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Sunday, January 21, 2007

The Foolishness of God

I'm reading Madeleine L'Engle's A Circle of Quiet....it's beautiful.  I love this:

"When I do something wrong I tend to alibi, to make excuses, blame someone else.  Until I can accept whatever it is that I have done, I am only widening the gap between my real and my ontological self, and I am thus excluding myself so that I begin to think that I am unforgivable.
    We need to be forgiven:
    to be forgiven in this time when fish are dying in our rivers; in this time of poison gas dumped on the ocean floor and in the less and less breathable air of our cities, of children starving; being burned to death in wars which stumble on; being attacked by rats in their cribs...
    we need to be forgiven in this grey atmosphere which clogs the lungs so that we cannot breathe, and breathless, spiritless, can no longer discern what is right and what is wrong, what is our right hand and what is our left, what is justice and what tyranny, what is life and what is death.
    I heard a man of brilliance cry out that God has withdrawn from nations when they have turned from Him, and surely we are stiff-necked people; why should He not withdraw?
    But then I remember Jonah accusing God of overlenience, of foolishness, mercy, and compassion.
    We desperately need the foolishness of God."


Sunday, December 17, 2006

Wow I guess we're all growing up

Hmmm....so it seems like all of my friends are getting married soon or have gotten married recently...some are even having babies. That's awesome, it really is, but it is still so surreal.  I guess it's the natural progression of growing up.  So weird.  Some days I still feel like I'm 12.  Not near old enough to have a lot of married friends with children!


Wednesday, November 15, 2006

Old School Chris Tomlin

So Clayton got ahold of some really really old school Chris Tomlin/Ross King songs---oh my goodness, Chris has come a long way!  hehe..these songs are so silly!  One is called "If the Devil was a Man I'd Kick His Tail".  Very country.  And then there's one called "One Light Town", that pretty much describes my hometown.  And of course, they had to throw in a love song--"I Don't Think She Loves Me Anymore."  Fantastic.  If you can find them, I highly suggest you download them immediately for a grand chuckle.


Monday, November 06, 2006

The Windows

Lord, how can man preach thy eternal word?
    He is a brittle crazy glass:
Yet in thy temple thou dost him afford
    This glorious and transcendent place,
    To be a window, through thy grace.

But when thou dost anneal in glass thy story,
    Making thy life to shine within
The holy Preacher's; then the light and glory
    More rev'rend grows, and more doth win:
    Which else shows wat'rish, bleak, and thin.

Doctrine and life, colours and light, in one
    When they combine and mingle, bring
A strong regard and awe: but speech alone
    Doth vanish like a flaring thing,
    And in the ear, not conscience ring.
               
                            ---George Herbert, 1633.


Sunday, October 15, 2006

To my fellow Ags in row 37.....

To the drunken gentlemen who stood behind me at the game today:

You were obnoxious and rude.  You made insulting remarks about how people weren't respecting Aggie traditions by not uncovering during yells, yet you proceeded to ridicule the band and made fun of the men who received the Distinguished Alumni Awards.  Last time I checked, that wasn't being very respectful.  You made an otherwise very exciting and pleasantly temperatured game quite unenjoyable.  Grr.

That is all.

I'm glad we won. YAY!  and ee said that I am smart.



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