Saturday, November 26, 2005

for the guys

A few signs from the pink army to the red army to give a lil moral support at their last extravaganza ever here at Wheaton College. We love you guys!

Saturday, November 19, 2005

indecisive

Okay so I'm going home tomorrow, which is actually 2 days earlier than I was planning on going home. I thought this was wonderful. Until just now when I realized that I actually feel a bit guilty about missing class. Why do I feel guilty? Could I be a perfectionist? I thought in order to be a prefectionist you had to actually do things reeeeallly really reaaaallly well. Like almost perfect. Well is it possible to be a perfectionist in your mind but then have none of it translate into your behavior so that noone would ever know you were a perfectionist unless you told them?????? Um, that probably made very little sense. But I know what I mean, sort of...
There's nothing I can do to change circumstances now. I am going home tomorrow and I am missing classes on Monday and Tuesday. I am trying to get all of my homework done before I leave and I am taking work home with me, which I loathe doing by the way. I will enjoy this break and I will stop beating myself up about missing class okay? Okay.

Sunday, November 13, 2005

oh happy day

Sunday, November 06, 2005

I will

If you tell me to go, I'm gonna tell you I will, cause I love you that much. If you tell me to stay and be still I will, cause I love you that much.~mary mary/"love you that much"

If you asked me to put it all down, to walk away from it and to step into something you have for me, I could do it. I would do it. I would cast it all away, all the years, all the work, in exchange for being filled with the Holy Spirit. I would do it. I could do it. I'd need only your firm urging, your steady direction, your strength, and I'd make the move. It's scary, like a little kid jumping off a high wall into their Dad's arms. Scary and exciting. You know Daddy won't drop you. You know he wouldn't tell you to jump if he wasn't sure he'd catch you. You're still a little scared, still a little nervous, but in your deepest places you know without a doubt that you'll be fine. You'll be better than fine, because there's no better place to be than in your Father's arms, right? Yeah I think that's right.

Saturday, November 05, 2005

a beautiful thing