and...bubbling up with JOY and PRAISE that I was laughing and being a distraction....
in short...God was there. And I...mmm...rejoiced.
27.9.02
Now is a time when I want Melissa Sue to come and cuddle with me. I do feel like crying, just because...and I want to talk to her. She is one of the few people in the world I can completely be bare in front of. It was such a healing thing to meet her and get to know her, and then find this incredible friendship wherein I can be weak and small and scared...and not get caught up in all of that, but still...ugh.
*sings* love me, love me--say that you love me.
*sings* love me, love me--say that you love me.
Ahh....
It would seem that my life is a paradox. The very thing I want the most (that is, intimacy with God) is the very thing that can keep me from the other things I want (that is, intimate friendships). I admit that God is my everything. I can't think of hope, joy, peace, blessings, thanksgiving, turmoil, struggle, hardship, pain, sorrow, et al. without Him being a part of it.
We also heard from a woman named Faith this week about intimacy with God/image....God really spoke to me through her. I realized that God really loves me, and hence His love has to be enough (ie. not seeking other approval/love, but just resting in God's).
Yeah.
Just a little snippit from an email I sent home during my 2nd or 3rd week of Dts. Really, for me, that's what it comes down to. A man whom I greatly admire and respect once prophesied over me (well, more than once actually). Anyway, what he said was, at the time, the most powerful words I'd ever had spoken to me. He said that...he knows the loneliness of being called as a leader. Of being intimate with God to where to feel separate from your peers. Wow. I used to think that meant I'd always feel without close friends. NOT SO!!! I know now that isn't God's will for me. But...I've had a small revelation tonight...I think that the way my faith is, or the way I am about my faith...forget that, let me try again. The intimacy I have with God is uncommon, and I am a little naive about it. I never expect someone to be offended by that. But I think what can happen is it can separate me from people, because while I know that I am broken (trust me, I know) and I know that feeling, I don't know it without God by my side. I...I've known loneliness, but not without God. Pain, the stabbing of rejection and hatred, betrayal...but not without God to turn to. How else would I have survived?
Perhaps I can be an example of one who is on track with God (which is funny, because often in my own mind, I am not), but I hate that it will keep me at a distance from some of the people I love so dearly.
So whoever you are, if you know me, I pray that you will understand my heart, as much as possible. I pray that you will know that when I talk of God's work in my life, it's because that's what I see is worth living for. I don't have much else to talk about, especially these days with no job, no boyfriend (whatever), no...fascinating course topics to discuss...and I hate superficial friendships, so let's not even bother with that. For me to be real...to admit my weaknesses takes so much trust...and one thing I've been trying to learn is boundaries...not pouring too, too much of myself out all at once. Mmmm...all of you out there are not the One I need to be figuring this out with though. Sorry for wasting your time.
feel free to send me any thoughts...melindaslife@hotmail.com
I'm not ashamed of the gospel, for it is the salvation of all who believe. Romans 1:16
It would seem that my life is a paradox. The very thing I want the most (that is, intimacy with God) is the very thing that can keep me from the other things I want (that is, intimate friendships). I admit that God is my everything. I can't think of hope, joy, peace, blessings, thanksgiving, turmoil, struggle, hardship, pain, sorrow, et al. without Him being a part of it.
We also heard from a woman named Faith this week about intimacy with God/image....God really spoke to me through her. I realized that God really loves me, and hence His love has to be enough (ie. not seeking other approval/love, but just resting in God's).
Yeah.
Just a little snippit from an email I sent home during my 2nd or 3rd week of Dts. Really, for me, that's what it comes down to. A man whom I greatly admire and respect once prophesied over me (well, more than once actually). Anyway, what he said was, at the time, the most powerful words I'd ever had spoken to me. He said that...he knows the loneliness of being called as a leader. Of being intimate with God to where to feel separate from your peers. Wow. I used to think that meant I'd always feel without close friends. NOT SO!!! I know now that isn't God's will for me. But...I've had a small revelation tonight...I think that the way my faith is, or the way I am about my faith...forget that, let me try again. The intimacy I have with God is uncommon, and I am a little naive about it. I never expect someone to be offended by that. But I think what can happen is it can separate me from people, because while I know that I am broken (trust me, I know) and I know that feeling, I don't know it without God by my side. I...I've known loneliness, but not without God. Pain, the stabbing of rejection and hatred, betrayal...but not without God to turn to. How else would I have survived?
Perhaps I can be an example of one who is on track with God (which is funny, because often in my own mind, I am not), but I hate that it will keep me at a distance from some of the people I love so dearly.
So whoever you are, if you know me, I pray that you will understand my heart, as much as possible. I pray that you will know that when I talk of God's work in my life, it's because that's what I see is worth living for. I don't have much else to talk about, especially these days with no job, no boyfriend (whatever), no...fascinating course topics to discuss...and I hate superficial friendships, so let's not even bother with that. For me to be real...to admit my weaknesses takes so much trust...and one thing I've been trying to learn is boundaries...not pouring too, too much of myself out all at once. Mmmm...all of you out there are not the One I need to be figuring this out with though. Sorry for wasting your time.
feel free to send me any thoughts...melindaslife@hotmail.com
I'm not ashamed of the gospel, for it is the salvation of all who believe. Romans 1:16
26.9.02
Ah...I think it's about time I started lavishing upon you the jewels of wisdom found only in Nick Hornby's High Fidelity. Of course, I can't find the page which contains the line most pertinent to my current situation...but I'll give it ago....actually, scrap that, I don't want to mess with Nick's brilliance, so I'll just find another line. Ah, here we go...it's a bit of a long one, but I know you'll enjoy it. *cheers*
"...If I want to play, say, Blue by Joni Mitchell, I have to remember that I bought it for someone in the autumn of 1983, and thought better of giving it to her, for reasons I don't really want to go into. Well, you don't know any of that, so you're knackered, really, aren't you? You'd have to ask me to dig it out for you, and for some reason I find that enormously comforting."
And from our friends @ the BRI...
Mmm-mmm good: Peruvians eat about 65 million guinea pigs each year. (found on page 315 of Bathroom Reader volume 13).
"...If I want to play, say, Blue by Joni Mitchell, I have to remember that I bought it for someone in the autumn of 1983, and thought better of giving it to her, for reasons I don't really want to go into. Well, you don't know any of that, so you're knackered, really, aren't you? You'd have to ask me to dig it out for you, and for some reason I find that enormously comforting."
And from our friends @ the BRI...
Mmm-mmm good: Peruvians eat about 65 million guinea pigs each year. (found on page 315 of Bathroom Reader volume 13).
A. A blueberry. Tee hee hee...
Today, I realized that I think I write on here a bit too much, which is bad only because it allows me to get all caught up in me and my stupid self. *sighs*
I'm supposed to be @ Kat's house pretty soon, but my mum isn't back to pick me up yet....*sighs*
I'm listening to Rosie Thomas (2 Dollar Shoes~thanks Ash). It's a great album. I'm thinking of covering a couple of her songs (So far I've figured out how to play have you seen my love?...so that's exciting. Farewell is playing right now...one of few songs that can make me cry just in the opening chords...but today I am not crying...yet.
speaking of covering Rosie songs, today I am determined to call @ least 2 venues...ok, let's make it all 5. I've got...Amber's, Anza Club (which I think it for Australians?), Backstage Lounge @ Arts Club Theatre, Bean Around the World, and Blunt Bros. *sighs*.... it's times like these I wish I had a manager, or a band, or someone to back me up in this, to sit beside me while I call. Or I wish I had some crazy rush of confidence and adrenelaine....*waits...* nope. Though I should point out that 1) Ash is prodding me to do this (thanks), 2) Melissa agress with him (woohoo!), 3) Mikael's by my side *phew*, 4) Rebecca (sp?) Watts will come to my shows AND bring friends...5) God's given me a gift to sing, and to write, and for reasons often beyond my comprehension, people enjoy what I have to give. *peace*
Listening to: Rosie Thomas, 2 Dollar Shoes.
Today, I realized that I think I write on here a bit too much, which is bad only because it allows me to get all caught up in me and my stupid self. *sighs*
I'm supposed to be @ Kat's house pretty soon, but my mum isn't back to pick me up yet....*sighs*
I'm listening to Rosie Thomas (2 Dollar Shoes~thanks Ash). It's a great album. I'm thinking of covering a couple of her songs (So far I've figured out how to play have you seen my love?...so that's exciting. Farewell is playing right now...one of few songs that can make me cry just in the opening chords...but today I am not crying...yet.
speaking of covering Rosie songs, today I am determined to call @ least 2 venues...ok, let's make it all 5. I've got...Amber's, Anza Club (which I think it for Australians?), Backstage Lounge @ Arts Club Theatre, Bean Around the World, and Blunt Bros. *sighs*.... it's times like these I wish I had a manager, or a band, or someone to back me up in this, to sit beside me while I call. Or I wish I had some crazy rush of confidence and adrenelaine....*waits...* nope. Though I should point out that 1) Ash is prodding me to do this (thanks), 2) Melissa agress with him (woohoo!), 3) Mikael's by my side *phew*, 4) Rebecca (sp?) Watts will come to my shows AND bring friends...5) God's given me a gift to sing, and to write, and for reasons often beyond my comprehension, people enjoy what I have to give. *peace*
Listening to: Rosie Thomas, 2 Dollar Shoes.
Youth With A Mission (YWAM) is an international movement of Christians from many denominations dedicated to presenting Jesus Christ personally to this generation, to mobilizing as many as possible to help in this task, and to the training and equipping of believers for their part in fulfilling the Great Commission.
As Christians of God's Kingdom, we are called to love, worship and obey our Lord, to love and serve His Body, the Church, and to present the whole Gospel for the whole man throughout the whole world. We of Youth With A Mission believe that the Bible is God's inspired and authoritative word, revealing that Jesus Christ is God's Son, that man is created in God's image, that He created us to have eternal life through Jesus Christ, that although all men have sinned and come short of God's glory, God has made salvation possible through the death on the cross of Jesus Christ, that repentance, faith, love and obedience are fitting responses to God's initiative of grace towards us, that God desires all men to be saved and to come to the knowledge of the truth, and that the Holy Spirit's power is demonstrated in and through us for the accomplishing of Christ's last commandment,
"...Go ye into all the world, and preach the gospel to every creature"
(Mark 16:15).
yeah. that about explains it.
As Christians of God's Kingdom, we are called to love, worship and obey our Lord, to love and serve His Body, the Church, and to present the whole Gospel for the whole man throughout the whole world. We of Youth With A Mission believe that the Bible is God's inspired and authoritative word, revealing that Jesus Christ is God's Son, that man is created in God's image, that He created us to have eternal life through Jesus Christ, that although all men have sinned and come short of God's glory, God has made salvation possible through the death on the cross of Jesus Christ, that repentance, faith, love and obedience are fitting responses to God's initiative of grace towards us, that God desires all men to be saved and to come to the knowledge of the truth, and that the Holy Spirit's power is demonstrated in and through us for the accomplishing of Christ's last commandment,
"...Go ye into all the world, and preach the gospel to every creature"
(Mark 16:15).
yeah. that about explains it.
25.9.02
I'm supposed to be singing @ a wedding on November 9. The wedding of my dear friend Kirstin, to her beloved Winston. That's all well and good, BUT...I'm supposed to pick the songs. ME!! It's not even my wedding, and she's giving me license to pick the songs. AND I have to find somebody to play with me *guitar or piano*. Brett can't do it, Ryan H. is a maybe...and everyone else I know is too busy to go for coffee, much less drive to Kamloops for a wedding. (or rather, to Sun Peaks Lodge...yeah, we can be @ the wedding, and then go snowboarding). *sighs*
guess who was told, "there should be no problem getting you onto the sub-list..." @ her ymca interview yesterday morning?
*reader scrambles to recall who this could be...would coffee help memory?*
IT WAS ME, silly!
*reader dances for joy, and gives Melinda big hug...cuz she loves that. Mmm...*
Yep...a job. My life is taking shape...yikes.
*reader scrambles to recall who this could be...would coffee help memory?*
IT WAS ME, silly!
*reader dances for joy, and gives Melinda big hug...cuz she loves that. Mmm...*
Yep...a job. My life is taking shape...yikes.
his dreams are picture perfect but her dreams are like commercials
and our dreams are so related but so underestimated...~jack johnson.
Well well well..when you move like a jellyfish, rthym is nothing, you go with the flow, you don't stop.
Ok, enough quoting Jack for now. As if there could ever be enough, but I need to go for a walk very soon, so I shall commence with the typing. I don't even know what to write about. If I could just get myself to WAKE UP and concentrate on God for a whole day, I think my world would just...stop spinning so out of control. Not that my life is bad--no, no, that's not it at all. I mean...I look at just a small cross-section of my friends and the homes they come from, and even in that comparison I have so much to be thankful for. I mean, I'm having a hard time right now because God is asking me to be patient, but I'm not motivated to do anything while that's happening. GAH! I'm...I'm...going to explode.
*kaboom* No, no, that wasn't me. That was the computer. I threw a rock at it, and now it's not too happy.
I'm not sure what to do. So for now, I think I'll just walk.
the end...or not.
and our dreams are so related but so underestimated...~jack johnson.
Well well well..when you move like a jellyfish, rthym is nothing, you go with the flow, you don't stop.
Ok, enough quoting Jack for now. As if there could ever be enough, but I need to go for a walk very soon, so I shall commence with the typing. I don't even know what to write about. If I could just get myself to WAKE UP and concentrate on God for a whole day, I think my world would just...stop spinning so out of control. Not that my life is bad--no, no, that's not it at all. I mean...I look at just a small cross-section of my friends and the homes they come from, and even in that comparison I have so much to be thankful for. I mean, I'm having a hard time right now because God is asking me to be patient, but I'm not motivated to do anything while that's happening. GAH! I'm...I'm...going to explode.
*kaboom* No, no, that wasn't me. That was the computer. I threw a rock at it, and now it's not too happy.
I'm not sure what to do. So for now, I think I'll just walk.
the end...or not.
24.9.02
OK...I just read a very exciting email from my dear friend Cherish, and now I shall share the exciting bit with you.
YWAM Vancouver is hosting a conference, November 1-3, 2002. Now, I'd go no matter what it was, just because I've been wanting to connect with them since I got home, and Frank Naea (international president, huge maori guy, amazing, amazing man of God) is speaking. BUT when I read the description of the conference (called GOAD) I was even more excited and determined to go. I'm going to register as soon as I get home...the computer @ my dad's work won't read the registration form properly.
here's the link to the GOAD website...to my friends who read this, I'll tell you all about this in person, or at least an email, but for now, please seriously consider coming to this. I know most of you are @ a place where you're frustrated with how your relationship with God is going. You want more depth, you want Him to be REAL to you...this is an incredible chance to spend weekend seeking Him, and allowing Him to move in your life, and to speak to you about your calling!! Oh man...I'm so stoked. Here's the link...
http://www.ywam.ca/vancouver/goad/index.html
so check it out. This..is amazing. Here, let me quote something about the purpose of the conference from the website...
"...At the Goad you will experience epic worship, listen to God, renew your passion, accept God's challenge for your life, participate in practical pioneering excercises, and have opportunities for hands-on artistic worship expression..."
OH MAN!!! I can't even describe how excited I am! My spirit is stirred within me!!! Imagine the things God will do...oh man!!! Now, please understand, I don't think anyone should go simply because YWAM (Youth With A Mission) is the only place/people God is in/working through. NOT AT ALL!!! But...this is a group of people who across our nation, the world, and in our own city are seeking God's will, and who want to see His kingdom come!! Isn't that what we all want? To see God at work in our lives, to know Him intimately and personally, to hear His voice and respond accordingly, (with a resounding, "YES!!!")...I think I'm also excited, because this would be an awesome way for y'all to understand my life in the past 6 months, and why...and what and how and who and where...all the things I can't describe about my experience, about God...all the things I want each of you to have for yourselves...this would be a cool way for me to share that with you.
Now, I will definitely be going...no way I would miss this. Please, please prayerfully consider coming. It will be amazing, and it will be a chance to encounter God in a real, new, fresh, reviving, and personal way.
ALL MY LOVE!!! God be with you!
*why am I signing my own blog?* Melinda><>
YWAM Vancouver is hosting a conference, November 1-3, 2002. Now, I'd go no matter what it was, just because I've been wanting to connect with them since I got home, and Frank Naea (international president, huge maori guy, amazing, amazing man of God) is speaking. BUT when I read the description of the conference (called GOAD) I was even more excited and determined to go. I'm going to register as soon as I get home...the computer @ my dad's work won't read the registration form properly.
here's the link to the GOAD website...to my friends who read this, I'll tell you all about this in person, or at least an email, but for now, please seriously consider coming to this. I know most of you are @ a place where you're frustrated with how your relationship with God is going. You want more depth, you want Him to be REAL to you...this is an incredible chance to spend weekend seeking Him, and allowing Him to move in your life, and to speak to you about your calling!! Oh man...I'm so stoked. Here's the link...
http://www.ywam.ca/vancouver/goad/index.html
so check it out. This..is amazing. Here, let me quote something about the purpose of the conference from the website...
"...At the Goad you will experience epic worship, listen to God, renew your passion, accept God's challenge for your life, participate in practical pioneering excercises, and have opportunities for hands-on artistic worship expression..."
OH MAN!!! I can't even describe how excited I am! My spirit is stirred within me!!! Imagine the things God will do...oh man!!! Now, please understand, I don't think anyone should go simply because YWAM (Youth With A Mission) is the only place/people God is in/working through. NOT AT ALL!!! But...this is a group of people who across our nation, the world, and in our own city are seeking God's will, and who want to see His kingdom come!! Isn't that what we all want? To see God at work in our lives, to know Him intimately and personally, to hear His voice and respond accordingly, (with a resounding, "YES!!!")...I think I'm also excited, because this would be an awesome way for y'all to understand my life in the past 6 months, and why...and what and how and who and where...all the things I can't describe about my experience, about God...all the things I want each of you to have for yourselves...this would be a cool way for me to share that with you.
Now, I will definitely be going...no way I would miss this. Please, please prayerfully consider coming. It will be amazing, and it will be a chance to encounter God in a real, new, fresh, reviving, and personal way.
ALL MY LOVE!!! God be with you!
*why am I signing my own blog?* Melinda><>
23.9.02
I went to the rock garden last night, with my dear friend Nicole. Wow, God fully showed up and...I love it when he does that. I wrote this long...piece of prose on microsoft word last night, all about the rock garden et al. I won't reprint it here, because it's pretty personal and long, and others are involved, and I don't exactly have permission to print their names on here, especially when stories involve detail and personal things.
AHh...so I guess that if you are an avid reader, this blog is slightly unsatisfactory, but that's just the way these things go.
AHh...so I guess that if you are an avid reader, this blog is slightly unsatisfactory, but that's just the way these things go.
22.9.02
YO!
I'm @ Nicole's house...and it's been a great day of loathing...
it's funny, because we connect on some crazy level, even though we dress really differently, and our lives have been pretty much not similar...there is an understanding. I love that. It blesses me so much.
I got the info for applying for a job @ Blenz...I'm stoked. I'm gonna do the cover letter et al...it'll be sweet.
*peace*
I'm @ Nicole's house...and it's been a great day of loathing...
it's funny, because we connect on some crazy level, even though we dress really differently, and our lives have been pretty much not similar...there is an understanding. I love that. It blesses me so much.
I got the info for applying for a job @ Blenz...I'm stoked. I'm gonna do the cover letter et al...it'll be sweet.
*peace*
ok...this is it. I think everyone (this means you!) should go out and buy a copy of Paul Simon's "Graceland". Why? Because it is pure, stunning musical genius, and if you disagree...you need to train yourself to respect the man for his pure, stunning musical genius. why? Because...if you can't appreciate the beauty of his tunes, I daresay you have a rather grandiose problem-o.
thanks to erin and noodle for the *left side* spinning. knowing that you were doing it...makes me smile. it's good to have your support, and to know that you care. you girls inspire me and encourage me; your faith is strong and steadfast for ones so young, and I greatly value and enjoy fellowship and friendship with you both. erin, i love you. noodle, I love you. never stop being you, and I pray that as you get older, each of you will learn to find the fullness of your identity in the love our Father in heaven has for you, the love for which Christ gave his life.
it's a love which is powerful, wholly overwhelming, deeply reassuring, life-giving/changing/renewing/shaping...it's the most incredible love I have ever known, and I pray it will change your lives as it has changed mine.
love, melinda
it's a love which is powerful, wholly overwhelming, deeply reassuring, life-giving/changing/renewing/shaping...it's the most incredible love I have ever known, and I pray it will change your lives as it has changed mine.
love, melinda
Second Quote of the day...well actually, of 21.9.02...
...Two subwoofers, 5 channels of Rack mountable Graphic Equalization, 2 snakes *1 of which I coiled, along with Rachael B.*, 3 stero amplifiers = overkill for a room that size.
Don't go chasing waterfalls...
~imr blogger, ash poon. imr
it may not be as funny to you as it is to me, but it is yet another example of a blog by ash which *upon imagining him say the words, and act them out, and just be...ash* causes me to think, "man...if ash were any funnier, I'd have to start wearing diapers."
*falls off chair, laughing hysterically, tears running down her face...* melindathegreat part 2 is very amused.
"it's a good thing."~martha stewart *ptooey*
...Two subwoofers, 5 channels of Rack mountable Graphic Equalization, 2 snakes *1 of which I coiled, along with Rachael B.*, 3 stero amplifiers = overkill for a room that size.
Don't go chasing waterfalls...
~imr blogger, ash poon. imr
it may not be as funny to you as it is to me, but it is yet another example of a blog by ash which *upon imagining him say the words, and act them out, and just be...ash* causes me to think, "man...if ash were any funnier, I'd have to start wearing diapers."
*falls off chair, laughing hysterically, tears running down her face...* melindathegreat part 2 is very amused.
"it's a good thing."~martha stewart *ptooey*
on 19.9.02 I mentioned something about a mess...which has been cleaned up significantly. Mmmhmmm...
Funny how when I trusted it to God, he was faithful to work things out. Words and actions have been much clarified, and although the problem is not solved...*sighs* there is progress made. I, for one, am encouraged.
and my question is this...why are indian desserts so sweet? I mean...I think it may have been JUST the dessert that nearly did me in. And I only had a few bites! Or maybe it was the post-dinner stuff...this mix of teeny-tiny licorice all-sort type things and some kind of seed...
or maybe it was...*wanders off into the night*.
*runs quickly back to computer*...Oh, by the way, the web-staff found the clones I had made a few weeks ago, so while the original melindathegreat did indeed explode...she has been replaced. I am melindathegreat part 2.
Funny how when I trusted it to God, he was faithful to work things out. Words and actions have been much clarified, and although the problem is not solved...*sighs* there is progress made. I, for one, am encouraged.
and my question is this...why are indian desserts so sweet? I mean...I think it may have been JUST the dessert that nearly did me in. And I only had a few bites! Or maybe it was the post-dinner stuff...this mix of teeny-tiny licorice all-sort type things and some kind of seed...
or maybe it was...*wanders off into the night*.
*runs quickly back to computer*...Oh, by the way, the web-staff found the clones I had made a few weeks ago, so while the original melindathegreat did indeed explode...she has been replaced. I am melindathegreat part 2.
things that could cause me to explode at anytime...
~ the large amount of curry I consumed tonight. not only am I full, but I'm full of spices. *shudders*...
~ the anticipation of a possible phone call. from anybody. it's a little intense.
~ the sheer volume of water consumed in the last 2 days. my bladder's been working overtime, but I think it's reached a breaking point...
~ reckless happiness. I can't help it. I want to giggle and laugh and sing and shout at the top of my lungs! what a glorious feeling!
~ the possibility of going to "the rock garden" tomorrow night. Mmm...worshipping Jesus..mmm...Rick Watts sharing his wisdom...mmmm...
~ the probability of hanging out with andwer this week is looking good. *Kaboom*
ANNOUNCEMENT: we, the staff of melindathegreat.com regret to inform you that melindathegreat has, in fact, exploded. email condolences and e-flowers/cards/chocolates to melindaslife@hotmail.com
thank you, melindathegreat.com web-staff.
~ the large amount of curry I consumed tonight. not only am I full, but I'm full of spices. *shudders*...
~ the anticipation of a possible phone call. from anybody. it's a little intense.
~ the sheer volume of water consumed in the last 2 days. my bladder's been working overtime, but I think it's reached a breaking point...
~ reckless happiness. I can't help it. I want to giggle and laugh and sing and shout at the top of my lungs! what a glorious feeling!
~ the possibility of going to "the rock garden" tomorrow night. Mmm...worshipping Jesus..mmm...Rick Watts sharing his wisdom...mmmm...
~ the probability of hanging out with andwer this week is looking good. *Kaboom*
ANNOUNCEMENT: we, the staff of melindathegreat.com regret to inform you that melindathegreat has, in fact, exploded. email condolences and e-flowers/cards/chocolates to melindaslife@hotmail.com
thank you, melindathegreat.com web-staff.
it's been a while, eh? So, does anybody who's NOT Julie Harwood read this thing? I'm just curious. I envision at least....6 or 7 faithful perusers, though I know not who they would be. *sighs* Oh well.
The only thing that *sucks* about hanging out with my Vancouver friends, is that the Richmond crowd...forgets about me. Or I feel like that's the thing, but the truth is, I'm just not around as much. But they are definitely a group who...tend not to call if you haven't been seen in a while. Which is hard sometimes...but I dunno. I guess it's just as much my problem for not being around.
A call out to the Richmond-ites I call my friends...I love you!! SO MUCH!!! Feel free to call me..."Betty if you call me, you can call me Al..." ~paul simon.
Quote of the day..."I don't mean to be a dick, but you have no idea what it's like having a name that's one letter away from an 80's guitar legend."~ ryan adams (I think that was the jist of it. It was funny anyway. Quoted in NME).
Ahh...I love it when the people who's music I enjoy so thoroughly are funny when quoted in magazines.
The only thing that *sucks* about hanging out with my Vancouver friends, is that the Richmond crowd...forgets about me. Or I feel like that's the thing, but the truth is, I'm just not around as much. But they are definitely a group who...tend not to call if you haven't been seen in a while. Which is hard sometimes...but I dunno. I guess it's just as much my problem for not being around.
A call out to the Richmond-ites I call my friends...I love you!! SO MUCH!!! Feel free to call me..."Betty if you call me, you can call me Al..." ~paul simon.
Quote of the day..."I don't mean to be a dick, but you have no idea what it's like having a name that's one letter away from an 80's guitar legend."~ ryan adams (I think that was the jist of it. It was funny anyway. Quoted in NME).
Ahh...I love it when the people who's music I enjoy so thoroughly are funny when quoted in magazines.
20.9.02
WEll well well...last night I went to the first rehearsal of the Vancouver Bach Youth Choir (of which I am a member) for this year. It was great. I love singing with this group, because dang it--we sound good. There's nothing like knowing you're part of a group who's harmonies blend like nutella and peanut butter on toast...warm, rich, mmmm...delicious.
And I met one of the new girls. Her name is Laura. When I first joined, no one introduced themselves to me, so I just...didn't know anybody the first year. Which is ok, but not heaps of fun.
Rachael B. and I bought a cheesecake...which very nearly killed me. My insides were bubbling and making weird sounds, and my tummy hurt. I was a little worried for a bit, but I think I've pulled through. *phew*
Lastly, I think Ash is unofficially my manager or something. Or at least, he's bossing me around, and I have instructions to get a Georgia Strait from this week, go through it and find all the places I COULD play, email the names to him...and wait for further instruction. Should be fun. I also have to head up to the North Shore and um...canvas coffee consortiums. *alliteration*
Well, if you're an imr/dssutton/ask nora/appleton fan, I'll see you @ the show tonight. $5, 7pm @ Granville Chapel (Granville + 43rd in Vancouver). Otherwise...I'll see you next week...same bat time, same bat channel...
And I met one of the new girls. Her name is Laura. When I first joined, no one introduced themselves to me, so I just...didn't know anybody the first year. Which is ok, but not heaps of fun.
Rachael B. and I bought a cheesecake...which very nearly killed me. My insides were bubbling and making weird sounds, and my tummy hurt. I was a little worried for a bit, but I think I've pulled through. *phew*
Lastly, I think Ash is unofficially my manager or something. Or at least, he's bossing me around, and I have instructions to get a Georgia Strait from this week, go through it and find all the places I COULD play, email the names to him...and wait for further instruction. Should be fun. I also have to head up to the North Shore and um...canvas coffee consortiums. *alliteration*
Well, if you're an imr/dssutton/ask nora/appleton fan, I'll see you @ the show tonight. $5, 7pm @ Granville Chapel (Granville + 43rd in Vancouver). Otherwise...I'll see you next week...same bat time, same bat channel...
19.9.02
It's strange to find out that you're someone "people" have been talking about. Especially when it would seem that "people" include at least one of your best friends....strange that a friend like that wouldn't talk to you himself, but would prefer to chat it up behind your back, out of concern or otherwise.
But let's face it, what "they" have been saying is true...and I tend to over analyze actions/non-actions. I'm actually not too upset. I understand...I see the logic. I'm a teeny bit hurt, but more embarassed. Determined to be on the way to clearing my name, at least with the ones who matter.
*sighs*
It would seem that I am in a mess, made by me...and I should clean it up. Just wait 'til tomorrow...maybe I'll figure out how.
But let's face it, what "they" have been saying is true...and I tend to over analyze actions/non-actions. I'm actually not too upset. I understand...I see the logic. I'm a teeny bit hurt, but more embarassed. Determined to be on the way to clearing my name, at least with the ones who matter.
*sighs*
It would seem that I am in a mess, made by me...and I should clean it up. Just wait 'til tomorrow...maybe I'll figure out how.
18.9.02
I...forget what it was I wanted to say.
Sarah McLaughlin's (sp?) cover of "Blackbird" on the I am Sam soundtrack is amazing, and stuck in my head. Especially the line, "you were only waiting for this moment to arrive...".
I feel like I'm waiting for my moment to arrive...but I don't want to work for it. A parallel for what I've learned with God this year.
If I could be anywhere in the world right now, with anyone, doing anything...and in any time period...I'd either be in grade 8, and NOT buying vending machine junk (because today and lately I've noticed that I gained weight post-dts, and that's actually rather depressing, though not the end of the world). BUT...I'd also be...well, I don't know. I wouldn't mind starting dts again, doing it over, then coming home...but relying on God, and spending time with Him daily, rather than what I've done. But...I don't know. I mean, there's cliches like "hindsight is 20-20"...I guess I just want more right now. More of God, less of me, and also...I miss my mates. Melissa Sue, and Elisa, Kat, Pernille...I'll end there because once I list all 12 of my housemates, there's about 3 dozen more people...but yes, I miss them. Which is normal, I just can't let it overwhelm me. I wish I could just explain to you what dts was about, and have you understand completely. It's very strange having experienced that much, and now to be without the people who were there...weird.
Sarah McLaughlin's (sp?) cover of "Blackbird" on the I am Sam soundtrack is amazing, and stuck in my head. Especially the line, "you were only waiting for this moment to arrive...".
I feel like I'm waiting for my moment to arrive...but I don't want to work for it. A parallel for what I've learned with God this year.
If I could be anywhere in the world right now, with anyone, doing anything...and in any time period...I'd either be in grade 8, and NOT buying vending machine junk (because today and lately I've noticed that I gained weight post-dts, and that's actually rather depressing, though not the end of the world). BUT...I'd also be...well, I don't know. I wouldn't mind starting dts again, doing it over, then coming home...but relying on God, and spending time with Him daily, rather than what I've done. But...I don't know. I mean, there's cliches like "hindsight is 20-20"...I guess I just want more right now. More of God, less of me, and also...I miss my mates. Melissa Sue, and Elisa, Kat, Pernille...I'll end there because once I list all 12 of my housemates, there's about 3 dozen more people...but yes, I miss them. Which is normal, I just can't let it overwhelm me. I wish I could just explain to you what dts was about, and have you understand completely. It's very strange having experienced that much, and now to be without the people who were there...weird.
UGH! Well..it's a gray Vancouver/Richmond/Delta/Surrey/etc...day. When the high school out behind my house matches the sky...and the school is gray....Vancouver-sky gray....oh man.
On days like today I think that, no matter how hard/poor/without clean water/shoes/etc...it would be, I'd like to live on Atiu, working as a teacher's aid (helping kids read) for a few years. Or maybe just one. Long enough to learn to speak Maori. (beyond "kia orana" which is a greeting, and "pa-paa" which means "four layers" and is used to refer to white people [historical meaning: the first white folks were odd because they wore so much clothing....4 layers, in fact.]).
Another blog to check out...Katrina's...
It's amusing, and very much her. She has this little schtick where in almost every blog she says, "If I could be anywhere in the world right now, I'd be...." and then goes on to tell where and with whom and what she'd be doing...
It's charming, much like Mikael's tendency to speak in spanish...or Ash's tendency to freak out empty-headed, albeit nice, blonde clerks @ trendy clothing stores....
On days like today I think that, no matter how hard/poor/without clean water/shoes/etc...it would be, I'd like to live on Atiu, working as a teacher's aid (helping kids read) for a few years. Or maybe just one. Long enough to learn to speak Maori. (beyond "kia orana" which is a greeting, and "pa-paa" which means "four layers" and is used to refer to white people [historical meaning: the first white folks were odd because they wore so much clothing....4 layers, in fact.]).
Another blog to check out...Katrina's...
It's amusing, and very much her. She has this little schtick where in almost every blog she says, "If I could be anywhere in the world right now, I'd be...." and then goes on to tell where and with whom and what she'd be doing...
It's charming, much like Mikael's tendency to speak in spanish...or Ash's tendency to freak out empty-headed, albeit nice, blonde clerks @ trendy clothing stores....
I spent today nannying, which was fun and relatively easy. Then I "rushed" down to the IMAX to watch "the Human Body"...which was less than an hour long and we missed 10-15mins of it...but it was great. The body is neat. Thanks to QMFM for the tickets..."we've got tiiickeeeets..." (holler than out the window and see how many friends you make...heh heh heh)
Also...the 'I am Sam" soundtrack is incredible. But it makes me want to cry, much like the movie did. Actually, the movie didn't make me want to cry, it made me cry. Or rather, the reaction which I gave in response to the movie was...crying. Crying...Bawling, really. I was devastated...it felt so good to cry. Oh man. In the last 8 months, I haven't cried like I did on the planes to and from Australia. I'm sure people beside me thought I was crazy or going to a funeral. On the way to Australia, my eyes were never dry. I just cried all the time, and then I'd go and set it off by looking @ pics of home, or reading loving notes (even one from Andrew, which still brings a lump to my throat), or listening to Caedmon's Call or Jennifer Knapp....
there's something about a good, long, strong, new-born-baby style cry....mm..it's satisfying. And it's a good way to release pent-up emotions. Maybe I'll cry tomorrow.
by the way...I smell like Denny's. Yech.
Also...the 'I am Sam" soundtrack is incredible. But it makes me want to cry, much like the movie did. Actually, the movie didn't make me want to cry, it made me cry. Or rather, the reaction which I gave in response to the movie was...crying. Crying...Bawling, really. I was devastated...it felt so good to cry. Oh man. In the last 8 months, I haven't cried like I did on the planes to and from Australia. I'm sure people beside me thought I was crazy or going to a funeral. On the way to Australia, my eyes were never dry. I just cried all the time, and then I'd go and set it off by looking @ pics of home, or reading loving notes (even one from Andrew, which still brings a lump to my throat), or listening to Caedmon's Call or Jennifer Knapp....
there's something about a good, long, strong, new-born-baby style cry....mm..it's satisfying. And it's a good way to release pent-up emotions. Maybe I'll cry tomorrow.
by the way...I smell like Denny's. Yech.
17.9.02
I've just realized that comment about the Rogers Video guy sounds rather odd...I only meant that, if I were to work there, it'd be cool to know his name. Or if we go in again, he could be "our guy"...you know how people have their routines and their regulars...anyway...
Some Rogers Video guys/gals are boring and just...ugh, snobbish, and they don't improve the experience at all. This guy made is so fun...really played along with the fact that it really does take Mikael and I nearly an hour to choose a movie sometimes...
Some Rogers Video guys/gals are boring and just...ugh, snobbish, and they don't improve the experience at all. This guy made is so fun...really played along with the fact that it really does take Mikael and I nearly an hour to choose a movie sometimes...
There's a blog called "Vegetarian Mouse Slayer". Hmmm...odd.
I just watched the movie "Gosford Park" with Mikael (who's home, by the way. As opposed to being in, say, a mexican jail. Where she very nearly was...). It's a brilliant film. Far above most of the scurge being belched out of Hollywood these days. The Rogers Video guy (I should've caught his name, he was quite nice, and handsome, and had both ears pierced) said he'd heard it was a social commentary on the, well, society of the upper-class English in the 1930's. Hmm...I think that bit was there, but it's also just a brilliant mystery with these incredibly well-developed yet...secretive characters...my goodness. It's been a while since I saw such a good movie. *clapping* Bravo!
Today I got up rather early, and went out for breakfast with Ash and Mikael. Or rather, Ash took Mikael and I out to breakfast @ De Dutch Panenkoeke (sp?) House (the one on Granville), and it was marvelous. Mmm...so good. Though his deviation from his usual nearly killed him...*teeheehee...it was grand*. THEN we picked up my mum from school, drove her to her next school (she teaches grade 6/7 band just now) and then we went to "the mall" because Mikael needed/needs clothes (the dear girl's been living in Mexico for nearly 9 months after all). So we went to Old Navy and spent about an hour there..man, it was great. I bought jeans and a "pea coat" or "car coat", which is a lovely shade of camel...mmm....
What? Of course I can afford it....
THEN we went and got my mum again, took Ash to the bus, and went home. More or less. In the afternoon we walked to subway, listened to music, talked about whatever (which is generally what Mikael and I do). She stayed for dinner, then we rented the movie. THEN we picked up Ash @ Richmond Center...and he came with me to drive Mikael home, then I took him home. *sighs* Today, I am so filled with JOY...it's hard to describe, hard to stay contained. I think being exhausted helps keep it all in check.
Last night, I was writing in my journal before I went to bed, and God really hit me with Matthew 6:33, and He basically said, "If you seek me first, I will release all these other things into your life. You only need to seek me first." Wow. That may or may not make sense to you (I pray it does), but it did to me, and I have felt...ah, so @ peace ever since. Praise God.
I called the YMCA Child Care guy today....and he wasn't @ work, so I left him a message. AND I get to substitute nanny for Katy tomorrow...yay making money! WOOHOO! AND while we were @ Rogers Video I got a job application. Hey...discount movie rentals...HELLO!!!!
Nite.
oh yeah...listen to Ben Folds/Five. Brilliant.
I just watched the movie "Gosford Park" with Mikael (who's home, by the way. As opposed to being in, say, a mexican jail. Where she very nearly was...). It's a brilliant film. Far above most of the scurge being belched out of Hollywood these days. The Rogers Video guy (I should've caught his name, he was quite nice, and handsome, and had both ears pierced) said he'd heard it was a social commentary on the, well, society of the upper-class English in the 1930's. Hmm...I think that bit was there, but it's also just a brilliant mystery with these incredibly well-developed yet...secretive characters...my goodness. It's been a while since I saw such a good movie. *clapping* Bravo!
Today I got up rather early, and went out for breakfast with Ash and Mikael. Or rather, Ash took Mikael and I out to breakfast @ De Dutch Panenkoeke (sp?) House (the one on Granville), and it was marvelous. Mmm...so good. Though his deviation from his usual nearly killed him...*teeheehee...it was grand*. THEN we picked up my mum from school, drove her to her next school (she teaches grade 6/7 band just now) and then we went to "the mall" because Mikael needed/needs clothes (the dear girl's been living in Mexico for nearly 9 months after all). So we went to Old Navy and spent about an hour there..man, it was great. I bought jeans and a "pea coat" or "car coat", which is a lovely shade of camel...mmm....
What? Of course I can afford it....
THEN we went and got my mum again, took Ash to the bus, and went home. More or less. In the afternoon we walked to subway, listened to music, talked about whatever (which is generally what Mikael and I do). She stayed for dinner, then we rented the movie. THEN we picked up Ash @ Richmond Center...and he came with me to drive Mikael home, then I took him home. *sighs* Today, I am so filled with JOY...it's hard to describe, hard to stay contained. I think being exhausted helps keep it all in check.
Last night, I was writing in my journal before I went to bed, and God really hit me with Matthew 6:33, and He basically said, "If you seek me first, I will release all these other things into your life. You only need to seek me first." Wow. That may or may not make sense to you (I pray it does), but it did to me, and I have felt...ah, so @ peace ever since. Praise God.
I called the YMCA Child Care guy today....and he wasn't @ work, so I left him a message. AND I get to substitute nanny for Katy tomorrow...yay making money! WOOHOO! AND while we were @ Rogers Video I got a job application. Hey...discount movie rentals...HELLO!!!!
Nite.
oh yeah...listen to Ben Folds/Five. Brilliant.
16.9.02
should I just go to bed?
oh and by the way...(a BRI fact), "The Delaware Indians' name for the North American continent: Turtle Island."
HahahahAHA HAHAHAHAHAA Muahahahaha hahahahah teeheee, hahahaha, hah ha...ha...oh man...ha ha...*sighs, wipes tear of laughter from eye*, ha ha...
Turtle Island...sure cuts us down to size.
oh and by the way...(a BRI fact), "The Delaware Indians' name for the North American continent: Turtle Island."
HahahahAHA HAHAHAHAHAA Muahahahaha hahahahah teeheee, hahahaha, hah ha...ha...oh man...ha ha...*sighs, wipes tear of laughter from eye*, ha ha...
Turtle Island...sure cuts us down to size.
I used to read this webzine called Boundless, and it's aimed at college students who are christians, though I think it could be read by anyone with an open mind, (ie not people who say, "oh you're a christian...you must be a hypocrite-liar-lunatic-bible-thumping-gay-bashing-twit, I shun thee). It made me feel very intelligent, probably because the articles are usually written with some degree of intelligence...
I've been seriously considering taking the time to start reading it again, or to start reading everything and anything by C.S.Lewis, if only because I've just completed 2 years of NOT being in school, and my brain is beginning to feel like a puddle of mush....
I've been seriously considering taking the time to start reading it again, or to start reading everything and anything by C.S.Lewis, if only because I've just completed 2 years of NOT being in school, and my brain is beginning to feel like a puddle of mush....
"Ten men, stripped of all their clothes, step into the vessel, and begin to tread down the floating mass [of grapes], working it also with their hands. This operation is repeated several times if the wine does not ferment rapidly enough. The reason...is that the bodily heat of the men aids the wine in its fermentation."
ewww...
Also, apparently these are some dangers of wine by treading: drowning (in grape pulp), and after a while, the grapes ferment and produce large quantities of carbon dioxide, and the treaders can be asphyxiated.
No worries mates, treading isn't a method widely-used anymore. *phew*. I know I'm relieved.
ewww...
Also, apparently these are some dangers of wine by treading: drowning (in grape pulp), and after a while, the grapes ferment and produce large quantities of carbon dioxide, and the treaders can be asphyxiated.
No worries mates, treading isn't a method widely-used anymore. *phew*. I know I'm relieved.
monday, september 16
this is one of those nights that I feel dreadfully aware of my liabilities and insecurities...
ironically but not suprisingly they tend to be the things I have the hardest time shaking... because at least i am familiar with them - and that in itself holds some sort of security...
and there is something almost perversely attractive in being melancholic... maybe because it helps the creative process... :)
~posted by Steve Watts on the imr blog.
Hmmm...I read this and I thought...woah. That is me right now...yep, there it is. Perhaps I should stop writing my own blogs and just get Steve to do it. He sounds far more intelligent that I do. A few blogs ago I used the phrase, "spanner in the works," which can also be credited to Steve.
Mmm...so while I was on dts, we (as a group) spent time asking God for vision. And He gave me...*dun, dun-dun-dun-dun-dun duuuuuuun* Matthew 6:33, which reads, "[But] seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well."
OH MY GOODNESS!!! It's so simple!! How could I have possibly forgotten, and been bogged down and covered in all the muck and slime of this stupid, stupid world!! AHHHH!!!!! I need to take some time to repent and just...seek God. Oh man.
Some more cool info....care of the BRI (Bathroom Readers Institute)...
He wasn't blind, but Thomas Edison preferred reading in Braille.
huh. Well...now we know.
this is one of those nights that I feel dreadfully aware of my liabilities and insecurities...
ironically but not suprisingly they tend to be the things I have the hardest time shaking... because at least i am familiar with them - and that in itself holds some sort of security...
and there is something almost perversely attractive in being melancholic... maybe because it helps the creative process... :)
~posted by Steve Watts on the imr blog.
Hmmm...I read this and I thought...woah. That is me right now...yep, there it is. Perhaps I should stop writing my own blogs and just get Steve to do it. He sounds far more intelligent that I do. A few blogs ago I used the phrase, "spanner in the works," which can also be credited to Steve.
Mmm...so while I was on dts, we (as a group) spent time asking God for vision. And He gave me...*dun, dun-dun-dun-dun-dun duuuuuuun* Matthew 6:33, which reads, "[But] seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well."
OH MY GOODNESS!!! It's so simple!! How could I have possibly forgotten, and been bogged down and covered in all the muck and slime of this stupid, stupid world!! AHHHH!!!!! I need to take some time to repent and just...seek God. Oh man.
Some more cool info....care of the BRI (Bathroom Readers Institute)...
He wasn't blind, but Thomas Edison preferred reading in Braille.
huh. Well...now we know.
15.9.02
EXCITING NEWS!!! Pedro the Lion plays Richard's on Richards October 18. Yeah, I'll be there fo' shizzo.
Also exciting (for me) Dashboard Confessional in Seattle on October 28. YAY!
Oh yeah, and Mikael is home. :)
Ah...and today, I went to ECC for church...well, sort of. Umm, and Pastor Pete was talking about the Holy Spirit!! WOOHOO!! Restoring POWER to the church...and all that. Really something God put on my heart while I was on DTS, during "Deliverance" week, when we heard a bit about John Wimber and the Vineyard church and his conferences...yeah. I was really excited then and I still am. It was funny watching the response/ministry time this AM though. @ DTS, ministry time after a message about the Holy Spirit was CRAZY...it was something we all wanted, so it was exciting and Gah...I can't explain. This morning I fought doubt, and prayed for more of the Holy Spirit, and I prayed that the others in the congregation would be stirred...people looked like they thought it was so weird, and who is this crazy pastor...mmm...that made me sad, but God is bigger and better than any skeptic, right?
AMEN!!! Which reminds me, I wanted to read John Wimber's books...I think my dad has them.
Also exciting (for me) Dashboard Confessional in Seattle on October 28. YAY!
Oh yeah, and Mikael is home. :)
Ah...and today, I went to ECC for church...well, sort of. Umm, and Pastor Pete was talking about the Holy Spirit!! WOOHOO!! Restoring POWER to the church...and all that. Really something God put on my heart while I was on DTS, during "Deliverance" week, when we heard a bit about John Wimber and the Vineyard church and his conferences...yeah. I was really excited then and I still am. It was funny watching the response/ministry time this AM though. @ DTS, ministry time after a message about the Holy Spirit was CRAZY...it was something we all wanted, so it was exciting and Gah...I can't explain. This morning I fought doubt, and prayed for more of the Holy Spirit, and I prayed that the others in the congregation would be stirred...people looked like they thought it was so weird, and who is this crazy pastor...mmm...that made me sad, but God is bigger and better than any skeptic, right?
AMEN!!! Which reminds me, I wanted to read John Wimber's books...I think my dad has them.
one last thing...Pernille called me today, and that was amazing. It felt just like we were sitting at our kitchen table or cuddling on a couch or sleeping out in the living room...and we were just talking.
it's good because we can affirm the TRUTH to each other, and even though I can't live in dts forever, it's so nice, and such a relief, to talk to people who understand what I've been through, instead of having to explain it, and even then feeling alone.
ugh! I...I know that I changed so much...but do people here see that? Do they care? it's hard to have friendships where respect and mutual caring aren't a big focus. On dts, so much time...mm...I don't know how to say this, but I think...we just cared about each other enough to be honest and upfront. Sometimes brutally so...and I didn't have too many hard conversations where the other person just walked away. My friend Paul and I had a really tough few weeks, but we talked about it, and yeah...we'd walk away then come back later and chat some more, just trying to figure it out.
Though I must admit, my pattern of running away from groups and hoping someone will come find me and love me and talk to me has never gone away. I still gotta work on that. Mmm....
it's good because we can affirm the TRUTH to each other, and even though I can't live in dts forever, it's so nice, and such a relief, to talk to people who understand what I've been through, instead of having to explain it, and even then feeling alone.
ugh! I...I know that I changed so much...but do people here see that? Do they care? it's hard to have friendships where respect and mutual caring aren't a big focus. On dts, so much time...mm...I don't know how to say this, but I think...we just cared about each other enough to be honest and upfront. Sometimes brutally so...and I didn't have too many hard conversations where the other person just walked away. My friend Paul and I had a really tough few weeks, but we talked about it, and yeah...we'd walk away then come back later and chat some more, just trying to figure it out.
Though I must admit, my pattern of running away from groups and hoping someone will come find me and love me and talk to me has never gone away. I still gotta work on that. Mmm....
Mmm...tonight I am sad a little bit, and I am so frustrated. But Mikael will be home tomorrow morning, so that's exciting. I think I'll skip church this once to welcome her back @ the airport. She's super important, and I'll spend time with Jesus later in the day too.
I...mmm...I just don't know what to do. I want to talk to Andrew, so hopefully he will have some free time tomorrow. Not too much, just a little bit would be fine and dandy. Mmm...
Mmmm...reminds me of my friend Lori. She's awesome. She calls me Lindy-bear, and my hugs Lindy-sweaters. I love her hugs too. And sometimes before we went to our cabins, she would dance with me and sing me a song. I love that.
I don't really know why I want to be friends with this boy so much. Why...I've never had to try so hard, and get NOWHERE. Ugh. And it's not the same as it is with someone who's just unreliable or something...mmmm....it's like he just doesn't have the emotional capacity to take on another good friend. My girls think he's trying to protect me so I don't get hurt by caring about him too much. I think that could be it...but it hurts more now, even though it's probably good to know the truth.
I'm just rambling now...peace, peace, peace, always peace.
I think there are 2 more friends being added to the top 3...so it can be top 5, and still only 1 boy.
I...mmm...I just don't know what to do. I want to talk to Andrew, so hopefully he will have some free time tomorrow. Not too much, just a little bit would be fine and dandy. Mmm...
Mmmm...reminds me of my friend Lori. She's awesome. She calls me Lindy-bear, and my hugs Lindy-sweaters. I love her hugs too. And sometimes before we went to our cabins, she would dance with me and sing me a song. I love that.
I don't really know why I want to be friends with this boy so much. Why...I've never had to try so hard, and get NOWHERE. Ugh. And it's not the same as it is with someone who's just unreliable or something...mmmm....it's like he just doesn't have the emotional capacity to take on another good friend. My girls think he's trying to protect me so I don't get hurt by caring about him too much. I think that could be it...but it hurts more now, even though it's probably good to know the truth.
I'm just rambling now...peace, peace, peace, always peace.
I think there are 2 more friends being added to the top 3...so it can be top 5, and still only 1 boy.
14.9.02
this morning, I woke up @ 7 something, and felt like I was about to die. *cramps* blech. So I got up, took some motrin, and went back to bed, trying desperately to find something to stop the pain. Ugh. My parents came in @ 11-ish to ask if I wanted to go to IKEA (I haven't got the bed yet)...and I realized something. I awoke with NO PAIN. There's something about going to bed IN pain, and waking up NOT in pain that makes the sleep so, so satisfying.
gotta go hear Jo play jazz @ ubc. BYE!!!
gotta go hear Jo play jazz @ ubc. BYE!!!
I was just looking at the directory for blogspot.com blogs, and there was a quotation on the left side of the page. Some tool had said, "blogging affects the little moments of my day to day life," or something like that...implying (well I thought) that his blog is his life...
kinda makes you wanna stop blogging for a while, just to make sure you're not like him.
*looks over shoulder....no one following...phew*
Listening to: Piano Masterpieces...mmmmm....
kinda makes you wanna stop blogging for a while, just to make sure you're not like him.
*looks over shoulder....no one following...phew*
Listening to: Piano Masterpieces...mmmmm....
Mmm...I don't know that I signed in with anything in mind to write about....other than the fact that I just had an open-faced peanut butter and nutella sandwich, and it was great...except I had it on brown bread, and really...the flavours are ever so much more beautifully enhanced on white bread.
Mmm...on toast, and all the spreads melt and get all gooey..mmm...so good.
You want one? Just come over for breakfast or midnite snack one day. Those are the best times to have them. Trust me.
Mmm...on toast, and all the spreads melt and get all gooey..mmm...so good.
You want one? Just come over for breakfast or midnite snack one day. Those are the best times to have them. Trust me.
if you read this...I'd love to know who you are. my email is melindaslife@hotmail.com
I hope that wherever you are and whoever you are and whatever you do...that you are blessed beyond your wildest dreams, that you know the love of God deeply, so deeply that you can rest in it, secure in the knowledge that you are precious to Him.
g*nite.
I hope that wherever you are and whoever you are and whatever you do...that you are blessed beyond your wildest dreams, that you know the love of God deeply, so deeply that you can rest in it, secure in the knowledge that you are precious to Him.
g*nite.
One more thing...
Katrina Bjornson is from North Van, but I got to know her while on dts. "got to know her" doesn't begin to describe our friendship though. I love her SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO much. We had the best talks on our porch/couch...and we had fun times in the rain, and the greatest hugs and snuggles and we connected like *snap* <---that. I miss her a lot. I know we're still friends, and not just surface friends but quality friends. I've been missing her, so I called her today (well, Friday...but it was Saturday for her, cuz she's still in Townsville). When I heard her voice I got a lump in my throat, and shed a few tears. We talked for 40 or 50 mins...it was awesome to hear her voice and hear what's going on in her life and with her friends and work and family and Jesus...and then I told her about me. Mostly...there was so much to say, but not so much time (phone calls cost...)...but it was so reassuring to hear her voice again...mmm. I am so blessed with such wonderful friends. And I keep getting more and more of them. Some people have the same friends their whole lives, and that's cool because you have these crazy, intimate friendships and it must be cool to know somebody that long...most of my really close friends are relatively new (within the last 3 years), yet I wouldn't trade them for all the kindergarten friendships in the world.
Katrina Bjornson is from North Van, but I got to know her while on dts. "got to know her" doesn't begin to describe our friendship though. I love her SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO much. We had the best talks on our porch/couch...and we had fun times in the rain, and the greatest hugs and snuggles and we connected like *snap* <---that. I miss her a lot. I know we're still friends, and not just surface friends but quality friends. I've been missing her, so I called her today (well, Friday...but it was Saturday for her, cuz she's still in Townsville). When I heard her voice I got a lump in my throat, and shed a few tears. We talked for 40 or 50 mins...it was awesome to hear her voice and hear what's going on in her life and with her friends and work and family and Jesus...and then I told her about me. Mostly...there was so much to say, but not so much time (phone calls cost...)...but it was so reassuring to hear her voice again...mmm. I am so blessed with such wonderful friends. And I keep getting more and more of them. Some people have the same friends their whole lives, and that's cool because you have these crazy, intimate friendships and it must be cool to know somebody that long...most of my really close friends are relatively new (within the last 3 years), yet I wouldn't trade them for all the kindergarten friendships in the world.
I was going to rant about feeling lonely and "lost in the crowd" at this going away party I went to tonight...but now I shan't. Ash, that one line in your blog changed my whole night. And I should mention that cuddling with Erin on the couch was great too. I love that girl. And Noodle too, or rather Noo...she had on the BEST PANTS EVER!!!! And Ryan H...what a stud. *twirls left*...
tee hee hee...
I got an email from John Rife...he attached to the email a picture of him and Loren Cunningham, founder of YWAM. For a YWAM-er, that's exciting.
I'm a YWAM-er...so I'm excited...for John. And a little..mmm...jealous? I bet he got into a sweet conversation with Loren...John's like that, he can talk to anybody, and I know that given the opportunity (which he was), he'd jump right into quality conversation with a fella like Mr.Cunningham.
John is from Florida and looks like a model. And he's working in the media department @ RTO...and...he's super talented. And smart. And funny.
man...some people's kids.
tee hee hee...
I got an email from John Rife...he attached to the email a picture of him and Loren Cunningham, founder of YWAM. For a YWAM-er, that's exciting.
I'm a YWAM-er...so I'm excited...for John. And a little..mmm...jealous? I bet he got into a sweet conversation with Loren...John's like that, he can talk to anybody, and I know that given the opportunity (which he was), he'd jump right into quality conversation with a fella like Mr.Cunningham.
John is from Florida and looks like a model. And he's working in the media department @ RTO...and...he's super talented. And smart. And funny.
man...some people's kids.
I just checked the imr blog to see if any of the fellas had posted something new. Ash Poon had...and I quote, "Listening to: Melinda "frickin" Appenheimer-Life Worth Living."
That's me!! That's the name of my CD!! "frickin" as my middle name was this inside joke!!! Ash was listening to my CD!!! And now anyone who reads their blog will know!!!
Oh man. What a pick-me-up. Thanks Ash.
That's me!! That's the name of my CD!! "frickin" as my middle name was this inside joke!!! Ash was listening to my CD!!! And now anyone who reads their blog will know!!!
Oh man. What a pick-me-up. Thanks Ash.
13.9.02
I just remembered that Jo took her pillow back. It has been keeping me in sweet, sweet slumber for a week...and now it is gone.
I shall compose an ode to the pillow...
~O pillow, purple cover, smells like...nice.
Inside white, lumpy, yet soft on the other side.
How I shall miss thee, dear pillow, dear pillow.
I know not, I comprehend not...why have you left me?
O pillow, O pillow...do come back to me. And whisk me off to nights of sweet slumber and dreams.
O pillow, O pillow...do come back to me. And carry me gently, while of sweet things I dream.
Carry me gently, while of sweet things I dream.
~end.
Perhaps that was more "beat poet"-esque than "ode".
"O how interesting. I've never heard it like that before. What do the rest of you think?"`Nicky Gumbel.
Well, you hear the man. What do you think? Email answers to melindaslife@hotmail.com.
And with that...I bid you...adieu.
I shall compose an ode to the pillow...
~O pillow, purple cover, smells like...nice.
Inside white, lumpy, yet soft on the other side.
How I shall miss thee, dear pillow, dear pillow.
I know not, I comprehend not...why have you left me?
O pillow, O pillow...do come back to me. And whisk me off to nights of sweet slumber and dreams.
O pillow, O pillow...do come back to me. And carry me gently, while of sweet things I dream.
Carry me gently, while of sweet things I dream.
~end.
Perhaps that was more "beat poet"-esque than "ode".
"O how interesting. I've never heard it like that before. What do the rest of you think?"`Nicky Gumbel.
Well, you hear the man. What do you think? Email answers to melindaslife@hotmail.com.
And with that...I bid you...adieu.
OH it's just too much...the temptation to share useless information...can...not...res...ist....*ugh*
Graffiti
Creative writing, from the hallowed walls of public restrooms across the country
~If voting could really change things, it would be illegal.
~An elephant is a mouse drawn to government specifications.
~Democracy is letting the other fellow have your way.
~Democracy...3 wolves and a sheep voting on what to have for lunch.
~When all else fails, read the instructions. *cheesy church sign anyone?*
~I wish I were what I was when I was trying to become what I am now. *woah*
AND NOW...for my personal favourite of the day....*which is funny, because I have no job...*
~I used up all my sick days, so I'm calling in dead.
This has been another fun-filled day on Melinda's Blog. Please, join us tomorrow for more quips, comments, rants, raves, and hilarious quotations.
thank you and, goodnite.
Graffiti
Creative writing, from the hallowed walls of public restrooms across the country
~If voting could really change things, it would be illegal.
~An elephant is a mouse drawn to government specifications.
~Democracy is letting the other fellow have your way.
~Democracy...3 wolves and a sheep voting on what to have for lunch.
~When all else fails, read the instructions. *cheesy church sign anyone?*
~I wish I were what I was when I was trying to become what I am now. *woah*
AND NOW...for my personal favourite of the day....*which is funny, because I have no job...*
~I used up all my sick days, so I'm calling in dead.
This has been another fun-filled day on Melinda's Blog. Please, join us tomorrow for more quips, comments, rants, raves, and hilarious quotations.
thank you and, goodnite.
I've started reading my BathroomReader outside my bathroom. (scandalous!).
Here is the latest amusing quip....haha...it reminds me, or brings to mind, some friends...perhaps you can guess who. (They have something in common with these monkeys and with the Monkees).
Tokyo~
In Tokyo, monkeys have been swarming into orchards and swiping bushels of apples. They monkeys come well equipped...with plastic shopping bags. ~The Edge
Here is the latest amusing quip....haha...it reminds me, or brings to mind, some friends...perhaps you can guess who. (They have something in common with these monkeys and with the Monkees).
Tokyo~
In Tokyo, monkeys have been swarming into orchards and swiping bushels of apples. They monkeys come well equipped...with plastic shopping bags. ~The Edge
12.9.02
I am one who cares about her friends. Some of my girls from camp who are a few years younger say I'm like a mother to them, in the sense that I can be comforting and protective, and they feel safe and cared for around me. One of my friends from dts said she loves the way I care for people I love. It meant a lot to me when she said that.
But there's this friend I have who I am getting to know...and I care about this friend a lot. A LOT. Which normally is fine...but in this case, I seem to just keep screwing up and pushing this person away...or saying and doing too much or the wrong thing...and I get pushed away.
I'm frustrated and sad. I don't mind friendships that form and develop slowly. I like them that way...it's healthy. But when...I just keep messing up...it makes me sad. *sighs*. Friend, if you read this...and you know I mean you...I am sorry. I do love you, and I do care about you...and I do not want to make you upset or discouraged. And I don't want to pressure you or make you stressed out...just to be here...but sometimes, I'm not sure how. *sighs*. I'll do better next time, I promise. Love, Melinda Joy
But there's this friend I have who I am getting to know...and I care about this friend a lot. A LOT. Which normally is fine...but in this case, I seem to just keep screwing up and pushing this person away...or saying and doing too much or the wrong thing...and I get pushed away.
I'm frustrated and sad. I don't mind friendships that form and develop slowly. I like them that way...it's healthy. But when...I just keep messing up...it makes me sad. *sighs*. Friend, if you read this...and you know I mean you...I am sorry. I do love you, and I do care about you...and I do not want to make you upset or discouraged. And I don't want to pressure you or make you stressed out...just to be here...but sometimes, I'm not sure how. *sighs*. I'll do better next time, I promise. Love, Melinda Joy
It's, like, all right to like like
PHILADELPHIA - Like, don't get upset the next time your teenager, like, uses "like" in a sentence. A new scholarly study says the overused word is not just a space filler; it can impart real meaning.
The slang use of "like" has gone on for decades, but became more prominent in the 1980s when Southern California Valley Girl culture brought it into the mainstream.
Muffy E.A. Siegel, a Temple University linguist, says her research shows "like" can be used in many ways. A few:
As a hedging word, when the speaker isn't sure about his or her facts. ("She has, like, five brothers.")
As a substitute for the word "said." ("She's, like, 'I don't want to go.'")
As a way to introduce exaggerations. ("I've got, like, a million hours of homework.")
Siegel says her own daughters provided the inspiration for the study. She used 23 tape-recorded interviews her eldest daughter had done for a school project and analyzed the students' use of "like."
She says her discovery that the word changes meaning is a revelation to linguists, who generally assumed that meaning came from the other words in a sentence.
The study was published in the Journal of Semantics.
Written by CBC News Online staff
I recommend that each of you, at some point in your life, own an "Uncle John's Bathroom Reader". They are so random, so amusing...so full of more useless information than you ever thought you'd need...
Such as...(taken from "Uncle John's All-Purpose Extra Strength Bathroom Reader", by the Bathroom Readers' Institute).
The Plaintiff: Joan Hemmer
The Defendant: Ronald Winters, owner of a chimpanzee named Mr.Jiggs.
The Lawsuit: Hemmer was eating at a restaurant in Freehold, New Jersey when she looked up and saw Mr.Jiggs walk in--dressed in a Boy Scout uniform. She freaked out and bumped into a wall, injuring her shoulder. So she sued. Winters told the jury that Mr.Jiggs was no danger to anyone: he was thoroughly domesticated, lived in a house, could even feed himself...and besides, he was actually on his way to a Boy Scout party in the restaurant.
The Verdict: "The jury sided with Mr.Jiggs."
Such as...(taken from "Uncle John's All-Purpose Extra Strength Bathroom Reader", by the Bathroom Readers' Institute).
The Plaintiff: Joan Hemmer
The Defendant: Ronald Winters, owner of a chimpanzee named Mr.Jiggs.
The Lawsuit: Hemmer was eating at a restaurant in Freehold, New Jersey when she looked up and saw Mr.Jiggs walk in--dressed in a Boy Scout uniform. She freaked out and bumped into a wall, injuring her shoulder. So she sued. Winters told the jury that Mr.Jiggs was no danger to anyone: he was thoroughly domesticated, lived in a house, could even feed himself...and besides, he was actually on his way to a Boy Scout party in the restaurant.
The Verdict: "The jury sided with Mr.Jiggs."
11.9.02
Mmmmm...cookies. I made some today. I wanted them to be really big, but "apparently" the "batter" was too "runny" so the "cookies didn't hold together"...and really, I had 2 humungous cookie-sheet sized "cookies". So Ben and I used cookie cutters to make them smaller. It was great fun. And they taste really good.
I was thinking about taking some to the imr fellas @ the Purple Onion tonight...but I dunno. Sometimes they appreciate that sort of thing, and sometimes they are just too busy to gush about how thankful they are...not that I need that...oh gosh...I sound strange.... but you know, I don't give gifts THAT often, so when I do, they're well thought-out and from the heart. So I like them to be taken...and enjoyed and appreciated. Maybe I'll make them cookies another day...yeah, cookies in the shape of "imr"...how fun would that be? Or little guitars/drums...or little men (one for each, and robbie t. too!). HMm....merch anyone?
I was thinking about taking some to the imr fellas @ the Purple Onion tonight...but I dunno. Sometimes they appreciate that sort of thing, and sometimes they are just too busy to gush about how thankful they are...not that I need that...oh gosh...I sound strange.... but you know, I don't give gifts THAT often, so when I do, they're well thought-out and from the heart. So I like them to be taken...and enjoyed and appreciated. Maybe I'll make them cookies another day...yeah, cookies in the shape of "imr"...how fun would that be? Or little guitars/drums...or little men (one for each, and robbie t. too!). HMm....merch anyone?
This...struck a chord in me. enjoy. ponder.
"It's all right--questions, pain, stabbing anger can be poured out to the Infinite One...Our wounded ragings will be lost in him and we will be found. For we beat on his chest from within the circle of his arms."
(Susan Lenzkes, When Life Takes What Matters).
Amen.
"It's all right--questions, pain, stabbing anger can be poured out to the Infinite One...Our wounded ragings will be lost in him and we will be found. For we beat on his chest from within the circle of his arms."
(Susan Lenzkes, When Life Takes What Matters).
Amen.
GOod morning everyone!! How are you?
I made dinner for my family last night. It was really fun. Reminded me of the "good olde days" in Townsville....although when Elisa and I made dinner there, we tended to drip with sweat, so we had to lean away from the bowls/platters/plates/dishes/pans/saucers/pots we were cooking with, so's not to spoil the food.
Last night I also went to ASAP (fun ride there with Rachael B!). It was awesome. It was a worship-only night (no speaker), which was kinda nice. I like that. One can only hear so many sermons in a week. Gah. ANyway, the worship time was awesome..."what the stink constitutes and 'awesome' worship time?" you may ask...well, here is my best description as of right now.
First of all, I felt free to just worship. Sing loud, lift my hands, dance around...sometimes I get the feeling that people are watching and disapproving, which doesn't always stop me, but it makes me a little uncomfortable.
Secondly, I was having my own little prayer times. Moments where I wouldn't be singing, but I'd be taking the idea of the song and praying it (ie. "Open the Eyes of my Heart", praying that God would help me to see him, that he would reveal himself in glory, in majesty, bring change to our city...etc.etc...). That was great. I love times like that, when I'm just communing with God.
Third...well..the music was really, really good. The worship band @ asap is made up of very talented musicians, and ones who have style not just skill. They play well together, and the girls who sing have beautiful voices.
Fourth....my 2 goals for the evening were accomplished. I talked to Laurel about gigging, and I talked to Justin...who's a friend of mine, but I haven't seen him in a while. He gives the best hugs...mmm...and I love our friendship because it's super comfortable. Most of the time, anyway. I think that building a close friendship with a guy @ our age can be...well, even if the motives are platonic, there's always moments....ha, er...anyway, moving right along.
My friend Dave was there too. I thought he was up north doing some crazy stuff...in fact, I think he is, but he was back for the night. He gives great hugs too. And he's a crazy-talented musician/songwriter...wow. Apparently, he might have a CD within the next 12 months...I'll be first in line to buy it.
After ASAP, a bunch of us went to Chris and Justin's house....and listened to jazz while watching Chris' lava lamp....ha...man...I mean, we were talking, but I had to laugh at us in my head. I was so amused.
Today, I am making chocolate chip cookies. They are gonna be SOOOO good....and tonight, IMR has a show @ the Purple Onion. I'm stoked. A lot of people are coming, which is good for them...and they're playing, which is good for me. And I get to hang out with my girl Erin...and...well...there's lots of good things going on.
*Last night, I watched an episode and a half of "Freaks and Geeks". But I'll write about that later.
10.9.02
well kids...how are ya? Shout out to steve c. and aaron...hope you have fun reading this.
Today I paid my friends the Bowens a visit. T'was great fun. My friend Lisa is living with them right now, so it was cool to see her too. And of course, the family dog Wylie. He's a friendly one. He's got a red fur coat...natural, of course.
We were watching this show..."revealing the tricks of magic" oooooo....ladifreakin'da. It was so ridiculous. The announcer guy's voice was so annoying...AND, here's the trick that got us to turn it off. They had this HUGE truck inside a fence (in the studio)...some "strangers" came and stood around the fence, a silk curtain dropped over it...the magician did some gyrating, and it all disappeared. WOAH! Really, a bunch of stage hands just wheeled the whole thing offstage...which leads me to ask this question. If a magic trick can ONLY be performed on TV (like this one)...why bother performing it at all? I mean, why go to all the trouble of setting up the truck and the fence and rehearse pulling it offstage...if it can't be done in real life? It's just being done for tv...why waste all that money, paying the "strangers"...why not just film the truck....stop taping, get rid of it, then film it being gone....
Gah. Stupid tv magic. Give me a good card trick anyday.
Today I paid my friends the Bowens a visit. T'was great fun. My friend Lisa is living with them right now, so it was cool to see her too. And of course, the family dog Wylie. He's a friendly one. He's got a red fur coat...natural, of course.
We were watching this show..."revealing the tricks of magic" oooooo....ladifreakin'da. It was so ridiculous. The announcer guy's voice was so annoying...AND, here's the trick that got us to turn it off. They had this HUGE truck inside a fence (in the studio)...some "strangers" came and stood around the fence, a silk curtain dropped over it...the magician did some gyrating, and it all disappeared. WOAH! Really, a bunch of stage hands just wheeled the whole thing offstage...which leads me to ask this question. If a magic trick can ONLY be performed on TV (like this one)...why bother performing it at all? I mean, why go to all the trouble of setting up the truck and the fence and rehearse pulling it offstage...if it can't be done in real life? It's just being done for tv...why waste all that money, paying the "strangers"...why not just film the truck....stop taping, get rid of it, then film it being gone....
Gah. Stupid tv magic. Give me a good card trick anyday.
9.9.02
YO YO YO!!!! This is an email I sent to my 11 house mates from 29 Harold Street, Townsville Australia. Writing to them gave me a chance to remember what's been good...well, it's self-explanatory! ENJOY!!!
**Goodness,*HUGS*, high-fives all 'round, and a big pot of chai tea for us to share.
Wow...it's been a while, eh kids? 3 months as of yesterday...yikes! How's life at home treating everyone? Or life @ RTO...Townsville's "winter"....
I myself have found the return home to be rather difficult. Just getting used to friends here, amazing as they are, it's just not the same as the mates I had @ rto!! That and, my 2 best friends haven't been around (1 @ camp, 1 in mexico)...Jessica leaves for England today, and Mikael gets home next Sunday...so it's been a bit of a struggle.
That and...I think I put God to the side, assuming my friends would fill any void...assuming I could rely FULLY on them...which didn't so much happen (I shouldn't have expected it to!)! So it's been rough. Just now, I'm realizing where I went wrong, where I could have done better....but God has also been faithful! Let me share with you some bright spots!
1) I'M HOME!!! Being in my own room has been great...though, I must say, I miss my bed in Townsville. I think it was more comfortable than this one. Or at least, my pillow was.
2) My family! It's been great to see them. They're awesome.
3) BC!!!! The coast, the mountains, the sun, the...er...rain (today is rather gloomy, so I am listening to Vivaldi's Four Seasons...it's beautiful. I bought it @ Virgin Records for $8 the other day).
4) Not lugging "big red" the gargantuan, school-me-any-day suitcase around everywhere!
5) CAMP!! I spent about 10 days @ keats camps, where I've spent the last 3 or 4 summers working. I went up to visit one Sunday after I got home, and I was welcomed so warmly...it was incredible!!! It was great to see my friend Jessica (the one who's going to England soon)...and many others!!! I soon realized I could not go the WHOLE summer without being @ Keats...so I had a quick, successful job interview, and returned to the island 2 weeks later! My time was spent...well, working! The first week I was there, we had a outbreak of a flu virus called "norwalk"...gosh, that was a recipe for a nightmare...But God shone through and gave us strength and miracles everyday! My second week up there included 3 days of "staff camp"...just the staff and Jesus....God drew me so close!! And fully challenged and called me to walk in my gifts of prayer and prophecy...it was scary (I didn't know what the others would think), but it was so rewarding to obey his voice! When I left, the staff gave me some...oh, how to describe it...VERY meaningful and real encouragement.
6) Anvil...another camp! Holly Meier of Plant Street came up from Oregon to work with me...fellowship with her was such a HUGE blessing! It was a crazy, exhausting week, but God totally showed up. I've never had a week @ camp so full of the Holy Spirit moving and changing peoples' lives. To see those kids being softened by God, allowing him into their hearts, their lives. Honestly seeking his face, wanting him to change them, renew them...wanting to live for him fully ALL the time...it was incredible.
7) hard times. Seeing how I've reacted has been an encouragement. I know that what happened on dts has been permanent and life changing...I can see it even in how I handle difficult situations. I haven't reacted perfectly, and I have craved the accountability of dts friendships....but I know that I've turned to God more...or realized my need for him, for him to be my strength....so it's been good, in the end.
8) right now. I am...reclaiming the JOY of the LORD as my STRENGTH! I let it go for a bit...got lost in my problems, dragged down by those around me who are depressed or just sad or not sure if God really is....but that's not me!!! I know he lives!! I know he has saved me!!! He gives me life!!!! So reclaiming truth has been, and will continue to be, vital.
9) lots of good shows to go to, movies to watch. Some recommended flicks...shawshank redemption, amelie, monsters inc (so cute), i am sam...the princess bride (such a classic)...what else? NOT resident evil, that's for shizzo. UHF, a weird al film...worth watching if you're feeling silly. Amelie is my pick of the month though. A very sweet film. French, with subtitles. Watching many a band play...well, maybe not many. But several. Ok, probably 7. So it's been fun...my friends play better music than I ever remembered....it's been soooo good!
10) SEPTEMBER 4...Coldplay, in Seattle @ the Paramount. Yes, yes, I ventured into the US of A...Washington is gorgeous, by the way. We were lined up for 7 hours (it was standing only show)....3 of my friends got to the theatre @ 4am, so they lined up for 16 hours...we met the band, won autographed stuff, and were front row center for the show. It was amazing. I don't know how I will go to another concert and enjoy it...this one was just the best ever.
10 b) buying really good cd's (ie Jack Johnson's Brushfire Fairytales, John Mayer's Room for Squares) and listening to them over and over and over and over. (other recommended picks....Dashboard Confessional, Rosie Thomas, Sarah Harmer....).
Well, there it is. And for those who are reading...if you heard of this website from me, and you read it regularily...then chances are, you are a bright spot. And you should read again the blog entry on here about friends...and take it to heart.
**Goodness,*HUGS*, high-fives all 'round, and a big pot of chai tea for us to share.
Wow...it's been a while, eh kids? 3 months as of yesterday...yikes! How's life at home treating everyone? Or life @ RTO...Townsville's "winter"....
I myself have found the return home to be rather difficult. Just getting used to friends here, amazing as they are, it's just not the same as the mates I had @ rto!! That and, my 2 best friends haven't been around (1 @ camp, 1 in mexico)...Jessica leaves for England today, and Mikael gets home next Sunday...so it's been a bit of a struggle.
That and...I think I put God to the side, assuming my friends would fill any void...assuming I could rely FULLY on them...which didn't so much happen (I shouldn't have expected it to!)! So it's been rough. Just now, I'm realizing where I went wrong, where I could have done better....but God has also been faithful! Let me share with you some bright spots!
1) I'M HOME!!! Being in my own room has been great...though, I must say, I miss my bed in Townsville. I think it was more comfortable than this one. Or at least, my pillow was.
2) My family! It's been great to see them. They're awesome.
3) BC!!!! The coast, the mountains, the sun, the...er...rain (today is rather gloomy, so I am listening to Vivaldi's Four Seasons...it's beautiful. I bought it @ Virgin Records for $8 the other day).
4) Not lugging "big red" the gargantuan, school-me-any-day suitcase around everywhere!
5) CAMP!! I spent about 10 days @ keats camps, where I've spent the last 3 or 4 summers working. I went up to visit one Sunday after I got home, and I was welcomed so warmly...it was incredible!!! It was great to see my friend Jessica (the one who's going to England soon)...and many others!!! I soon realized I could not go the WHOLE summer without being @ Keats...so I had a quick, successful job interview, and returned to the island 2 weeks later! My time was spent...well, working! The first week I was there, we had a outbreak of a flu virus called "norwalk"...gosh, that was a recipe for a nightmare...But God shone through and gave us strength and miracles everyday! My second week up there included 3 days of "staff camp"...just the staff and Jesus....God drew me so close!! And fully challenged and called me to walk in my gifts of prayer and prophecy...it was scary (I didn't know what the others would think), but it was so rewarding to obey his voice! When I left, the staff gave me some...oh, how to describe it...VERY meaningful and real encouragement.
6) Anvil...another camp! Holly Meier of Plant Street came up from Oregon to work with me...fellowship with her was such a HUGE blessing! It was a crazy, exhausting week, but God totally showed up. I've never had a week @ camp so full of the Holy Spirit moving and changing peoples' lives. To see those kids being softened by God, allowing him into their hearts, their lives. Honestly seeking his face, wanting him to change them, renew them...wanting to live for him fully ALL the time...it was incredible.
7) hard times. Seeing how I've reacted has been an encouragement. I know that what happened on dts has been permanent and life changing...I can see it even in how I handle difficult situations. I haven't reacted perfectly, and I have craved the accountability of dts friendships....but I know that I've turned to God more...or realized my need for him, for him to be my strength....so it's been good, in the end.
8) right now. I am...reclaiming the JOY of the LORD as my STRENGTH! I let it go for a bit...got lost in my problems, dragged down by those around me who are depressed or just sad or not sure if God really is....but that's not me!!! I know he lives!! I know he has saved me!!! He gives me life!!!! So reclaiming truth has been, and will continue to be, vital.
9) lots of good shows to go to, movies to watch. Some recommended flicks...shawshank redemption, amelie, monsters inc (so cute), i am sam...the princess bride (such a classic)...what else? NOT resident evil, that's for shizzo. UHF, a weird al film...worth watching if you're feeling silly. Amelie is my pick of the month though. A very sweet film. French, with subtitles. Watching many a band play...well, maybe not many. But several. Ok, probably 7. So it's been fun...my friends play better music than I ever remembered....it's been soooo good!
10) SEPTEMBER 4...Coldplay, in Seattle @ the Paramount. Yes, yes, I ventured into the US of A...Washington is gorgeous, by the way. We were lined up for 7 hours (it was standing only show)....3 of my friends got to the theatre @ 4am, so they lined up for 16 hours...we met the band, won autographed stuff, and were front row center for the show. It was amazing. I don't know how I will go to another concert and enjoy it...this one was just the best ever.
10 b) buying really good cd's (ie Jack Johnson's Brushfire Fairytales, John Mayer's Room for Squares) and listening to them over and over and over and over. (other recommended picks....Dashboard Confessional, Rosie Thomas, Sarah Harmer....).
Well, there it is. And for those who are reading...if you heard of this website from me, and you read it regularily...then chances are, you are a bright spot. And you should read again the blog entry on here about friends...and take it to heart.
8.9.02
if you're into surfing and Jack Johnson, I highly recommend the September Sessions.
I've decided that no matter what it takes, I am going to be a surfer. And I am going to be good. And I will travel the world in search of the perfect wave the way some people stand outside concert venues for 16 hours or more just to get a front row seat and as a bonus end up meeting the band they came to see.
I will not miss another soundcheck.
I've decided that no matter what it takes, I am going to be a surfer. And I am going to be good. And I will travel the world in search of the perfect wave the way some people stand outside concert venues for 16 hours or more just to get a front row seat and as a bonus end up meeting the band they came to see.
I will not miss another soundcheck.
7.9.02
So last night, I hung out with my friend Nicole in Langley. Highway 10 was closed, so I went on some chump detour, half considering turning back and going home...but I know all too well the PAIN of being ditched, so I didn't. Drove past her street a few times, then finally arrived.
Totally worth the drive. I saw some...how-to-describe-them-I-know-not pictures of my good looking boy friends @ anvil over the last 2 years. Steve Watts...in a flourescent orange track suit...with a frightening wig on...oh man. Too classic for words.
We watched the Princess Bride...or rather, had it on while we were talking, and watched our favourite parts. (such as..."You've fallen prey to one of the classic blunders! The first is, never get involved in a land war in Asia. Only slightly less well known, never get involved with a Sicilian when DEATH is on the line! Ah HAHAHA, AH HAHHAHAHA, AH HA HA---*falls down dead.")
I've just been disconnected for the 3rd time in the last 10 minutes. I am...to say the least...put out.
FAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAK!!!!
Notice the letters used...yeah.
So on my way home from Nicole's, I received well-intentioned, but terrible none the less, directions from several people. I started in Langley...got lost through Surret and Burnaby, took Boundary Road and Marine and the Knight Street Bridge home. UGH!!! I normally enjoy a good adventure...but I wanted to cry. I just wanted to be @ home...in bed...sleeping. It should've been SUCH a short trip...it took over 90 mins...*pout, sniffle*
DISCONNECTED AGAIN! FREAK!!! AHHHH!!!!!!!!
Totally worth the drive. I saw some...how-to-describe-them-I-know-not pictures of my good looking boy friends @ anvil over the last 2 years. Steve Watts...in a flourescent orange track suit...with a frightening wig on...oh man. Too classic for words.
We watched the Princess Bride...or rather, had it on while we were talking, and watched our favourite parts. (such as..."You've fallen prey to one of the classic blunders! The first is, never get involved in a land war in Asia. Only slightly less well known, never get involved with a Sicilian when DEATH is on the line! Ah HAHAHA, AH HAHHAHAHA, AH HA HA---*falls down dead.")
I've just been disconnected for the 3rd time in the last 10 minutes. I am...to say the least...put out.
FAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAK!!!!
Notice the letters used...yeah.
So on my way home from Nicole's, I received well-intentioned, but terrible none the less, directions from several people. I started in Langley...got lost through Surret and Burnaby, took Boundary Road and Marine and the Knight Street Bridge home. UGH!!! I normally enjoy a good adventure...but I wanted to cry. I just wanted to be @ home...in bed...sleeping. It should've been SUCH a short trip...it took over 90 mins...*pout, sniffle*
DISCONNECTED AGAIN! FREAK!!! AHHHH!!!!!!!!
So really, I think that what I'm dealing with right now isn't that much different from things I dealt with on dts. The difference is, the lack of daily contact with my outreach team and my housemates, harold street boys, and all the rest. Those people who didn't let me run off and sink into this "despair"...They were so good @ keeping me accountable...and I miss that.
I am sometimes scared that I don't have the self-discipline to do this on my own. But of course I do! It's just that...it's easier to feel sorry for myself; in the hopes that somebody will notice and pay attention to me! I totally thought I'd gotten over this...I guess not.
I spent some good time alone today. Well, it was kind of good. It was time with God...but I get so easily distracted. It was a beautiful setting though...out on the dyke @ the end of Blundell Road. Gorgeous sky....blue, with white clouds here and there. And the landscape/seascape/mountainscape out there is actually quite stunning.
Anyway, I don't know that I came to any conclusions...it was really hard for me to focus. I was upset about quite a few things.
And there's this boy I know...and I don't really want to date him...I really just want to get to know him...but it seems to be an impossible task! ARGH!! It's so frustrating...I feel like with most of the friends I have, I pursue them. Phone calls, emails, dropping by, planning stuff, driving to and from and back again. When I have free time, sometimes I spend it alone, but more often than not, I think, "hey I haven't seen so-and-so in a while...maybe I'll call...". I...I mind sometimes. Why must it always be me? Doesn't anyone want to pursue me as a friend? Am I not worth the time, the effort? As if it takes all that much to make a phone call...or send an email...
Gah!
Staying home alone on a Friday
Flat on the floor looking back
On old love
Or lack thereof
After all the crushes are faded
And all my wishful thinking was wrong
I'm jaded
I hate it
I'm tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here
So tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here
~John Mayer
I am sometimes scared that I don't have the self-discipline to do this on my own. But of course I do! It's just that...it's easier to feel sorry for myself; in the hopes that somebody will notice and pay attention to me! I totally thought I'd gotten over this...I guess not.
I spent some good time alone today. Well, it was kind of good. It was time with God...but I get so easily distracted. It was a beautiful setting though...out on the dyke @ the end of Blundell Road. Gorgeous sky....blue, with white clouds here and there. And the landscape/seascape/mountainscape out there is actually quite stunning.
Anyway, I don't know that I came to any conclusions...it was really hard for me to focus. I was upset about quite a few things.
And there's this boy I know...and I don't really want to date him...I really just want to get to know him...but it seems to be an impossible task! ARGH!! It's so frustrating...I feel like with most of the friends I have, I pursue them. Phone calls, emails, dropping by, planning stuff, driving to and from and back again. When I have free time, sometimes I spend it alone, but more often than not, I think, "hey I haven't seen so-and-so in a while...maybe I'll call...". I...I mind sometimes. Why must it always be me? Doesn't anyone want to pursue me as a friend? Am I not worth the time, the effort? As if it takes all that much to make a phone call...or send an email...
Gah!
Staying home alone on a Friday
Flat on the floor looking back
On old love
Or lack thereof
After all the crushes are faded
And all my wishful thinking was wrong
I'm jaded
I hate it
I'm tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here
So tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here
~John Mayer
My Stupid Mouth
...One more thing
Why is it my fault?
So maybe I try too hard
But it's all because of this desire
I just wanna be liked, I just wanna be funny
Looks like the joke's on me
So call me captain backfire
~John Mayer
To my friends who I may annoy or bother or overwhelm....I'm sorry.
There are so many things I'd like to share with you, I'd like you to understand, to know about me. Perhaps that would explain a piece of why and who I am. If you have the time, or the desire to know me...the good bits, the bad, the broken, the joyful...you know where to find me.
Thank you for your time.
...One more thing
Why is it my fault?
So maybe I try too hard
But it's all because of this desire
I just wanna be liked, I just wanna be funny
Looks like the joke's on me
So call me captain backfire
~John Mayer
To my friends who I may annoy or bother or overwhelm....I'm sorry.
There are so many things I'd like to share with you, I'd like you to understand, to know about me. Perhaps that would explain a piece of why and who I am. If you have the time, or the desire to know me...the good bits, the bad, the broken, the joyful...you know where to find me.
Thank you for your time.
I'm never speaking up again
it only hurts me
I'd rather be a mystery
than she desert me.
I'm never speaking up again, I'm never speaking up again, I'm never speaking up again.
Starting now.
One more thing...
It's interesting how often a certain friend comes up in conversation. And the effect he tends to have on me. I get so grinny and stupid. Gah! As much as I LOATHE to admit it...I can be so girly sometimes.
it only hurts me
I'd rather be a mystery
than she desert me.
I'm never speaking up again, I'm never speaking up again, I'm never speaking up again.
Starting now.
One more thing...
It's interesting how often a certain friend comes up in conversation. And the effect he tends to have on me. I get so grinny and stupid. Gah! As much as I LOATHE to admit it...I can be so girly sometimes.
6.9.02
"RING AROUND THE ROSIE, a pocket full of posies..."
some people believe....It refers to the Great Plague of London in 1665 of the Black Death of the 14th century. (We repeated this in Bathroom Reader 2.) "Ring around the rosie" is the red rash that afflicted plague victims, posies are the herbs carried to ward off infection. "All fall down," of course, is what happens when the plague strikes.
actually...As intriguing as this sounds, most experts now discount it. The oldest known printed version of the rhyme is from 1790, more than 100 years after its supposed origin--and it's American, not English. One American expert, Philip Hiscock, suggests that it may have been invented as a way to avoid the ban on dancing enforced by some Protestant sects in England and America.
~Uncle John's All Purpose Extra Strength Bathroom Reader, Volume 13, by the Bathroom Readers' Institute
some people believe....It refers to the Great Plague of London in 1665 of the Black Death of the 14th century. (We repeated this in Bathroom Reader 2.) "Ring around the rosie" is the red rash that afflicted plague victims, posies are the herbs carried to ward off infection. "All fall down," of course, is what happens when the plague strikes.
actually...As intriguing as this sounds, most experts now discount it. The oldest known printed version of the rhyme is from 1790, more than 100 years after its supposed origin--and it's American, not English. One American expert, Philip Hiscock, suggests that it may have been invented as a way to avoid the ban on dancing enforced by some Protestant sects in England and America.
~Uncle John's All Purpose Extra Strength Bathroom Reader, Volume 13, by the Bathroom Readers' Institute
Friends. They are so good to have. Especially best friends. I definitely have more than 1 of those. I have 3, and they are each amazing and unique, and I love them so much it hurts sometimes when we are apart. And, God continues to bless me with more and more quality friendships. Not just aquaintances who I see now and then, or who I see all the time but ONLY have fun with, but rather, He blesses me with people who I can be close to, in matters of faith and love and all the rest. People I can trust, I can be vulnerable with, who can keep me accountable...AND we have fun!
Then there's the 3 who I can always come back to....
And the one I so often ignore, foolishly. My Jesus, my Saviour...who never leaves me or forsakes me, never lets me down. I am blessed beyond what I deserve...and yet my Father in heaven, the Creator of the Universe never stops giving and giving and giving to me.
I wonder if IKEA sells normal sleep patterns?
Then there's the 3 who I can always come back to....
And the one I so often ignore, foolishly. My Jesus, my Saviour...who never leaves me or forsakes me, never lets me down. I am blessed beyond what I deserve...and yet my Father in heaven, the Creator of the Universe never stops giving and giving and giving to me.
I wonder if IKEA sells normal sleep patterns?
5.9.02
What's the deal yo, yo?
Wow. Coldplay...we came, we saw, we stood stunned, talking to rock stars...watched in awe, tinged slightly green, as Andrew and Robbit were inside the theatre listening to the sound check...wow...
Then the show....no words about the opening band...and then...it came. Chris bounded onstage...Will, Jonnie, and Guy took their places too...and the....DUN DUN DUN DUN DUN DUN DUN DUN!!!! The power of Politik *kudos for Steve for calling it*
wow. There's not much else to say.
Wow. Coldplay...we came, we saw, we stood stunned, talking to rock stars...watched in awe, tinged slightly green, as Andrew and Robbit were inside the theatre listening to the sound check...wow...
Then the show....no words about the opening band...and then...it came. Chris bounded onstage...Will, Jonnie, and Guy took their places too...and the....DUN DUN DUN DUN DUN DUN DUN DUN!!!! The power of Politik *kudos for Steve for calling it*
wow. There's not much else to say.
4.9.02
Seattle...in a few hours...I'll be there...and a few hours later...I'll be in line at the Paramount...and a few hours later...I'll be inside...with COLDPLAY!!!!! *read in a sing-song manner*
And Mikael's coming back in 11 days.
"and I think to myself...what a wonderful world." ~Louis Armstrong and others.
And Mikael's coming back in 11 days.
"and I think to myself...what a wonderful world." ~Louis Armstrong and others.
3.9.02
IKEA
could the shopping for homewares experience get any better?
a warehouse size store with every bed, couch, chair, stool, cushion, blanket, comforter, duvet, kitchen cabinet, rack, utensil, bathroom mat, towel, shower curtain, garbage can and candle stick one could EVER imagine. In a billion amazing colours.
yes, it's true. Melinda is getting a new bed. *gasps with excitement*.
I am so stoked! And it's going to be a grown-up bed (ie a double rather than the top half of a bunk bed my sister and I began sharing when we were between 3 and 5 years old).
Oh, and today, I lost out an interview @ Michaels: the arts and crafts store because I'm going to Seattle on the 4th to see Coldplay. So, it better be the best stinkin' show I've ever seen....Gah!
"slow down, you're moving too fast. Frames can't catch you when you're moving like that."
~Jack Johnson....Brushfire Fairytales....wow.
could the shopping for homewares experience get any better?
a warehouse size store with every bed, couch, chair, stool, cushion, blanket, comforter, duvet, kitchen cabinet, rack, utensil, bathroom mat, towel, shower curtain, garbage can and candle stick one could EVER imagine. In a billion amazing colours.
yes, it's true. Melinda is getting a new bed. *gasps with excitement*.
I am so stoked! And it's going to be a grown-up bed (ie a double rather than the top half of a bunk bed my sister and I began sharing when we were between 3 and 5 years old).
Oh, and today, I lost out an interview @ Michaels: the arts and crafts store because I'm going to Seattle on the 4th to see Coldplay. So, it better be the best stinkin' show I've ever seen....Gah!
"slow down, you're moving too fast. Frames can't catch you when you're moving like that."
~Jack Johnson....Brushfire Fairytales....wow.
Didn't have a camera by my side this time
Hoping I would see the world with both my eyes
Maybe I will tell you all about it
When I'm in the mood
To lose my way
With words
...
You should have seen that sunrise
With your own eyes
It brought me back to life
You'll be with me next time I go outside
No more 3x5's
~John Mayer, 3x5
welcome to my blog.
Hoping I would see the world with both my eyes
Maybe I will tell you all about it
When I'm in the mood
To lose my way
With words
...
You should have seen that sunrise
With your own eyes
It brought me back to life
You'll be with me next time I go outside
No more 3x5's
~John Mayer, 3x5
welcome to my blog.
