Tuesday, February 28, 2006

Here's a scene from Bottle Rocket where Dignan is telling Anthony about his 50 year plan. Below is a page from the plan in his spiral notebook. I'm sorry I am bringing this movie up again but these guys kill me..

The Next 25 Years
F. Obviously these years will be heavily influenced by the years that precede them.
1. Multiple accommodations
2. When possible
a. Meet people from foreign countries.
b. Find ways to develop properties
Remember what Huey Long said, "You make your own opportunities"

Further Opportunities

Did you ever write a plan in a spiral notebook or in your heart and it just didn't work out? Hmmm...the best laid plans..

Job 17:11
My days have passed, my plans are shattered, and so are the desires of my heart.

Jeremiah 29:11-14
For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. Then you will call upon me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you. You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart.I will be found by you," declares the LORD, "and will bring you back from captivity.

Beverly Mann
- (with tears streaming down her face) "Sweeeeet!"

Sunday, February 26, 2006

"One morning over at Elizabeth's beach house she asked me if I'd rather go water skiing or lay out. And I realized that not only did I not want to answer that question, but I never wanted to answer another water-sports question or see any of these people again for the rest of my life. Three days later I was on my way out to the desert, and that was that." ~Anthony~
Oh man, this is one of my all time favorite movies. Some say its a bit slow but I love it. There are so many great lines and the Wilson boys are in it, so that says alot. I think they wrote the movie.
This was Anthony's explanation of why he went to the mental hospital...
Did you ever just feel like one more thing would send you over? I love people. I love it that Anthony states how we all have felt at times. You ever feel that way?

Saturday, February 25, 2006

I spent the week doing an Internship in the amazing Mrs. Reece's Kindergarten class. I think everyone needs kindergarten therapy. I loved it. I was a bit hesitant to go to Mrs. Reese's class because of that little incident last semester, when I was visiting her classroom and I unknowingly pulled a chair right out from one of her students. It wouldn't have been so terrifying except for the fact that this student,who was now lying on the floor, was already wearing a seizure helmut. There was a pregnant pause of questioning, if this might be a sign that maybe I should answer another calling...... I got over it.
This week I was amazed at what these kids could do. I would be so enthralled in watching them learn and completing their tasks, when I would be reminded of the reality of my situation, as I look up only to see one of the tiny intellectuals digging in his nose. Eww......I got over it.
Then there was library time when Cadon came over to show me the book he had chosen about Bones. We turned the pages and talked about the pictures. Josue joined us and gasped when we looked at a picture of a real skeleton. Josue then tapped me and he began to ask me a question, which I'm sure he thought would lend itself beautifully to our conversation, "Where is his pee-pee?" Oh my... thankfully Cadon had spotted another picture to show and I was saved..... I got over it.
If you ever get a chance to visit a kindergarten class...don't miss it! It may be a bit gross at times and they may make you blush a bit but you'll get over it.

Thursday, February 23, 2006

There are moments you remember all your life.
There are moments you wait for and dream,
Of all your life.
This is one of those moments.
I will always remember this chair,
that window, the way the light streams in.
The clothes I'm wearing,
The words I'm hearing,
The face I'm seeing,
The feeling I'm feeling,
The smell, the sounds, will be written
On my mind, will be written in my heart
As long as I live!
Okay, I am not much of a fan of musicals. I do love Phantom of the Opera and I liked Yentl.
Are there moments you remember....moments where you can actually smell the memory...songs that send you back to where you were when you first heard it?
I can smell the rain the day that Whitney was born....
I can hear the voices around me as they laid Samuel in my arms....
I can smell the broiled cheese and biscuits my Grandma would make for us after a long morning of yardwork that began at the break of dawn...
I can remember exactly where I was when my Father broke my heart...
I can remember the feel of the water rush over me on the day of my baptism and I remember a picture of the Jordan river painted on the wall...
I could go on and on....What do you remember?

Tuesday, February 21, 2006

Small Enough by Nicole Nordeman

oh, great god, be small enough to hear me now
there were times when i was crying
from the dark of daniel's den
and i have asked you once or twice
if you would part the sea again
but tonight i do not need a fiery pillar in the sky
just wanna know you're gonna hold me if i start to cry
oh, great god, be small enough to hear me now

oh, great god, be close enough to feel you now
there have been moments when i could not
face goliath on my own
and how could i forget we've marched around
our share of jerichos
but i will not be setting out a fleece for you tonight
just wanna know that everything will be alright
oh great god, be close enough to feel you now

all praise and all honor be
to the god of ancient mysteries
whose every sign and wonder turn the pages of our history
but tonight my heart is heavy
and i cannot keep from whispering this prayer
"are you there?"

and i know you could leave writing on the wall
thats just for me
or send wisdom while i'm sleeping,
like in soloman's sweet dreams
but i don't need the strength of samson
or a chariot in the end
just want to know that you still know how many hairs
are on my head
oh great god, be small enough to hear me now

Monday, February 20, 2006

Just when you think things are getting better....just feeling a bit discouraged today.

Saturday, February 18, 2006

Okay...Will someone explain those letters you have to type in to post on someone's blog? I don't get it. Like, if you weren't really suppose to be blogging you wouldn't be able to type in the exact letters? Then, they like make them all crookedy so it would make it more diffcult, so as to deter you from posting..I don't know..I don't get it..is it something we have bought into without questioning...?

Friday, February 17, 2006

Yesterday was a record breaking high in Abilene of 83! Right now, its one o'clock in the afternoon and its 30 degress with wind chill making it feel like 18 degrees. When I moved here from Alabama I was literally and physically blown away by the weather changes here. Okay, I went to see Jeremiah Johnson and maybe some of you remember, most of the movie takes place in the snow. When I went into the theatre it was hot and there was a dust storm blowing...when I came out of the movie it was snowing. Let me tell ya...that was a surreal feeling.
The weather changes excite me. It reminds me that someone else is in charge. It reminds me of the power that is at play here. I love it!!
Oh..last night I went to Sing Song in sandals and came out needing my boots! Whitney was singing in the Sophomore class and she was the cutest up there...nothing to do with this, but she is just dang awesome!!

Tuesday, February 14, 2006

My favorite love story...
...Near the cross of Jesus stood his mother, his mother's sister, Mary the wife of Clopas, and Mary Magdalene. When Jesus saw his mother there, and the disciple whom he loved standing nearby, he said to his mother, "Dear woman, here is your son," and to the disciple, "Here is your mother." From that time on, this disciple took her into his home.

When I had my first child I sat down and wept for Mary. As I watched Whitney and Sam grow I thought of Mary. What it must have been like for her...I love it that the last act Jesus performed was making sure His mother was taken care of and then... He made sure we were taken care of...
Happy Valentines Day...may I love others today as He has loved me...

Monday, February 13, 2006

Samuel..."God has heard"

This is my Sam. He is my precious child. He loves his God, he loves his friends, he loves all kinds of music, he loves his dog, he tolerates Whitney's cat and well, of course, he loves his mom!
Hey, would you guys pray for Sam and alot of his friends today? There is big drama going on at school and they are experiencing great disappointment in people. Do you remember when you first felt, in your heart, a friend disappointing you? Well, I am praying there will be no fights today...simple as that..I can't believe I can say that Sam has made it, all the way through middle school, without getting into a fight at school! I give credit to Football, where they can come close to annilating each other, and my son's heart...

He will cover you with his feathers,
and under his wings you will find refuge;
his faithfulness will be your shield and rampart.
Psalm 91:4

cover-to afford protection

This verse drew me to it as I was sitting in church, about 4 months ago.(not to imply that was the last time I was in church, but the time I read this verse) I know I have read this verse at least a million times..have you ever felt like this is the first time? You have discovered something that nobody knows about..a proverbial new land. I reached over to my friend Candy, pointing her to this verse. She nodded and smiled telling me a friend of hers has a tatoo of a feather as a result of reading this verse. Okay..I was no Christopher Columbus, (I understand the jury is still out on the whole, who really discovered America..)
I was drowning in a sea of turmoil, at the time, and felt under attack from all sides. I took great comfort in this verse because it was all about protection. The fact that His faithfulness would be my shield...I just loved it and felt an urge to stand up and shout it..but alas, that would have freaked out too many and Mike probably wouldn't have appreciated the interruption of his sermon...yes, Scott, I was reading my Bible instead of listening to the preacher...sometimes my restlessness sets in and I have to find something to do.
I pray you all feel His feathers, His cover, His protection as you walk on the battlfield today..

Friday, February 10, 2006

I am getting on the treadmill tonight...can I get a witness...

Tuesday, February 07, 2006

"There's a lot of ugly things in this world, son. I wish I could keep 'em all away from you. That's never possible." ~Atticus Finch! To Kill A Mockingbird

I wish Atticus was my neighbor...
I am so sad about what is happening to our neighborhoods. We have become an automatic garage door society where coming face to face with someone on your street can be avoided.
We had some new neighbors move in about a year ago. I went over to introduce myself. I asked them where they had moved from and the man said, "I am a retired police officer from Arlington and we moved here to get away from hoodlums." Oh boy, I thought, these are going to be some fun neighbors.
These neighbors are very meticulous in their growing of their grass.(we grow grass to cut it ...that baffles me) One day, some boys were over playing basketball and the ball rolled on the hallowed grass and this black kid ran and got it. The man came out of his house screaming, "Get off of my yard!!" The boys all ran into the house and told me this story. I explained that there are two types of neighbors. There is the one who when he is on his death bed he can say, "Man, I had a beautiful yard." Then there is the one who on his death bed can say, "Man, I had a lot of fun with those kids on my yard!"
There is alot of activity at my house. Kids are coming and going and I love it that way. I would much rather these kids be at our house then out doing something crazy. This summer it was college kids having movie nights and not leaving till the wee hours of the morning. On SuperBowl Sunday I had 45 middle school boys and girls at my house. They were out playing basketball when someone came running in saying the police were outside. I wonder who called the police...I went out talking to the Policewoman who, by the way, was a friend of mine. She said somebody called and told them someone needs to come talk to these parents about kids playing basketball in the street. The Police just told the kids to move out of the way if a car comes, then go back to playing.
I don't know, is it just me, or does this just stink. My son can't play football in our backyard because the neighbors in the back didn't like his football going in their yard.
Is there no more borrowing sugar?...Is there no more breaking someone's window with your baseball?...Is there no more watching out for each other?

“I think I’m beginning to understand why Boo Radleys stayed shut up in his house all this time…it’s because he wants to stay inside." TO KILL A MOCKINGBIRD

Friday, February 03, 2006

Hey guys....Do you need a good laugh? Okay, watch this precious clip of this little boy. Its so cute!!

I am going out to clean my house now. I will look at it as an adventure...What dost lie beyond yonder couch? Is it trash or is it treasure? If it moves I will run....

Thursday, February 02, 2006

"By the black rood of Waltham!" he roared, "if any knave among you lays a finger-end upon the edge of my gown, I will crush his skull like a filbert!" ~Sir Arthur Conan Doyle~

Okay, that quote has nothing to do with my post, I just thought it was pretty funny and might just get your attention.

"Do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail." ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson~

I have done it...the unthinkable!! I was sure I wouldn't do it again, but I did!!
I have succumed to the humdrum of life. I found myself, these last couple of days, weary, tired, and exhausted. I lost my adventure and I want it back. I have felt overwhelmed by everything. Isn't is it ironic that the most beautiful, miraculous, exciting details in your life can just be watered down to habit. Does that happen to you out there in the blog universe?
So...I pick up my backpack and head back down this path anticipating only adventure...oh yeah, Candy...with my brothers and sisters at my side.
"All for one, and one for all!"