Thursday, January 7, 2010
One, friends who have no ties to Alabama becoming tshirt fans for one night and being loud about it. This irritates me enough that my blood pressure suffers.
Two, that most of the football players do not speak correct english during interviews. I listened in class and am STILL having to listen in class. You could have at least payed attention to learn grammar... you know?
Three, I think bad words when teams without hand signals throw the Hook Em sign down. Slightly offensive, but thats just a personal thing. I can't help it.
Four, and this is the big one which I will have to go into and explain before you all deport me somewhere. It's just odd that we as a country have the luxury to spend so much on this sport, and we open up the game by singing about how great our country is. God Bless America.
Has He not already? Don't get me wrong. God doesn't have a problem with eating and drinking and owning things. It's when those things come at the expense of others' having their basic needs met. It is then when we are so far from where the Lord wants us. And here is where America is at currently:
* America makes up less than 5% of the world's population. And we, the 5%, own a fifth of the world's wealth.
* One billion people in the world do not have access to clean water, while the average American uses four hundred to six hundred liters of water a day.
* Every seven seconds, somewhere in the world a child under the age of 5 dies of hunger, while Americans throw away 14% of the food we purchase.
* Nearly one billion people in the world live on less than one American dollar a day.
* Americans spend more annually on trash bags than nearly half of the world does on all goods.
These are hard to swallow, but most of the time I just feel guilty. Yet guilt is such a safe feeling. It doesn't spur on any action at all. Awareness, Knowledge and Passion. Those three might actually get you somewhere.
As Rob Bell puts it: Empires (there have been many--Babylon, Egypt, etc--and now America) accumulate. And that accumulation has consequences. Blessing and abundance can turn into burdens and curses. The number of Americans taking antidepressants has tripled in the past decade. If all of this was supposed to make us happy, why are so many of us so sad?
Of course there are those that are sad, and there are those who's response to accumulation is entitlement. You "deserve" what you have. You worked for it by golly. While the Spaniards across the pond took a siesta.. you work through lunch and dinner. That promotion is the LEAST you should be getting. Or even better..when you look at someone who has it bad and the first thing you think is "they deserve that".
The people that Moses led away from the Empire of Egypt were told to beat into their children's brains the history of their exile. Because if and when they're belongings became abundant, they should know it is not from their own doing, for they would still be slaves if it hadn't been for the Lord. So praise His name for your new sheep.
God has blessed America. Don't you think it's so we can bless others? Don't get me wrong, I find myself tear up when I see soldiers see their families on TV coming home from deployment. I love the national anthem before a baseball game. And I love commemorating the 4th of July. But it's time for us to consider ourselves citizens of the world, not America. The Lord didn't bless us to rule others or be the best (please remind me of this during the Olympics. I check the medal count frequently). He does not only live amongst the suburban neighborhoods. Actually I think it is where there is turmoil that the Lord is moving most, because the Devil sees it and attempts to ruin it.
Sidenote: Does anyone else think it's odd that Jesus was a man living in a country that was occupied by soldiers trying to keep the peace? Does that sound familiar to anyone now? I don't know what to make of it, but I wrestle with it.
I am so blessed. But I am blessed so that I may be a blessing. Let us never forget the widow, the orphan or the refugee. The Lord speaks of them often in the Word. May we think like Him, and never forget what He has done. Let our pride fall by the waist side so that others may bask in knowing Him AND in maybe owning, drinking, and eating as we do.
All of the facts came from the US Census, UNICEF, and a research article from 'o7 by Oliver James
Monday, January 4, 2010
Sunday, December 27, 2009
Thursday, December 10, 2009
I haven't eaten much.
And I haven't changed my socks in about a week. I find this one okay because they are decorative, festive Christmas socks that warm my soul everytime I sit down, cross one leg over the other and catch a glimpse of their joy.
During this moment in time, I simply hold on to this fact... ONE. MORE. FINAL. And then I will drink to my second semester giving up on trying to drive me to the crazy house. I will count it as a victory. It wasn't pretty nor perfect, but neither was the Longhorn's wins over A&M and Nebraska. Yet, they are the ones going to the BCS National Championship game. As I've recited to myself over and over again through every sports season.. "Those who say it's just a game, probably just lost."
Aw yes. This is what I needed. My thoughts to be typed out onto a page and for somehow the motivation to concentrate, succeed, and persist has come back.
Before I go face-off with my textbook, I must bring a link to this post that has been on my heart all week. It's my pastor, Matt Chandler prior to surgery. I have watched it over and over. It still resonates deep within my tender heart, that He is enough. He is better. And we are here to glorify Him, even when we have a tumor growing on our brain. Even when someone close to us passes on. Even in times of drought.... He is good.
Go down to the post on Decemeber 6 and watch the video. I hope it fills your heart.
16 hours till I'm done. ohhhh what a long 16 hours it will be.
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
As I've studied the human anatomy throughout college and grad... and really my focus leaves out the incredible processes of our extremities...I've thought this simple word so many times..."wow". It just seems to define my awe of the whole thing. I have even found that understanding how the brain works has deepened my faith more than most bible studies. Jesus seems to be elusive to most. They want to see him, feel his touch, watch his miracles with their own eyes. Do they not know that He has given us a guide that is tangible and everlasting in the Word. He came down as man. He died as man. It's amazing to me the argument that people can't believe in Him because they can't see Him. He was here friends, and his footprints are everywhere.
We all walk so non-chalauntly everyday, breathe in and breathe out, talk as if it was simple nature, hear the sounds around us, and see life moving before us. These are his footprints. We are his craftsmanship that proves his Sovereignty. His work that is more intricate than even neurologists understand. And yet, we call them our experts. All of these processes--walking, breathing, talking, hearing, understanding, seeing--all start in the brain. The brain he created. It takes years to study and understand a mere glimpse of it. He did it all. You need proof of a God that is the most intelligent Creator who's work surpasses all? Please look in the mirror, and ask yourself how am I seeing? Breathing? Moving? How does that work? Science can actually be a testimony.
So back to the question: Why aren't our bodies invincible? Why do bad things happen to good people? Why should we come here, bring glory to Him, and say with confidence - "Take away all I have, and I will still praise your name". It seems crazy... until I am reminded of what John Piper wrote (no I did not read this in a philosophical book of his... it was on twitter) in his effort to bring his fellow brothers and sisters to the reality that we are tools for the Lord, not overseers who shall seek entitlement to long life, riches, or fame: "At 83, 63, 33, or 13 we have all lived longer than we deserve. At death therefore be grieved but not embittered."
Which brings me to the grief felt when my precious "Pa" passed away this morning after suffering from a massive stroke on Monday night. One artery had one clot and suddenly the ability to breathe, speak, and live wasn't easy anymore. He was 81. So thankful to be his granddaughter, so blessed to have spent time with him, and I am better because I knew him. He didn't miss one of my volleyball games. He would wear his baseball cap backwards when my brother needed some luck from the stands if bases were loaded. "Fishing" was having Pa doing everything and then letting me take the picture holding the fish. He taught me how to ride, hunt, fish, and hug. Yes, every time he hugged me I would lose my breath due to my lungs being squished. Beth Ann - you would have loved him for this reason. Never side hugs, only front.
So now I hold on to Kyle's Lake's last sermon where he said "Grieve, and grieve well."
But that is not the end. For it is followed by "At the tables with friends and family, LAUGH. If you are eating and laughing at the same time , then might as well laugh until you puke." We honor and remember, and then we eat and laugh. Because we know life is most certainly a gift. So lets celebrate it. I know a man that did. His name was George Washington Foreman. Two famous names in one. Unbelievable. :)
Even in the midst of death, Love wins. Again.
Monday, November 16, 2009
- Homecoming - awesome.
- Grad School Semester 2 almost over - absolutely.
- Almost settled on a new church - wonderful.
- a surprise night with Reba - stray from coveting this.
- High school play-off game - highlight of semester
- Researching etiologies and strategies of Autism Spectrum Disorders - well.. it's as it sounds.
- My "grad school friends" transferring from that title to the title of "friends". - Most enjoyable fact of the list.
- Still missing undergrad - of course
- Angela Broaddus getting married in less than a week - perfect.
"Here's your red dress, fancy don't let me down" - old women were tipsy singing this at the top of their lungs. Of course, then there was the couple beside me who spoke russian and looked like they had lost a bet.
It's not unknown that I was that girl in the stands at CHS football games that knew every move to every cheer. I enjoy school spirit. I enjoy rowdiness, heckling, and winning while doing it. Thank you Chad Cooper for getting me back into a high school football setting. I absolutely loved it. Maybe too much. Go Montgomery Bears!!
There shall be more... soon. Very, very soon.
I leave you with this: One time, sophomore year, Jordan Zelios was waiting on Bethany Fowler to get ready... SHOCK. :) So Jordan decides to hurry the process. Did she...
A. Go and pull bethany by her pony tail all the way to the car.
B. Complete some homework assignment that would take an average person 4 hours, and Jordi 15 minutes.
C. Appeal to the West Texas side of her roommate and scream: "Beathany, get your good slippers on... we're going to Wal-mart!"
C = success. And my favorite quote... ever.