It’s 80 degrees…

October 31, 2007

Happy flipping Halloween.

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Maybe Al Gore has a point.

October 23, 2007

Someone explain to me

October 22, 2007

why in texting language, one might type in l8ter instead of later. It’s the same number of letters. Not that it’s important.


Now Accepting Applications

October 22, 2007

So my friend, we’ll call her Remily Rew, and I were walking and talking as girl friends do. She got all fired up at how boys don’t ask girls out because they are afraid. I hear rejection is a big fear for guys. It is for girls too, so I guess we have something in common. I said that they are probably also afraid that asking a girl out on a date will convey that he wants a relationship. Date = marriage after all in this I-kissed-dating-goodbye-courtship-only-it-must-look-a-certain-way cult of Christian dating. I think I meant culture, but whatever.

But then there’s the problem of when guys do ask a girl out, they approach it like, “Hey, so you wanna like, you know, like hang out some time?” They don’t call it a date. And that leaves the girl wondering if it’s a date or just hanging out. And then girls get all over analytical about what he is really thinking and may balk at going out because he didn’t ask her out on one knee using the words that she and her girlfriends have determined are the ones he should use.

Her thought was that it would be great if guys could just ask girls out for the fun of going out. And she said that they should step up to the plate and call it a date. But I argued that girls are not made that way and will read into things.

But I also think that there are people who think dating should be fun and not so heavy. So, we have decided to start a club. Guys and girls in the club understand that going out does not mean a relationship. It just means a date. So guys can call it that and girls can realize that it is only a date. More fun will be had. And if it turns into something else, then great, but if not, then the door is open for lots of fun and the pressure is off since everyone knows the rules and terms are defined.

Anyone want to join in this social experiment?


From Keith Getty via Paige Orman

October 20, 2007

Jesus, draw me nearer
Keith Getty

Jesus draw me ever nearer
As I labour through the storm
You have called me to this passing
And I’ll follow though I’m worn

May this journey bring a blessing
May I rise on wings of faith
And at the end of my hearts testing
With Your likeness let me wake

Jesus guide me through the tempest
Keep my spirit staid and sure
When the midnight meets the morning
Let me love You even more

Let the treasures of the trial
Form within me as I go
And at the end of this long passage
Let me leave them at Your throne

Apparently all who are iTunes capable should go there immediately and download this. Paige said it’s awesome and he’s Irish. Nuff said.


Happy Birthday Rachel!

October 18, 2007

To my friend who is a gorgeous, sexy lady! You are gracious and fun. You have a very patient and long-suffering heart that is as open as your door is to the many who pass through. You are steadfast and faithful to your family and your friends. Most of all, you reflect Christ in the easy, loving way you live quietly and contentedly. Your life is so meaningful in the midst of the mundane duties that you take on with a kind sense of humour and joy. Your children will rise and called you blessed. You are a role model to me and so many other girls who are just trying to figure this whole thing out. You are loved and adored Rachel Marie* Maze.

Have a happy 29th birthday!

* heck if I know


Point Taken

October 17, 2007

I was walking and talking with God yesterday. I just lost ANOTHER temp job. Once again I was anticipating that job to be my financial rescue…that’s not right…maybe my financial floaties. I am not worried. Just weary. In my diatribing, He said something that kinda hurt. But I think we all need to hear it so…

Me: Jesus, I am just so weary of this. It’s not like I want to be wealthy, but it would be great if I could get some things taken care of. Where’s that unknown benefactor that will mysteriously grace me with enough money to cover what I need. And my body hurts. Too much running I guess. Won’t you fix this? (pointing to my right hip flexor)

Expecting a response reminding me of perseverance and contentment, He just surprised me with this dagger to the heart.

He: Yeah. Lots of people have followed me around just to see my miracles.

Ya’ll just marinade in that. Ouch.