A Wrinkle In Time

“This is my story. This is my song. Praising my savior all the day long.”

Happy (belated) Thanksgiving everyone!

Tip Of The Day:
Be kind, rewind!

This beautiful song is “Your Love Is Strong” by Jon Foreman. The lyrics to this song are essentially the Lord’s Prayer, which gives us a template on how to pray. Often times I wonder why people are so structured and ritualized with their prayer lifes. Don’t get me wrong. I know that there are some elements of prayer that need to be habitual such as thanksgiving/praise, but would you like to have the same conversation with the same person everyday? I don’t really know what I’m trying to say. I also wonder why we need to tell him what we do because he knows our thoughts and knows what we are going to say before we even say it. So why do we need to tell him? Because I think that he wants to know that we want him to know what he already knows. Got it? Get it? Good. The fact that he wants to hear about the insignificant and important, positive and negative, exciting and boring, and everything in between amazes me. “He hears our sighs and counts our tears.” He cares more than we realize. Good communication is a must in any relationship. Our relationship with the Lord is similar to our relationship with people. They both need time and effort and good communication a.k.a. prayer. I guess these are just somethings that I’ve been thinking about lately.

Right now I am home and happy. There is no place like home. The snow here enticed me to get out my Christmas music and I got my little tree out and decorated my room. It’s so festive looking, makes me not want to leave. I love this time of year. I also shamefully ate a whole box of fudge mint cookies by myself, in one day. I’m horrible I know, but I enjoyed every single one of them. My mother found a book for me titled “Still Hungry After All These Years” by Richard Simmons. The title alone…HAHA…I can’t wait to read it, someday when I got absolutely nothing better to do.

Heavenly Father
You always amaze me
Let your kingdom come
In my world and in my life
You give me the food I need
To live through the day
And forgive me as I forgive
The people that wronged me
Lead me far from temptation
Deliver me from the evil one

I look out the window
The birds are composing
Not a note is out of tune
Or out of place
I look at the meadow
And stare at the flowers
Better dressed than any girl
On her wedding day

So why do I worry?
Why do I freak out?
God knows what I need
You know what I need

Chorus (3x):
Your love is
Your love is
Your love is strong

The kingdom of the heavens
Is now advancing
Invade my heart
Invade this broken town
The kingdom of the heavens
Is buried treasure
Will you sell yourself
To buy the one you’ve found?

Two things you told me
That you are strong
And you love me
Yes, you love me

(Chorus 3x)

Our God in heaven
Hallowed be
Thy name above all names
Your kingdom come
Your will be done
On earth as it is in heaven
Give us today our daily bread
Forgive us wicked sinners
Lead us far away from our vices
And deliver us from these prisons

Tip Of The Day:
Pray everyday!

Ambulatory, give me a story, to Him be the glory!

Random Thoughts:
As you all know, today was election day and I must say that I’m pretty disappointed about the results. I really didn’t want Barack Obama to win and it’s not because he’s black. I’m totally alright with having a black president. I just didn’t want this particular black person leading my country. Why couldn’t we get someone like Jamel White the guy who plays Steve Erkle as president? A man who wouldn’t be ashamed to admit it when he’s done wrong. I could just see him announcing his mistakes in a speech to the public “(snort snort) Did I do that?” Or how about J.J. from Good Times? I will have to admit, it is kind of cool being alive during the election of the first black president. I just wish it was somebody else. I would also like to say (even though he most likely will never read this) thanks to George Bush for his service and leadership for our country over the last eight years. I think he did an excellent job. Everyone likes to blame him for the war and other issues, but that’s just not right. We can’t put the weight of the world’s problems on one man’s shoulders.

I really should be working on a paper and/or studying, but I find that it’s easier to write in here and I have much more to say to you about nothing and everything without a purpose. Writing here requires less thought and effort and I know that you are all dying to know what’s on my mind so I will tell you. The other day I heard on the radio that one could do CPR to the tune of the Bee Gee‘s song “Stayin’Alive.” I thought that this was rather funny. Can you imagine someone doing chest compressions while having ah ha ha ha stayin’ alive, stayin’ alive…playing through their mind hoping that by doing so that person is staying alive.

Do you ever get the feeling that you’ve been placed under a microscope and you have no privacy at all? People know stuff about you that they should only know if you told them yourself or if they were spying on you. It’s just bizarre and it’s frustrating me till no end. Maybe I’m just being paranoid and it’s just all in my mind, but then again maybe it’s reality. I’m not half as dumb as I look people. Some times it just seems like people go out of their way to make my day. It’s okay. If God is for me than who can be against me? Certainly not YOU!

I failed to tell you…a few weeks ago I was walking across campus minding my own business when a car droves by and a guy hollered out his window “FORESKIN EATER” I looked behind me to see if he was yelling at someone else and there was nobody else around me at the time. This totally freaked me out. I couldn’t believe it. It’s the worse thing I’ve ever been called. How dare he have the audacity to yell derogatory comments at random pedestrians. What the heck is wrong with people? I’ve been asking that question a lot lately…

I have so much to do for school and all I want to do is write (not for school), sleep, eat, and take/edit my photos. I’ve discovered the picture editing program called Picasa and I’m falling in love. I could spend hours just sitting hear listening to Steve Earle and editing pictures. I really should get out and take some more pictures soon. It’s like therapy, that and chocolate consumption.

I would love some feedback!

Tip Of The Day:
Listen to your Mother when she tells you to go to the doctor.