Monday, August 31, 2009
Thursday, August 27, 2009
He has a very unique cube, featuring such treasures as a statue of Gollum with an interchangeable Smeagol head that sings the fishy song and a Black Rider bank that screams everytime you put money into it and a photo of him with Sam Gamgee himself.
This morning when I got to my cubicle, he had placed life-size Frodo in my cube, which made me scream, even though he is only 4 foot.
P.S. Did I tell you that he used to be head cow at Chick Fil-A? And what's more, when he received this post on his iPhone, it cut off the last several letters, so the title appeared, "My New Cow." That's right. Patrick is our new cow.
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Sunday, August 23, 2009
We also replaced all the old doggy, cruddy, gross brown baseboards and doorframes with clean new white (as seen below). Isn't that so much better? It makes everything look cleaner. And, in fact, it is. I did all the demo, of course, so I got down and dirty with the baseboards. Besides being stuffed with dog hair wads, there was a small ant colony with what looks like 20 years of ant poop. (Mike, naively, theorized it was dirt. Whatever.) (Note: Though I cleaned most everything, I made Mike clean out the ant poop "dirt".)
We took pics of the Whits. Here's Baby Four. Or Elias, as Josh likes to call him.
Thursday, August 20, 2009
When I first got there I was a bit nervous because the people were...different from me. One woman had a big fur purse. That kind of says it all. Now, there's nothing wrong with being different, but it makes me nervous and I tend to clam up.
But then they took me to "the green room," and that made it all better. They should really call it the food room. It was awesome. If only I hadn't just eaten 1 1/2 Arby's Classics and there weren't large-haired women in the hall who would have seen, I would have dived into the cookies and chips and chocolates and rolled in it on the large plushy couches.
Not necessarily because the food was so incredible. But because it was free. Ah, free food,. Is there anything like it? What I wouldn't go through for some free food. It can make almost anything better, such as a stinky auto mechanic shop with just a plate of Chips A'Hoy.
My interviewer, Linda Shepherd Evans, was a really kind woman whom I liked, and the nice thing about interviewers is that they know how to talk, even when I don't. So with my free pomegranate Izze in hand, I was confident to face the light Christian music.
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
- Jonah suddenly makes sense. He always seemed like such a curmudgeonly old racist, what with hoping the Assyrians would not be saved but would rather be crushed. But now I can understand it somewhat better from a Jewish perspective. (You've been promising us for generations that you'll save us from the oppressive Assyrians, God, and now you want to save them?!)
- God really cares about justice. And mercy. And the poor, the widow, the alien. I know that's super hip to say in the current spiritual climate, but hey, it's in there. (A bunch.)
New Testament Ramblings
Reading Matthew is having such a different effect on us now in the context of hundreds of years of Jewish history and ancient culture.
- Suddenly what Jesus says seems so radical. He says of the Centurion, a Roman that he hasn't seen any in Israel with such faith as his. Many will come from east and west--other nations--to be in the Kingdom of heaven like Jonah's Ninevites and the Queen of Sheba, whereas many Israelites will be thrown out. That seems so much more extreme considering all the promises to the Israelites we just read. But God shows again and again that what he cares about is the heart, not who your daddy is.
- Jesus' teachings are so in depth, compared to the fairly basic commands of the Old Testament. He raises the bar to a much more difficult level.
- Jesus' teachings are so beautiful and radical. One small example Mike and I were talking about tonight is how Jesus said the only valid reason to give a divorce certificate to a wife was unfaithfulness. The Jews had developed rules, such as a man could divorce his wife for burning the food. Today some cultures have similar rules. For example, in some parts of India during a trial period at the beginning of the marriage, the husband evaluates his wife. If he's not pleased with her, for whatever reason, he can chuck her. This leaves the woman with virtually no options; she's no longer a virgin and is dishonored. In making these strict laws of divorce, Jesus protects a woman from unfair desertion and ostracizing.
Monday, August 17, 2009
We just went to Estes Park for a weekend minibreak. On Saturday, we were just leaving our cabin at the Y for an afternoon stroll, when we saw a mama bear with two cubs. That was really neat-o, but also kind of scary. Mike grabbed a camera to take pictures, but it was his mom's, so now all you get to see is this picture of Mike looking dramatic at Moraine Park.
Last night, we went to two of my coworkers' wedding, Chris and Becky. I helped her pick her dress, and I am taking full credit for its awesomeness. (She's in Greece, so she can't protest.) The wedding was at the Fine Arts Center, so between the ceremony and reception we got to look at the Botero exhibit at the gallery. I love me some fat naked Latinos.
Here's a pic I stole from Facebook of the wedding.
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
At present, I feel like I have no strong direction, other than to wait, and so it brings me back to the solid truth that if I were doing those other people's things it would be their things, not my things, and that's not good for anybody. Still learning.
While reading Jon's blog and feeling quite under-skilled myself, I happened upon this post about jealousy. How ironic. (By the way, don't you hate it when people misuse the word ironic? It's coincidental, not ironic.)
So here's my advice to me: Focus on God and what he is calling me to. Forget the rest as irrelevant.
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
Monday, August 10, 2009
Thursday, August 6, 2009
In the Old Testament (yes, we're still slogging through our 90-day reading which is likely to become a 100-day reading), they are always reminding themselves of God's great acts of old. Constantly reminding themselves when things aren't so hot that God has been faithful in the past. (If I'm honest with you, sometimes I read it and go, "Do we really need to be told about the parting of the Red Sea one more time?" (Forgive me, Lord.))
- I went a little crazy several years ago. I won't go into too much detail here (if you want to know more, feel free to ask me), but basically I became obsessed with food. I first became obsessive about working out and being thin, which led to obsession with food. I forgot how to eat like a normal person and became a bit of a neurotic monster. If you doubt me, my husband could tell you stories of me throwing things. (But you wouldn't do that, would you, honey?) At the time, I thought I would never be normal again. Each day was a struggle. I was like a baby, relearning how to do the most basic things in life. It was kind of awful. But now I can say, five years later, that God has delivered me. it no longer is a daily struggle. It no longer consumes my mind. It took a long time, and it wasn't easy, but thus far has the Lord helped me.
- Second, in the past five years, God has delivered my from a very real danger, that I will leave unspoken. Don't you hate it when people do that? But really, if you ask, I won't tell you. Suffice it to say, I was in danger and God delivered me; he kept me safe, not out of my righteousness, but out of his graciousness. Thus far has the Lord helped me.
- And lastly, in the past five years, God has delivered me from bitterness and anger and expectations in my life situation. In short, my life has not ended up where I thought it was supposed to, and that has been my very real struggle for the past many years. I'm kind of slow on the uptake, and it's sad to look back and see how much time I've wasted on things inside my own head. This one is still in process, and perhaps always will be, but I can say that God has awoken me from my anger and replaced it with an acceptance, and sometime even embracing, of his will. Thus far has the Lord helped me.
Saturday, August 1, 2009
But what with house guests and interns and parties and summits and aggressive reading plans, my brain has felt contained in a fenced backyard. So creative blogs I can offer you not. Just cop out videos and photos of our busy days.
Today I will appease you with pictures of our recent experiences. We saw about 9 male bighorn sheep at Garden of the Gods. We saw their ladies earlier that day at Glen Eyrie--about 30 of them.
Jimmy came to Colorado from Kenya to see giraffes.
Mike and I pet a baby wallaby.
That pretty much sums up our days.