A Wrinkle In Time

I would like to wish all of the silent readers, of my jabberwocky, a very Merry Christmas!!
“Be near me lord Jesus I ask thee to stay close by me forever and love thee I pray.”
“Happy Christmas to all and to all a good night!”

Tip Of The Day:
Spread it!!!

(1/14/07) This morning as I was making my coffee, I found myself becoming more and more fixated with the measurements on the coffee pot. I put 7 cups of water in the machine and guess what? 7 cups of coffee filtered out!! Who woulda thunk it? You get what you put in. That’s how life works as well. I love it when you can put in a raw material and produce something beautiful. Just think about it. God is so supernatural he didn’t even need a machine to turn water into wine like we need a machine to turn water into coffee. TIME can be a raw material that has the potential of producing something beautiful. TIME is a gift we can all give at Christmas TIME! Now that school is done with for the year, I have so much TIME on my hands. I now have so much TIME to think and let my mind wonder from it’s home to never return again…Give and take a little you white Jewish rappers from Ohio!
I should probably mention the fact that my mom wouldn’t have used the word “filtered” when talking about the coffeemaker releasing the coffee, she would have used the word “percolated.” I get a kick out of that word. It sounds weird. I love learning new words to expand my vocabulary to make myself sound smart! I know what your thinking, I shouldn’t try to sound smart that’s so deceitful. I spent the weekend at my grandparents place and when I took them to church they forgot their handicap parking sign in my car so once again I was being deceitful because I got to park in all of the handicap places and avoid walking in the cold while I did all of my Christmas shopping HAHA and now I feel bad for all of those people with legitimate handicaps who were looking for places to park…Calley your so bad!

Questions to Ponder
If I were to fill up a pool with shredded paper and I jumped in would I float or sink?
Why does it seem like everyone underestimates me?
If the only thing that could save me was laughter, could/would you make me laugh?
Why can’t I have a voice like KT Tunstall?
If I was brave and courageous would I still be here?
Does anyone even read this blog of mine, or am I just publicizing my thoughts for nothing?

Seriously now does anyone actually take the TIME to read this? If so you should leave me a comment and let me know that I’m not talking to an audience of one. If you don’t want me to know who you are that’s okay just make up a name and I’ll try to figure out who you are myself. It can be a game. Come and play my game.

Tip Of The Day:
Allow others to learn from your mistakes so that your mistakes aren’ t made in vain.

       My brain has been filled with so many nostalgic memories lately.  I recently came across the word ‘nostalgic’ and I wasn’t quite sure what it meant, but now I know and I think it fits well with my memories.  Last week I had a storm day.  It was my day off from work and I couldn’t get out of the yard due to the snow storm the night before (oh the benefits of living out in the middle of no where without a tractor) so needless to say I had a wonderful day free of responsibilities all to myself.  It was great.  The snow filled roads reminded me of my childhood.  Having memories of my childhod sure makes me feel old.  When my brother and I were younger and we couldn’t get to school because the snow bus couldn’t get into the yard because of all the snow plugging up the roads my Grandpa would come with his big olive green coloured car and he would drive as far as he could without getting stuck.  Then my Mom would walk with Cole and I through the snow, while pulling a sled with our backpacks on it, to where my Grandpa was and he would drive us to town from there.  I’m sure back then it seemed like we were walking for miles and miles.  Getting to school was an adventure.  If I could I would walk for miles and miles of snow all over again to get to the end and find my Grandpa waiting for me in a warm car, I would.  My Grandpa was a great man.  Whenever you needed help, he was just a phone call away.  I don’t ever remember him telling me that he was unable to help me or that he didn’t have the time.  He was always there.  He had a servants heart!  He served his family, his community, and his country.  We can all learn from him and his life spent serving others.
       Here’s a video I made.  It’s pretty funny I think.  I recently discovered this Windows Movie Maker program on my computer that I didn’t even know exsisted until now.  It’s pretty cool for making slide shows and what not and you can add sound clips and everything.  I’m going to have tons of fun experimenting with it during Christmas break.

Let my shadows prove the sunshine!

Tip of the Day:  Don’t be afraid of the shadows!

Every year after Thanksgiving my mom brings up the Christmas decorations from the basement and this is also the time when I get out my delightful Christmas music. As I was listening to my Christmas music for the first time this year I was reminded of the time when I was living at Prov. and my roommate got mad at me because she thought it was too early for Christmas music. I remember her telling me that she was going to be so sick of listening to Christmas music by the time Christmas rolled around. I of course didn’t see a problem with it, but I didn’t take into consideration the fact that their Thanksgiving is in October and ours is in November so that made it even earlier haha. I don’t think there’s ever a wrong time to listen to Christmas music because I love it and it makes me happy. I didn’t think that listening to Christmas music was a freedom that had the chance of being swiped away from me. I guess I never really thought about the freedoms of music before. So how did I handle the situation you might ask…well I went home one weekend and I bought a 3 disc set of Christmas carols (to add to my already existing library of Christmas music) which are sung by a lady with an annoying high-pitch, whiney voice. I had to laugh when I found those cds again. That was cruel of me I know, but I figured if I had to listen to her teeth grinding at night, which kept me awake, that she should have to put up with my Christmas music. HAHA This situation among others made it a very interesting year. I always thought that moving in with a complete stranger was kind of bizarre, but I learnt a lot though so it’s all good. .
It’s that time of year when the world falls in love.
This is part of the lyrics to one of my all time favorite Christmas songs titled “The Christmas Waltz” by Michael W. Smith. I really like the idea of the world falling in love and at the same time I really have a hard time imagining this happening because if that were to happen all of the bad stuff like war, poverty, crime, abuse, divorce, etc. would be removed and people wouldn’t be starving or living in the streets. If the world fell in love then everyone would be a lot more happier than normal and there would be peace like you wouldn’t believe and chocolate wouldn’t even begin to be the source of all of this joy. Love is the solution and God is love. In order for the world to fall in love everyone would have to know God and I hope that someday the thought of this world falling in love would become more than just a thought, more than a dream, or desire but an action taking place.

Tip Of The Day:
“I know better than to keep to myself this wonderful joy I’ve found.” - Camera Can’t Lie