Wednesday, Sep 9 2009

Ok, so I’m reading all of these blog posts by real people saying real things and the little writer monkey on my back has finally come for blood…well, ink…cyber ink. I’m working right now, but it’s one of those work moments when it’s alright to start a blog post. Anyway, I’m at work and haven’t been delving into any crazy topics in my little head at my little desk; which can only mean that this monkey is a product of undigested thought. Please be patient as dig through the closet of my brain to find it. Don’t be distracted by the Dane Cook quotes and Dan in Real Life scenes lying around the floor, I just haven’t had a chance to clean house recently. Ah! There it is! That undigested bit of thought that ’s cause all this angst is Questions. Oh, time to get back to work, guess I’ll continue this a little later.:)

from,

Cluttered College Girl

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“Hurry, hurry, hurry!” An Ode to a Friend Friday, Sep 4 2009

Fall is not come

It has come in my heart but not on my hands

It should be here by now and stick to our plan

Yes Fall is my time, the season for me

For Fall is the season of seasons for trees

For crunchy and cracking

Brown, yellow, and red

For flat shoes and strong brews

All wrapped up in plaid

Indeed, of the seasons, this season is true

To the season of me, what season is you?

Have you ever talked to one of those people who’s baised against something you really like and you’re not really sure why and it’s kind of annoying ’cause you want to give your thing a good shot? Well, if you like Winter, Spring, or Summer particularly more than any of the other seasons, I’m going to annoy you. You know why? Because Autumn is the most spectacular season of all, that’s why! Autumn is the season that eats other seasons for breakfast; if it weren’t eating apple dumplings for breakfast already. Here’s my reasoning…

• All of the other seasons are jealous of Autumn’s clothes(even Spring–Autumn’s just that cool).

• Autumn is better than Winter because there’s no snow making you change your jeans every hour, but you still get amazing holiday food.

• Autumn is better than Spring because you love getting to wear jeckets instead of resenting them becuase you wish it were summer already. And again, no snow.

• Autumn is better than Summer because instead of sweltering heat that leaves you with no makeup and sweat circles, it’s crisp(my favorite) and you get to wear scarves!!! Honestly, scarves are the only clothing item that can make me hyperventalate.

• Plus, geuss what comes in Autumn and is back THIS VERY DAY?!

PUMPKIN SPICE LATTES FROM STARBUCKS, THAT’S WHAT!

Please, hold the squiels of joy inside so as not to scare the neighbor. But yes, ladies and gentlemen, they’re back! Pumpkin Spice Heaven is here and it’s so wonderful, it doesn’t even leave you in the Winter–it lasts two whole seasons!

Wow, so much to be greatfull for and look forward too. If you’re a fan of another season(for reasons beyond me), tell what it is and why it’s better than the others.:)

Hoping Fall comes really quick,

Eccentric College Girl

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Eeny, Meeny, Miney, Mo Thursday, Aug 20 2009

Alright. I haven’t written at all this year and for that I apologize(anyone else feel that word needs another P?). I have been contemplating starting up again and now that I’m on my third day of school and find myself hopelessly swamped with word and school and homework and quiet time and ministry, I think it might help me keep my head. My head needs keeping sometimes.

I’m not like most bloggers who always seem like they have something very specific to write about. I’m just going to write. Writing reminds me who I am. It reminds me what I’m good at. It reminds me what my talent is. And it’s one of those talents you have to remind yourself about. Singers and musicians can just sing or play, but we writers have to remember sometimes that oh ya, I’m not talentless. I can write and not everyone can do that and not everyone like it. Now, while I can write, I can’t type so excuse me if I omit words sometimes.

Here is your new post: College Girl Makes a Choice

Have you ever felt like an ice burg? Like 90% of your mass is under the surface.? Like just when you think someone gets you and understands you and believes in you, they’re totally off and you’re back down to your parents and you? It makes you feel lonely and tired. Tired of trying to be close to someone and never actually getting there. I’ve found in life there are two responses to this: A) Take yourself on a date. Trust me, it’s relaxing. B) Realize that you are craving a deep kind of relationship that–in this season–can only be had with one person. God. I suppose there is a third response) bitterness. But let me warn you, bitterness feels really good and justifiable at first. It’s warm and deep and rutty. But no matter what, it only ever ends in much worse feelings than where you started. Depression, anger, sadness, so many things can come out of bitterness and then you’re stuck with them. Bitterness is to pain as Prayer is to deep peace and joy. I don’t know if you picked up on this, but that’s a two for one deal. All frugal and/or sly parties raise your hands now!

So. You have a choice to make. You can either be bitter and watch life suck more and more; or you can choose to use a wee bit of humility and talk to God. That’s it, just talk. Tell Him how you feel. Tell Him where it hurts. God can fix anything and He wants to fix you. He wants to fix us.

Here’s to making choices and watching the outcome,

Praying College Girl

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A Wake for His Presence Monday, Mar 9 2009

NOTE: This is supposed to be lots of paragraphs, but I had some formatting issues, please forgive me.:)

Have you ever heard the story in I Samuel about King Saul being ordered to destroy the Amalekites and all of their possessions? I recently listened to a message preached by my mom and she used that story for her illustration.
Honestly, I’ve always had trouble with that one. Why would God order all of the people killed? Why would he command children slaughtered by an army? What God of mercy orders the obliteration of an entire race? During her message, she told the background I had never heard before.
Four hundred years earlier, the Israelites were in the wilderness and the Amalekites came behind them and wiped out all of their stragglers just because they could. The stragglers are the elderly and the children. They cut down the innocents. When they did this grotesque thing; God swore vengeance for His people. God looked at the evil that was so blatantly against His very nature and said, “No. Absolutely not. There is no way in even the smallest pores of my character that I will let that go.” (Sometimes God talks like my mom when she‘s talking about someone being mean to her kid.)
Two of my favorite names of God are Jehovah Kanna: the Lord who is jealous, and El-Roi: the God that sees. God saw the extreme and disgusting injustice done to His children and WOULD NOT let it go unpunished. He would have vengeance. All of this is the reason why so many years later Saul is commanded by God to destroy the Amalekites and this is why He is so angry when Saul doesn’t carry it out to the full.
God knew this was a significant moment in time. God saw a moment in human history when it would be explicitly demonstrated that the Children of God are safe and those who afflict them are not. Saul saw a well-fought battle and no need to do all that the old prophet said. The point is that God knows what’s really going on.
When He asked me to give up all non-Christian music, I thought well I’ll try, but I don’t really have to get rid of all of it. I mean, that would make me totally unable to relate to the world, and besides it’s just a little extreme. But after a while of listening to mostly Christian music, I realized something. I realized that it totally effects my mindset and my heart. One angry song and I’m in a bad mood. One song with a few inappropriate lines and I feel distant from Him. My thought life may not be affected right away, but my ability to hear and feel the moving of the Spirit is immediately impaired–how much more scary is that? What small bit of evil are we letting live because we think it’s overkill or would freak people out? When we struggle with sin, all we have to do is call on the Spirit to come and help us and He’s there. God proves Himself yet again and we are brought closer because of it. How terrifying is the thought of not being able to reach Him? To be disconnected from Jehovah Kanna, having just given a hand to the deceiver?
The reason God is jealous and angry and see’s is because He knows what armies are killing off pieces of me–the innocents. God doesn’t want me to live by His specifications just so I can say I never cuss, He wants me to live by His specifications because I’ll die otherwise. The reason I feel the pulling of the Spirit when I put on a not bad but not Christian song is because while I’m singing along all happy in my car, He’s watching the in the spirit realm as chunks of me are being taken from His hands and slaughtered by the enemy.
All of this to say, footholds are sheer death and God–wanting only life for His children–wants only Him for His children. It’s not the fear of being in the enemies hands, but the fear of being outside of God’s.

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My favorite place Monday, Dec 22 2008

There is a lovely place with woods and cities. With armies and tribes. With whole wars and words no one else can see. It’s visited everyday or not at all. Sometimes it looks just like this world, and sometimes it’s nothing whatsoever like this one. It’s called Imagination. Imagination is where all of my stories live. It’s where Anna and James were martyred and where Anora defeated the evil King and all his men. Sometimes it’s where the book I’m reading takes a new turn and something wonderful happens. Sometimes it’s where the life I’m living takes a new turn and something wonderful happens. But, then I come back and remember that God’s Imagination is even better than mine. In Imagination, everyone says the right thing at the right time, even the foes(because what fun is an fight without a worthy opponent?). In Imagination, the good guys always get away. Hehe, in Imagination, you run and run and never get tired.

This is Imagination. As you can see, mine is riddled with adventure and impossible odds. What does your imagination hold? Where does it take you when no one’s looking?

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Tis the Season Monday, Dec 15 2008

Tis the season! Tis the season! Tis the season!

What is it the season for, you may ask? Tis the season for many different things for many different people.

For me, tis the season to:

• Drink Cocoa and watch The Holiday.
• T0 have an adventure every time I get behind the wheel.
• To stop using sleeves on Starbucks to help my poor, blue hands stay alive.
• To live out my love-hate relationship with snow.
• To steel myself every time I go outside.
• To have wet pant legs…forever.
• TO BUY CHRISTMAS PRESENTS(and wish I could spend as much money as I wanted on them)!

Oh yes, tis tis the season! What is the season for you?

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A Semester in List Form(as all things are intended to be). Tuesday, Dec 2 2008

22 1/2 Hours driven between homes in 3 months.

10 friends left behind.

250 friends found.

1 love for the local church found.

1 prayer life ignited.

1 God proven steadfast and gracious.

4 new articles of clothing.

0 paid for by not Bo Stern.

18 credits.

7 classes.

1 swing set.

1 roommate.

1 trip spelunking.

1 very blue room.

1 lesson after another.

5 pounds lost.

3 two thousand word Term Papers.

3 Christ-like acts of kindness for Life of Christ.

6 prophetic deeds for Prophetic Ministry.

4 friends from India, 1 from Scotland, and 1692 from Canada.

7 family members now 3 hours away.

13 family members within an hour.

1 McCivis.

1 all night prayer meeting.

2 Bentons.

1 Mexican.

Multiple appetites ruined by cheese-like substances in the cafeteria.

That’s my life in a list.:)

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Things Worth Celebrating Saturday, Nov 15 2008

In this life of seemingly unending stress and demands on your time, I found it therapeutic to make an extra effort to celebrate with a small smile and small thank you prayer, the little, wonderful things.

Time with someone who really understands you.

Laughing really hard.

The iced orange-jasmine tea at Jim and Patties. The sweet orange and robust jasmine come together to for the perfect little kiss of flavors, one pack of sugar in the raw for those with a sweeter sort of tooth and it’s just plain delightful.

Driving with your new favorite song. Rocketships by Elliot.

Time alone.

Family. Family for too many reasons to list.

Someone else laughing until they cry.

The fun questions like, “What will Josiah’s wife be like?”

Big arm chairs like the Master’s Chair in Beauty and the Beast.

Pictures of my parents.

Swings.

Baby it’s Cold Outside.

New mugs.

Cool friends with cool blogs.

Writing stories.

Dances you can feel.

And so much more…

What are the little things that make you smile?

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The Price of My Father/Daughter Relationship Paper Monday, Oct 27 2008

Research: 5 hours

Writing Time: 3 1/2 hours

Ending with the Perfect Line: Priceless.

“I am so thankful for Steven Stern.”

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Dear Goodness… Saturday, Oct 25 2008

You should know before hand that I have a certain amount of affection for Miss Miley. I enjoy watching her show and Tess is good at picking out the few decent songs she has so I enjoy those from time to time as well. However, it is inevitable I would eventually see or read something that was just her adorable, unpolished, no pr, 15-year-old self.

It happened.

I read.

Dear goodness…

“More than anything, he’s really helped me move on from a lot of things. He’s a really great Christian guy. He’s gone through stuff, and I’ve gone through stuff, and everyone goes through that. I think it’s really awesome that we have that in common — that we can talk about it and that we can understand…. he gets it.”

Let us take take a look, shall we?

“He’s gone through stuff, and I’ve gone through stuff…” This is a valid point. 20-year-olds have generally lived life and anyone who walked through a Safeway and happened to glance up at the rack of magazines whilst awaiting the moment in eternity when you will finally reach your turn in line knows that she has “gone through stuff” recently. This is an annoying, but still valid. (It should be noted that the validity of the annoying point generally adds the the annoyance of the reader.)

“…and everyone goes through that.” While this may also be an annoying yet valid point, she used the phrase  ‘gone through’ tree times in one sentence–three times in fewer than fifteen words–that’s means that over 30% of what just came out of her mouth was the not entirely literary genius combination of the words gone and through. Just an observation.

“I think it’s really awesome that we have that in common” This is really amazing what she does here. She had less than one second earlier said ‘everyone goes through that,’ and then she points out their special bond by sharing that they were miraculously able to connect over an experience we now know the ENTIRE WORLD is also going through as well. I applaud you.

“that we can talk about it and that we can understand…” But it’s really fine if it doesn’t work out because they are in the small category of every living human being has ‘gone through things,’ so they’d have plenty of people they could talk to and possibly bond with.

“…he gets it.” Right.

Well, that’s all I’ve got for today, thanks for letting me vent my stress of writing a term paper.

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