Monday, March 30, 2009
It is 3pm and I was just reading the online newspaper...and remembered "Oh, yeah, we had an earthquake this morning! Huh, wasn't that big."
Hello, my name is Brittany and I live in California. Earthquakes are no big deal. That is all.
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Until today. Today I decided I wanted to admire my pretty toes all day long. Flip flops for me. So here I am in my jeans, long sleeve shirt and flip flops with pretty toes...that are freezing! It may be Spring but it really isn't flip flop season yet.
(I would show you a picture of my pretty toes but I don't know where the camera went.)
Monday, March 23, 2009
I came across this article today by John Fischer, a singer/songwriter and writer who has inspired me for years. The article reminded me why I don't want to be a Christian anymore...I don't want that label. I don't want the label that has been spread around that says a Christian only looks, acts or thinks one way. I don't want to be tied to a system that only sees people who are or aren't and judges accordingly. I don't want the label of Christian anymore.
I want to be a Christ Follower. Someone who messes up on a regular basis, who doesn't "get it" all the time, who regularly needs to be in contact with God for forgiveness and help. Someone who follows after Jesus, seeking out God, who isn't afraid to sit down with people who don't follow Jesus or seek God because I'm not threatened by their lack of belief. Someone who wants to be in conversation with many people, even those that don't think like I do, so that I can learn, grow and be changed and possibly help them learn, grow and be changed. Someone who sees hope and potential in all people. I want to be a Christ Follower with all of that attached to me and so much more. I just don't want to be a Christian anymore.
Friday, March 20, 2009
Life can now return to normal!
Celebrate good times, come on!
The best sound of the day was the sound of the post office worker stamping that big envelope "March 20th" and throwing it in the outgoing mail. Woo-hoo! I'm done!...for now.
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
- I have this theory. I can guess how close we are to summer by the driving habits of people in the Valley. Sounds crazy but I know that winter is soon to be gone because the so called "Sunday Drivers" are out in full force mid-week on south 9 and everyone else is driving like maniacs. My favorite one yesterday was the guy that attempted to pass the Sunday Driver on a blind curve. Smart. While we're on the subject of drivers can someone invent a scrolling LED sign that I can put on my bumper with pre-programmed sayings such as: I can only drive as fast as the car in front of me or seriously, if I have to buy a new car because of you I'm gonna be mad?
- How is that one wakes up in the morning with new lines on their face? I don't know where these things came from but I'm not happy with them. Not happy at. all.
- Meggie spoke about unbloggable stuff the other day. I went to post a comment on a blog yesterday and realized that I couldn't for privacy reasons. Do we call that uncommentable?
- There's a reality show that I've watched for a while now that has seemed relatively harmless...until I started reading all the back stories. Yikes! Even if there's just a smidgen of truth to the back stories, I think I'm going to stop watching.
- Tomorrow is writing day. I have the whole day to write a paper for my class. Everything must be postmarked on Friday. Yes, my middle name should be procrastination.
- This morning I woke up with a cold. Not super severe, just enough to make me slightly miserable. Add to that allergies, stress and other loveliness and, well, my housemates just might want to stay clear of me for a couple of days.
- Opinionated Friend is in Rome for a vision trip. She's going to move over there sometime in the Fall to do church planting. She's only been gone a week and I miss her. Not looking forward to the Fall.
- Train Guy and Adventure Boy stopped by yesterday for a couple of minutes. Adventure Boy had been sitting on a stool and left to play somewhere else, so I sat on the stool, to which he came over and got mad! "No sitting on my chair!" My response was "how could you say that nicer?" to which he responded "Please no sitting on my chair!" How can you refuse that? Especially when he has trouble pronouncing the 's' on sitting so it came out more like "itting". Love him.
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Friday, March 13, 2009
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Over the last few years the school has had to deal with the death of a number of students due to accidents. This last December a student died after suffering a seizure on campus. As I listened to the stories of pain and grief that Nancy shared in December, my heart ached for the teens who have had to face the cold reality of death so much in such a short time.
Yesterday and today they are having to deal with it again. One of the students on Nancy's newsletter team presumably drowned yesterday. There are many things in life that are not understandable even when relying on God's wisdom and this is one of them. So today, would you pray for the students at LGHS? Pray for the parents of this young man, for those who were with him, for the administration, for the community and pray for my friend Nancy, as she grieves alongside the students that God has entrusted to her care.
Monday, March 9, 2009
Anyway, even though I had slept later I really wasn't ready to tackle the day yet, so I snuggled under the covers and turned on West Wing content to just relax. That's when I heard the car coming up the driveway. Actually, I heard the unmistakable sound of a car's tail pipe scraping the bottom of the driveway as the rest of the car headed up. Being the early hour (for me) that it was, I wasn't looking forward to having to answer the door but nothing happened. No knock, no sound of feet traipsing across the porch, nothing. Figured it must have been the electric company reading the meter and resumed my West Wing enjoyment.
It wasn't until after I was up and getting ready for the day that I received a text message, "Your Katrina house is on your deck." I raced to the door, flung it open and joyously took in the site of this:
This is a Katrina Cottage Bank...you can see the slot in the roof line where change can be put. Last Thursday at our Youth Ministry Team meeting I had shared the idea of building a Katrina cottage bank (idea ripped shamelessly from the PC(USA)'s One Great Hour of Sharing) in which people could put their change as a fundraising venture for our Mississippi Trip's. The youth will be coming up with a calendar, like the one from One Great Hour of Sharing, that highlights something we take for granted here that the people in Pearlington have to live with everyday. An example is taking a shower with water that doesn't smell like sulfur. Anyway, that was Thursday night and fabulously talented friend N created and built this fabulous bank, delivering it to my house this morning. What joy!
The morning also brought a letter from a local TV station that went like this:
I am pleased to inform you that because of your outstanding community volunteer service, you were nominated for the 2009 Jefferson Awards presented by us.
What?! Oh my goodness. It doesn't matter that other people were chosen as the finalists, just the fact that someone thinks that the efforts that are being made for Mississippi are honorable is enough, enough, enough! It was not a typical Monday...thanks be to God!
Saturday, March 7, 2009
Friday, March 6, 2009
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Okay. So I called but not exactly when I had gotten up, true confessions here. I didn't turn my phone on until after the 8am meeting. I digress. Opinionated Friend (OF) didn't pick up, which is a little strange cuz she usually does, which set into motion my brain. My brain in motion is not always a good thing. I thought of all kinds of different scenarios of what was happening with OF and what she might possibly need to tell me so urgently. I had ordered my very big coffee (did I mention the 8am meeting) and was sitting down to do a little studying when I got another text from OF: In a car accident last night, at urgent care. WHAT!?!? (Yes, that was the second scenario btw) Several texts flying back and forth later it turns out that while OF and her passenger are okay, her car not so much. :( We eventually actually talked and I went back to studying.
About a half-hour later I received another text: Rear-ended yesterday, not going to make it to the meeting. WHAT?!?! Two people that I know in the same day have car accidents?? AND they are both Youth Pastors! I went to our monthly Youth Workers Meeting and said "Stay off the roads."
So, if you are a Youth Worker in the general vicinity of this town drive carefully!
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
There are certain people in my life that deluge my inbox with forwards about trivial stuff all.the.time. Love the people, don't love the forwards. Chain mail forwards are awful and I usually hit delete without reading them. Guess I'm gonna have bad luck for the next bazillion years. The ones that really drive me crazy, though, are the ones that are supposedly to "help you" but really are meant to scare people. Watch out when leaving the mall! Don't roll down your car window! The cops aren't really the cops! Yeah, don't really love those. Those are usually sent by women to other women because, well, we fall for these things.
My best Internet friends to help decipher fact from fiction are two sites, www.snopes.com and www.urbanledgends.about.com I use them all the time and guess what??!! About 99% of those emails are false. False, I say!
So, my blog reading buddies, the next time your receive one of those emails before you hit forward, take the time to go to the websites above and check the email out for yourself. Your friends will be glad that you did.
Monday, March 2, 2009
Sunday, March 1, 2009
I listened when you complained about getting up.
I listened when you said, "Stop doing that I hurt."
I listened when you said, "It's time for food."
I listened when you said "Don't go there, just stay home."
I listened when you said, at 8pm, "I'm getting tired."
I listened when you said, "Wouldn't it be nice to snuggle up in bed?".
I listened when you said, "Turn off the TV and go to sleep. I'll wake you when it's time to get up."
I didn't hear the giggle at the end of that statement though.
I did hear it at 2:30am.
And I wasn't laughing.
I wasn't laughing at 3am.
I wasn't laughing at 4am.
I wasn't laughing at 5am.
I wasn't laughing at 5:30am when you finally relented and let me sleep.
I really wasn't laughing at 6:20am when my alarm went off telling me "Get up for church!"
I wasn't laughing at 7am when I finally made it out of bed, nor was I laughing when I said to the lady behind the counter at the coffee shop, "Make it the biggest one!".
And I'm definitely not laughing now. Now when I need to listen to lectures, read my textbook and try to retain what I'm learning.
I'm not laughing and tonight, I'm not listening!