Saturday, March 31, 2007
A diplomat is a man who always remembers a woman's birthday but never remembers her age.
By working faithfully eight hours a day you may eventually get to be boss and work twelve hours a day.
Half the world is composed of people who have something to say and can't, and the other half who have nothing to say and keep on saying it.
The reason why worry kills more people than work is that more people worry than work.
Monday, March 26, 2007
Wednesday, March 21, 2007
Tuesday, March 20, 2007
On March 9-10, Papa, Seth, and I went to a conference sponsored by our church on multigenerational vision. They were seeking to inspire families, and especially fathers, to not just think in terms of having a well-paying job, kids that look good, and a comfortable retirement, but rather to seek to reclaim the world for Christ and raise families who will continue to do so for generations. I came away inspired to seek after God more wholeheartedly; to search out his plan for me and what he would have me doing here and now. As a junior in high school, people ask me all the time what plans I have for the future, and I’ve really been thinking in terms of what I will do when I grow up, or when I graduate, but God has a purpose and a place of service for me now, and I need to be sensitive to his leading. Ultimately, there’s nothing I’d rather be than the wife of a godly man and the mother of many children, but, in the meantime, I have time and energy that can be devoted to God’s service in other ways.
Monday, March 19, 2007
I couldn't be too offended, because the guy's friends started giving him a really hard time with a chorus of "Way to go, loser!" They'd probably dared him to do it in the first place. I think he needs to find new friends.
And maybe next year, I should wear a shirt that has green on the back too.
By the way, what's the deal with teenaged guys lately?
Thursday, March 15, 2007
Wednesday, March 14, 2007
Tuesday, March 13, 2007
Friday, March 9, 2007
The problem with conservatism is the goal. Our goal should not be to make America what it was 50 years ago or 200 years ago. It should not be to make our churches like 17th century churches or even 1st century churches. We should not base our clothing, our music and movie choices, our theology, or our ethics on what we grew up with or what our great-grandparents grew up with. Our standard has to be the Scriptures. We need to fight not for man’s institutions, but for God’s Word to have authority over every area of human existence.
Thinking this way allows us to take the offensive, instead of propping up systems, like the government school system or an artificial dress code. We can engage the culture where it stands, since we have a standard that is universally relevant and which never becomes antiquated. Now we are free to abandon the fort and pursue better ground.
So what am I, if not a conservative? A radical? A reformer? A progressive? I don’t know if there is a label that fits. But I do know that by God’s grace I will never just sit back and be satisfied with the status quo, whether in government, church, or my personal life.
Thursday, March 8, 2007
Well in this case, it means that my very generous and apparently unsentimental friend, who is moving out of state, gave me a whole car load of stuff to either keep or sell. She thought the things she had were too valuable to just give to Goodwill, but she didn't want to mess with trying to sell them. It wasn't all things of a...um...bridal variety, by the way. There were normal clothes, an old Barbie doll, and a balaliaka. What fun!
So did my sister and I try on the wedding dress? Of course!
Wednesday, March 7, 2007
We had this giant head of cabbage. In case you can't read the scale, it weighed over 6 1/2 pounds! This is a neat experiment we did. We projected the image of the candle onto the white notecard using the lens.
Laura turned eight on February 2.
We enjoyed getting to see the MacDonalds again! This was the girls table. We visited, jammed, and watched funny videos. (Grapes, anyone?)
My grandparents were here for a weekend, but, unfortunately, it was right in the middle of my illness and I don't have any pictures. For the same reason, I don't have any pictures from Seth's 14th birthday. I was too sick to enjoy it at the time, but I did enjoy the leftover dessert! I'm so grateful to be healthy again.
Sunday, March 4, 2007
Then, he started talking about his roommate, who was asleep and didn't even stir in spite of all the commotion we were making. Our new friend said, "He keeps his eyes closed even when he's awake! He never talks. I call him The Mummy."
Saturday, March 3, 2007
In the past weeks, (okay, months) my family celebrated three birthdays, reacquainted ourselves with a traveling family band, enjoyed a visit from my grandparents, and many other fun activities. We also found a church which we intend to join.
On the work front, I've had a few outdoor projects lately. I built a deck, and I've started a gazebo. The gazebo is actually a replacement for an existing gazebo which was beginning to fall to pieces. A feng shui advisor told the homeowner that a wooden structure was one of the best things he could have in that quadrant of his property, so he figured he better have one that was in better condition. I hope he doesn't blame me if he gets sick or has a car wreck before I get the new one built.