My day in lawrence...

We started off eating at Jefferson's because they (natina, micah and emily mcT) wouldn't let me eat again at a place I had already been to. I love the Mad Greek and could eat there every day if I lived closer.....walked around a bit...hit up a sucky flippin coffee shop that didn't have raw sugar, organic milk, toilet paper, and you could only have one tea bag no matter how big the size. Then we went to a few clothing stores...and off the the KU campus.

I have further confirmed my suspicion that I want to go to college...that was cool.

We spent the entire drive back worshiping to clay and audra's CD's...on to blockbuster, then to taco bell for dinner, then back here to watch a few movies. I've had a pretty awesome day. Until next month when Natina and I go back to Lawrence to watch the plain white t's live. Email me if you wanna come!

shows shows shows

About bands that only play in bars...i shake my fist! I desire to be entertained...don't they know playing there can bring about compromise? punks....

About Jared Diehl

I just wanted to see if he'd leave me a comment if I mentioned his name. Jared Diehl. Yep.

About money

Why does money always seem scarce? When I need it there is never any available...yet somehow I am mostly out of debt. hmm...I'm thinking Jesus plays a bigger role in our finances than we give him credit for.

I have a God who fights for me...

it is God who avenges me.

Daily tasks

First priority of the day: coerce my landlord into fixing my heat. Not really...he's a good guy. Just when stuff breaks in the middle of the night you're a little screwed. So I went to sleep with two down comforters, two blankets, one sheet, and entirely clothed in sweats. I prepared myself for a really really long night. However I woke up at noon burning hot. I thought I was going to pass out from dehydration. My non-deity savior had come...I quickly threw off everything but the sheet, flipped off the clock and went back to bed.

Now I am preparing for a job interview. But first I have to run to the post office and pick up my season of 24 that the post man refuses to leave at my door. Then drop by higher grounds for a cup of organic coffee...then straight over to the interview. I always feel like I'm lying in those things. Especially since one of the senseless questions they ask you is "have you ever lied?" We'll see...unfortunately I'm not too much in the mood to impress someone today.

then back home to to cook an awesome supper and watch 24 for hours. I can't wait...

Meditations

I've been reading through the new testament for a class I did in fsm. I have been paying special attention to Jesus' interaction with peter. I never really noticed how 'harsh' jesus was with him. I put quotations around that because obviously he was seriously tender to save him, restore him, call him all the great things he did. But back to my point...I have been watching how peter responded to the Lord's criticism. I mean that had to be HECK-OF scary. I get freaked out when stuart talks to me...but to have Jesus call you satan...that had to hurt crazy bad. But peter was so repentant. He didn't despise the Lord's correction. He wept when he found himself a failure (denying jesus after promising to follow him 'even unto death'). Then if you get a little further you get to watch paul smack the heck out of peter. Still peter seems repentant and humble...I want to be like peter. I mean, I haven't swayed an entire church to hypocrisy...nor do I want to...but I want to find that place of vulnerability that causes me to just trust the Lord's discipline and discipleship.

at least i have samson!

My heater is broken...but samson, with his great strength, comes to my rescue again. He's my little space heater that is strong and mighty but if you cut off his locks (his little cord that plugs into the wall) it's all over and his strength is gone. I love my little samson.

I lost my blog

I'm not entirely sure what happened, but nonetheless I'm off to another fresh start. I'm not even sure if anyone reads this thing or not...but I don't mind writing to myself. I actually rather enjoy it...