My newest favorite song

This is it (You instead of me) -- Jonah 33

Because I'm playing for keeps this time around
I'm in too deep
To think about falling down
And giving up again
I want to live each day just like
It was my last chance to prove
You're all I have
And that is all I need

This is it--it's what we're waiting for!
This is it--it's all we're fighting for!
I finally get a chance to show the world
What you have done for me
So let this moment be
You insteand of me.

Tired and bruised--every broken bone
Reminds me that I'm far from home
And these scars remind me who I am
But you're the one
The reason that I run
And I won't stop until you're done
You're the only hope I have

I've counted the cost and I know
Everything that really matters is
Everything worth fighting for!

Don't be a weather hater...

It amazes me how much my emotions and attitude is affected by the weather. I kind of knew it already but I was definately reminded today. I'm not a morning person by nature, but this morning I was especially grouchy, irriatable and moody before I even saw how foggy and gloomy it was outside. I drove to work, not really in a bad mood really but rather, just feeling ho-hum with that sick Monday morning feeling.
But later on today when the weather got warmer and the air was clear, I was so full of energy and excitement over nothing really. I was just rejuvinated by the spring like weather. I would gladly trade snow days in for days like today!

After work I had a denstist appointment. My new dentist told me that I have great teeth. That was pretty cool. Last time I went to the dentist I was told that I had 4 cavaties. I never had them filled and I went today with the mindset that I was going to have to have some fillings needed. My new dentist said that I have only one small one and he barley noticed. Is it possible for a cavaty(sp?) to dissapear? Either way, I'm not complaining!

I thought about blogging today and felt like I had a lot of stuff I wanted to say...but it's getting later and now I'm quiet. Oh well.

"It's a small world after all..."

It's amazing how new people pop into my life. A handful of my friends I have made, I had an unseen connection with before I ever met them (ie. people who have a connection with other people i know). For example, I met Nina freshman year of college and her father met a woman who went to my church and we shared a campsite at creation before God had us be roommates. Then she was paired up as roommates with a girl I that I knew from brownies (girl scouts). That is my favorite story. There are others, like how I randomly met Dave, who was connected with Marc; and Dan who had a connection with an ex girlfriend of Dave and I'm sure there are others that would come to mind if I thought about it long and hard enough.

God never ceases to amaze me. Today it happened again. I made a new friend that just so happens to Melinda's boyfriend's roommate! I also find it interesting that on top of that we also have other random things in common, like the fact that he drives a white Mercury Tracer that looks identical to the one that I used to have, and he is left-handed too. Obviously, most importantly he is a Christian.

Tonight, the Bridge had a good message that as Christians we should practice self-sacrificial love and how hard it is to do. It's paiful, messy and lonely. I was able to reflect on times in my life that I had to love people who deeply hurt me and how it was awfully hard to do so at the time but the reward from doing it was awesome. It was a really good service.

Afterward Nina and I went to Max and Erma's and had a really good talk, or so I hope. Now we are watching a movie. Today was an eventful day...a good day.

More "Sun"-sational stuff....

Its power is the source of life. It has the ability to give life or to scorch life. It is a consuming fire. It seems to dissapear from time to time, but it never leaves, it is always there. It brings forth light yet can take away sight. It has a pull on us and we can not survive without it. What is it? It is my God.

You Are The Sun - Sara Groves
You are the sun shining down on everyone
Light of the world giving light to everything I see
Beauty so brilliant I can hardly take it in
And everywhere you are is warmth and light
And I am the moon with no light of my own
Still you have made me to shine
And as I glow in this cold dark night
I know I can’t be a light unless I turn my face to you
You are the sun shining down on everyone
Light of the world giving light to everything I see
Beauty so brilliant I can hardly take it in
And everywhere you are is warmth and light
And I am the moon with no light of my own
Still you have made me to shine
And as I glow in this cold dark night
I know I can’t be a light unless I turn my face to you
Shine on me with your light
Without you I’m a cold dark stone
Shine on me, I have no light of my own
You are the sun, you are the sun, you are the sun
And I am the moon you have made me to shine
And as I glow in this cold dark night
I know I can’t be a light unless I turn my face to you
No I will never be a light until I turn my face to you
No I will never be a light until I turn my face to you
No I will never be a light until I turn my face to you

It seems that I always get inspired to blog mostly in the morning when I should be doing work. I'm giving into temptation and being bad today. I even ate a creamcheese iced cinnamon bun, when I know I should have drank a fruit smoothie or something. Boy am I bad.

Here's something that should be good. On my way to work I though about the analogy I wanted to conjure up. So you all know I hate traffic. Lately I guess God has been trying to teach me patience with it. You will rarely ever hear any words of profanity come from my lips when I am around people. But when I lose patience in traffic, you would think I've just walked out of a sports bar. I realized that when I flip out when I am in traffic and don't act very Christ like that I am sinning against myself. Great. So now I've been convicted, and its something I have to give to God now. He tested me yesterday when it took me an hour and a half to get to Ambler because of the weather and I failed misearably.
So I like to get where I am going and I like to have the control. But surrendering my life to God means that I now give him the control. I may think that my timing is better, but it's not. God's timing is what is best for me because I know he cares for me. So when he he asks me to wait for things, it is like waiting in traffic. I want it now, I want to move now, I want things to happen now. But God may need me to wait until I am truely ready, but things will happen eventually, just as the traffic starts moving eventually, so will I when God feels I am ready. So the more I throw hissy fits and continue on crying and wailing, the longer the wait will seem to me, but if I relax and enjoy the presence of God and be in fellowship with him, I won't even realize how quickly the time has past and how easily I will finally arrive to my destination.

The Sunrise

A casting light radiates the mild darkness; its enveloping brilliance reaches down, softly kissing the cold winter’s earth, easing warmth, and instilling beauty to its monochrome form.
The sky-filled canvas reveals shades softly blending together in harmony, complementing the contrast of colors of the lonely field beneath.
Moments later, the same serenity rests upon still waters overlooking a bridge. The illuminating light dances upon glistening, timid ripples, an invitation to the cold crisp waters, an intoxicating thrill of energy abounds.
What splendor these pictures portray in the stillness of the dawn, a humbling distraction from the here-to-there syndrome of life’s monotony.
Its captivating uniqueness bears a seal of authenticity.
This painting no human artist could independently fashion, nor in such a way, as to eradicate inertness, and awaken it with the anticipation of the promise of a new day.

Not old maids yet...

It's getting late, and I should be going to bed now, but I'm stuck in front of this lovely box know as the computer monitor, and finding it difficult to peel myself away. My prime motivation for leaving and going to bed should be the fact that I'm compelled to listening to my poor sick roommate snoring her heart out to the beat of her own drum.

The best part of the day was that I finally got to go out to dinner with Sharon, a Christian woman I met through my work about a year and a half ago. We went to a Mexican restaruant in Norristown. She was so nice to treat me to dinner. We she ordered a marguerita. I figured it was a special occasion so I ordered Sanguria. It tasted more like wine than fruity. I ordered a bean burrito. What I received was not a bean burrito. I opened it to find cow remains. Small price to pay for being picky.
It was so good to meet with Sharon. She is such an amazing person, so warm, kind, caring and friendly. I can't understand why some guy hasn't swept her off her feet yet. She the type of person, you scratch your head and wonder why she's not married becasue she just has so much to offer. I really pray that God blesses her with a wonderful man. She prayed the same for me. We talked about love and marriage and missions and dreams. She wants to go on the same mission trip I am planning on going on next to Kenya. It would be so good to have a familiar face.

She things I'm mature for my age. I'm flattered by that. Most people mature over time, gradually. All of a sudden people are telling me I'm mature. I feel like it happend overnight. Like when you wake up in the morning with a big pimple and everyone can see. I don't feel that mature... I think I focus on all the times that I act goofy or silly and usually that's what I hide around new people....but yeah I guess I have matured more lately (or at least socially).
"I'm a big kid now!"