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February 21, 2006
Best for Last
How could I neglect to include 80s Angie?!
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February 20, 2006
Pictures by Amber
We all flashed back to the 80's for Alisa's b-day...
Rockin' out to some sweet '80s tunes...
Luke and Paul striking an '80s pose...
There are no words to describe...
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February 18, 2006
What is Your Ambition?
I was asked this question somewhat randomly last night, and it caught me off guard. I replied that my ambition changes a lot, and at the moment, I really didn't know what it was.
But I thought about it for the rest of the night. And I kept thinking:
I want to know you
I want to hear your vioce
I want to know you more
I wannt to touch you
I want to see your face
I want to know you more
And I thought that my ambition has three parts:
I want to know God better.
I want to love him more.
I want to serve him more.
And then a verse came to mind:
'Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind and with all your strength.' The second is this: 'Love your neighbor as yourself.' There is no commandment greater than these. -Mark 12:30-31
That's my ambition. But I need to remind myself of it more often.
On a more specific note, I really love people. I love discovering what makes a person unique -- what makes "Joe Smith" who he is. And the only time I have trouble getting along with someone is when they burry themselves. I know that to some extent everybody is an actor. But I really love it when people are real, even if it's not pretty. And that's the end of that random tangent.
Posted by Megan at 03:08 PM | Comments (2)
February 17, 2006
Do I Hear 600?
I hate morning talk shows on the radio. I want to hear music on my commute, not random idiots who think they know everything about everything blathering on. So everytime I hear someone talking, I change the channel until I hear music.
Yesterday, however, before I could hit the next preset, I heard one woman say she wouldn't shave her head for 100,000 bucks. I was agog. She, on the other hand, could not fathom that her fellow female host would do so for 10,000 big ones.
I pondered the amount for which I would shave my head, and came up with a number much lower. For a minimum of 500 singles, I would go hairless. Beyond that, I would auction off the job of taking the razor to my scalp. Plus, I would donate 10% to both Stonebrook and the Ezekiel Project. In other words, the starting bid is half a grand, so start the bidding!
Posted by Megan at 07:28 PM | Comments (3)
February 15, 2006
P.S.
I've heard talk here and there amongst the brothers wondering weather or not the Valentine's Day event they put on for us was enjoyed by the sisters. I'm not really sure if I can say how much it meant to me. Granted, I'd never experienced one of these events before. But I was honestly overwhelmed by being served the whole night. I felt like royalty. I think a lot of it was sensing the attitude that the guys were doing this not because they had to or were suppsed to, but because they wanted to. It was the best Valentine's Day I've ever had.
Posted by Megan at 10:51 PM | Comments (7)
Popular Demand
When I first started blogging, I did so religously. If I were to miss a day, I thought, the blog readers would take me out of their blog reading routine.
On the other hand, doesn't Solomon say something to the effect that people of few words are listened to when they speak?
But neither of these theories provides the motivation for my recent amount of blogging (or lack thereof). Rather, I just don't seem to have the time.
One of the reasons I longed to graduate from the world of scholardom into the working world was the hope of more time. My time would finally be mine, I thought! No more tests or projects looming over my head. I would put in eight hours a day, and then I would be a free woman.
But wait. I can't stay up until all hours of the night anymore. Why?
I wake up at 5:30 AM. "Absurd," you say?
I'm out of the door by 6:30 AM.
In my cube at 7:30 AM.
Out of my cube by 4:00 PM.
Home by 5:00 PM.
Dinner made by 5:30 PM.
Eaten by 6:00 PM.
Dishes, personal hygiene, and pajamas by 6:30 PM.
One Friends rerun to unwind me by 7:00 PM.
But what about when I run out of socks and have to do laundry? What about the two times a week my gas tank runneth empty and I have to refill? What about grocery shopping? What about refilling prescriptions? Fixing cars (or having wonderful people fix them for me!)? Paying bills?
Whoops, where did my relationships go? Musn't neglect those! Though exhausted by Friday nights, I force myself to go out after the Rock instead of going home. But once I'm hanging out, I have way too much fun, and before I know it, it's 2:00 AM, and my body will not forgive me for the rest of the week. So I pour coffee past my epiglottis continuously throughout the day until my kidneys warn of their impending implosion.
God is SO good. I think that what I have right now is just too many blessings to handle. A great job and tons of incredible friends that increase my joy exponentially as I get to know them better.
Am I becoming one of those people that don't know their limits and can't say no? I think, unfortunately, that I'm going to have to cut back. Impose a midnight curfew on myself for Friday nights, and say no to things other than life group on weeknights.
Yet God is SO good. Even though I'm a moron.
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