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jim elliot said...
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jambo. jina langu ni
clay noe.
i'm 29. i like chai, missions, adventure sports, curry, democracy, text messaging, hiking, a good hoodie, my church and kentucky basketball.
i do not like olives, injustice, dumb drivers, golf, liars, wearing suits for prolonged periods of time, or duke basketball.
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i walked into a gas station in purvis to prepay only to find an interesting looking woman behind the counter. her hair was a little longer than shoulder length and was a caramel-brown color that had obviously been put on in her kitchen sink. atleast 10 multi-colored plastic costume bracelets adorned each of her wrists while her neck had to have been hurting from all of the gold hanging off of it. her skin was leathery and dry - either from years in the sun or years in the tanning bed, but years nonetheless. in a deep voice from smokers lungs, she said (and i quote):
"how you doin' bubba?"
i was shocked. she wasn't saying "bubba" to be funny. she really was calling me bubba! i let out a big belly laugh and just responded with:
"good. how you?"
we chit-chatted for a minute or two about how cold it has gotten down here (cold being relative of course), she took my twenty dollars and i made my way back to my truck - laughing on the inside for just being called bubba.
(sidebar - other firsts include fried pecan pie and concretes. i quickly attempted to link both of the aforementioned desserts, but to no avail.)
endless love - watch this mpeg. trust me here.
[via irresponsible journalism]
i thought about God's sense of humor today and laughed.
i hate math. i took it 4 times during college. mat098, mat099 and mat100 twice. i suck at math. i don't understand it. i offered one professor to let me write a paper about a famous mathematician (if one exists...???) in exchange for not making me take a final examination, but he declined while his stomach was bouncing up and down with laughter.
but what do i do for a living right now? work with numbers - equations, formulas, math of all kinds.
funny God.
a powerful revelation
to me has been shown
the hallmark channel
as the lifetime channel is almost as bad
dad a western
wanted to watch
if you’re ever
for something different searching
a movie
rent
even better
a book
read
how can something so Ugly end up so
Beautiful?
at first, it moves slowly, but steady
you can't tell the head from the tail
then one day it builds
a shelter all around itself
it doesn't talk to anyone
it doesn't eat
you think it has died
until one day it spreads it wings
and flies away
leaving the past in the past
it's a sad, sad day.
mr. miyagi (otherwise known as pat morita) passed away at the age of 73. i LOVED the karate kid films when i was growing up. i even had one of the drums you twisted in your hands that he used to motivate daniel-san when he was fighting.
he was an exceptional actor, sometimes accepting demeaning parts as an "oriental" or "asian" just so he could make a living. browsing through his filmography and guest appearances is impressive.
i wonder if he knew Jesus...
1. deep fried turkey
2. baked ham (although I didn't partake of it)
3. mashed potatoes
4. sweet potato casserole
5. macaroni and cheese
6. broccoli casserole
7. corn pudding
8. dressing
9. chicken and dumplings
10. corn
11. green beans
12. cranberry salad
13. buttered rolls
14. red velvet cake
15. pumpkin pie
16. lemon pie
17. pecan pie
18. peanut butter fudge
19. Granny's punch
yes. today i did suffer from FCS.
my church - NVMC, sweet potatoes, my parents, democracy, my nephews and niece, sister and bob, my family, my Xterra, Pastor Boggs, cell phones, forgiveness, debit cards, global positioning systems, my job, academia, peaches, media shout v3, God and His grace, second chances, third and fourth chances, my green Cuba hoodie
sometimes i get annoyed when people read my blog, but don't comment on it.
turf wars are stupid. i don't understand them. well - i do understand that people get territorial and feel the need to fight for what is "yours", but it's stupid. childish.
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church was cool today. praise and worship rocked. media shout rocked. judy's ministry rocked. i'm glad i'm a part of nvmc.
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i've gluttoned twice today. once at lunch - prime rib, baked potato, salad and bread. then there was dessert - chocolate cake.... mmmmm... very good. dinner was sonic. not really a big fan of sonic, but it's what the family wanted so i went along with it. i had a burger, tater tots and a route 44 coke (sorry Dr. Myers - i know you wouldn't approve). i feel miserable now because i'm suffering from FCS. fat cow syndrome.
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my niece told my sister today to "shut up". she's 2.
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i'd like love in my life. it'll come eventually - unless she's still in a coma...
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prophetesses that say words like "crap" and "sh*t" on their ministry tapes make me laugh. "but the Bible says, 'he pisseth on the wall'."
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i sometimes think that prophets and prophetesses that call themselves prophets and prophetesses just like to say that they're prophets and prophetesses. but what's the difference between a prophet calling himself a prophet and a teacher calling himself a teacher? they're both part of the five-fold ministry... hmmm... i'm still processing this one.
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i took my nephews to the movie store tonight to get a few rentals. the movies they wanted to watch made me laugh. they didn't want kid movies, but didn't really want adult movies either. they're too mature i guess.
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bad spellers of the world: untie
i'm in kentucky for the weekend. it's cold up here - really cold. i've forgotten how much i dislike cold weather. arthritis + cold weather = not fun.
spent several hours at the church this morning working on media shout and getting everything ready for the service. we're having judy jacobs tomorrow, so it should be good. media shout v3 is MUCH better than v2. It's not as user-friendly, but the features are much more advanced and that rocks! i really enjoy working on it...
ok, not much going on today. no deep revelations to reveal, no poetry to share - just sort of a mellow day. this would have been a good day for chili, a warm blanket a few good movies. but it didn't happen. oh well...
a whisper would be great
can i hear?
have i shut out the noise for too long
that i haven't noticed i am now deaf?
please, God, let me hear
a whisper would be great
a whisper would be great
the silence is killing me
or have i already killed myself?
a ferocious clap of thunder
or a roaring ocean wave would be nice
but a whisper would be great
now i thought americans were pretty bad about suing people over absurdities, but this beats all i've ever seen.
an australian woman is suing her doctor in a "wrongful life" suit. she's blaming her doctor for letting her be born. read the article and see for yourself...
i'm exceptionally tired tonight on a few different levels... tired. i'm going to (try to) rest now.
i love rain - especially when people have holes in their roof.
spending a year or two learning a language, compiling words to create a dictionary in that language, then using that dictionary to translate the Bible into the language... hmmmm... very interesting....
i read an interesting article in the NY Times at 20,000 ft this morning. I'm normally not a reader o' the Times, but it was on the plane so i figured i'd take a gander... i read through the news and sports and arts sections. i then saw a section of the newspaper that i have not ever seen before in any newspaper - giving. it was a whole section on giving. i dove in and started reading articles on charity, volunteerism post-katrina, and supporting the troops. then i saw a headline that read "Their Mission: Spreading the Word Through Business". it tells stories of non-conventional missionaries who spread the Word through their businesses - such as a california man who opened a tex-mex restaurant in romania and a woman who opened a medical supply operation in the middle east.
wow - i don't remember ever hearing about this methodology during my time at lee. of course, we've all heard about tentmaking, but is a little different twist. read the article (the link is above) and see what you think...
i think i'm going to read the Times more often...
ahhh... this made me laugh...
i have thought about God and my own
life's existence, and it's not like i've
not been on my knees in repentance -
bigger than life and out on my own
i've come to these conclusions about God
i have thought about God
when searching
for solutions - disappointment and cost
birthing such
confusion - surrendered my
trust to the truth, not a system and to God
how can we walk underneath an open sky
how can we say we have eyes
and yet we can be so blind
you have your race and religion and i guess i
have mine
what about God?
i had thought about God when my
own
father was dying. i fought the idea of death
and its timing - i turned the
other cheek only because
i was crying... out to God
you can look
through the windows
of a stained-glass cathedral -
you can speak in
tongues in a
church with a steeple -
who holds the keys to your own
hearts temple?
i wonder if it's God?
what about... God?
do you ever
think about...
rita springer
dogs in southern mississippi don't like me. just as white, saliva covered molars of a seemingly docile dalmation were an inch from my fingers, my hand received the message from my brain to MOVE! i hauled tail to the back of my truck unscathed, all the while dad's stomach is bouncing up and down with laughter as the homeowner is screaming like a banshee at the dog to get away from me.
i don't think dad should go with me anymore to houses that have dogs. he brings me bad dog luck.
at least there was no sniffing this time...
- 1. had to be at the office by 8am - oy vey
- 2. ate at sweet peppers deli - yum
- 3. measured brett favre's home - nervous
- 4. got sniffed by a pit bull - scary
- 5. measured home of a 15 yr old kid - confused
- 6. got a call back from an adjuster - amazed
- 7. ate at taco bell - yum (again)
- 8. watched uk beat georgetown college 85-63 - not surprised
- 9. watched lost - intrigued
- 10. blogged
THE AMAZING RACE is by far, the most wonderful show that any hollywood comm'y has dreamed of to date (no offense to the non-hollywood comm'y's.) it really is amazing. i stayed home from church tonight to watch the two-hour episode in which the annoying paolo family was eliminated. glory be!
cingular service isn't always the best. i still have my cingular phone from "up north" and use it to call friends and family far away. however, tonight it didn't want to cooperate. sister and i talked for a while on a plethora of phone calls. that's no exaggeration.
i don't think i'm going to switch blogs. i like this host pretty well. it's user-friendly.
i'm going to an interesting home tomorrow. stay tuned for more details...
i've started another blog. i'm addicted, what can i say? but - i might stop posting on this one and start posting on the new one. i'm trying a new host site because it seems to offer advanced features. we'll see...
stand by.
Read the article at the link below about a group of Chinese children who were arrested while attending Sunday School.
The Chinese officials ordered the children to write "I do not believe in Jesus" 100 times before they would be released. Instead the children wrote the following: "I do believe in Jesus. I will believe in Jesus tomorrow. I will believe in Jesus forever."
Chinese Children Persecuted
my neighbors are loud
they laugh loudly
they speak loudly
they sing loudly
they have mucho fun
it's past yesterday
so the clock says
but i can't sleep
because they do
everything loudly
why am i quiet?
mother and i ate today at copelands
and i consumed too much food
- wood grilled chicken with yams and salad -
but what's new?
wildcats played tonight at rupp arena
and we beat nsu pretty badly
- patrick sparks and mondo-rondo -
but what's new?
a never-before-seen-episode of lost is on television
and i think it's great
- the dharma initiative -
it's new!
it was rainy today
first appointment - cancelled because of rain
second appointment - cancelled because of rain
third appointment - cancelled because of rain
you see where i'm going with this...
it was a good day
two call backs -
one for regular and one more complicated
but two nonetheless which is always a good thing
maybe you didn't see where i was going with this...
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