photo.

photo.

Saturday

i'm watching the office all the way through.

i'm on season three.

and i love it.

so, so, so much.

Wednesday

boys

i had to have a weird conversation today with my best friend.

it ended up okay. 

we'll still be best friends for a long time. 

:)

Tuesday

once a week

God, Gideon, and my father

so i had a project due for my Old Testament class called a "Lesson Plan"... 3-4 pages of a teaching outline or something similar about part of the OT we had studies previously in class.

so i figured i would do a lesson for junior high or highschool aged kids about gideon and how he needed to trust God more or something like that. but as i did my research and read about it and studied the scripture itself, i found gideon to be completely underrated by most of us.

he only asked for verification three times for the biggest action of his lifetime for his entire nation. he asked that the Angel of the Lord stay and wait for his offering, and that the Lord would give him two different signs from a fleece left in dewy grass. but check this out -- while God pared down his forces from some thousands of men to only 300 to defeat the huge army of the midianites and amelakites, gideon didn't complain or question God once. not once.

the people recognized gideon as a strong leader; a general worthy of their respect and their trust. when he blew the trumpet and called Israel to arms against the impending enemy attack, they came. and after the battle, gid went after the enemy with fierceness and decisiveness that behooved a general of the Almighty.

he went from a young man scared of his own family's reactions to anything he might do, to a general that fiercely fights battles for the Lord.

and what caught me the most about this story, was the very beginning. in the very beginning of the story, God goes to gideon to talk to him about what he is supposed to do, and he calls this kid a mighty warrior. gideon's like, "say what?!"the Lord called it like he saw it... he knew gideon would become a mighty warrior for His Glory, and told him so.

God sees our potential, too... and he calls us by His name to live for His glory. i hope i can transform the way gideon did... and do awesome stuff for His kingdom the way gideon did.

also, i got an email from my dad today, and i would just like to brag about him. he's the most humble, smart, wise, loving, compassionate, just, generous christian man i've ever seen. he's the best husband and best father i've ever even heard of. i am so, so proud to be called his daughter, and have the same last name as him. i get to talk to him  all the time!!! be jealous of me! haha..

also, i love triscuits

Monday

Wednesday

mail call!

got a huge package in the mail this week!

it held:
big red (the soda!)
Ale 8 1 (also a soda!)
goldfish crackers
twizzlers
pringles
and valentines boxes of chocolates!!!

i love my family.

also, i have a ton of homework tonight.

a harmony of three gospels (only a section a few verses long in each)
a 1-2 page narrative paper rough draft
20 verses to memorize
reading for a seminar

all these things are due tomorrow/friday/saturday. stupid seminars messing up my weekend.

Sunday

Saturday

also

i miss big red.

NO! not the gum. pfft. that gum tastes gross.

the SODA.

big red is a drink. not a zingy gum.

and i want some.

people

i love so many people. i basically love everyone in the world. not even kidding, God has given me this cool thing that allows me to see people as something worthy to love and take care of... so i love them. they're valuable for sure.

but some things drive me crazy.

like the freshman couple who hang out in my dorm's lobby all the time... giggling about who knows what, kissing all over each other, and having incredibly uncomfortable to over-hear conversations like how obsessed he is that her feet stay soft. (what?!?!)

like the way almost every time you walk into a girl's dorm room, they're talking about boys, in some shape or form. i'm not gonna lie, me and rach do it, too... so i can't judge you too much. but i don't really care how cute the new guy on campus is... or what colors your wedding will be, someday, after you get a boyfriend and he proposes. or how your boyfriend forgot to get you anything for your four month anniversary. (why do people count those anyways?! celebrate longevity and true sacrificial love... not a four month relationship that may not make it to the fifth.)

like the way every time you walk into my room to waste time while your mac n' cheese is warming up across the hall, and spend the whole three and a half minutes talking about how so many boys think you like them, but you weren't even flirting or anything!!! and all these people keep teasing you about all these different boys... but you can't help it, you just hang out with a lot of boys, you guess.

some things i actually like to observe because of how much they amuse me.

like the conversation i overheard while waiting for krystin to finish checking out at walmart... "i'm never coming to walmart again!!" ha! yeah good luck with that, living in jomo, where walmart is the only place bigger than a gas station to buy groceries. also, walmart was busy today... learn to deal. the managers there do not revolve all of their job around making your visit to walmart as easy as they possibly can. you aren't their only customer. haha.

like the time when *the unnamed one whom i love* came and sat with the guys/rosie table for dinner the other day... right next to the guy with the funniest/gayest/rudest mouth ever. it was brilliant!!! i love this girl so, so much... but watching her interact with trevor and patrick might have been the funniest thing i've seen in a really long time!! ha.

like the way my roommate wanted to boil water with her teapot and then pour it into old water bottles... when there's a water fountain down the hall. she's so cute... i kind of like her a lot.

anyways. that's all. for now.

Wednesday

gross!

why am i such a slob?

i decided that this semester, i'm going to train my hair to not need to be washed more than once or twice a week. so my hair occasionally looks pretty nasty.
it's way too often that i'm too lazy to get up and change into pajamas before i fall asleep. so this morning was one more morning where i woke up in my clothes from yesterday. and my hair desperately needs to be washed.

i feel soooo sick nasty. but i don't particularly care right now.

i think my small group is going to serve at a nursing home in a little over two hours. i should get on that laundry, i guess.