Me: *earnestly praising God* ...amen.
*Quiet for a moment*
Marley: Do nuts make you sleepy?
Monday, June 25, 2012
Wednesday, June 20, 2012
I went to Neon's with Harper, Wachael and Jenie a few weeks ago and I was in line for the toilet and there were two girls directly in front of me talking. They didn't know eachother, just engaging in the usual awkward strangers standing shoulder to shoulder banter. The one girl is pretty drunk, everything that flies into her head flys out of her mouth. The conversation went a little like this...
Drunk girl: I'm a sophomore at UC.
Drinking girl: Oh I graduated from there.
Drunk girl: Ooooh what year?
Drinking girl: 2007.
Drunk girl: Omigod how old are you?
Drinking girl: 28.
Drunk girl (in a very suprised tone): Wow you're really keeping up!
At that point drinking girl turns to me eyes like saucers, mouth agape. I could bearly see her for the tears of laughter.
FYI 21 year olds: just shut up.
Tuesday, June 19, 2012
"If a talking slug ate all your breakfast would you have nothing to eat?"
"If you were my food would you freak out?"
"Where does orange juice come from?... If oranges exploded on the kitchen floor would we have a goat to lick it all up?"
-Marley at breakfast this morning (during her first and second bowls of oatmeal) Philosophy or a 3 year old who will say anything to be talking or asking questions.
Monday, June 18, 2012
Thursday, June 14, 2012
A response to Revelations 5
Everyone who is anyone, men with thrones, great beasts with many wings and even more eyes, score upon score of angels
Every one praising Your name.
Saul has slain his thousands and David his ten thousands!
My lord has created billions.
Each and every person, Saul and David
Pre-appointed to be who we choose to be
My lord has saved me
God give me sight and humility
That I may find peace through partial understanding
Till that day it is all revealed.
Sunday, June 10, 2012
I went in the door to try and find a mystical HDMI cable that apparently does not exist anyway and the door got closed. Stranding me away from Marley and Solomon.
No cell phone, no neighbors to yell for out the window (only people walking to the neighborhood church NA meeting). I tried to walk Marley through the silly process it takes to open the door (squeeze very tight on the baby proofing thing and push in while twisting counter clockwise). No good.
I consider dropping to the second floor roof but rule it out on account of I was sober and no freaking way.
Luckily Bob's decrepit old laptop was on the third floor. It only boots 50% of the time. It booted and I put a message on my Firecracker ivillage/Facebook mom group. After a few minutes Jennifer Ritts called my mom and Bob per my request. No answers. She left a voicemail for Bob who never answers strange numbers. He listened to the VM and called our geographically closest friends Chris and Shannon. In the meantime Solomon has begun screaming and crying (I discover later it is because he has locked himself in Marley's room) and Marley is sobbing because she cannot get into the bathroom because it is child proofed and she does not want to have an accident.
I start freaking out. I've been locked in there for over 20 minutes. I attack the door with my feet but there isn't enough room to get a good kick. So I use my shoulder. After a few hits I decide I'd be better off using a weapon against my ridiculously solid door-opponent. So I use a coffee table to smash into the door until AHA! It gives.
I then call and contact all necessary persons and comfort my children. Marley made it to the bathroom ok!
Thursday, June 7, 2012
So much of the wisdom I hear is from Marley.
Sometimes when we do the right thing the whole world will turn against us. Sometimes just a few people will turn against us and that is enough to make us question our actions. I do not want to be dismissed as a Jesus Freak or as a blinded-by-the-Bible goodie goodie or as an extremist. But it is going to happen. It does happen. I just hope that I can start making more decisions that will please God and stop worrying about the people here. The ones who either secretly don't actually care about me or can only love me in a limited human way.
Sometimes it feels like a catch-22. If I do right by the Lord, I will be discredited in this world. How can I be a fisher of men if people discount what I say?
Dear friends, I urge you, as foreigners and exiles, to abstain from sinful desires, which wage war against your soul. Live such good lives among the pagans that, though they accuse you of doing wrong, they may see your good deeds and glorify God on the day he visits us. 1 Peter 2: 11-12
God does not require perfection to move hearts. He sent His son because He knew our limitations. He knew we were not getting there on our own. He can move mountains without us but He can also move them through us too.
I think trying our best is what He asks of us. To try to be holy, not for appearances but because holiness arises from a genuine love of Him.
It is the prayer I say nearly every day for my son. "...When he grows up, God, let him be righteous because he genuinely loves You."
Wednesday, June 6, 2012
Revelation 21: 2-4
I wish I could summon an accurate mental image of what this will really look like. Not the event itself, but the way of life it describes. These are verses of exquisite hope.