Wednesday, December 28, 2011

Moving


I guess there's not a lot of need for a "farewell" to the Crow House. At least not here. It deserves the silent benediction that we are writing in our hearts about it, with every plate we take out of the shelves.

I'm not sad to leave. I think I learned a long time ago the best way to be content with change is to have hope in the things ahead.

It wasn't too long ago that I was moving my things in, imagining what life would be like here. Right now I'm anticipating life in the Scripture house. I kind of like that name. It's just the street name, but I like it.

I like living in houses with friends. No matter where I go, I think I'll be happy.

Tuesday, December 27, 2011

Life-change

So I got this SWANK new iPod touch.

I know it will probably change my life because it has a camera on it and I want to start documenting my life better.

This is Jon. He's actually really nice once you get to know him.

His dad gave me a Christmas present! He gave me and Jon matching Tebow jerseys.

I think it's pretty cool.

I'll probably be documenting more. But I want to LIVE more too!!!!
I feel like that won't be a problem as I have this awesome new SCOOTER!!! It's so HIP! Also, I have new shoes...

Saturday, December 24, 2011

Merry Christmas Eve


Tidings of comfort and joy to you and your family, friendys.

I can't believe Christmas is tomorrow. It feels like such a short Christmas season. But maybe you can't ever carol and celebrate enough.

Speaking of caroling - I had the merriest time caroling with the wonderful Kendall and Alex. We dressed up as street urchins, smearing charcoal on our face, I had to put my hair up in a top hat.

We went door to door, and even stumbled across a party. We were pretty well recieved. It was oodles of fun.

Merry Christmas!!!

Thursday, December 22, 2011

Splendid

Today was my first day back in the topsy-turvy land of Fort Worth.

It's the holidays, and everyone's kind of frazzled. And I don't ever remember feeling "comfortable" and "at ease" in the mall. So that was kind of an ordeal.

But, we did manage to escape with a delightful cozy little pink sweater. I knew the moment I held it in my arms that we were going to be good friends. I don't have a lot of clothes, and each time I meet something I want to take home, it feels like a magical moment between us.

Also
My dad is kind of a goofball. When he brought in a package off the doorstep and said, "Frozen treats? Open immediately?" I laughed and said, "No really, what is it?"

Turns out he wasn't kidding. They're from Chicago. Chicago ice cream.

Dark chocolate peppermint ice cream. Splendid Jeni ice cream.

Simply delightful

Tuesday, December 20, 2011

The way things look.

I've kind of been messing around with how I want the blog to look, without really adding any content, which is strange.

I guess I'm vacillating between cutesy and too cutesy, and I'm leaning toward the latter.

So, I guess what I usually write about is what I'm learning about and doing. That used to be what I wrote about... haha...

There are three things.

1. School is out. I leave for Fort Worth wednesday morning.
2. I am moving out of Crow House and moving into Untitled House. I really want to give it a good name, but I can't really think of one... I was thinking about maybe another bird name, like Dove, or something literary, like Thrushcross Grange, or Little Whinging, or something...
3. Spiritually, I've been better. I've also been worse.

If I compared myself now to myself a year ago, I'm not sure that I would readily take this condition over my condition a year ago, simply because I think I had more childlike faith back then. Loving God and loving others felt easier. Doing crazy things and dreaming crazy dreams, really.

On the other hand... I've learned so much. There are certain things now that I'm putting into practice. Temperance. Forbearance. Prudence. I'm learning to hold my tongue. I'm being careful and discerning. I'm trying to guard my heart.

Maybe I'm wrong, but, I think people used to hold me in higher esteem than they do now. I remember, when I used to talk, suddenly I wasn't speaking out of what I knew, but what I felt led to say... I miss the feeling of being used. I miss feeling like the Spirit was speaking through me.

But there is hope.

I am convinced and persuaded through the granting of so many prayers and a general clarity of the Lord's faithfulness to pursue me that I am a member of the elect.
I don't mean to sound arrogant... rather, I want to say that I'm convinced that the Lord is after me. He's gone to great lengths and given me dreams that have made it impossible for me to deny His existence.

That being said, I haven't pursued Him nearly as well.

I really think that's the main difference. I was chasing the Lord with all my heart last year. My new year's resolution (yes - I'm making it before Christmas) is to resume that chase.

Christ be with you, friends.

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

Root Beer


So, I'm not twenty-one yet.

I'm saving my first sip of beer for my 21st birthday. I want to drink it with the closest friends I've ever known.

Lately I have been....

dancing in the kitchen and singing the song from the Muppets:
"Life's a happy song" - Muppets I love it.

The lyrics go, "Everything is great, everything is grand, I've got the whole wide world in the palm of my hand! Everything is perfect, it's falling into place, I can't seem to keep this smile off my face!"

I feel that's the most accurate update I can give you.

I'm so happy. I'm the luckiest girl in the wide, wide world