January 26, 2005
New not my home
Thanks Matt for moving the site. Maybe this will inspire me to a greater level of consistency, but probably not. It seems that this year is in the works to be the craziest and most busy of my life. But, I wouldn't trade it for a thing. I'm tired a lot, and worn out a lot. But, generally speaking I am HAPPY and I am ENCOURAGED. That's enough to keep me going.
Just a personal update for any of you who have yet to hear... I can officially cut hair in the salon now!!! It's an exciting day for me, and tomorrow is my first not in class hair cut. The only thing really scary is that my client is only eleven months old. Hope he sits still. I hear babies bleed a lot.
In other news, oh wait... there isn't really any other news. I'm pretty much crazy busy, happy, and am in school. That's life.
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January 18, 2005
The end of an era...
So, this weekend was hard. I went home on Saturday night after school to help move my Grandma from her house to an apartment. It was tough to say the least.
I mean, there was the reality that Grandma's house was going to be so different, no more fires on Christmas day while opening presents, or trying not to hit yourself on the chandelier in the dining room, or lots of little things that are Grandma's house and have been all of my life. I remember when we were little, Grandma would call up the owners of the camp grounds behind her house and they would let us swim in the pool for free.
But, it was harder seeing my Grandma so sad about thirty years of memories and knowing that she wouldn't be in that soon the house will probably be sold, and she'll have to also say good-bye to all those memories. At times she was quite overwhelmed, but it was okay.
Near the end of the day, though, Grandma's little apartment was beginning to look a lot like Grandma's hosue, and I know that so much of it being her home is her, and not the building. And... well... we must note that the location IS much better: it is kiddy-corner from the BINGO parlor, as all quality retirement apartments should be.
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January 10, 2005
Psalm 130
I read this in my quiet time today, thought I'd share...
Psalm 130
"Out of the depths I cry to you, O LORD;
O Lord, hear my voice.
Let your ears be attentive
to my cry for mercy.
If you, O LORD , kept a record of sins,
O Lord, who could stand?
But with you there is forgiveness;
therefore you are feared.
I wait for the LORD , my soul waits,
and in his word I put my hope.
My soul waits for the Lord
more than watchmen wait for the morning,
more than watchmen wait for the morning.
O Israel, put your hope in the LORD ,
for with the LORD is unfailing love
and with him is full redemption.
He himself will redeem Israel
from all their sins."
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January 05, 2005
Snow day!
So, the one good thing about going to PCI today is: It's a SNOW DAY!
The last couple days at school have been long.... I've done more manequin work than I'd ever care to, and I am waiting for my first client quite badly. Maybe I'll get lucky and get one if we have school tomorrow. Maybe not. Thanks though to all those out there who keep calling and requesting me for haircuts. I can't cut hair yet. I think that I will be able to starting after january 25 when we have our femail model haircut... until then, it's manequin work for me!
In other news, I was reading the Bible yesterday. I've been reading the Gospel of Mark lately, and have just finished it. Yesterday I was reading the story about the death of jesus, and it talks about who was present at his death...
"Some women were watching from a distance. Among them were Mary Magdalene, Mary the mother of James the younger and of Joses, and Salome. In Galilee these women had followed him and cared for his needs. Many other women who had come up with him to Jerusalem were also there." -Mark 15:40,41
I was struck, so much so that I looked up the parallel passage in the other gospels as well, and they two, with the exception of John made reference to the women who were present at Jesus' death. It hit me that the men who had been with Jesus were so afraid that they scattered, and Peter though he was present at Jesus' trial, denied any connection with him. But, these women were there, as they had been throughout his travels in Galilee.
Sometimes I get frustrated because there are few stories of what the women did in New Testament times. But, there are these little blurps here and there that are full of so much meaning to me. The women in these times were faithfully devoted to Jesus, taking care of his needs, and being near him, even to the extent of the Cross. They may not have taught publically or been given much acclaim, but they remained faithful. That's a challenge to me. Will I remain faithfully following Jesus, even to the point of death and danger?
I mean, who are we kidding: it could have been no less safe for these women to be present with Jesus, especially if people knew them to be his followers as it would have been for the men to be there. These women easily could have lost their lives. Will I count the cost, and consider it worth it to be near my Savior, no matter where he takes me?
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