This post is dedicated to my amazing OCBF. She is beautiful, kind, loving, gentle, and freaking amazing. OCBF, I love you! And, we need so many more pictures together!!! Lovve you!
2.26.2007
2.25.2007
Spring Break.
May I just say that I cannot wait until Spring Break?
I cannot wait until Spring Break.
Only 19 more days.
Praise Jesus.
I cannot wait until Spring Break.
Only 19 more days.
Praise Jesus.
2.23.2007
2.22.2007
All The Powers Of Darkness Tremble At What They Just Heard.
When it's over, I'll finally fall down at Your feet, and feel Your open arms take hold of me.
I'm so stoked for when Jesus comes back, for when I can just BE with Him. Constantly. Forever. I'm excited to be in heaven - to walk the streets and see Peter, to never be in pain, to always be in God's presence.
Happy Things:
1. Peanut butter with icecream.
2. Sunny days.
3. Wearing shorts and flip flops in February.
4. Giving blood for the first time.
5. Hugs from Jesus.
6. My messy dorm room.
7. Cloudless skies.
8. Flowers.
9. Remembering the Tree63 concert.
10. Wheat Thins and Nalgenes.
11. Movies.
12. Quand je parle en francais.
13. My DNOW shirt.
14. My DNOW girls.
15. Lifestream worship time.
16. Pictures.
17. Your Mom.
I'm so stoked for when Jesus comes back, for when I can just BE with Him. Constantly. Forever. I'm excited to be in heaven - to walk the streets and see Peter, to never be in pain, to always be in God's presence.
Happy Things:
1. Peanut butter with icecream.
2. Sunny days.
3. Wearing shorts and flip flops in February.
4. Giving blood for the first time.
5. Hugs from Jesus.
6. My messy dorm room.
7. Cloudless skies.
8. Flowers.
9. Remembering the Tree63 concert.
10. Wheat Thins and Nalgenes.
11. Movies.
12. Quand je parle en francais.
13. My DNOW shirt.
14. My DNOW girls.
15. Lifestream worship time.
16. Pictures.
17. Your Mom.
2.20.2007
Valentine's Day Date (A Little Late)
Shaun and I went out Sunday night.
I spent an hour trying to figure out what to wear.
We went to Abuelita's for Mexican Food. It was gooood. Then we went and watched "We Are Marshall" at the $1.50 theater. Seems like we always watch sports movies there. But it was a pretty good movie.
Then we went to Wal Mart, so he could buy some peanut butter. He had icecream, and we were going to eat it, but it was late, so we postponed it.
He gave me flowers. Yellow daisies and pink/purpley flowers. So pretty. I put them in my OBU water bottle since I didn't have a vase. :) They're sitting on my desk. I love them. Flowers are so fun.
Then last night, we talked..... but before I write that, I'm going to call my Mom so she can hear it before I type it.
I spent an hour trying to figure out what to wear.
We went to Abuelita's for Mexican Food. It was gooood. Then we went and watched "We Are Marshall" at the $1.50 theater. Seems like we always watch sports movies there. But it was a pretty good movie.
Then we went to Wal Mart, so he could buy some peanut butter. He had icecream, and we were going to eat it, but it was late, so we postponed it.
He gave me flowers. Yellow daisies and pink/purpley flowers. So pretty. I put them in my OBU water bottle since I didn't have a vase. :) They're sitting on my desk. I love them. Flowers are so fun.
Then last night, we talked..... but before I write that, I'm going to call my Mom so she can hear it before I type it.
DNOW
Amazing, amazing weekend. No joke.
When Bekah asked me to help at the DNOW in McAlester, I did NOT want to go. I had a hard week, and just wanted to stay in my room and sleep all weekend. But God told me to go. I wasn't sure why, but figured I should obey Him.
So I went.
I had no clue what I was doing, hadn't met my partner until 1/2 hour before we left, and didn't have the slightest clue what our sessions would be about. I didn't know what to expect.
But it was incredible.
The 10th grade girls in our group were...amazing. They just wanted to learn more. A few of them had had hard weeks, too, so Carli and I just encouraged them. They had such a desire to know God more. I didn't have that in 10th grade.
We talked about time, and God convicted me. How am I spending the time He has given me?
We talked about beauty, and God convicted me. How often do I let other people dictate how beautiful I think I am?
We talked about giving everything up to Him, and God convicted me. Have I truly trusted Him with all aspects of my life?
We talked about dedication, and God convicted me. What am I doing to show that I am commited to Him?
We started just telling eachother randomly throughout the weekend, "You are beautiful. You are breathtaking. You are captivating. God is enthralled by your beauty." And we talked about how God made us, how He hand crafted us, how He fnds us absolutely gorgeous, and we shouldn't let anyone tell us otherwise.
Saturday night, we were just talking about random stuff - school, stress, stuff like that - when one of the girls was like, "Can I go get my Bible?" and another girl said, "Yeah. Can we talk about Jesus some more?"
I was so encouraged.
I knew that God had a reason for me to go, but I had no idea it would be this.
Praise God that He knows what we need even when we don't.
When Bekah asked me to help at the DNOW in McAlester, I did NOT want to go. I had a hard week, and just wanted to stay in my room and sleep all weekend. But God told me to go. I wasn't sure why, but figured I should obey Him.
So I went.
I had no clue what I was doing, hadn't met my partner until 1/2 hour before we left, and didn't have the slightest clue what our sessions would be about. I didn't know what to expect.
But it was incredible.
The 10th grade girls in our group were...amazing. They just wanted to learn more. A few of them had had hard weeks, too, so Carli and I just encouraged them. They had such a desire to know God more. I didn't have that in 10th grade.
We talked about time, and God convicted me. How am I spending the time He has given me?
We talked about beauty, and God convicted me. How often do I let other people dictate how beautiful I think I am?
We talked about giving everything up to Him, and God convicted me. Have I truly trusted Him with all aspects of my life?
We talked about dedication, and God convicted me. What am I doing to show that I am commited to Him?
We started just telling eachother randomly throughout the weekend, "You are beautiful. You are breathtaking. You are captivating. God is enthralled by your beauty." And we talked about how God made us, how He hand crafted us, how He fnds us absolutely gorgeous, and we shouldn't let anyone tell us otherwise.
Saturday night, we were just talking about random stuff - school, stress, stuff like that - when one of the girls was like, "Can I go get my Bible?" and another girl said, "Yeah. Can we talk about Jesus some more?"
I was so encouraged.
I knew that God had a reason for me to go, but I had no idea it would be this.
Praise God that He knows what we need even when we don't.
2.13.2007
Busy week.
Four tests on Friday.
One on Thursday.
Mission Center meeting Monday night.
905 tonight.
Church tomorrow night.
Lifestream Thursday night.
The Herd and Mission Center Friday night.
Date on Saturday.
Church on Sunday.
I have a paper and a psychology project due on Monday.
I accidently took a two hour nap today while trying to study. It was nice, but I have lots to do.
Tomorrow is Valentine's Day. My first one with a boyfriend. But really, it still isn't a big deal. It seems to me that if you care about someone, you should let them know everyday, not just on February 14th. Maybe it's just me who thinks that.
I got the coolest card ever for Shaun. It's amazing. And a hardcore present, too.
I wore my Herd shirt today. I'm glad I got the size I got. Anything else would have looked retarded.
I turned in my RA application. I really want to be an RA. But I'm trying to trust God. When I signed up for my interview, I saw that there were a LOT of other names on the list. And I know that all of them really want it, too. Only 7 girls can be RAs in WMU, which is where I want to be. I know that if I don't get it, there is a reason, and I'm trying to be okay with that thought. But really, I want this. God knows that, though.
I wrote out the verse that says, "Be still and know that I am God" and put it by my mirror so I can see it when I get look in my mirror. It's pretty cool. I think it's one of my favorite verses right now.
Okay, I have to go read Gilgamesh. Again.
I hope I don't fall asleep. Mm...sleep...I love sleep.
"Are you a suicidle panda?" haha
Four tests on Friday.
One on Thursday.
Mission Center meeting Monday night.
905 tonight.
Church tomorrow night.
Lifestream Thursday night.
The Herd and Mission Center Friday night.
Date on Saturday.
Church on Sunday.
I have a paper and a psychology project due on Monday.
I accidently took a two hour nap today while trying to study. It was nice, but I have lots to do.
Tomorrow is Valentine's Day. My first one with a boyfriend. But really, it still isn't a big deal. It seems to me that if you care about someone, you should let them know everyday, not just on February 14th. Maybe it's just me who thinks that.
I got the coolest card ever for Shaun. It's amazing. And a hardcore present, too.
I wore my Herd shirt today. I'm glad I got the size I got. Anything else would have looked retarded.
I turned in my RA application. I really want to be an RA. But I'm trying to trust God. When I signed up for my interview, I saw that there were a LOT of other names on the list. And I know that all of them really want it, too. Only 7 girls can be RAs in WMU, which is where I want to be. I know that if I don't get it, there is a reason, and I'm trying to be okay with that thought. But really, I want this. God knows that, though.
I wrote out the verse that says, "Be still and know that I am God" and put it by my mirror so I can see it when I get look in my mirror. It's pretty cool. I think it's one of my favorite verses right now.
Okay, I have to go read Gilgamesh. Again.
I hope I don't fall asleep. Mm...sleep...I love sleep.
"Are you a suicidle panda?" haha
2.04.2007
Atheism.
I think that the greatest cause of atheism in the world today is that people aren't generally excited about Jesus.
If today's believers aren't excited about Jesus, why do we think other people will want to know about Him, too?
If today's believers aren't excited about Jesus, why do we think other people will want to know about Him, too?
2.03.2007
Waiting On Letters From Home.
I went and checked my mail today, as I do everyday, not really expecting anything, though I knew I had a textbook coming in soon. And sure enough, there was a pink slip saying I had a package from USPS, which is my book. The window was already closed, so I have to wait until Monday to get it, which is okay. I won't need it until then.
Then...I saw a postcard. With little kid writing on it. Three sentences that made me laugh and smile and that made my heart leap with joy.
It said
"Hi Melissa
How are you?
I'm good!
I miss you!
Love,
Morgan"
That's all it said. The writing was crooked, like how a first grader writes, because that's what she is.
I babysat for her, all junior and senior year. She was one of my favorite kids. What a firecracker. She likes boys already, and puts on plays, and enjoys wearing makeup. She plays in the mud, then comes inside and plays with Barbies with Anna.
I love getting mail. But really, I love getting mail when people say "I miss you" and you know they mean it. I love when the letters are just honest...and real... it's like how only a kid can write. Adults bring other things into it - things like how classes are going, and whether or not you're eating well, what time you're going to bed (last night, it was 4:00 am), how you and your friends and boyfriend are doing. But little kids keep it simple - "How are you? I'm good. I miss you!" Nothing is sweeter than that.
Then...I saw a postcard. With little kid writing on it. Three sentences that made me laugh and smile and that made my heart leap with joy.
It said
"Hi Melissa
How are you?
I'm good!
I miss you!
Love,
Morgan"
That's all it said. The writing was crooked, like how a first grader writes, because that's what she is.
I babysat for her, all junior and senior year. She was one of my favorite kids. What a firecracker. She likes boys already, and puts on plays, and enjoys wearing makeup. She plays in the mud, then comes inside and plays with Barbies with Anna.
I love getting mail. But really, I love getting mail when people say "I miss you" and you know they mean it. I love when the letters are just honest...and real... it's like how only a kid can write. Adults bring other things into it - things like how classes are going, and whether or not you're eating well, what time you're going to bed (last night, it was 4:00 am), how you and your friends and boyfriend are doing. But little kids keep it simple - "How are you? I'm good. I miss you!" Nothing is sweeter than that.
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