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I Can't Wait

I can't wait for the day...
When it's just you and I,
sitting out on the lawn,
talking about God.

I was originally intending not to post at all today, to make my writing about writing and just writing after Jeremy mentioned he might do it. However, my mom pointed out in passing this could be seen as arrogant and just silly. She was surprised I took any note of what she said. So I chose this instead. A congratulations to all who completed the challenge, you will added to the Hall of Fame promptly! =D

This is Napster, signing off.

A Week of Dressing Fabulously

WHAT DOES THIS MEAN? FABUULOUS?

Yes, little person in my head, fabulous.

Last Saturday, I was in the bathroom staring at my reflection in the mirror while I brushed my teeth when I glanced downward. I spotted none other than my forsaken comb. Ooo, I thought. I haven't combed my hair in a long time. Thereafter, I combed my hair, systematically in my attempt to defeat my double cowlick.

(This unfortunate trait results in this equally unfortunate hairstyle. See the back?)

Finally defeating the beast, I went off to Cross Culture, where no less than five people commented on my hair...

"I like your haircut!"

"I got it two weeks ago..."

(Awkward Silence Ensues.)

After this event I decided that I had withstood enough. Time to pull out all the stops.

I decided to prove that I can dress fabulously if I so choose. Time to dig through the drawers.

It's time to dress.

(This is one of those times I wish I owned a decent camera.)

Saturday: Sunday:

Monday: Tuesday:

Wednesday: Thursday:

Friday:

Some of these fill me with such delight. =D I personally like Wednesday... So hilarious. Thursday is pajamas, and by rule, pajamas are ALWAYS fabulous. OH AND I'M MISSING THE HAT FROM FRIDAY. I knew I was missing something.. Steven, cough cough.

And now that I have proven that I can dress fabulously, I will cease to do so. Mostly because I'm too lazy, and it all comes down to what's on top of the pile. Shrugs. I'm very secure in my image. :P Though, I won't stop styling my hair... Mostly because it's fun. =D

On that note, tomorrow is the last day for the blog challenge! May I congratulate ye all on your hard work and writing, a fabulous job, and I look forward to seeing you all participate in the future challenges.

Fair thee well!

Plug In Stereo

I really like this guy's voice and he writes beautiful/adorable songs.

Psalm 2

10 Now therefore, O kings, be wise;

be warned, O rulers of the earth.

11 Serve the Lord with fear,

and rejoice with trembling.

12Kiss the Son,

lest he be angry, and you perish in the way,

for his wrath is quickly kindled.

Blessed are all who take refuge in him. (ESV)

  Reading this, this morning I was stunned by the clear, vivid picture of Christ our savior coming as mediator for sins, for the wrath of God. The "Son," is the one that we must kiss, isn't it stunning how God planned everything... From all the way back.

(Commentary by Matthew Henry based on the King James Bible) 

"Whatever we rejoice in, in this world, it must always be with trembling, because of the uncertainty of all things in it. To welcome Jesus Christ, and to submit to him, is our wisdom and interest. Let him be very dear and precious; love him above all, love him in sincerity, love him much, as she did, to whom much was forgiven, and, in token of it, kissed his feet, Luke 7:38. And with a kiss of loyalty take this yoke upon you, and give up yourselves to be governed by his laws, disposed of by his providence, and entirely devoted to his cause. Unbelief is a sin against the remedy. It will be utter destruction to yourselves; lest ye perish in the way of your sins, and from the way of your vain hopes; lest your way perish, lest you prove to have missed the way of happiness. Christ is the way; take heed lest ye be cut off from Him as your way to God. They thought themselves in the way; but neglecting Christ, they perish from it. Blessed will those be in the day of wrath, who, by trusting in Christ, have made him their Refuge."

Sparkling Ocean

You ask me why the ocean sparkles,

I look at you questioningly,

"Where would we be in a world where the ocean doesn't sparkle?"

Screaming Apathy

You scream.

a high pitched shriek arising from pure terror.

"I don't care."

The wailing of a keening mother, over a new born child.

You scream.

"I don't care."

I struggle to fight and try and walk away

but some morbid fascination pulls me back.

"I don't care."

You're the person on a bridge, prepared to take the leap,

your life is over, you're ready to sleep.

"I don't care."

Apathy is disgusting, a wretched feeling of indifference

I hate it... but

"I don't care."

Each person with so many problems, with such need for what is true,

they've lost their sense of hue.

"I don't..."

I falter as the Lord steps in, he enters my spirit and fights off my sin,

He takes the cross and walks up the hill, and dies so I can live again.

"NO!"

It's so wrong, so offensive he shouldn't die for me,

he should just let me be.

"I..."

So this what love looks like, what caring for those people is,

giving up your life to make people His.

"I... Care."

A light fills me up and I look around, my eyes now are opened to the fear and the sound

I run to the woman who's child has died, and persuade the poor soul who wants suicide.

"That's not the answer."

I plead and I comfort, I'm aware life's a cycle and that we are caught in it

I point to the cross where Jesus has hung,

"Where he gave up his life for the weak and the wrong!"

I still remember when I didn't care.

I remember when it was all about 'fair'.

"Now... now I care."

Driving My Mother Crazy

*Having listened to Brain Regan with me earlier in the day.*

Mom: Brian Regan.

*Swerves car.*

Mom: AHHHHHH!!!!!!!!

(Spotify-Brian Regan – Evel Knievel)

(Youtube-http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8w06S_JHuhY)

*After spending time talking about GPS's and crashing.*

Mom: I'm going to smash into the road.

Me: How do you do that?!

Mom: I don't know, but I am going to.

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