Not knowing the answers to my questions about God is one of the the hardest things I've ever had to deal with.
Faith.
Oh Lord, give me courage to have faith. Amen.
Monday, March 29, 2010
Sunday, March 21, 2010
Love Never Fails
Lately I've been thinking a lot about love.
Not the kind of love that teen age girls are infamous for obsessing over. Rather, the love of Christ. More specifically, the purity of the love of Christ.
A love that is patient. A love that is kind. A love that does not envy; does not boast; and it is not proud. A love that is not rude, nor self-seeking; is not easily angered and keeps no record of wrongs. A love the does not delight in evil, but rejoices with the truth. A love that always protects, always trusts, always hopes and always perseveres. A love that never fails. (1 Cor 13:4-8)
This is the love. It is not founded on flirting glances, or silly games. You cannot buy it, and you cannot steal it. This love is born in adversity. This love is placed as a seed in every human's heart. Through darkness and light, struggles and successes this love grows. It is a love of intimacy. It knows you--and you will spend your whole life getting to know it. This is the love. We are proof of this love. And if we so choose, we are this love.
Not the kind of love that teen age girls are infamous for obsessing over. Rather, the love of Christ. More specifically, the purity of the love of Christ.
A love that is patient. A love that is kind. A love that does not envy; does not boast; and it is not proud. A love that is not rude, nor self-seeking; is not easily angered and keeps no record of wrongs. A love the does not delight in evil, but rejoices with the truth. A love that always protects, always trusts, always hopes and always perseveres. A love that never fails. (1 Cor 13:4-8)
This is the love. It is not founded on flirting glances, or silly games. You cannot buy it, and you cannot steal it. This love is born in adversity. This love is placed as a seed in every human's heart. Through darkness and light, struggles and successes this love grows. It is a love of intimacy. It knows you--and you will spend your whole life getting to know it. This is the love. We are proof of this love. And if we so choose, we are this love.
Saturday, March 13, 2010
Adam
On Friday and Monday I get to babysit Rita Hepper's little boy, Adam. Best two days of my week.
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
It's Just the Little Stuff
When Audge makes a joke about me and looks at mom--eyes twinkling, grinning to her ears--for confirmation that it was, indeed, a good one.
When we're all sitting at the table eating dinner and Will states, quite matter of factly, "It's so cool that God gave me a low voice."
When--after Ty, Kelsey and I were attacked by bees--I ran yelling into the water and suddenly collapsed because of my sprained ankle, Carrie came to my rescue saying, "We will RE-distribute your pack!"
When Will--who spent his whole day working like a beast on our tree fort the whole day, never stopping--hits his thumb with a hammer and spends the next forty-five minutes walking around the base of the tree saying, "Ooh. hey guys? Guys, I think I gotta go back. Does somebody want to come back with me? Hey guys, my thumb really hurts. Will someone come to the house with me, so I can pour cold water over this?"
When Audrey--who had just drank about 36 ounces of Dr Pepper--says she "doesn't have to go to the bathroom" during a rest stop on a long road trip and Carrie madly orders Jeremy, who is cleaning the garbage out of the car, to, "Keep that cup. Cuz Audrey's gonna have to pee in it."
When Tyler sits on the couch in his living room, looking dazedly off through the window, while trying to keep up a conversation, and says, "Yeah... You know, it's just good times, and... you know, it's just good livin'"
Ahhh... Those are the moments.
When we're all sitting at the table eating dinner and Will states, quite matter of factly, "It's so cool that God gave me a low voice."
When--after Ty, Kelsey and I were attacked by bees--I ran yelling into the water and suddenly collapsed because of my sprained ankle, Carrie came to my rescue saying, "We will RE-distribute your pack!"
When Will--who spent his whole day working like a beast on our tree fort the whole day, never stopping--hits his thumb with a hammer and spends the next forty-five minutes walking around the base of the tree saying, "Ooh. hey guys? Guys, I think I gotta go back. Does somebody want to come back with me? Hey guys, my thumb really hurts. Will someone come to the house with me, so I can pour cold water over this?"
When Audrey--who had just drank about 36 ounces of Dr Pepper--says she "doesn't have to go to the bathroom" during a rest stop on a long road trip and Carrie madly orders Jeremy, who is cleaning the garbage out of the car, to, "Keep that cup. Cuz Audrey's gonna have to pee in it."
When Tyler sits on the couch in his living room, looking dazedly off through the window, while trying to keep up a conversation, and says, "Yeah... You know, it's just good times, and... you know, it's just good livin'"
Ahhh... Those are the moments.
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
I Hate That I Love This
The trick to liking something is just this: being around it/eating it/watching it/seeing it etc. all the time.
The more you see a cheesy TV show, the more you find you like it for it's ridiculous episodes.
The more you're around a slightly annoying little kid, the more you find you enjoy their little comments.
The more you eat whatever food you particularly don't like, the more you'll develop a taste for it.
The more you're around that crazy person, the more you realize there's more to them, and you just might find it in you to like them.
Let me explain. You may hate that person/food/thing/show at the beginning, but in the process of spending all your time and energy on it, you somehow come to a place of endearment for it. It's bad qualities become so well known that you come to love it because of those qualities.
Strange, but true nonetheless.
The more you see a cheesy TV show, the more you find you like it for it's ridiculous episodes.
The more you're around a slightly annoying little kid, the more you find you enjoy their little comments.
The more you eat whatever food you particularly don't like, the more you'll develop a taste for it.
The more you're around that crazy person, the more you realize there's more to them, and you just might find it in you to like them.
Let me explain. You may hate that person/food/thing/show at the beginning, but in the process of spending all your time and energy on it, you somehow come to a place of endearment for it. It's bad qualities become so well known that you come to love it because of those qualities.
Strange, but true nonetheless.
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
Monday, March 1, 2010
Fact:
Elbows are ugly.
Why: Because they are usually dirty. Also, because they are at the bending/breaking point in the arm, and the skin around the joint gets stretched, creating an unattractive bunching when elbow is not in use.
Reason for extra ugliness: the constant banging, scratching, bumping, bruising and and dirtying of the pointed joint.
Note of sympathy: I grieve for the poor elbow. It's the first to save you from a fall, the most likely to bruise and scratch itself, and is labeled one of the most hideous parts of the body.
Dear Elbow,
Thank you for sacrificing yourself for my face. I don't know what I'd do without you.
Love,
Ellie
Why: Because they are usually dirty. Also, because they are at the bending/breaking point in the arm, and the skin around the joint gets stretched, creating an unattractive bunching when elbow is not in use.
Reason for extra ugliness: the constant banging, scratching, bumping, bruising and and dirtying of the pointed joint.
Note of sympathy: I grieve for the poor elbow. It's the first to save you from a fall, the most likely to bruise and scratch itself, and is labeled one of the most hideous parts of the body.
Dear Elbow,
Thank you for sacrificing yourself for my face. I don't know what I'd do without you.
Love,
Ellie
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