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Sunday, October 30, 2005

Day Dream Believer

I'm not one to remember my dreams after a fit-ful night's rest, but what is it about some dreams that are simply too bazaar to forget? Burned into my mind's eye are ones involving a baby elephant, Rocky as an albino, my friends turning the size of thumbelina and me asking the world to "say 'ello to my litt'l friends", attempting to steal P Diddy's van, being forced to wear overalls and a giant easter bunny jumping out of a box. Yes, some are terrifying and perhaps that is why they will forever be branded on my brain, but honestly what happens up there to create such random fantasy? It has me slightly disturbed and more than a little bemused.

Melanie had a freaky-deeky-dutch of a dream a few weeks ago, and it was so random and intense that God actually used it to speak into her life prophetically. Let's hope my dream I had about getting stuck on one of those fifty cent child merry-go-rounds outside of Walmart doesn't have a deeper meaning...

Friday, October 21, 2005

New position

Lance informed me last night that I am the (unofficial) 'official' blogger of the Chi Alpha blog. Y'all should check it out!

Chi Alpha. It rocks. yeah. okay. i'm done.

Thursday, October 20, 2005


1st Kings 19... "The Lord passed by, and a great and strong wind tore into the mountains and broke the rocks in pieces before the Lord, but the Lord was not in the wind; and after the wind an earthquake, but the Lord was not in the earthquake and after the earthquake a fire, but the Lord was not in the fire, and after the fire a still small voice, and it was then Elijah heard it and knew it was the Lord."

God has been a still small voice to me lately. So sweet, so affectionate. I literally have just had glimpses of Him throughout the weeks that are little pieces of His grace to get me through the day. It could be just this time of year, because Missoula is my favorite when the leaves turn color... and I really haven't seen an autumn for two years now... but I'm convinced it goes beyond that. God has just been so present as of late.

I've seen Him in the butterfly I startled whilst heading out my backdoor the other day. I've felt Him when I laughed into the wee hours of the morning whilst playing in the leaves with my friends. I've bumped into Him whilst watching deer pass through a field under a harvest moon. He's been in sunsets and children and on Campus and in silence. He's been amazing, and my prayer is that all of you sense the God-whisper as well. It will revolutionize the way you look at the world.

Tuesday, October 18, 2005

Oh boy...

Yesterday a boy in my class told me I was magical. I'm pretty sure that is the first time a boy has ever referred to me as such and although I was touched, I wondered if it was just because I could open his juice box...

On other boy-related topics, The Director told me a few weeks ago that I was hard to read. What exactly does that mean? I asked my good friend Peter if it was true and he said (emphatically) that I was IMPOSSIBLE to read! Just what sort of woman am I if I can't communicate properly with the opposite sex? An awkward one.

After taking a poll of almost all the people in my world, I have received varying responses to my supposed dilemma. Some yes, some no. But I think the reason I am having such a hard time digesting this new analysis of my persona is because I've always thought I was a simple person. Fairly low maintenance for a girl who likes being a girl. Sure I have a thing about smelling bad, but if you know I hate spiders, purring and people who litter... you should have me figured out.


Thursday, October 06, 2005

Turning Turtle

I have a confession to make. After getting in a car accident on Sunday, I have become a snail. Yup. I'm the girl you hate to get stuck behind when you are driving anywhere because I literally go 10 miles under the speed limit and make complete stops at uncontrolled intersections. I know you basically want to shoot me by now... but give me a break. I'm gunshy.

And I honestly don't know why I'm comparing myself to reptiles this evening, but I feel like a fish out of water. Tonight I am usually on campus for Chi Alpha's corporate worship, but today I'm staying home to rest. I don't know what Thursday nights look like without XA. It's a twighlight zone I haven't visited since I returned from Sydney... and I'm not quite sure what to do with myself...