tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56699962011-04-21T22:08:48.101-04:00Little RunOnThe Ramblings of A Caffeinated SoulMrs. Fnoreply@blogger.comBlogger1621100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-71055357661329275462009-01-23T07:13:00.010-05:002009-01-23T18:33:03.210-05:00Thoughts on InaugurationOn Tuesday, I sat in my classroom with 20 seniors and several other teachers as we silently listened to Barack Obama deliver his Inaugural Address after being sworn in as our 44th president. In a school known for its diversity, it was an amazing and meaningful moment. It was wonderful to sit with my students of such varied backgrounds and think about what it could mean forMrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1123762750569743682005-08-11T08:00:00.000-04:002005-08-11T08:19:10.576-04:00Martha and MaryI've always been a Martha, desperately wanting time to be a Mary, but now that I have the time, I find myself to be a Mary, desperately wanting to be a Martha. For those of you who don't know the story. Martha and Mary are sisters who Jesus visits in their home. Martha works non-stop serving her guests and complains about her sister who just sits at Jesus's feet, listening and Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1121021283135178612005-07-10T14:36:00.000-04:002005-07-10T14:48:03.143-04:00MovingWell...we have moved into our new house and are working to make it a home. "Owning" a home is an interesting thing. I heard someone say that you don't own a house--the house owns you. The truth is that we could easily spend all of our time and money and attention on the house. It's a beautiful blessing, and my prayer is that the house will be a place where we and others can come to rest, beMrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1118948378421766662005-06-16T14:47:00.000-04:002005-06-16T14:59:38.426-04:00ChangesOne more week until the move...this new adventure will bring many changes and I'm beginning to realize that that is life. Perhaps you can exist in stasis, but you can't really LIVE. The nature of LIVING is dynamic as we grow and develop and move wherever the spirit takes us.After next week Adam and I will be moving to Maryland where we will have a new house, a new community, new jobs, and Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1117648545764917472005-06-01T13:36:00.000-04:002005-06-01T13:55:45.793-04:00Good StuffI spent four hours at Caribou on this beautifully cool, rainy day. Now, I'm at PJ's Coffee on Highway 92, using their free wireless service. I am also excited because PJ's originated in my home town of New Orleans. In fact, I remember going to PJ's way back in the 80s before coffee shops were even popular. Nothing like reading and writing at the coffee shop on a freakishly cool June Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1117565637934957072005-05-31T14:37:00.000-04:002005-05-31T14:53:57.940-04:00The Good I Ought to DoI feel as if my first week of vacation has been successful in terms of doing the good I ought to do...Reading--it is an unfortunate thing that English teachers do not have time to read for fun during the school year, but now I am enjoying Tale of Two Cities by Charles Dickens (I know...I'm a nerd).Writing--again, I don't have nearly enough time to write during the school Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1116862069245063732005-05-23T11:21:00.000-04:002005-05-23T11:29:10.906-04:00Just Do SomethingThis is one of the chapter subheadings of the book I’m reading, Seizing Your Divine Moments by Erwin McManus. Have you ever noticed that Christians are all too often defined by what they don’t do rather than by what they do? Christians don’t get drunk, don’t use bad language, don’t have sex outside of marriage…Of course I’m not saying that Christians are free of sin—we are still Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1116700520896363102005-05-21T14:31:00.000-04:002005-05-21T14:35:20.903-04:00TimeSchool is out--an event which I believe teachers anticipate even more than students. But for some reason, this year I have a slight sense of anxiety along with my eagerness in regards to summer. For some reason, I feel a bit overwhelmed by the awesome responsibility of managing my time wisely this summer. I am so used to my time being dictated by circumstances. During the school year, Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1115993210337626202005-05-13T10:04:00.000-04:002005-05-13T10:06:50.346-04:005 More DaysMrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1115388018605894552005-05-06T09:58:00.000-04:002005-05-06T10:03:30.976-04:0010 More Days...Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1114776224816033232005-04-29T08:02:00.000-04:002005-05-06T10:06:01.883-04:0015 More Days...Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1104439107966752182004-12-30T15:21:00.000-05:002004-12-30T15:38:27.966-05:00New Year
For my last post of 2004, I would like to reflect on the year of new that I had this year (not necessarily in order of acquisition or importance).
New churchNew apartmentNew jobNew ringNew husbandNew nameNew familyNew sister-in-lawNew Athletic Achievement (Disney Marathon) New favorite TV show (Arrested Development)New least-favorite TV show that I still watch for inexplicable reasons (Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1098304770614050842004-10-20T16:34:00.000-04:002004-10-20T16:39:30.613-04:00My Father's World
I love Fall...
This hymn was written by a man in 1905 who had a love for hiking. He would begin his hikes by saying "I'm going to see my Father's world."
This is my Father’s world, and to my listening ears
All nature sings, and round me rings the music of the spheres.
This is my Father’s world: I rest me in the thought
Of rocks and trees, of skies and seas;His hand the Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1096489831489304752004-09-29T16:07:00.000-04:002004-09-29T16:30:31.490-04:00"Our lives are filled with gifts from God, little miracles. The trees that line the road we take to work. The car (new or not so new) that gets us there. A chance to work. Eyes to see. A place to sleep. His faithfulness in days gone by. All these should keep us worshiping moment by moment. Let's face it, gratitude for the gift of breath alone should keep us praising for quite some time!
Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1093443957605880462004-08-25T10:22:00.000-04:002004-08-25T10:25:57.606-04:00Surprise!
It's me! For now. I'm afraid that I've had to take a forced blog hiatus, and there is no end in sight. I simply do not have time in my work day to post. In fact, I don't even have time to be writing this...
Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1092327373042982092004-08-12T12:12:00.000-04:002004-08-12T12:16:13.043-04:00Hurricane Party
This weekend, we're heading to Jeckyl Island where I will be in Kim2's outdoor wedding. Start praying for us! Tropical Storm Bonnie and Hurricane Charley are both headed that way!
Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1092061699055513522004-08-09T10:25:00.000-04:002004-08-09T10:28:19.056-04:00We're all just numbers. I'm worth $6.93 according to barcodeart.com.
Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1091814366135242712004-08-06T13:27:00.000-04:002004-08-06T13:46:06.136-04:00Back to School
I'm sitting at my new desk in my new classroom at a new school. My desk drawers are full of school supplies, my walls are covered with posters, and my files are filling with Week One activities and handouts. I have stacked and numbered 400 books to hand out to my 140+ students. No matter how much I prepare, I know that next week will still be a bit crazy. Going from summer Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1090761821617733122004-07-25T09:07:00.000-04:002004-07-25T09:23:41.616-04:00Where did the summer go?
Tomorrow, I report to Roswell High School for what I affectionately call New Teacher Torture. "New Teacher" includes anyone who has not taught in this district even if you have 4 years of teaching experience. I'm trying to remain optimistic, but past experiences with such "training" has proven to be quite painful. Frequently they involve workshops on how to perform Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1090522160508126122004-07-22T14:26:00.000-04:002004-07-22T14:49:20.506-04:00Summer Reading
Students dread it and I drool over it. Have you visited the summer reading tables at Barnes and Noble lately? Stacks and stacks of books that some teacher somewhere read, loved, and decided that teenagers would benefit from reading during their summer break. I can't help but feel sorry for these students. I must admit that my heart sank a bit as I looked at the dull covers ofMrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1089651546832717042004-07-12T12:51:00.000-04:002004-07-12T12:59:36.256-04:00Becoming One
Well, it's official. We're married. The ceremony and the reception(s) were better than I could hope for--reflective of our personalities and glorifying to the One who brought us together.
Thanks to EVERYONE who helped make it happen (and put up with me and my stress in the process). Thanks to our families and friends who were amazing, supportive, and generous in giving us suchMrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1088170579973717452004-06-25T09:33:00.000-04:002004-06-25T09:36:19.973-04:00Country Song of the Week
This one's for my dad...
Tough Little Boys ..( Gary Allan )
I never once, backed down from a punch.
I'd take it square on the chin.
Well I found out fast a bully's just that
And you got to stand up to him.
So I didn't cry when I got a black eye
As bad as it hurt I just grinned.
But when tough little boys grow up to be Dads
They turn into big babies again.
Scared me Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1087830592001867502004-06-21T10:57:00.000-04:002004-06-21T11:09:52.000-04:00Playing House
Adam and I moved our things into our new apartment this weekend. It was an odd experience--both real and surreal. Merging our possessions reinforced the reality of the fact that we really are getting married in less than two weeks. At the same time, setting up the apartment felt a bit like make believe, as if we were just playing house.
It was also a lot of fun. We both haveMrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1087502539821062102004-06-17T15:33:00.000-04:002004-06-17T16:02:19.823-04:00Five Hours Late
I'm back in Atlanta...barely. Actually, I've been here for two weeks--two weeks of non-stop appointments, shopping, and to-do lists for the wedding.
It all began on June 5th. I had been traveling from the village for 20 hours and had only 30 minutes left of my last leg (Chicago to Atlanta). Then...the pilot clicked on the PA, "I hate to be the bearer of bad news but the Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1086201475994400342004-06-02T14:36:00.000-04:002004-06-02T14:37:55.996-04:00Sunset is currently at 12:16am and the sky stays pink until it melts into sunrise at 5:42am.Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1086132968901619602004-06-01T17:00:00.000-04:002004-06-01T19:36:08.900-04:00Clubbing of Fish
The Yupiit have words for the different times of the year that roughly correspond to the months of our year. I have a Yupik calendar on my desk that has these times of the year in it. In case you were wondering...
Ingun--Molting of Birds--July
Tengun--Flight of Birds--August
Amirairvik--Caribou Shed Velvet--September
Qaariitaarvik--Masked Festival--October
Cauyarvik--Time of Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1085903879249914242004-05-30T02:21:00.000-04:002004-05-30T03:57:59.250-04:00PO
After 35+ mph winds kept the planes from delivering mail yesterday and the calm morning brought the periodic buzz of planes at the airstrip, the post office was even more popular than usual today. "Going PO" is part of daily life around here. And although folks offered to check mail for me or give me a ride on a four wheeler, I just couldn't give up the opportunity to enjoy the fresh air Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1085773327863132712004-05-28T15:00:00.000-04:002004-05-28T15:42:07.863-04:00Wind
As the wind roared acrossed the tundra grass, it crashed against my house like waves on the beach. I love the sound of the wind out here--it is soothing and awe inspiring all at once. I slept so well last night and didn't want to get out of my cozy bed this morning.
Beans
Crisis at work. We couldn't find any coffee at the school this morning. I know that we are spoiled here in that the Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1085703798686766102004-05-27T17:32:00.000-04:002004-05-27T20:23:18.686-04:00Local Headlines
First King Salmon of the Year--the 40'' 20 lb. fish was caught in Quinhagak
First Halibut of the Year--A'urunaq Friend of Kwigillingok caught this 30'' fish
Button--this article was about how a baby girl in Kwig got her name
Increased Fuel Prices Cause Concern--some things are the same no matter where you go...
From the Delta Discovery in Bethel.
Quattuorquardragintillion
Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1085428723292891182004-05-24T15:16:00.000-04:002004-05-24T15:58:43.293-04:00I'm at "work." I'm teaching Algebra I and sixth grade math to students who needed a little extra time to finish up the course requirements. I will theoretically be working with five students at a time, but this morning only one made it up "on time" and even he was thirty minutes late. There was a dance last night, so many students and parents were still asleep when I called at 11am.
I have a Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1085385271965447472004-05-24T03:50:00.000-04:002004-05-24T03:54:31.966-04:00Culturally irRelevant Ministry
Then he got into the boat and his disciples followed him. Without warning, a furious storm came up on the lake, so that the waves swept over the boat. But Jesus was sleeping. The disciples went and woke him, saying, "Lord, save us! We're going to drown!"
He replied, "You of little faith, why are you so afraid?" Then he got up and rebuked the winds and the waves, Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1085266618985309392004-05-22T18:41:00.000-04:002004-05-22T18:56:58.986-04:00I am now almost as cool as Melissa! I've uploaded pics for you guys to see. Click here to see various pics from graduation. Here are two you should definitely view:
Graduation--Tununak style
The VillageMrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1085209623695996442004-05-22T02:51:00.000-04:002004-05-22T17:53:17.536-04:00A Different World
Last night, we graduated 4 girls and 1 boy from Paul T. Albert Memorial School in Tununak, Alaska. Another one of my former male students (that I taught for two years here) also graduated from boarding school last week. All of this is a big deal. We have not had this many high school graduates in at least six years, and it has been at least eight years since a male student Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1085095855315621682004-05-20T19:27:00.000-04:002004-05-20T19:30:55.316-04:00Real--Not Necessarily Ideal
I sat in the fold out jump seat of the Twin Otter and felt strangely at peace as the propellers purred to a roar that made it almost impossible to talk to the person in the seat next to me. As the plane took off, I felt a sudden rush of excitement. Something about this little plane was comforting to me. As I glided in the sky over the tundra, I realized that flyingMrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1084906405976134942004-05-18T14:47:00.000-04:002004-05-18T14:53:25.976-04:00Travel!!!!
Leaving today for Alaska! I can't wait to smell the fresh scents of Tununak in the summer! Mmmmm...tundra and fish guts...
I will stay in Chicago tonight before beginning the three plane ordeal tomorrow(Chicago-Anchorage-Bethel-Tununak). I'm actually looking forward to it. I love travelling. Especially in Alaska.
I'll try to post updates of my adventure! See ya in Blogdom!Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1084363469230214462004-05-12T08:00:00.000-04:002004-05-12T08:04:29.230-04:00Country Song of the Week
Adam needs to be prepared to have this perspective when these (or similar) things happen (if they haven't happened already):
Little Moments
Brad Paisley
Well I'll never forget the first time that I heard
That pretty mouth say that dirty word
And I can't even remember now
what she backed my truck into
But she covered her mouth and her face got red
And she just Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1084208296698458602004-05-10T12:53:00.000-04:002004-05-10T12:58:16.700-04:00The MTV show Made is holding an open audition at Lassiter tomorrow after school. Apparently, I'm old because I've never heard of it. But I find it interesting nonetheless.Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1083948727809032002004-05-07T12:52:00.000-04:002004-05-07T13:01:26.043-04:00The front page of the AJC made me sick today. I don't know what upsets me more: what happened to the prisoners in Iraq or the exploitation of the events by our media. Probably the former, but the latter is a close second.
"Remember those in prison as if you were their fellow prisoners, and those who are mistreated as if you yourselves were suffering." Hebrews 13:3Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1083725146280167762004-05-05T21:00:00.000-04:002004-05-05T21:08:30.966-04:00Country Song of the Week
Well...I've decided to start a semi-regular feature on my blog that may threaten to scare some of you away. I have never been a big country fan, but lately I have found myself lingering on the country radio stations when I'm sick of the sex-laden lyrics of pop music, the obnoxious "jokes" of 99X, and the syrupy trite lyrics of Christian radio. Almost all of the songs (Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1083723624346480882004-05-04T22:20:00.000-04:002004-05-04T22:26:27.530-04:00It's Not About Me Part Two
This wedding thing is an interesting creature. Everyone keeps telling me it is "my day," but everyone seems to have an opinion about what should happen, when, and how. Neither Adam nor I enjoy many of the activities required to plan and implement a wedding. We don’t like making decisions, shopping, spending money, being in crowds, or dressing up. We find all of Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1083627309737593122004-05-03T19:35:00.000-04:002004-05-03T19:38:03.483-04:00Other Stuff
Believe it or not, there is other stuff going on in my life other than the wedding. Not much, but other stuff does exist. Namely, I got a job at Roswell High School. This is a total blessing, because it is one less thing I have to think about, and it is close to where Adam works. Um...I'm sure there is other stuff. Hmmm...I hear that the last episode of Friends is coming up. I Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1083088943848889952004-04-27T14:02:00.000-04:002004-04-27T14:05:28.263-04:00Wedding Planning Part One
Although I don't want to turn this into a blog about the wedding, the fact is that planning is consuming my life much more than I would like to admit right now. Blogging about it is therefore inevitable.
I have a few fatal flaws that are thus far impairing my ability to plan this wedding. First of all, I'm terrible when it comes to making decisions. Apparently, Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1082567036016787412004-04-21T13:03:00.000-04:002004-04-21T13:06:54.356-04:00No Apples
I've never had a student bring me an apple. I've gotten mint oreos (my fave), candy bars, and today (for the second time) I got coffee beans! I love my students...Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1082482405114068852004-04-20T12:00:00.000-04:002004-04-20T13:38:00.610-04:00THE NEWS!
Yes, it's true! We're engaged! Adam ([ex]changed.life) and Kim (Little RunOn) are getting hitched! YEAH, GOD! Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1081875634440958882004-04-13T13:00:00.000-04:002004-04-13T13:03:24.763-04:00Airbrush
Apparently, airbrushed shirts are cool again. I knew we should have gotten one in PC two years ago. Unfortunately, I was too cheap and settled on the Henna tattoo that washed off three days later.
So...we're back at school, and the halls are filled with dark tans, neon T-shirts, and stories of drunken escapades at the beach. It amazes me how some things never change. I've never Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1080909388396739822004-04-02T07:36:00.000-05:002004-04-02T07:39:19.450-05:00Happy Blog Day!
Today is Adam's Blog Day. Little [ex]changed.life is one year old today. Go wish him a Happy Blog Day!Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1080758173819150662004-03-31T13:36:00.000-05:002004-03-31T13:38:50.670-05:00Cover to Cover
I am ashamed to admit that not only have I never read the Bible from front to back, I actually never read many of the Old Testament books all the way through. The other day I decided that needed to change and had the brilliant idea of making a plan and actually setting the goal of reading the Bible cover-to-cover this year. OK...maybe it was someone else's idea, but the fact Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1080757869058376112004-03-31T13:31:00.000-05:002004-04-02T12:24:53.700-05:00Green!!!
Yesterday was beautiful! As I drove to work, I just praised God as I looked at the miracle of bright green bursting forth from the trees. The tiny buds were apparently just waiting for the rain. Then, yesterday evening...a rainbow! How happy!
I wish I knew how to change the color of my font for this post, but, unfortunately, I'm just not as cool as Adam.Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1080582784633648622004-03-29T12:53:00.000-05:002004-03-29T12:57:04.046-05:00Coffee by the Book
What a novel concept (pun intended)! A bookstore and coffee shop all in one...wait, no...OK, so it's not necessarily original, but this is a LOCALLY owned, quaint lil' coffee shop and bookstore located in a cute, old house in historic Roswell. It is open until 9 on weeknights and 10 on weekends. $1.59 for a bottomless cup of coffee. And...not a teenager in sight (nor anyoneMrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1080324636432864632004-03-26T13:10:00.000-05:002004-03-26T13:13:08.670-05:00Ahhhh...the soft tapping of a brand new keyboard.
I am writing to you from the brand new Dell in my classroom...Are your papers graded yet? What papers? Can't you see that I have more important things to do like entertain my friends with pointless posts on my blog? Who has time to grade papers?
Last night, I went to "grade papers" at a coffee shop. Because the Bou would close too early, I Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1080175651962206202004-03-24T19:47:00.000-05:002004-03-24T20:09:29.860-05:00Well, isn't this nifty. I type up my thoughts, click publish, and they appear on the internet. Interesting.
OK. OK. I know it has been a while. But I really do have a good excuse. You see...I no longer have internet access at my house. And...I can't access Blogger in my classroom. And...the teachers in the workroom talk too much for me to blog in there. And...I actually have work to do Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1079637200358386202004-03-18T14:13:00.000-05:002004-03-18T14:15:44.576-05:00Only You
Louie gave a great message at 7:22 on Tuesday. The series, focused on discovering God's will for our lives in the midst of conflicting messages from our culture and media, is not just for singles. Tuesday's message was particularly encouraging and challenging. God has given each of us unique gifts, talents, and skills. And he has placed each of us in different spheres of influence.Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1079076402492713842004-03-12T02:26:00.000-05:002004-03-14T18:55:18.030-05:00LEAP of Faith
Last Tuesday, Cheryl scored free tickets to see a world-premier play at the Alliance. LEAP is a play about faith--what we believe, why believe, and how we believe. The inter-faith cast developed the play from a series of monthly meetings in which the cast members gathered to discuss what they believed. Constructing the play as a type of worship service complete with call to Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1079076284585940172004-03-12T02:24:00.000-05:002004-03-12T02:27:02.170-05:00What do you say?
What do you say when a 14-year-old looks at you in tears and asks how can a good, loving, all-powerful God let me go through this? If He loves us so much why does he allow innocent people to suffer all over the world? What about my grandmother who already died, but didn't know Christ? Do you think I'm going to hell?
We've all heard those questions--from friends, from family,Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1078778139894576222004-03-08T15:35:00.000-05:002004-03-08T15:37:53.890-05:00Hey folks!
We really did have an amazing service on Sunday. Check out some pics at [ex]changed.life.Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1078703409172341412004-03-07T18:50:00.000-05:002004-03-07T18:52:22.110-05:00So...um...hi...
This is a bit awkward. It's like when you don't talk to someone for a while, and you just aren't sure what to say:
"So...what have you been up to lately?"
"You know...work, ministry, drinking coffee, etc."
"Where are you working?"
"Lassiter High School."
"Really? What are you teaching?"
"Ninth grade English."
"Wow. Better watch my grammar. I admire you. I couldn't do that. Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1078164633697075642004-03-01T13:10:00.000-05:002004-03-01T13:12:40.950-05:00Grrrrr... I have no time to blog! Give me a few more days to settle into my new job, and I'll get back into this.Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1077814382859314962004-02-26T11:53:00.000-05:002004-02-26T11:55:05.450-05:00It actually snowed!!!! I almost cried when I looked outside this morning. What's wrong with me?!? I guess I just miss the snow of Alaska so much!!! I must admit that I am grateful for the down time. I slept in, went for an unusually pleasant run, and now I'm hoping to get my work done for next week so that I don't have to work this weekend. I love the Southern snowphobia...Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-107750622613702082004-02-22T22:17:00.000-05:002004-02-22T22:20:11.153-05:00So...yesterday, as I prepared to take my lazy rear out for a very slow 10K run (first since the marathon), I found NINE unmatched running socks...couldn't find a single matching pair. I didn't even know I owned nine different styles of running socks.
In other news, my eyes teared up twice in the last three days while watching television. First, Dr. Phil had toddlers on the show to meet his Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1077302392816591102004-02-20T13:39:00.000-05:002004-02-20T13:41:49.670-05:00Let's hear it for Retail Sales Associates
Well...Wednesday was my last day as a sales associate in the camping department of REI. I must admit that I felt no sorrow as I walked through those sliding doors into the fresh air of Sandy Springs. Last night, I finally sat down (after much procrastination) to begin working on my lesson plans. It was so much fun! I love the psychology and Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1077083397944214802004-02-18T00:49:00.000-05:002004-02-18T01:29:05.640-05:00As I tried to comment on Adam's blog about his discussion of Mel Gibson's interview, I decided that what I needed to say was too long for a quick comment. You may want to pop over there and read that first so that you have an idea of what got me started.
Actually, I first began to consider this about a week ago when I read a Newsweek article entitled Who Killed Jesus?. The article seemed so Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1076601486227574822004-02-12T10:58:00.000-05:002004-02-12T11:06:49.686-05:00It's not about me?
So here is an interesting bit of news I discovered in the book I'm reading, Blue Like Jazz by Donald Miller. Apprarently, the world is not all about Donald Miller as he initially thought:
"It is like in that movie About a Boy where Nick Hornsby's chief character, played by Hugh Grant, believes that life is a play about himself, that all the other characters are only acting Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1076387427860456052004-02-09T23:30:00.000-05:002004-02-09T23:32:14.170-05:00Scout on Education
"The remainder of my school days were no more auspicious than the first. Indeed, they were an endless Project that slowly evolved into a Unit, in which miles of construction paper and wax crayon were expended by the State of Alabama in the well-meaning but fruitless efforts to teach me Group Dynamics...as I inched sluggishly along the treadmill of the Maycomb County school Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1076041363983448492004-02-05T23:22:00.000-05:002004-02-05T23:25:01.390-05:00I would like to formally apologize to anyone who was offended by my salutation to Cheryl at 9:01 AM on Thursday, February 5, 2004. Contrary to certain accusations, this was not a shameless attempt to solicit comments on my blog. Although I did want to greet Cheryl on this particular day, I never intended the post to go as far as it did. Consider it to be nothing more than a blogging Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1075996815146407132004-02-05T11:00:00.000-05:002004-02-05T11:04:33.966-05:00Hola mis amigos! Yo estoy ensenando en la escuela de mi madre hoy. Estoy leyendo con mis estudiantes una cuenta se llama "Patricia Va a California." La cuenta es muy mala y estupida. Yo puedo escribir mejor que esta persona que escribo esta cuenta. Esta muy dificil para escribir este post porque no me recuerdo como usar muchos de los tiempos de verbos y no se como usar los accentos en el Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1075989674689691552004-02-05T09:01:00.000-05:002004-02-05T09:02:56.763-05:00Hi Cheryl!Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1075741439875835042004-02-02T12:03:00.000-05:002004-02-02T12:11:51.153-05:00Went to see Girl with the Pearl Earring at Madstone the other day. It was a very satisfying movie. Although I haven't read the book, I think it may be one of the rare occasions when the movie is better than the book. Because the story is a fictional potrayal of Vermeer and the creation of one of his most loved paintings, the story translates well to film with the concentration on images, lightMrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1075388717077561762004-01-29T10:05:00.000-05:002004-01-29T10:07:23.153-05:00Um. I have way too much time when I sub for my mom. Here is a Godfather Quiz. I got 9 out of 10.Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1075388022931730462004-01-29T09:53:00.000-05:002004-01-29T09:55:18.123-05:00Phew.
This morning as I considered the Godfather problem, I realized that the trilogy really doesn't glorify sin. Michael Corleone's attempt to control the world around him and achieve happiness and success through violence ultimately leads to the destruction of his family. In fact throughout the history of the genre (which finds its roots in the 1930s), gangsters have attempted to achieve Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1075351709582712232004-01-28T23:48:00.000-05:002004-01-29T07:02:18.293-05:00Please Prove Me Wrong
I apologize up front about the ridiculous length of this post, but I’ve been pondering this for several weeks now. As an avid moviegoer, this could potentially be life changing. I respect all of you who read this blog, and REALLY want your opinions on this. Take your time, think about it, pray about it, and make a comment (or send me an email).
Many of us have had this Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1075126274291588092004-01-26T09:11:00.000-05:002004-01-26T09:12:46.250-05:00If anyone is curious, here are the Golden Globe Nominees and Winners.Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1074994472450041702004-01-25T15:34:00.000-05:002004-01-25T21:12:43.950-05:00Fun Activities
I first heard about Urban Challenge in Runner's World. It looks way fun and we have plenty of time to train for the next one in Atlanta. I think we should all do it. You need to have a partner, and it helps to have support people with access to a computer that you can call via cell phones.
I also think this week long Bike Ride Across Georgia would be fun!Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1074980835037660962004-01-24T16:47:00.000-05:002004-01-24T16:51:13.686-05:00Grace
“God demonstrated his own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us.” Romans 5:8
The other night I went to see Les Miserables performed by North Springs High School (I know it seems insane for a HS to do this but they actually more than pulled it off). Les Mis has been one of my favorite musicals since high school, well before I actually began to understand Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1074832606488046002004-01-22T23:36:00.000-05:002004-01-23T00:03:04.356-05:00Reality Rant
For a great discussion of "reality" shows, check out [ex]changed life.
Ain't Technology Grand?
And check out this fun site that I found a link to on emerging minister.Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1074735517910196742004-01-21T20:38:00.000-05:002004-01-21T20:41:47.140-05:00Let's hear it for David on Average Joe 2!
Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1074693545050028302004-01-21T08:59:00.000-05:002004-01-21T09:04:03.153-05:00Exposing Lies
“I’m so tired of all my toys;
they never last for long.
They keep feeding me dreams and wishes
through the big dish on my front lawn.”
--Vigilantes of Love “Double Cure”
In a recent sermon entitled “Learning to Love Ourselves,” one of our pastors talked about how advertisements fill our heads with lies about what we want and need. Over the past week, through this sermon as well Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1074525722109395912004-01-19T10:22:00.000-05:002004-01-19T10:25:04.106-05:00Trail Angels
I just thought I'd share this link to a new Appalachian Trail Ministry being started by a young couple in Cleveland, GA. Please pray for them as they trust God's call on their lives. So many folks who begin hiking the AT are looking for something without realizing that what they need is God. They don't even need to leave their hometowns to "find" Him, but how wonderful would it Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1074433758451218062004-01-18T08:49:00.000-05:002004-01-18T08:58:23.716-05:00I couldn't resist. This quiz will only be fun for girls (although I would love to know which character you boys are), and probably only for girls who know all the Jane Austin heroines. My only problem with the quiz is that it is very easy to tell what character each response represents (since they often use direct quotes). It was very tempting to purposely pick the Elizabeth Bennet options. Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1074277800333305282004-01-16T13:30:00.000-05:002004-01-16T13:31:22.403-05:00OK, OK...I give up on winter. The Today Show kept showing images of ice in the Hudson River while raving about about near zero temperatures. Meanwhile, it is near 60 AGAIN today. I must admit that it is absolutely gorgeous out there. I have decided to stop complaining about the warm weather and just enjoy the heck out of it. So...I will now stop blogging and go...to Caribou. Um...bye.Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1074137772443205592004-01-14T22:36:00.000-05:002004-01-14T22:38:08.280-05:00Simple Truth
Twice today I heard this classic of contemporary Christian worship on the radio. It is such an old and simplistic song (even I can play it), but the local Christian station, for whatever reason, decided to play it twice today. It was two different versions, and both times I was struck by the simple truth of the lyrics.
Oh God, You are my God,
and I will ever praise you.
I will Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1074137162981749192004-01-14T22:26:00.000-05:002004-01-14T22:27:23.513-05:00Thought for Food
Morning Coffee has some interesting thoughts on food for those of you contemplating the whole post-holiday/new-year dieting thing.Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1074023552727168702004-01-13T14:52:00.000-05:002004-01-13T14:56:25.920-05:00Blogging in the News
The Today Show had two segment of its show this morning devoted to blogging. Katie Couric thought a blog was a marshy area in England, and Matt Lauer thought it was a classic horror flick (strangely, no one shared Jruss's opinion that a blog was a Native Alaskan dessert). Matt then began to interrogate his guests about the dangers of teen blogging. It was a rather limitedMrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1074023010823645622004-01-13T14:43:00.000-05:002004-01-13T14:44:49.716-05:0026.2 Miles
Well...I did it. I ran my first marathon. It was quite an experience in mental, spiritual, and physical endurance. I'm not even sure how to begin to describe it. I told many people before I went that it would probably be my last. The training was just so painful and boring. Then there was the early morning cold on the day of the race. We got up at 3am to catch a 3:45 bus to theMrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1073606544685502212004-01-09T18:02:00.000-05:002004-01-09T18:18:55.090-05:00Boy Meets Girl
Well, folks...I did it. I actually succeeded in reading a relationship book without throwing up or giving up. Girls can probably relate more than guys, because guys never pick them up in the first place. But many of you ladies, like myself, have tried to read these books hoping to gain some much needed insight into relationship with the opposite sex. Well, I finally found a Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1073589539247455772004-01-08T14:18:00.000-05:002004-01-08T14:20:13.513-05:00I'm Back! I'm Back!
Did ya miss me? Sorry for those of you who didn't know: I have been on vacation in North Carolina and Maryland for the past week. It was quite an adventure complete with shotguns, cows, and cold coffee. I shot at skeet for the first time. Notice I said "shot at" rather than "shot." I succeeded in getting only one. I also ate lots of broccoli and met many awesome folks Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1072998953460275132004-01-01T18:15:00.000-05:002004-01-01T18:17:01.030-05:00There was a time when I could get only 3-4 hours of sleep and still make it through the next day. That time is not now. I'm getting old. And I want to go to sleep.Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1072907364398697532003-12-31T16:49:00.000-05:002003-12-31T16:50:30.593-05:00Ain't Science Wonderful
I heard on the radio today that eHarmony.com will find find a match for you using a method that is scientifically proven to result in meaningful, long lasting relationships. Wow.Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1072906948312124772003-12-31T16:42:00.000-05:002003-12-31T16:45:40.593-05:00Year in Review
"Consider this possibility: We were all trapped in the Matrix in 2003, and what we thought was reality was instead a mass hallucination piped directly into our brains, just like in the movie franchise.
Now all the nonsense makes sense. The Dixie Chicks were more controversial than Eminem, Arnold Schwarzenegger was elected governor of California, Rush Limbaugh announced he's a Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1072236435596890142003-12-23T22:21:00.000-05:002003-12-23T22:42:19.390-05:00Olivia, Newt, and John
I know this is cheap (especially since I have already quoted from an email once today), but I just couldn't resist. I love to hear about misheard song lyrics...
From Uncle Toby:
I came across an article in the Portland newspaper a few years ago in which
locals had written in and confessed the lyrics which they used to sing while
caroling, or in church. Here are some Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1072235982289921842003-12-23T22:11:00.000-05:002003-12-23T22:44:28.200-05:00Joseph is the Man
This is one of the coolest stories I've heard in a long time. Background: for those of you who don't know, basketball is really big in Alaska--indoor sports are good in the winter. But it is more than a game. It is a community event. Every small village has multiple adult teams that travel to other villages by snowmachine for tournaments. Even I was on one of Tununak's Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1072235311993685232003-12-23T22:01:00.000-05:002003-12-23T22:11:49.076-05:00Pâté
Quotes from my cousin about pâté at an upscale wine bar in Vinings called The Grape
"I think it's moose liver."
"It sort of tastes like taco bell meat."
(quotes printed by permission from said cousin--thanks, girl, for entertaining me)
Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1072103768162727292003-12-22T09:34:00.000-05:002003-12-22T09:37:05.186-05:00OK...had to do it. I added Morning Coffee to my blog list. She is just so funny and her spiritual reflections are beautiful.Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1072103172224025502003-12-22T09:14:00.000-05:002003-12-22T09:27:09.373-05:00News!
Although I haven't yet blogged about this, I have told everyone I know and even some folks I don't know, so why not tell random folks on the internet...My not-very-little, little brother got engaged about two weeks ago. Hehehe! Lalala! I'm very excited and love my future sister-in-law. Praise God that over the past two months she and I have finally become good friends (long overdue sinceMrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1072102427196504382003-12-22T09:05:00.000-05:002003-12-22T09:14:44.513-05:00Cheryl for MVP
We had our Fourth Annual Winter Ultimate Banquet on Friday night. This was a rather informal event for our rather informal "league." I am exceedingly pleased that the MVP award went to a girl for the first time in our league's history. However, I am not yet satisfied; therefore, I would like to go ahead and officially kick off a "Cheryl for MVP in 2004" campaign. I'm not Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1071787343036874632003-12-18T17:22:00.000-05:002003-12-18T17:43:16.356-05:00Holiday Cheer
"If you're stressed out by the holidays, then you're not doing it right."
--Sally
My very wise friend told me this last night as she described women who seemed to be getting way to bogged down in the details of holiday decor, giving, and entertainment. Today I feared that I might be doing it wrong as well. Although most of my shopping, gift-making, card-writing, and wrapping is Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1071721139794855922003-12-17T23:18:00.000-05:002003-12-17T23:26:48.013-05:00One more thing. I stumbled across an interesting (and regularly updated) blog the other day. Morning Coffee seems to be written by a modern-day domestic mystic. Her thoughtful musings are deeply spiritual as well as down-to-earth, poetic as well as humorous. My protestant brothers and sisters may not agree theologically with everything she writes, but you cannot deny the beauty of her Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1071719891640315212003-12-17T22:58:00.000-05:002003-12-17T22:59:03.950-05:00Check out the weather in Tununak! Right now it is 7 degrees but feels like -8 there. Cool! Or...cold....Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1071718810555910282003-12-17T22:40:00.000-05:002003-12-17T22:57:44.046-05:00Rebel. Genius. Liberator...Man of God.
I went to see Luther at Madstone on Tuesday. Pretty good stuff. I love it when art of any form really pushes us to think critically or inspires us to reflect spiritually. We all know from history class that the Reformation was a key moment in history, but this movie brings to life what the "little German monk" faced when he stepped forward to confront Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1071525761230725072003-12-15T17:02:00.000-05:002003-12-15T17:03:32.076-05:00*sniff, sniff* *cough, cough* My computer has a virus, which means fewer posts for a while. I have to go to my folks' house to access the internet. :( Why are people so evil? Don't they have anything more constructive to do with their time like...oh, I don't know...keep a web log? Please pray as you feel led for the healing of my computer. Thanks!Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669996.post-1070996298861112642003-12-09T13:57:00.000-05:002003-12-09T13:59:05.686-05:00LOL! Pretty funny stuff on Emerging Minister.Mrs. Fnoreply@blogger.com0