yesterday i had to say six goodbyes (eight if you count the repeats) to our grads. today i had to say yet another one. my heart just felt heavier and heavier after each successive goodbye. it was like compounding interest, but in this case compounding sadness. why feel sad you ask? they're the ones leaving, not you. yeah, but i'm the one being left behind. it's like watching your older brothers and sisters go off to university without you and leaving you alone at home.
To The Grads
and that's exactly what you grads were and are; brothers and sisters. you weren't just your average run of the mill friends. you weren't even just good friends. you were more than that. you were the siblings that i never had. the siblings that i've always wanted. the siblings that God has blessed me with through my relationship with Christ.
i was totally intimidated and terrified by all of you when i first met you gals and guys because you were and still are the "cool older kids", but you welcomed me into the crusade community with open arms and you became my family. thank you. :)
gals you were the older, wiser sisters that listened and sympathized when i was going through tough times. so many times you lent an listening ear. you gave hugs, squeezed my hands, and prayed for me. you gave great advice. you were the ones i had girl talks with, dressed up with, and had dance parties with.
guys you were the older, wise(crack) brothers that joked, teased, and annoyed. :D but you also looked out for me and not just in terms of flying balls that were heading for me. you were encouraging in sports, in ministry, and in life. my brothas from anotha motha.
all together you guys and gals were the ones that i admired,looked up to, and followed. you all set excellent examples of godliness for me and everyone else to emulate. your passion for and dedication to the Lord were evident and contagious. you guys held down the fort through the thick and thin. you've been faithful and courageous through all the campaigns and perhaps something even harder...the monotony of everyday life. but then again it was never that monotonous with you guys and gals around. all of you have your own unique, hilarious, sometimes...a bit insane sense of humour and wit. i have the utmost respect for every one of you.
we've had some unforgetful times together:
I Agree With Graydon
Euchre Tourneys (despite the cheating and fisher winning almost every time :P)
Porn Nation
Pranks (chickens, peanut butter, door numbers, evergeen trees, etc...)
Ravi (pronounced with a lisp)
Projects ("these are fajitas?"/ "i think...maybe")
Summit
Winter Conference (the short shorts were somewhat traumatizing)
Halloween Parties
Movie Nights At Someone's House
A&W + Movie Nights
East Side's
Sardines
Pep Rallies
Intramurals (back two! front one! spread!)
BBQ's
Sports Games
Games Nights
Random Times at the Stairs and in the Club's Office
and the list can go on and on...
you were all here since my beginning. you've all impacted my life in some way, shape, or form. you've definitely left a legacy here at Guelph. but now it's just going to be plain weird without you grads here. i can't imagine sitting at the stairs or in the clubs' office without ever seeing you guys in there again with your books and bags. the lack of your presence will be keenly felt. you're all going to be sorely missed. you peeps mean a lot to me. we've had some great times, but things are going to be SO different now. that's why goodbyes are so hard because it's never ever going to be the same again. ay there's the rub.
i'm so proud of all of you, and so excited to see where God's going to take you. i love you all and i'm going to miss every single one of y'all. i'll be praying for you. God Bless!
Wednesday, April 26, 2006
Tuesday, April 25, 2006
out of the heart the fingers type
does God care about our blogs? emails? instant messages? facebook? what does God think about them? what does our blogs, emails, instant messages, and online persona reflect about us and our hearts as Christians? it's about an hour long, but i highly recommend Out of the Heart of the Fingers Type. it's very convicting. heh. especially the part about wise usage of time. i can definitely relate to that guy JJ's testimony. i spent way too much time in the blogosphere. luckily going on project automatically means a hiatus away from the internet community, but things will have to change once september rolls around too.
inflatable furniture
it is in my opinion that it would be practical and wise for me as a single woman to invest in inflatable furniture. ones that you can blow up and deflate within minutes. ones that don't require heavy lifting. ones that are brightly coloured in shades of neon pink, orange, and green...perhaps with huge white daisies attached as well. ones that i can move by myself! really all this wood stuff is overrated.
ok all joking aside, this moving business has made me realize some things. one, that it actually isn't that bad of an idea to buy furniture that collapse, fold easily, and are light. i'm thinking aluminum. ikea comes to mind, but boooy their stuff is BRUTAL when it comes to assembly. you need like a translator for those instructions. they make no sense whatsoever! i'm really thankful for the bed that i have because you can take it apart and put it together in minutes very easily. it makes it lighter to move even though it is wood. no complicated "insert B2 into C2, attach H, Z, and J to P, K, L. oh and that black 'useless' piece of plastic that you just threw out? that was 'H'". doh!
two, that i am practically grown up! i was throwing a pity party for yours truly thinking "oh maannn, i don't have my parents to help me moooooove and other kiids dooooo. life in general should just cut me some slack and throw me a bone. woe is meeeeeeeeeeeee." then it hit, "hello? what do you think living on your own and being grown up means, exactly? this is it. suck it up buttercup." helllooooo life.
there were quite a few times this morning when i wished i was a big guy with huge guns with a huge pickup truck so i could move myself easily. but i don't really want to be a man. that was just pride i think. i take pride in my own self-sufficiency and i don't like being dependent on other people. but God doesn't like anything "self-[insert something here]" in our lives. so here we go another stripping of the ol' pride.
funny though how it'd be ok if my parents were to help me move, but not if i have to ask friends because it would be "ma fan" (inconvenient/troublesome/etc) for them whereas with the parentals it's "expected". man i take my parents for granted way too much.
ok all joking aside, this moving business has made me realize some things. one, that it actually isn't that bad of an idea to buy furniture that collapse, fold easily, and are light. i'm thinking aluminum. ikea comes to mind, but boooy their stuff is BRUTAL when it comes to assembly. you need like a translator for those instructions. they make no sense whatsoever! i'm really thankful for the bed that i have because you can take it apart and put it together in minutes very easily. it makes it lighter to move even though it is wood. no complicated "insert B2 into C2, attach H, Z, and J to P, K, L. oh and that black 'useless' piece of plastic that you just threw out? that was 'H'". doh!
two, that i am practically grown up! i was throwing a pity party for yours truly thinking "oh maannn, i don't have my parents to help me moooooove and other kiids dooooo. life in general should just cut me some slack and throw me a bone. woe is meeeeeeeeeeeee." then it hit, "hello? what do you think living on your own and being grown up means, exactly? this is it. suck it up buttercup." helllooooo life.
there were quite a few times this morning when i wished i was a big guy with huge guns with a huge pickup truck so i could move myself easily. but i don't really want to be a man. that was just pride i think. i take pride in my own self-sufficiency and i don't like being dependent on other people. but God doesn't like anything "self-[insert something here]" in our lives. so here we go another stripping of the ol' pride.
funny though how it'd be ok if my parents were to help me move, but not if i have to ask friends because it would be "ma fan" (inconvenient/troublesome/etc) for them whereas with the parentals it's "expected". man i take my parents for granted way too much.
Monday, April 24, 2006
i'm a turkey
stick a fork in me cuz i'm DONE like a turkey baby. cowtown here i come! w000t!!!!! i am soo jubilant right now it's not even funny. third year is over. one more year left.
yet that also leaves a cloud hanging over my head too. times are a-changing. what can i do? you'd think with all the changes (tumultuous and smooth) that i've been through in my life that i'd be ok with change now.
it's bittersweet. smile.
yet that also leaves a cloud hanging over my head too. times are a-changing. what can i do? you'd think with all the changes (tumultuous and smooth) that i've been through in my life that i'd be ok with change now.
it's bittersweet. smile.
Sunday, April 23, 2006
milestone
tonight i went to my very first bachelorette party.
pause.
wow. still letting that sink in. bachelorette party. my friend's getting married. lauren is getting married. yiiiiikes. another milestone on this journey we call life. i'm growing up, but i don't feel like it. i still feel very much like a girl...but with more freedom.
it was fun, lauren was GORGEOUS, and i'll stop at that. no secrets shall be divulged. :) i'm glad that i'm a girl. mhmm-hmmm! i was really struck with how fleeting this season of life is. sooner or later everyone will be married off and busy with their families. with babies and diapers it won't be that easy to get together on a whim and just party. there will be responsibilities and...commitments. even if we don't all get married, we're not going to be getting any younger that's for sure. the day will come when we'll be going to bed @ 9:00pm because we just can't physically cut late nights anymore. we won't be young forever.
wherever i am, i need to be all there, and cherish every moment.
pause.
wow. still letting that sink in. bachelorette party. my friend's getting married. lauren is getting married. yiiiiikes. another milestone on this journey we call life. i'm growing up, but i don't feel like it. i still feel very much like a girl...but with more freedom.
it was fun, lauren was GORGEOUS, and i'll stop at that. no secrets shall be divulged. :) i'm glad that i'm a girl. mhmm-hmmm! i was really struck with how fleeting this season of life is. sooner or later everyone will be married off and busy with their families. with babies and diapers it won't be that easy to get together on a whim and just party. there will be responsibilities and...commitments. even if we don't all get married, we're not going to be getting any younger that's for sure. the day will come when we'll be going to bed @ 9:00pm because we just can't physically cut late nights anymore. we won't be young forever.
wherever i am, i need to be all there, and cherish every moment.
Saturday, April 22, 2006
a raving lunatic
i realize that i must look like a raving lunatic laughing at blog comments and msn messages, or conjugating spanish verbs while talking a washroom break at the libs.
estuve, estuviste, estuvo, estuvimos, estuvieron, estuvieron...
i just want school to be done and over with. i wanna go home and write a book review on the post cards of corinth. i can post on not one, but TWO blogs now. check out like sparknotes for your Christian walk a blog for book reviews and discussion, started by, to use josh rob's words "my charming and brilliant peers" amac, lydders, and josh rob himself.
estuve, estuviste, estuvo, estuvimos, estuvieron, estuvieron...
i just want school to be done and over with. i wanna go home and write a book review on the post cards of corinth. i can post on not one, but TWO blogs now. check out like sparknotes for your Christian walk a blog for book reviews and discussion, started by, to use josh rob's words "my charming and brilliant peers" amac, lydders, and josh rob himself.
the inerrancy of the Bible
with the hubbub surrounding the release of the movie the Da Vinci Code, biblical inerrancy is definitely something that has been on my mind. there's a lot that i don't know, and that kinda scares me. i like having all the answers. i suppose that's one reason why i was intentionally boycotting the whole Da Vinci Code phenomenom. i didn't want to open a can of worms that i couldn't handle. but after getting an update about how Campus Crusade for Christ was going to ride the media wave of this movie and use it to share the gospel, my mind was changed. this is a great opportunity to engage people in spiritual discussions, but i digress.
i've been reading sangi's dialogue with his friend about biblical inerrancy. i haven't fully reached a conclusion yet, but i do agree with them that biblical inerrancy isn't something that's left for the the academics to 'squabble over'. it's something for the average christian to think about as well. after all it's the foundation of our faith. but the Washington Post biography of the author bart erhmann really shakes me up. evangelist gone agnostic after studying the inerrancy of the Bible.
but if the Bible and therefore the gospels were made up by a bunch of unschooled, poor, crude smorgasbord of men ranging from fishermen to tax collectors why would they amongst many others be willing to die tortuous deaths for a LIE? and how would these first century uneducated country bumpkins with the exception of the apostle paul "make up" a religion that could radically change an entire person? i'm talking about the 180 degree changes in former murders and former criminals. i'm talking about the psychological and emotional healings of horribly abused people. i'm talking about the ability to forgive and to love a nazi officer that held you captive at concentration camp.....
yet why is it that radical, fundamentalist, "gung-ho", evangelical christians like erhmann and templeton can lose their faith? a part of me wonders "could this be me"? it's interesting how they both have cited the troubles of the third world (i.e. masses of people dying) as playing a part in losing their belief in a caring God.
i study the troubles of the third world day in, day out. has something been lost on me? but it seems to me that the problems of the third world just proves the depravity of men and the need for a Saviour even more.
humanly the problem of world hunger can be solved. we have enough food to feed the entire world a few times over, but do we? no. why? because of political agendas. of both developing and developed countries. translation? self-interest/selfishness. it's the same story with HIV/AIDS, malaria, and everything else you can think of. the problem can be solved, but it's not because of some party's selfish ambition. for example there could be a cure for malaria, but pharmceutical companies don't put the effort and the resources into finding one because there's no profit to be made from the anti- malaria market. it makes me want to cry, but deep down this same selfishness resides in everyone of us.
i've been reading sangi's dialogue with his friend about biblical inerrancy. i haven't fully reached a conclusion yet, but i do agree with them that biblical inerrancy isn't something that's left for the the academics to 'squabble over'. it's something for the average christian to think about as well. after all it's the foundation of our faith. but the Washington Post biography of the author bart erhmann really shakes me up. evangelist gone agnostic after studying the inerrancy of the Bible.
but if the Bible and therefore the gospels were made up by a bunch of unschooled, poor, crude smorgasbord of men ranging from fishermen to tax collectors why would they amongst many others be willing to die tortuous deaths for a LIE? and how would these first century uneducated country bumpkins with the exception of the apostle paul "make up" a religion that could radically change an entire person? i'm talking about the 180 degree changes in former murders and former criminals. i'm talking about the psychological and emotional healings of horribly abused people. i'm talking about the ability to forgive and to love a nazi officer that held you captive at concentration camp.....
yet why is it that radical, fundamentalist, "gung-ho", evangelical christians like erhmann and templeton can lose their faith? a part of me wonders "could this be me"? it's interesting how they both have cited the troubles of the third world (i.e. masses of people dying) as playing a part in losing their belief in a caring God.
i study the troubles of the third world day in, day out. has something been lost on me? but it seems to me that the problems of the third world just proves the depravity of men and the need for a Saviour even more.
humanly the problem of world hunger can be solved. we have enough food to feed the entire world a few times over, but do we? no. why? because of political agendas. of both developing and developed countries. translation? self-interest/selfishness. it's the same story with HIV/AIDS, malaria, and everything else you can think of. the problem can be solved, but it's not because of some party's selfish ambition. for example there could be a cure for malaria, but pharmceutical companies don't put the effort and the resources into finding one because there's no profit to be made from the anti- malaria market. it makes me want to cry, but deep down this same selfishness resides in everyone of us.
Thursday, April 20, 2006
moving limbo
i hate this horrendous mess that is my room as the result of packing. things are in limbo because they don't have a place anymore and i don't have boxes to pack them yet. it's either that or i can't pack them yet because i'm not moving for another six days and i need them. i hate "moving limbo". things are so ma fan. i just can't stand mess. it drives me cuckoo, which is weird because three years ago when i lived at home i was living in clothes 6 feet deep with paper on my desk 3 feet high. you couldn't see anything. now it's just driving me up the wall...so much that i have to blog about it.
the fantastic five
inspired by kirsten's blog, well..actually copying, inspired is just a better sounding word- here's the five books that have made the cut and are acompanying me on my adventure out west to cowtown.
the fantastic five
mere christianity by c.s. lewis
questioning evangelism by randy newman
money, possessions, and eternity by randy alcorn
postcards from corinth by rick james with betty churchhill
not even a hint by joshua harris
i can't wait. april is like "project season" when you're all revved and ramped for project. i was going to say OEX...but i'm not going on OEX this year. sorta sad. i was getting a bit nostalgic this morning remembering orientation in vancity, the annual near death landings in the capital, the street meat (and mushrooms), the bang bang chicken, the hazy skies, the rank smells, the culture shock.....at least that project's easier to pack for. hahaha i think i rather prefer the relational evangelism on OEX as opposed to the randoms on panama. but then panama was only a week. apples and oranges. it'd be fun to lead an OEX team.
on another note one of girl talk's back posts was on the habits of an effective woman. one of the habits was getting up early to have enough time to have a QT and prepare to serve the family. they called it the 5:00am club. the strategy is to set the alarm clock at five leaving the clock across the room, get up immediately once it goes off, and head straight to the coffee pot. apparently only the first 15 minutes are miserable then you'd have a productive day. so i thought i'd give it a go since i have so much to do before calgs.
i figured since i'm a single uni student with only my own hunger pangs to look after i can allow myself a few extra hours to snooze so i set my alarm for 7:00. (oh the joys of being single! w00t~) i ended waking up @ 7:30. five and a half hours later @ 2:00pm i've had two cups of joe, am tired, and cannot nap because of jittery nerves. since it's only day one i'll hold off on the verdict. it was nice to enjoy the morning air, but i don't know if crashing @ 2pm in the afternoon is worth it. but then maybe if i sleep earlier than 1:30 tonight...to be determined...
~o0o*edit*o0o~
hmm..managed to nap for an hour after all. this could potentially work.
the fantastic five
mere christianity by c.s. lewis
questioning evangelism by randy newman
money, possessions, and eternity by randy alcorn
postcards from corinth by rick james with betty churchhill
not even a hint by joshua harris
i can't wait. april is like "project season" when you're all revved and ramped for project. i was going to say OEX...but i'm not going on OEX this year. sorta sad. i was getting a bit nostalgic this morning remembering orientation in vancity, the annual near death landings in the capital, the street meat (and mushrooms), the bang bang chicken, the hazy skies, the rank smells, the culture shock.....at least that project's easier to pack for. hahaha i think i rather prefer the relational evangelism on OEX as opposed to the randoms on panama. but then panama was only a week. apples and oranges. it'd be fun to lead an OEX team.
on another note one of girl talk's back posts was on the habits of an effective woman. one of the habits was getting up early to have enough time to have a QT and prepare to serve the family. they called it the 5:00am club. the strategy is to set the alarm clock at five leaving the clock across the room, get up immediately once it goes off, and head straight to the coffee pot. apparently only the first 15 minutes are miserable then you'd have a productive day. so i thought i'd give it a go since i have so much to do before calgs.
i figured since i'm a single uni student with only my own hunger pangs to look after i can allow myself a few extra hours to snooze so i set my alarm for 7:00. (oh the joys of being single! w00t~) i ended waking up @ 7:30. five and a half hours later @ 2:00pm i've had two cups of joe, am tired, and cannot nap because of jittery nerves. since it's only day one i'll hold off on the verdict. it was nice to enjoy the morning air, but i don't know if crashing @ 2pm in the afternoon is worth it. but then maybe if i sleep earlier than 1:30 tonight...to be determined...
~o0o*edit*o0o~
hmm..managed to nap for an hour after all. this could potentially work.
Wednesday, April 19, 2006
great times all around
i love this time of the year. the weather's perking up and things are winding down. everything's a breeze. (pun intended) today i got my G license. no more road tests until i'm 80. w00t! thank You Lord! w00t~ i wonder how i would have took it if i had failed.... it was weird because there were two dudes in my car. one was examining me, and the other one was examining him. so my examiner was being examined while testing me. huh, go figure.
then i got my calgary flight changed to the 27th from the 1st for only $70 instead of the horrendous $135-200 fee that i would have had to pay for the weekend. the one time i don't read something carefully...but hey at least i'll be there for the opening banquet. this puts a bit more pressure on me though so i've started packing already. leaving in nine days. NINE. insanity. i'll be moving the night of the 26th and booting it to the airport @ 5 in the morning on the 27th. yiiikes. can we say "coffee"?
then to finish off the day i went to a BBQ (best time for a BBQ) hosted by the loverly Beth Fisher and family. it was fun times. great food, great company, and some greaaat soccer playing despite a soccer ball to the face. no worries ladies and gents my features are still intact. it only hit me on the cheek, but it's still smarting though. hrm...balls seem to be attracted to my face. i remember when we use to play beach volleyball in the summer, i would always get hit in the face by a serve without fail. i think that's why i was always scared of playing sports when i was a kid. but i digress.
it was a beautiful evening as we played on a lush green, open field with the sunset as a backdrop. it was one of those "it's GREAT to be alive and young!" moments. i was just trying to drink it in. here we are at the prime of our young lives with no responsibilities, no worries, absolute freedom and our entire lives ahead of us, just enjoying life. it was a beautiful moment. i couldn't thank God enough for it. i think David Crowder says it the best: "how could You be so good to me"?
then i got my calgary flight changed to the 27th from the 1st for only $70 instead of the horrendous $135-200 fee that i would have had to pay for the weekend. the one time i don't read something carefully...but hey at least i'll be there for the opening banquet. this puts a bit more pressure on me though so i've started packing already. leaving in nine days. NINE. insanity. i'll be moving the night of the 26th and booting it to the airport @ 5 in the morning on the 27th. yiiikes. can we say "coffee"?
then to finish off the day i went to a BBQ (best time for a BBQ) hosted by the loverly Beth Fisher and family. it was fun times. great food, great company, and some greaaat soccer playing despite a soccer ball to the face. no worries ladies and gents my features are still intact. it only hit me on the cheek, but it's still smarting though. hrm...balls seem to be attracted to my face. i remember when we use to play beach volleyball in the summer, i would always get hit in the face by a serve without fail. i think that's why i was always scared of playing sports when i was a kid. but i digress.
it was a beautiful evening as we played on a lush green, open field with the sunset as a backdrop. it was one of those "it's GREAT to be alive and young!" moments. i was just trying to drink it in. here we are at the prime of our young lives with no responsibilities, no worries, absolute freedom and our entire lives ahead of us, just enjoying life. it was a beautiful moment. i couldn't thank God enough for it. i think David Crowder says it the best: "how could You be so good to me"?
Monday, April 17, 2006
roll with the punches
i think today i might have failed my first university final. it's true that you reap what you sow, and with stats i'm afraid that i didn't sow much. if i did fail the exam then that means i also failed my first university course. that possibility still stings my pride a little, but more than that it throws all of my course plans out of whack...and maybe my graduation plans too. scary. but what's done is done. i can either let it go or worry about it. so i decided to let it go because worrying's not a happy option.
then as i was browsing through the archives of Girl Talk i came upon a quote from C.S. Lewis:
"The great thing, if one can, is to stop regarding all the unpleasant things as interruptions of one's 'own', or 'real' life. The truth is of course that what one calls the interruptions are precisely one's real life- the life God is sending one day by day; what one calls one's 'real life' is a phantom of one's own imagination. This at least is what I see at moments of insight: but it's hard to remember it all the time."
how very true. along the same lines it reminds me not to put my life into a box. i.e. by this age i'm suppose to graduate, get married, have kids...etc 'real life' is not a figment of my imagination, but what God sends. each life is unique so i cannot compare myself to other people. i.e. so and so went to this school, got this degree, have this career, married this kind of person.
many a times i've "imagined" a life for myself, only to have to eat my words. (but in a good way!) never wanted to go to U of G. never ever wanted a B.A. never ever ever wanted to be a missionary. where am i now? U of G, getting a B.A., with the one dream of joining staff with Crusade and absolutely loving it. hahaha so i'm kind of wary of being adamant about things now especially the major life decisions. what did i say before? never joining canadian staff. and even if i did, never going to B.C. never marrying an azn guy. never marrying someone who's not at least 6 inches taller. for the record i'm retracting all of those statements...riiiighhhht NOW. never say never.
life's what God sends. anything's possible. i'll just roll with the punches.
then as i was browsing through the archives of Girl Talk i came upon a quote from C.S. Lewis:
"The great thing, if one can, is to stop regarding all the unpleasant things as interruptions of one's 'own', or 'real' life. The truth is of course that what one calls the interruptions are precisely one's real life- the life God is sending one day by day; what one calls one's 'real life' is a phantom of one's own imagination. This at least is what I see at moments of insight: but it's hard to remember it all the time."
how very true. along the same lines it reminds me not to put my life into a box. i.e. by this age i'm suppose to graduate, get married, have kids...etc 'real life' is not a figment of my imagination, but what God sends. each life is unique so i cannot compare myself to other people. i.e. so and so went to this school, got this degree, have this career, married this kind of person.
many a times i've "imagined" a life for myself, only to have to eat my words. (but in a good way!) never wanted to go to U of G. never ever wanted a B.A. never ever ever wanted to be a missionary. where am i now? U of G, getting a B.A., with the one dream of joining staff with Crusade and absolutely loving it. hahaha so i'm kind of wary of being adamant about things now especially the major life decisions. what did i say before? never joining canadian staff. and even if i did, never going to B.C. never marrying an azn guy. never marrying someone who's not at least 6 inches taller. for the record i'm retracting all of those statements...riiiighhhht NOW. never say never.
life's what God sends. anything's possible. i'll just roll with the punches.
Sunday, April 16, 2006
shelly needs
i got this idea from beth fisher. google your first name and "needs" to see what pops up. i googled "shelly needs" and i got...
~shelly needs a room
~shelley *notice the misspelled name*, the hyperactive turtle (special needs collection)
~shelly needs to urinate ......umm...ok..who blogs this?!
~dr. rubel shelly needs to give up his salary and go out as an evangelist...
~shelly needs to be interested in someone her own age. shelly needs additional corrective surgery that her insurance only partly covers. hahaha...oh gee..these two were part of the same result.
~shelly needs her spirits lifted, and sponsoring a student in the academic challenge seems the answer
how very interesting...
~shelly needs a room
~shelley *notice the misspelled name*, the hyperactive turtle (special needs collection)
~shelly needs to urinate ......umm...ok..who blogs this?!
~dr. rubel shelly needs to give up his salary and go out as an evangelist...
~shelly needs to be interested in someone her own age. shelly needs additional corrective surgery that her insurance only partly covers. hahaha...oh gee..these two were part of the same result.
~shelly needs her spirits lifted, and sponsoring a student in the academic challenge seems the answer
how very interesting...
Thursday, April 13, 2006
picture perfect
today was just a lovely day. it was picture perfect.
i woke up at 5:30am to a dark royal blue sky. showered and then cooked myself a big breakfast [oj, sausages, eggs over hard, bacon, and a plum] to fuel the brain cells for my 8:30am exam. then i hopped on the 6:50am bus to school. arrived at a very empty library. such a nice feeling when there's barely no one around and i've got my pick of any of the computers, tables, and cubicles. such choice! hahaha it's like a buffet, but not really. checked my email and blogrolled for 15 minutes. then i went and reviewed for an hour.
the exam went well despite the fact that it was econ math. thanks to all those who prayed for "brilliance and perseverance" in my studies. hehehe. [i wonder what people thought when they saw that on my calgary support letter???] there was nothing that was a surprise. everything was expected. in other words a very fair exam, for which i am grateful.
ran into gbakes and trev-dawg at the grey carpeted stairs so i chilled and chatted for a bit, and then went on my merry way. i put on the ipod and sauntered my way home with a few jigs here and there depending on the song. [beth fisher caught me walking/dancing outside of staples. i can't deny it.] made a few pitstops at the biology house, the bank, pizza hut, [to check the time for the 2nd annual buffet lunch. it's next friday!] and the post office.
when i got home i settled down in the dining room with five people you meet in heaven [good, interesting, and easy read. highly recommend it. thanks jena!] and a tub of my favourite m&m's peanut butter chocolate ice cream. read for an hour or so and then did some admin stuff and chores. had a nice lunch of salad and sausages.
afterwards i headed off to a six on six baseball game. i was a bit hesitant at first because i haven't played softball in two years and when i played i could barely throw, but i was getting stir crazy. anything to do with the outside was good enough for me. as it turned out i was pleasantly surprised by my "skills". i made a few good hits, and i could throw decently...for a girl. i love that "ping" sound when the ball's hit the sweet spot on the bat except...when it's a pop-up fly. i've never enjoyed baseball/softball so much.
it was great to be outdoors standing on the emerald green grass and underneath the sapphire blue sky with the big, white, fluffy clouds. i felt so blessed to be able to be there and play ball with my brothers and sisters. every day the people at cru are becoming more like family. it's a great feeling because i've always wanted siblings. i was just soaking it in literally.
later after the game finished i took myself window shopping at the mall. ran into amy there and we bucked up our courage to go to the cult [the women's gym] to cancel my membership and suspend hers. i was lucky in that they didn't try to rope me in again. then we parted our ways. she went for a workout, i went for some stores.
this season's clothes are soo gorgeous. i love the "classic look" because it's classy and the clothes aren't trashy. modesty is apparently back in. after a few clothing stores i went to my "haven"
Chapters. mhmm....new book smell. so good. browsed through the new books and read some manga.
i left chapters and went to DQ for a dipped ice cream cone and headed over to the guelph libs. there was an old books "smell". yuck. remember my partiality towards historical fiction? well i found "the princes of ireland" and "the many lives and secret sorrows of josephine b.. i also got "the broker" by grisham. not historical fiction, but it was on a bestseller list. not that bestseller lists are always an idicator of excellent books as proved by the fact that the shopoholics books were on there. they're light reads, but not literary works of art, but i suppose grisham books aren't either.
so now i'm back home, happily blogging away, but the day's not over. in a bit i'll be heading off to my discipleship group's sleepover! i'm so excited! it's a night of girl talk, chick flicks, and junk food galore. but before that we're going to go to sears to get a family portrait. EXCITING.
oh and to top off the day when i got home i got a pretty envelope with a card of encouragement and support in it from lauren! plus trev gave me a support check this morning. what a wonderful day! :)
THANK YOU LORD. MMHMMMM-HMMM!
i woke up at 5:30am to a dark royal blue sky. showered and then cooked myself a big breakfast [oj, sausages, eggs over hard, bacon, and a plum] to fuel the brain cells for my 8:30am exam. then i hopped on the 6:50am bus to school. arrived at a very empty library. such a nice feeling when there's barely no one around and i've got my pick of any of the computers, tables, and cubicles. such choice! hahaha it's like a buffet, but not really. checked my email and blogrolled for 15 minutes. then i went and reviewed for an hour.
the exam went well despite the fact that it was econ math. thanks to all those who prayed for "brilliance and perseverance" in my studies. hehehe. [i wonder what people thought when they saw that on my calgary support letter???] there was nothing that was a surprise. everything was expected. in other words a very fair exam, for which i am grateful.
ran into gbakes and trev-dawg at the grey carpeted stairs so i chilled and chatted for a bit, and then went on my merry way. i put on the ipod and sauntered my way home with a few jigs here and there depending on the song. [beth fisher caught me walking/dancing outside of staples. i can't deny it.] made a few pitstops at the biology house, the bank, pizza hut, [to check the time for the 2nd annual buffet lunch. it's next friday!] and the post office.
when i got home i settled down in the dining room with five people you meet in heaven [good, interesting, and easy read. highly recommend it. thanks jena!] and a tub of my favourite m&m's peanut butter chocolate ice cream. read for an hour or so and then did some admin stuff and chores. had a nice lunch of salad and sausages.
afterwards i headed off to a six on six baseball game. i was a bit hesitant at first because i haven't played softball in two years and when i played i could barely throw, but i was getting stir crazy. anything to do with the outside was good enough for me. as it turned out i was pleasantly surprised by my "skills". i made a few good hits, and i could throw decently...for a girl. i love that "ping" sound when the ball's hit the sweet spot on the bat except...when it's a pop-up fly. i've never enjoyed baseball/softball so much.
it was great to be outdoors standing on the emerald green grass and underneath the sapphire blue sky with the big, white, fluffy clouds. i felt so blessed to be able to be there and play ball with my brothers and sisters. every day the people at cru are becoming more like family. it's a great feeling because i've always wanted siblings. i was just soaking it in literally.
later after the game finished i took myself window shopping at the mall. ran into amy there and we bucked up our courage to go to the cult [the women's gym] to cancel my membership and suspend hers. i was lucky in that they didn't try to rope me in again. then we parted our ways. she went for a workout, i went for some stores.
this season's clothes are soo gorgeous. i love the "classic look" because it's classy and the clothes aren't trashy. modesty is apparently back in. after a few clothing stores i went to my "haven"
Chapters. mhmm....new book smell. so good. browsed through the new books and read some manga.
i left chapters and went to DQ for a dipped ice cream cone and headed over to the guelph libs. there was an old books "smell". yuck. remember my partiality towards historical fiction? well i found "the princes of ireland" and "the many lives and secret sorrows of josephine b.. i also got "the broker" by grisham. not historical fiction, but it was on a bestseller list. not that bestseller lists are always an idicator of excellent books as proved by the fact that the shopoholics books were on there. they're light reads, but not literary works of art, but i suppose grisham books aren't either.
so now i'm back home, happily blogging away, but the day's not over. in a bit i'll be heading off to my discipleship group's sleepover! i'm so excited! it's a night of girl talk, chick flicks, and junk food galore. but before that we're going to go to sears to get a family portrait. EXCITING.
oh and to top off the day when i got home i got a pretty envelope with a card of encouragement and support in it from lauren! plus trev gave me a support check this morning. what a wonderful day! :)
THANK YOU LORD. MMHMMMM-HMMM!
Tuesday, April 11, 2006
what's so amazing about grace?
a lot.
in the middle of march i was struck by how ungracious i am overall. i wasn't quick to extend grace to others nor was i quick to accept grace from God nor did i realize how immensely gracious God was to me nor did i understand how much i needed His grace nor did i grasp just how sufficient His grace is. so i prayed to be more gracious. that should be added to the list of scary prayers.
the past two going on three weeks have taught me about all about grace. about giving it, receiving it, realizing how much i need it, how much God has given it, and how sufficient it is. it's been rough, but it's been worth it. tonight to top it off i really learned just how amazing grace is. i think as a Christian, i've started to take grace for granted and it just became "meh", expected, and the 'norm'. except it's not the norm. it's far far far away from the norm of the world. the world is not gracious. at all.
something happened. i was at fault.
i was expecting grace, but the world is not gracious. it needs grace, and we are the vessels of it as hard as it might be.
in the middle of march i was struck by how ungracious i am overall. i wasn't quick to extend grace to others nor was i quick to accept grace from God nor did i realize how immensely gracious God was to me nor did i understand how much i needed His grace nor did i grasp just how sufficient His grace is. so i prayed to be more gracious. that should be added to the list of scary prayers.
the past two going on three weeks have taught me about all about grace. about giving it, receiving it, realizing how much i need it, how much God has given it, and how sufficient it is. it's been rough, but it's been worth it. tonight to top it off i really learned just how amazing grace is. i think as a Christian, i've started to take grace for granted and it just became "meh", expected, and the 'norm'. except it's not the norm. it's far far far away from the norm of the world. the world is not gracious. at all.
something happened. i was at fault.
i was expecting grace, but the world is not gracious. it needs grace, and we are the vessels of it as hard as it might be.
Monday, April 10, 2006
fun house moments
it was the end of a study day. we were all sitting around the dining room table bumming together. a rare moment for me as i'm never home. i was eating peanut butter and chocolate ice cream.
elaine: "you ask her."
stacey: "no you ask her."
pause
i looked up and thought it was about bills or something.
elaine: "so who are the tulips in your room from?"
i smiled and smirked and toyed with the idea of fabricating some unbelievable story, but in the end the truth came out. the tulips were a thank you from jen, and the others were leftover centrepieces from the banquet. it was a fun bonding moment. haha oh girls, if i had hooked up with someone the house would have been filled with squeals of delight and excitement. nevertheless flowers are always beautiful and uplifting. they are a sweet and much needed reminder of God's love and grace.
Sunday, April 09, 2006
"a Reflection"...
our end of the year banquet was a sweet success.
it was a night of reflection as we looked back on the year and remembered what God has done on our campus and in our lives through outreaches, discipleship groups, our grads, and our staff. it was both a celebration and a farewell. both an end to an era and the start of a new one for everyone.
i was so surprised by how smoothly everything went, and the fact that we actually stayed on time. sometimes we were even early, much to my chagrin. i was still sitting in the lobby madly scribbling thank you cards in my regular clothes when the bus pulled up to the front doors of Calvary Baptist. my heart just about dropped then. i was caught off my guard.
it was such an amazing feeling of accomplishment to see everything come together after two months of planning with jill and hours upon hours of preparation. this was especially true for the decorations. we were having a bit of a difficult time trying to decorate such a big room while accomodating the set for my church's easter play. the budget was slightly bigger than last year, but we also didn't have the use of margot's mom's wedding props.
when i got back from one of my random errands on friday to see the room set up and the tables laid out i teared up. (and got made fun of. whatevs alex wong whatevs. :P) the purple tissue screens didn't tear apart. (and they didn't fall down on the grads during the dinner for which i am thankful.) the simply decorated tables were breathtaking. we had only spent around $3 per table. the sheer relief of everything working out so beautifully (and within budget!) just moved me. (take that martha stewart!) i joked that day that i wish that it was my wedding day so that, that could have been my reception. (note: if anyone's getting married soon, jill, amanda, and i can plan a reception for around $10 a guest, but the food's all no-name brand though and the room has to be free.)
another perk about organizing these things is that you get to know people that you otherwise would have not gotten to know. i don't usually get to chill with second years and first years all that much, but in planning i got to know jill really well. what a sweeet sweeet girl. then in the 12 hours that we were madly setting up i got to bond with all the people that helped out. oh the random, silly jokes that flew around to lessen the stress and loosen the tension. it was such a pleasure to work with everyone. to top it all off, heather rush came and told me at the end of the night that as a fellow task-oriented person whose tendency was to boss people around, she saw that i was trying to relate to people in getting them to do things instead of treating them like objects even though there were still some moments of tyranny. score! an improvement! i was so scared that i was going to get so stressed and bite people's heads off like last year, but i didn't! i was praying the whole day that i wouldn't. thank God. next step; eradicate those "some moments of tyranny".
it was a fun night. there was a time where i held on to rebecca and cried my heart out because she was leaving, but i still had tons of fun.
we had square-dancing and two-stepping afterwards with a real fiddler for the square-dancing part. pat called for us and taught everyone square-dancing moves. it was a riot to watch everyone try to figure it out. i was lucky in that i had "previous training" and that our set had tyler to teach us. the dress i borrowed from meredith was a dream to wear. it was PERFECT for square-dancing and two-stepping. the skirt would just billow out every time i spun, and the shoes that i got really topped it off. whenever i got the chance i would just stand in the middle of the room and spin. the last dance, my dance partner, matt asked me how long i wanted to spin, and i said for a long time, and he just ran circles around me spinning me. hahaha. i felt like a princess in that dress.
what a night!
here is the "boys" grad table. disclaimer: the segregation was not planned on my part.
here is the "girls" grad table.
all of our beloved grads. you guys are going to be sorely missed.
the good lookin' square-dancin' set next to ours.
the "before" shot.
the "after" shot. this is why i teared up. can you blame me?
Thursday, April 06, 2006
time to get the ball rollin'
it dawned on me tonight [finally] that i'm in my twenties, [holy shnikers that's kinda scary], that this IS life, that i've arrived, and that i need to start living it.
in one way by living it i mean, it's time to make some solid plans about crossing some of those names off the "to visit" places. i think i have been trying to make the most of it but it's time to make some dreams happen. sometimes opportunities don't just drop into your lap. you gotta plan.
anyways i use to think that i couldn't go anywhere until i had a job, but with the air miles stacking up...the possibility of hitting europe, greece and italy to be more exact, is starting to perk up. although i wouldn't mind settling for egypt. :P ha. i think it's doable before 23. maybe before 25 if it takes a while to save up. if i'm going to go i'm going to fully enjoy it. at least a week or two. plus i'd have to find a girlfriend to come with me. that's the sucky part about being a girl. i just can't jet off like a guy and stay at a hostel. i would so totally go globe-trotting by myself if there wasn't the very real imminent threat of being assaulted.
it's weird. i keep saying that i'm 21 these days. i'm only halfway there. literally. this friday's my half birthday. i'd be 20.5 years old. huzzah. yikesers. here we go.
on an easier note, i might be able to cross that white-water rafting one off the list in calgary this summer. next summer i could do the canoe/camping trip in yosemite. i must see old faithful. God-willing i'm still alive that is. disneyland is definitely doable this year, but that's just getting old now. hahaha. do i really want to go to disneyland? i think my parents would take me if i asked...hmmmm....
in one way by living it i mean, it's time to make some solid plans about crossing some of those names off the "to visit" places. i think i have been trying to make the most of it but it's time to make some dreams happen. sometimes opportunities don't just drop into your lap. you gotta plan.
anyways i use to think that i couldn't go anywhere until i had a job, but with the air miles stacking up...the possibility of hitting europe, greece and italy to be more exact, is starting to perk up. although i wouldn't mind settling for egypt. :P ha. i think it's doable before 23. maybe before 25 if it takes a while to save up. if i'm going to go i'm going to fully enjoy it. at least a week or two. plus i'd have to find a girlfriend to come with me. that's the sucky part about being a girl. i just can't jet off like a guy and stay at a hostel. i would so totally go globe-trotting by myself if there wasn't the very real imminent threat of being assaulted.
it's weird. i keep saying that i'm 21 these days. i'm only halfway there. literally. this friday's my half birthday. i'd be 20.5 years old. huzzah. yikesers. here we go.
on an easier note, i might be able to cross that white-water rafting one off the list in calgary this summer. next summer i could do the canoe/camping trip in yosemite. i must see old faithful. God-willing i'm still alive that is. disneyland is definitely doable this year, but that's just getting old now. hahaha. do i really want to go to disneyland? i think my parents would take me if i asked...hmmmm....
Wednesday, April 05, 2006
it's the little things in life
sometimes it's the little things that make my heart smile.
"and by 'we' do you mean 'andrea'?"
~ vanessa re: my query about a birthday cake for one of our girls
andrea, vanessa, and i have such a good rapport together. we just mesh. automatically. we have synergy. that's the word. there are some people that you just mesh with and some that you have to work really hard at it and even then...but not me, vanessa, and andrea. we SYNERGIZE. hahaha
"when you join staff are you going to come back to guelph?...go to mac...you have to see us through the rest of our discipleship career."
~ ashley duhn re: my future placement as staff, God-willing that is.
i almost teared. that really touched me. my girls like me. man, next year at this time is going to be hard, but whatevs that's still a year away.
"no more pimple cuddling"~kirsten
no worries i'm lancing those pimples asap.
"and by 'we' do you mean 'andrea'?"
~ vanessa re: my query about a birthday cake for one of our girls
andrea, vanessa, and i have such a good rapport together. we just mesh. automatically. we have synergy. that's the word. there are some people that you just mesh with and some that you have to work really hard at it and even then...but not me, vanessa, and andrea. we SYNERGIZE. hahaha
"when you join staff are you going to come back to guelph?...go to mac...you have to see us through the rest of our discipleship career."
~ ashley duhn re: my future placement as staff, God-willing that is.
i almost teared. that really touched me. my girls like me. man, next year at this time is going to be hard, but whatevs that's still a year away.
"no more pimple cuddling"~kirsten
no worries i'm lancing those pimples asap.
laughter
sometimes...i think that all i need in life is good friends and laughter.
had a two hour planning sesh with the banquet crew, but it wasn't stressful at all. it was so hilarious, chilled, and productive. i'm so pumped for it. it's going to be so amazing. i'm going to be so dead tired on friday night, but it's going to be so worth it. yesterday i told jill that i thought i might possibly cry that night. i loved her response, "you're going to be tired and emotional. you will cry." well, at least i'll know better than to wear mascara friday night. i love that girl. so awesome and sweet.
today i finally got to just enjoy the presence and company of people at DG and at the planning sesh. to just sit back and savour the relationships instead of going through the next thing on the to-do list.
a taste of being relationally oriented. task-orientation isn't all that's it's cracked up to be sometimes.
had a two hour planning sesh with the banquet crew, but it wasn't stressful at all. it was so hilarious, chilled, and productive. i'm so pumped for it. it's going to be so amazing. i'm going to be so dead tired on friday night, but it's going to be so worth it. yesterday i told jill that i thought i might possibly cry that night. i loved her response, "you're going to be tired and emotional. you will cry." well, at least i'll know better than to wear mascara friday night. i love that girl. so awesome and sweet.
today i finally got to just enjoy the presence and company of people at DG and at the planning sesh. to just sit back and savour the relationships instead of going through the next thing on the to-do list.
a taste of being relationally oriented. task-orientation isn't all that's it's cracked up to be sometimes.
Monday, April 03, 2006
mhmm..books...YUM!
i don't know why i like to describe books the way i describe food. maybe it's because figuratively they're food for the soul.
but today i got a book that i wanted for a long time...for free! what a gift from above! i was milling around the carpeted stairs today for some reason, and this one book on a vendor's table caught my eye. it was Boom, Bust, and Echo by David Foot. it's a book about the demographics and economics of Canada. i heard about it in geography back in grade 9, and have wanted it since. i was so excited because rarely do i see books being sold in the UC that i have a hankering for. i madly dashed down the stairs before anyone could see my jewel of a book and snatch it before i did. i got there and i asked how much it was, and it turns out it wasn't a vendor's table. it was a stuff swap! so i got it for free! w00t. i love free stuff.
later today i finally went to the guelph library after three years of living here, and got myself a library card. i checked out The Five People You Meet In Heavenby Mitch Albom that Jena recommended, Cry, the Beloved Country by Alan Paton, and Redeeming Love by Francine Rivers. i wonder if i'll actually like any of them. good books are so hard to find these days.
i love historical fiction about the lives of women in another culture. the last good book i read that fit into that category was the Red Tent, but can we say "blasphemous"?. The Birth of Venus was good too, but the author's new book is about a courtesan's life in venice. sketch, yo. pauline gedge wrote about life in ancient egypt, but i'm pretty much done with all of her books that i can find in the library, and she doesn't seem to be turning out any new ones any time soon. teens' books use to be good too. now's it's so sketch. i seriously didn't think they were that sketch when i was at that age.
i think one of the reasons that i stopped reading was because i didn't have time to go to the library and dig through books to find the good ones. but i'm glad i did today. i'm sick and tired of non-fiction. change will be good.
but today i got a book that i wanted for a long time...for free! what a gift from above! i was milling around the carpeted stairs today for some reason, and this one book on a vendor's table caught my eye. it was Boom, Bust, and Echo by David Foot. it's a book about the demographics and economics of Canada. i heard about it in geography back in grade 9, and have wanted it since. i was so excited because rarely do i see books being sold in the UC that i have a hankering for. i madly dashed down the stairs before anyone could see my jewel of a book and snatch it before i did. i got there and i asked how much it was, and it turns out it wasn't a vendor's table. it was a stuff swap! so i got it for free! w00t. i love free stuff.
later today i finally went to the guelph library after three years of living here, and got myself a library card. i checked out The Five People You Meet In Heavenby Mitch Albom that Jena recommended, Cry, the Beloved Country by Alan Paton, and Redeeming Love by Francine Rivers. i wonder if i'll actually like any of them. good books are so hard to find these days.
i love historical fiction about the lives of women in another culture. the last good book i read that fit into that category was the Red Tent, but can we say "blasphemous"?. The Birth of Venus was good too, but the author's new book is about a courtesan's life in venice. sketch, yo. pauline gedge wrote about life in ancient egypt, but i'm pretty much done with all of her books that i can find in the library, and she doesn't seem to be turning out any new ones any time soon. teens' books use to be good too. now's it's so sketch. i seriously didn't think they were that sketch when i was at that age.
i think one of the reasons that i stopped reading was because i didn't have time to go to the library and dig through books to find the good ones. but i'm glad i did today. i'm sick and tired of non-fiction. change will be good.
Sunday, April 02, 2006
Festival of Planning
this weekend was the Festival of Planning for MacGuelpherLoo. it was a solid weekend. i was concerned about how i would last around so many people since i was burnt going in, but God pulled me through. i feel much better; like a pimple that's finally been popped. the pus is no longer festering inside because it's finally oozing out. gross, i know, but it's an apt analogy.
random highlights:
~ my "dip" in the pond (scroll down for explanation)
~ "don't release the hounds" ~vanessa imitating andrea re: scary man
i still crack up thinking about it. i adore my co-leaders. they're so awesome.
~ impromptu girl talk saturday night after the main servant team planning sesh
apparently when a woman's giving birth, she might accidentally poop. if i had to find that out, you do too.
~ pride and prejudice
so clean and romantic.
i feel really blessed to be at guelph. we have awesome staff, and the ppl i get to work with on the servant team are so COOL. i can't wait to learn from them all. i'm really pumped about next year. i love this!:)
after FOP today i actually "rested" instead of loafing around. i did something that i enjoyed. i knew i couldn't push myself to go at a break neck speed anymore when i started dreading support raising. i needed a rest so i went for a walk around my neighborhood. such a cool neighborhood! there's a conservation area ish. there's woodsy places and a body of water. i love it. stopped by a park and played on the swings for a bit. swings are awesome. i felt so free and oh so good.
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the dip:
saturday morning i went for a walk around the camp we were at. i went to the pond/lake that i went to the year before. to finish off my walk, i thought i'd go on the "dock". the "dock" was made of two pieces. a rectangular walkway that led to this square dock that was just floating next to it. i walked on to the square dock, and started to blast "rain down" by angie stone and eddice levert sr. on my ipod. it's an amazing song. i'm so addicted to it right now. but yeah i started to jam to it. then after a minute i looked down and i was floating AWAY from the mainland. my thoughts went like this "ohmigosh i'm floating away!!! i have to jump now or never. i can't get wet! i don't have a change of clothes! ok...GO!" so i took a leap. the good news was that i made it. the bad news was that i slipped and landed on the part of the rectangular walkway that was somewhat submerged. so my right leg got wet. i cracked up. i'm such an idiot. oh life.
here's the said "dock". i think it floated back.
here's how wet i got, and my upset face.
(partial)rain down lyrics
there's a storm within and i don't want to let it end. i'll give You all control. let Your love rain down on me. in my heart and mind is your love divine. i'm gonna let it flow and let your love rain down on me. gonna raise my hands and dance. gonna give Him all i am. everytime i call His name, His love rains down on me. gonna lift my voice and sing of the love and joy He brings everytime i praise His name. His love rains down on me.
random highlights:
~ my "dip" in the pond (scroll down for explanation)
~ "don't release the hounds" ~vanessa imitating andrea re: scary man
i still crack up thinking about it. i adore my co-leaders. they're so awesome.
~ impromptu girl talk saturday night after the main servant team planning sesh
apparently when a woman's giving birth, she might accidentally poop. if i had to find that out, you do too.
~ pride and prejudice
so clean and romantic.
i feel really blessed to be at guelph. we have awesome staff, and the ppl i get to work with on the servant team are so COOL. i can't wait to learn from them all. i'm really pumped about next year. i love this!:)
after FOP today i actually "rested" instead of loafing around. i did something that i enjoyed. i knew i couldn't push myself to go at a break neck speed anymore when i started dreading support raising. i needed a rest so i went for a walk around my neighborhood. such a cool neighborhood! there's a conservation area ish. there's woodsy places and a body of water. i love it. stopped by a park and played on the swings for a bit. swings are awesome. i felt so free and oh so good.
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the dip:
saturday morning i went for a walk around the camp we were at. i went to the pond/lake that i went to the year before. to finish off my walk, i thought i'd go on the "dock". the "dock" was made of two pieces. a rectangular walkway that led to this square dock that was just floating next to it. i walked on to the square dock, and started to blast "rain down" by angie stone and eddice levert sr. on my ipod. it's an amazing song. i'm so addicted to it right now. but yeah i started to jam to it. then after a minute i looked down and i was floating AWAY from the mainland. my thoughts went like this "ohmigosh i'm floating away!!! i have to jump now or never. i can't get wet! i don't have a change of clothes! ok...GO!" so i took a leap. the good news was that i made it. the bad news was that i slipped and landed on the part of the rectangular walkway that was somewhat submerged. so my right leg got wet. i cracked up. i'm such an idiot. oh life.
here's the said "dock". i think it floated back.
here's how wet i got, and my upset face.
(partial)rain down lyrics
there's a storm within and i don't want to let it end. i'll give You all control. let Your love rain down on me. in my heart and mind is your love divine. i'm gonna let it flow and let your love rain down on me. gonna raise my hands and dance. gonna give Him all i am. everytime i call His name, His love rains down on me. gonna lift my voice and sing of the love and joy He brings everytime i praise His name. His love rains down on me.
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