Monday, August 18, 2014

The Sun Hasn't Said Hello...

      The concept of waking up in the middle of the night is becoming surreal to me at this moment. Early morning notions seem to be spinning in my middle and ideas of sleep disappeared a while ago.

The mind or at least my mind is more active in the middle of the night, and I do not go without a minute of not knowing what to say.

        Yesterday, I officially moved in my apartment for my last year of school! That's right, this girl is a senior. (Insert shouts of happiness and random dancing!) After bumps and bruising from moving furniture or just smacking into them I have come to two major premises:

1) I should never be in the furniture moving busy.

2) Everything is better when the sun is up.

First, I should never be hired in anyway to move somebody's furniture...move it your self. I can't sleep on my side because of my swollen ankle from cracking it one the side of heavy duty, not-going-to-break till you're dead furniture. Also, don't get me to hang things on the wall because my eye doesn't catch "straight" so you're wall decals might be rung strangely. Don't ask me to color coordinate because everything matches red I'm certain of it. Yeah, that's me, Ms. Mover!

Second, everything is better when the sun is up. So yeah, I may be able to write really fantastic stuff when the sun is sleeping but I will be feeling this later on today and it won't be pretty. Other people tend to be up when the sun is up, except one of my roommates who has already stated that she will not be up at 8:45 when the coffee pot starts making that glorious popping noise as it makes the "best part of waking up." But besides her, one can safely assume that most will be up at a reasonable time.

The sun saying hello also reminds me of something else:

From the rising of the sun to its setting the name of the Lord is to be praised.

Regardless of the sun's lack of hello at 5am, it is still a good day to praise the Lord. The sun helps me remember that despite today's mistakes, the sun sets and begins again. Daily, I have to make the choice of praising and living for the Lord.

Praising the creator of the sun that has the ability to rise and set in its own time. What a God we have!

So as the sun slowly rises and it's beautiful light begins to shimmer in the distant horizon, think about what a might God we have. As your coffee begins to smell like a "strong train to wake" think about the awesome acts our God is capable of.

p.s. "strong train to wake" seriously is a great comparison for Coffee if you think about it. That first cup is like a train hitting you to consciousness, which now that I think about it is OPPOSITE of what a real train would do...but I still like the idea.

p.s.s. If you would like me to move your furniture I'm sure money would help a poor college student decide to get over her feel of stumping toes.

Tuesday, May 27, 2014

My Friends Keep Knocking At My Door...

So...I tried to quit blogging and as you can see it worked, for a while. Then I had an irresistible urge to express myself.
Life has been hectic and this seems to be the only excuse I can find for not wanting to blog.
I have made a list of five things that is good about blogging, just in case you were wondering what my post was to be about.


1) I can rant about whatever I want! Actually, I read for a good blog you shouldn't really rant but sometimes...(I'll leave this unfinished sentence so you can insert whatever you would rant about.) Observations/rants can provide valuable reasons to those interested.

2) A little bee told me it helps improve grammar. I totally agree, unfortunately my grammar is nothing to boast about- but that's what this blog is for. I'm improving for the future.

3) It gives me a reason not to hang out with my more social friends. (Me being an introvert rejoices at this thought.) The conversation sounds like this: Jon says, "Hey, you coming to the party?" "Oh," I say seeming to ponder his question, "I can't, I have this writing assignment thing. Maybe next time." Then, I spend the rest of the evening with hot coco, sour patches, netflix, and of course, this blog.

4) It gives me the opportunity to advocate for something I care about. If you haven't noticed, I am a big advocate for Compassion International. This blog gives me the opportunity to talk about it and the ways people can get involved in are discussed.

5) Finally, it allows me to have my voice heard. A time to become transparent for others to experience my life. This is important in my life. I express myself better in writing anyway. Talking becomes jumbled after a while and the only thing left is pen and paper or type and blog.

Those are the five reasons blogging is good for me. Just in case I need reminding and my audience wants to know. So forgive me and my lack of blogging sense November. This rants is over, grammar improved, my voice is heard, and my friends keep knocking at my door! (I told them about this writing assignment and they laughed...)

Tuesday, November 12, 2013


By now many of you have heard about the Typhoon Haiyan and the devastating results in the  Philippines According to news sources this typhoon is even bigger than hurricane Katrina. People have lost families, shelter, food, etc. they need our help. Organizations from around the world are stepping in to help reach out to these people. And we can help, one such organization is Compassion International. Click on the Widget button at the upper right corner of this blog for more information. Every little bit help.

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