just so you know... i recieved my luggage yesterday...
it feels really good to be in my clean clothes, to be wearing something other than "Chacos" on my feet (sandals). i love my flip flops!
i found one thing that i miss... it's kinda funny, but it's Kraft Ranch Dressing... or any good Ranch dressing from the US. Here it has a sort of "sweet" taste to it and it seems we've been eating salad at EVERY meal.. which I like, accept the only dressing that is decent is Ceasar and even that has a little different taste.
10.11.2007
Keep Left.
October 10
Greetings from Brisbane, Australia!! Today has been a mellow day with not much going on. The next thing I have to be at is a "welcome dinner" for the new DTS students. I've met quite a few gals and found out there are only about 3 guys that I know of on our MAD DTS. Why do girls ALWAYS out number guys? So, there are 3 people here from MN.. represent baby! (did that sound totally cheesy or what?) One of the guys is from IA, but lived in MN until he was about 10 years old.
In the afternoon we went into Brisbane City to the mall, the same kind of thing like Nicolette(sp?) Mall in Mpls. As we walked to the bus down a few blocks that took us to the city, I continually had to remind myself to look right instead of left. Also, it didn't dawn on me right away until walking around in the malls that they walk on the left side of the sidewalks as well.
I really feel like I am in a family here. Once I woke up the first morning, it just felt right. Even though I barely knew anyone, I just felt at home. And oddly, I haven't felt really jet-lagged. OH.. and I had been telling everyone that it's a 14 hour difference, but it's actually a 15hour difference. Brisbane doesn't observe Daylight Savings either, just so you know. I guess it's because there is a HUGE farming community and way back in the day they thought that changing the time would confuse the cows and then they wouldn't produce milk.
During dinner there was a presentation of all the staff at the base and we also had to introduce ourselves and say what school we were doing and our favorite dinner. Lasagne had been taken about three times already, so I decided to say steak, and that got a good response! :)
After dinner we had a time of worship. It was wonderful, so beautiful and freeing to finally just worship and thank God through song for my travels and safety. I continued to pray for my luggage to come as well, and to continue to be at peace with what I could not control.
it was a good day all in all.
(p.s. its actually thursday as I write the end of this and I've got my luggage!!! hurray!)
HEY, has anyone figured out iPhoto 08?? I've been trying to upload photos from there, but somehow when I import them it doesn't put them into a separate folder to find when uploading. I'm not very happy about this!! It's this long process to get them to save into a folder... so bear with me and I'll post some pics of my living quarters, etc. as soon as possible.
Greetings from Brisbane, Australia!! Today has been a mellow day with not much going on. The next thing I have to be at is a "welcome dinner" for the new DTS students. I've met quite a few gals and found out there are only about 3 guys that I know of on our MAD DTS. Why do girls ALWAYS out number guys? So, there are 3 people here from MN.. represent baby! (did that sound totally cheesy or what?) One of the guys is from IA, but lived in MN until he was about 10 years old.
In the afternoon we went into Brisbane City to the mall, the same kind of thing like Nicolette(sp?) Mall in Mpls. As we walked to the bus down a few blocks that took us to the city, I continually had to remind myself to look right instead of left. Also, it didn't dawn on me right away until walking around in the malls that they walk on the left side of the sidewalks as well.
I really feel like I am in a family here. Once I woke up the first morning, it just felt right. Even though I barely knew anyone, I just felt at home. And oddly, I haven't felt really jet-lagged. OH.. and I had been telling everyone that it's a 14 hour difference, but it's actually a 15hour difference. Brisbane doesn't observe Daylight Savings either, just so you know. I guess it's because there is a HUGE farming community and way back in the day they thought that changing the time would confuse the cows and then they wouldn't produce milk.
During dinner there was a presentation of all the staff at the base and we also had to introduce ourselves and say what school we were doing and our favorite dinner. Lasagne had been taken about three times already, so I decided to say steak, and that got a good response! :)
After dinner we had a time of worship. It was wonderful, so beautiful and freeing to finally just worship and thank God through song for my travels and safety. I continued to pray for my luggage to come as well, and to continue to be at peace with what I could not control.
it was a good day all in all.
(p.s. its actually thursday as I write the end of this and I've got my luggage!!! hurray!)
HEY, has anyone figured out iPhoto 08?? I've been trying to upload photos from there, but somehow when I import them it doesn't put them into a separate folder to find when uploading. I'm not very happy about this!! It's this long process to get them to save into a folder... so bear with me and I'll post some pics of my living quarters, etc. as soon as possible.
10.09.2007
goodbyes... travel days... hating LAX... and more travel stories
really? it's october 7th already. i was really really excited up until yesterday and the nerves hit. i know they are a very important function of the body. but it really just is hard.
Here I am at the Nadi, Fiji Airport. I honestly don't know what they call it officially, but I don't think you all care too much.
Last night was pretty much awful(technically, the time zone I'm in now, it wasn't last night)... well it was going well until I had to say Goodbye to my mom, sister, bro-in law, and nieces and nephew. That was hard, and as in an email I wrote to my dad while waiting to board my plane, I wasn't really excited... I was sad and came to the realization of it all. I knew it all along, but it was finally officially real and I kept wondering, what am I doing??... I actually started doubting saturday night. I honestly think it was an attack... whether it was my own emotions just culminating and not letting me sleep OR the devil trying to get down on me... it was real and I had a hard time sleeping at first.
After saying the hard goodbyes, I went through security and got to my gate... found out I could log on to the internet for only eight bucks for twenty four hours, so I figured then I could use it in LA too... perfect! As I waited I browsed the internet and sent a couple emails.
I forget if I called my mom first, or they called me. I think it was that I called them because I realized I was facing Post Road, where they were up on a hill behind watching planes. As I was on the phone with them, Ang beeped through and it was close to boarding time so I said goodbye again. :) When I switched over to talk to Ang quick an announcement was made that there'd be a half hour delay, we finished chatting and said goodbye as well, she had good words for me.
I then sent a text msg. to Pat (bro in law) to go down to the actual post road parking lot because I could see it and thought maybe I'd see them under the lamp post. They did and called, but all I could see was Pat shining the lights from the van. That was enough though... it was fun, I guess they were waving and dancing around or something, wish I could've seen 'em. haha owell.... We eventually boarded, I called them one more time, (i know... sappy? naw, it's just that leaving for 7mos. is a LONG time for someone who hasn't left for more than 2weeks!) and saw the glow of the van lights through the fence and said goodbye.
The girl I sat next to on the plane was really sweet... I was having a hard time still, and when we hit some turbulence and saw lighting, I freaked out a bit. She was really understanding and we chatted for a little while. She grew up in Andover and went to Anoka HS, but graduated four years later. She told me this story that last time she flew there was a HUGE lightning storm, and it was so bad she couldn't even cry... it was just so intense.(you may be wondering why I am writing out numbers, well, I'm not looking at the keyboard at all cuz it gives me a headache when I do and I don't kow the numeber keys very well :)).
I guess I have the punctioations down though. I think I'll be editing this anyways :). ...
Here begins the REAL DRAMA.....
So... Once I got into LAX I went to the New Zealand Air desk and the guy told me I was actually flying on their coooperative airline Air Pacific and I had to a ten minute walk over to Tom Bradley Terminal... quickly. So I did. When I entered the terminal it was mass chaos. I have never been in a more awful airport, even Port au Prince was better than this!! It was nine thirty at night and there were atleast a couple thousand people roaming around and in lines that made no sense to me. I stood in a line for ten minutes that wasn't even where I needed to be, I got to this one point and the security guy said, oh, you need to be way down there at the end. (which where there was NO line!!) I got there and they asked "what's your reason for being late... I was so irritated (as if I could do anything about it), I told them because they're fricken airport is so confusing and my flight from mpls was delayed just slightly. They informed me that my bags might not get to my destination in time and did I want to fly knowing they may not be there... I was like FINE, but I need to be to my destiantion on time, so let's go here. Well, I didn't say all those words exactly, but made it clear that I was not happy... although I don't know how you couldn't know since my cheeks were tear stanined from all of the emotion and chaos and udder lonlieness I felt. I tried to find solice in the phone calls made to my dad and vice versa, but the airport was so friggen loud I could barely hear him(or myself for that matter). Even thinking about the scenario just makes me overwhelmed again.
Going through the security line felt like an eternity, I was so afraid I wouldn't make my flight, apparently I was supposed to be looking for a Air Pacific person with a sign go by to get me closer to the front, but I sure didn't see one pass. I'm glad my cell plan was good until the 9th, because even though there was nobody in flesh, I knew there was my dad at my fingertips to give whatever support he could. I just wrote in the previous paragraph about feeling so alone, but as I look back even though I did feel alone it was so important to have my dad. (fyi: my dad was on business [i think in providence] and my mom was at home... but she would have freaked worse if she heard the worry in my voice... so THANKS DAD! I'm pretty sure it was like 2AM his time)
I finally made it through security and thank God the gate was close. I got there while they were still boarding, made a call to my dad and to my mom and sighed/cried in relief.
I need to board my flight to New Zealand now... more later.
ok... in New Zealand now. Just finished edits to the earlier portion of the post. This one is long... and may be one of the longest that I'll be posting.
(I am sitting here at the base in Mitchelton, Australia.)
I better talk about my Fiji experience now.
I got to Fiji at 5am, so it was still dark out as I walked out of the plane to the terminal. We didn't walk on the tarmack, but they had a walkway outside before reaching the terminal. We were greeted with Fijians playing guitars and yukelielies (sp???), it was pretty humurous. I stood in a line for about 45mins only to be told to sit down and wait because since my flight wasn't leaving for 5 hours it wasn't in the system yet. So, I was in this "interim" place for about 2hours before I could go into the main terminal and eat and relax.... all the while hearing the same songs of the men playing every time a new flight came in. (so, it wasn't as humurous the 5th time)
I finally got through to the main terminal at 7:20am, and proceeded to walk around and look at all the "touristy" shops. (as I am sitting here, I am listening to a girl who is playing her harp and another girl playing the guitar) I realized that I needed some sustinance because the airplane food just wasn't cutting it. I bought a croissant and an iced coffee... the iced coffee was a mistake because I was already a little dehydrated and promptly got a headache and felt a little "dizzy/lightheaded."
I am going to skip most of the time in Fiji because it really wasn't that eventful, just a lot of waiting around, walking around (with my laptop bag that got SO heavy) trying to decide what Fijian trinket I should get... I decided to add to my extensive key-chain collection. I couldn't bring myself to buy any of their carved bowls etc because it's just wierd to buy it at the airport without a good story of where or who it was made by.
From Fiji it was to New Zealand and I sat by some nice folks. I was supposed to have a window seat, but the girl who was in my seat had been bit by a misquito during her stay in Fiji and her arm had been super puffed up and was sore. She didn't want it to get bumped, so I, being the kind person I am, let her sit in my seat. (sorry about the bad punctuation there) I was a bit bummed because I never did get to see the beautfiul waters of Fiji... Owell. They were from New Zealand and were headed home, and told me all about the things to see if I make it to NZ at the end of my DTS. There was a movie playing on that ride so I got to see "No Reservations" (again, but willingly!).
The New Zealand airport is probably my favorite so far, very open and simple. Although my flight was delayed about a half hour, so getting into Brisbane I was late and it was rainy and very turbulent. By that time, I was so sick of flying I just wanted to be done, it was bothersome turbulence, but I was so used to it at that point and continued to pray that His angels would surround the plane as with every other time.
I got through customs with no problems, they didn't even ask for the paperwork that I broght with for the VISA. Smooth sailing... until baggage claim. DOH! It took forever for the bags to get there, and then I waited for about another half hour to find out my bags had been stuck somewhere and didn't get on that flight. GRRR... okay okay.... go with the flow... it's not the end of the world. BUT, after having been traveling for 24hours PLUS, I was tired and just wanted to take a shower and go to sleep. It took awhile trying to find the YWAM people as well. Especially since my flight was delayed and then the whole process with the luggage. I think I was at the Brisbane airport for 2hours. Got to the Base at about 9pm... actually we picked up another girl that had been flying domestic because she came early to travel in New Zealand and then Sydney. It happened to be the other girl I knew who's 25... we connected over email personally and had the same thought about being the "olders" of the group. So, we instantly connected on the ride to the base. It was great. yay... so now I AM excited and even over these last couple hours have had an extreme peace about my bags getting here and just going with the flow. Knowing that this is not ABnormal, especially for missionaries who travel all over. You just have to adapt to the different situations that come up.
I think I'm going to end this post and hopefully in the next day or two will be able to post it!
Here I am at the Nadi, Fiji Airport. I honestly don't know what they call it officially, but I don't think you all care too much.
Last night was pretty much awful(technically, the time zone I'm in now, it wasn't last night)... well it was going well until I had to say Goodbye to my mom, sister, bro-in law, and nieces and nephew. That was hard, and as in an email I wrote to my dad while waiting to board my plane, I wasn't really excited... I was sad and came to the realization of it all. I knew it all along, but it was finally officially real and I kept wondering, what am I doing??... I actually started doubting saturday night. I honestly think it was an attack... whether it was my own emotions just culminating and not letting me sleep OR the devil trying to get down on me... it was real and I had a hard time sleeping at first.
After saying the hard goodbyes, I went through security and got to my gate... found out I could log on to the internet for only eight bucks for twenty four hours, so I figured then I could use it in LA too... perfect! As I waited I browsed the internet and sent a couple emails.
I forget if I called my mom first, or they called me. I think it was that I called them because I realized I was facing Post Road, where they were up on a hill behind watching planes. As I was on the phone with them, Ang beeped through and it was close to boarding time so I said goodbye again. :) When I switched over to talk to Ang quick an announcement was made that there'd be a half hour delay, we finished chatting and said goodbye as well, she had good words for me.
I then sent a text msg. to Pat (bro in law) to go down to the actual post road parking lot because I could see it and thought maybe I'd see them under the lamp post. They did and called, but all I could see was Pat shining the lights from the van. That was enough though... it was fun, I guess they were waving and dancing around or something, wish I could've seen 'em. haha owell.... We eventually boarded, I called them one more time, (i know... sappy? naw, it's just that leaving for 7mos. is a LONG time for someone who hasn't left for more than 2weeks!) and saw the glow of the van lights through the fence and said goodbye.
The girl I sat next to on the plane was really sweet... I was having a hard time still, and when we hit some turbulence and saw lighting, I freaked out a bit. She was really understanding and we chatted for a little while. She grew up in Andover and went to Anoka HS, but graduated four years later. She told me this story that last time she flew there was a HUGE lightning storm, and it was so bad she couldn't even cry... it was just so intense.(you may be wondering why I am writing out numbers, well, I'm not looking at the keyboard at all cuz it gives me a headache when I do and I don't kow the numeber keys very well :)).
I guess I have the punctioations down though. I think I'll be editing this anyways :). ...
Here begins the REAL DRAMA.....
So... Once I got into LAX I went to the New Zealand Air desk and the guy told me I was actually flying on their coooperative airline Air Pacific and I had to a ten minute walk over to Tom Bradley Terminal... quickly. So I did. When I entered the terminal it was mass chaos. I have never been in a more awful airport, even Port au Prince was better than this!! It was nine thirty at night and there were atleast a couple thousand people roaming around and in lines that made no sense to me. I stood in a line for ten minutes that wasn't even where I needed to be, I got to this one point and the security guy said, oh, you need to be way down there at the end. (which where there was NO line!!) I got there and they asked "what's your reason for being late... I was so irritated (as if I could do anything about it), I told them because they're fricken airport is so confusing and my flight from mpls was delayed just slightly. They informed me that my bags might not get to my destination in time and did I want to fly knowing they may not be there... I was like FINE, but I need to be to my destiantion on time, so let's go here. Well, I didn't say all those words exactly, but made it clear that I was not happy... although I don't know how you couldn't know since my cheeks were tear stanined from all of the emotion and chaos and udder lonlieness I felt. I tried to find solice in the phone calls made to my dad and vice versa, but the airport was so friggen loud I could barely hear him(or myself for that matter). Even thinking about the scenario just makes me overwhelmed again.
Going through the security line felt like an eternity, I was so afraid I wouldn't make my flight, apparently I was supposed to be looking for a Air Pacific person with a sign go by to get me closer to the front, but I sure didn't see one pass. I'm glad my cell plan was good until the 9th, because even though there was nobody in flesh, I knew there was my dad at my fingertips to give whatever support he could. I just wrote in the previous paragraph about feeling so alone, but as I look back even though I did feel alone it was so important to have my dad. (fyi: my dad was on business [i think in providence] and my mom was at home... but she would have freaked worse if she heard the worry in my voice... so THANKS DAD! I'm pretty sure it was like 2AM his time)
I finally made it through security and thank God the gate was close. I got there while they were still boarding, made a call to my dad and to my mom and sighed/cried in relief.
I need to board my flight to New Zealand now... more later.
ok... in New Zealand now. Just finished edits to the earlier portion of the post. This one is long... and may be one of the longest that I'll be posting.
(I am sitting here at the base in Mitchelton, Australia.)
I better talk about my Fiji experience now.
I got to Fiji at 5am, so it was still dark out as I walked out of the plane to the terminal. We didn't walk on the tarmack, but they had a walkway outside before reaching the terminal. We were greeted with Fijians playing guitars and yukelielies (sp???), it was pretty humurous. I stood in a line for about 45mins only to be told to sit down and wait because since my flight wasn't leaving for 5 hours it wasn't in the system yet. So, I was in this "interim" place for about 2hours before I could go into the main terminal and eat and relax.... all the while hearing the same songs of the men playing every time a new flight came in. (so, it wasn't as humurous the 5th time)
I finally got through to the main terminal at 7:20am, and proceeded to walk around and look at all the "touristy" shops. (as I am sitting here, I am listening to a girl who is playing her harp and another girl playing the guitar) I realized that I needed some sustinance because the airplane food just wasn't cutting it. I bought a croissant and an iced coffee... the iced coffee was a mistake because I was already a little dehydrated and promptly got a headache and felt a little "dizzy/lightheaded."
I am going to skip most of the time in Fiji because it really wasn't that eventful, just a lot of waiting around, walking around (with my laptop bag that got SO heavy) trying to decide what Fijian trinket I should get... I decided to add to my extensive key-chain collection. I couldn't bring myself to buy any of their carved bowls etc because it's just wierd to buy it at the airport without a good story of where or who it was made by.
From Fiji it was to New Zealand and I sat by some nice folks. I was supposed to have a window seat, but the girl who was in my seat had been bit by a misquito during her stay in Fiji and her arm had been super puffed up and was sore. She didn't want it to get bumped, so I, being the kind person I am, let her sit in my seat. (sorry about the bad punctuation there) I was a bit bummed because I never did get to see the beautfiul waters of Fiji... Owell. They were from New Zealand and were headed home, and told me all about the things to see if I make it to NZ at the end of my DTS. There was a movie playing on that ride so I got to see "No Reservations" (again, but willingly!).
The New Zealand airport is probably my favorite so far, very open and simple. Although my flight was delayed about a half hour, so getting into Brisbane I was late and it was rainy and very turbulent. By that time, I was so sick of flying I just wanted to be done, it was bothersome turbulence, but I was so used to it at that point and continued to pray that His angels would surround the plane as with every other time.
I got through customs with no problems, they didn't even ask for the paperwork that I broght with for the VISA. Smooth sailing... until baggage claim. DOH! It took forever for the bags to get there, and then I waited for about another half hour to find out my bags had been stuck somewhere and didn't get on that flight. GRRR... okay okay.... go with the flow... it's not the end of the world. BUT, after having been traveling for 24hours PLUS, I was tired and just wanted to take a shower and go to sleep. It took awhile trying to find the YWAM people as well. Especially since my flight was delayed and then the whole process with the luggage. I think I was at the Brisbane airport for 2hours. Got to the Base at about 9pm... actually we picked up another girl that had been flying domestic because she came early to travel in New Zealand and then Sydney. It happened to be the other girl I knew who's 25... we connected over email personally and had the same thought about being the "olders" of the group. So, we instantly connected on the ride to the base. It was great. yay... so now I AM excited and even over these last couple hours have had an extreme peace about my bags getting here and just going with the flow. Knowing that this is not ABnormal, especially for missionaries who travel all over. You just have to adapt to the different situations that come up.
I think I'm going to end this post and hopefully in the next day or two will be able to post it!
10.04.2007
3 days... woah
so i'm three days out... when you read this, it will actually be more like 2 and a half days or so. that is, if you read on october 5th ... technically it already is october 5th.
crazy. that's what i've heard from my mouth a lot lately.
my going away party was very cool. if you weren't invited and felt like you should have been, deal with it. HA... or atleast don't take it personall, life has been just slightly busy lately.
as i reflect on the prayer/commissioning time, i realize how powerful our God is and how He speaks to others without me having to say specific things. there is so much to think about, it was hard to know the exact things i need prayer for, but the things i needed were covered. i've also had a few other times of prayer with friends who weren't able to make it, and listening to the words are so amazing. everyone has their own way of articulating, and i know it doesn't matter so much how you say it, but when i hear it, it really makes sense. it has been a great comfort hearing the words and just being with others who you know are on the same wave-length as you, enough to know that sometimes words aren't even needed.
thank you all.
Lord,
thank you for the words you speak to me and my prayerful supporters! you are amazing!
Amen
crazy. that's what i've heard from my mouth a lot lately.
my going away party was very cool. if you weren't invited and felt like you should have been, deal with it. HA... or atleast don't take it personall, life has been just slightly busy lately.
as i reflect on the prayer/commissioning time, i realize how powerful our God is and how He speaks to others without me having to say specific things. there is so much to think about, it was hard to know the exact things i need prayer for, but the things i needed were covered. i've also had a few other times of prayer with friends who weren't able to make it, and listening to the words are so amazing. everyone has their own way of articulating, and i know it doesn't matter so much how you say it, but when i hear it, it really makes sense. it has been a great comfort hearing the words and just being with others who you know are on the same wave-length as you, enough to know that sometimes words aren't even needed.
thank you all.
Lord,
thank you for the words you speak to me and my prayerful supporters! you are amazing!
Amen
9.26.2007
Isaiah 61:1-4
1 The Spirit of the Sovereign LORD is on me,
because the LORD has anointed me
to preach good news to the poor.
He has sent me to bind up the brokenhearted,
to proclaim freedom for the captives
and release from darkness for the prisoners, [a]
2 to proclaim the year of the LORD's favor
and the day of vengeance of our God,
to comfort all who mourn,
3 and provide for those who grieve in Zion—
to bestow on them a crown of beauty
instead of ashes,
the oil of gladness
instead of mourning,
and a garment of praise
instead of a spirit of despair.
They will be called oaks of righteousness,
a planting of the LORD
for the display of his splendor.
4 They will rebuild the ancient ruins
and restore the places long devastated;
they will renew the ruined cities
that have been devastated for generations.
9.25.2007
take my life
In the hustle and bustle of getting all of the last details figured out it has been hard to make time to spend for myself (and God). I want to see and spend time with my beloved friends and family before I go, so it has been hard to juggle that with getting details done, not to mention cleaning out my room. Saying no or making time shorter with friends is not something I want to do, but may be necessary for me to be rested and ready to go. Time alone is something that I'll be lacking much of in the next 7mos. so taking that time now is important. My short prayer for this is that I would have wisdom in these last remaining days of how to effectively use my time.
This past weekend we sang a song that really resonated with me (or maybe it was the weekend before, i don't remember).... "Take My Life And Let it Be".. this is my prayer... and also the old song by Amy Grant "Thy Word". I've posted the lyrics below to a "modernized" version of Take My Life... My favorite parts are the chorus... "Here am I, all of me. Take my life, it's all for thee." At church we sing the original version, and then sing this chorus... I really love the original too, but this rendition is cool as well. If you're curious how it sounds, look it up under Chris Tomlin in iTunes or Amazon.
Tonight, "Thy Word" popped into my head. I think it has to do with this feeling I've been having lately about the unknown. So, the chorus says "Thy word is a lamp unto my feet, and a light unto my path." the last part is what struck me. He is my light.. His word is my light in the unknown territory I am journeying into. "Nothing will I fear, as long as you are there, please be near me to the end." (going off of memory here)... Funny how this old nostalgic song gave me the comfort and affirmation I needed for the unknown. I know it's not necessarily an easy fix, but a good reminder and something to hang onto.
This past weekend we sang a song that really resonated with me (or maybe it was the weekend before, i don't remember).... "Take My Life And Let it Be".. this is my prayer... and also the old song by Amy Grant "Thy Word". I've posted the lyrics below to a "modernized" version of Take My Life... My favorite parts are the chorus... "Here am I, all of me. Take my life, it's all for thee." At church we sing the original version, and then sing this chorus... I really love the original too, but this rendition is cool as well. If you're curious how it sounds, look it up under Chris Tomlin in iTunes or Amazon.
Tonight, "Thy Word" popped into my head. I think it has to do with this feeling I've been having lately about the unknown. So, the chorus says "Thy word is a lamp unto my feet, and a light unto my path." the last part is what struck me. He is my light.. His word is my light in the unknown territory I am journeying into. "Nothing will I fear, as long as you are there, please be near me to the end." (going off of memory here)... Funny how this old nostalgic song gave me the comfort and affirmation I needed for the unknown. I know it's not necessarily an easy fix, but a good reminder and something to hang onto.
Take my life and let it be consecrated Lord, to thee.
Take my moments and my days, let them flow in ceaseless praise.
Take my hands and let them move at the impulse of thy love.
Take my feet and let them be swift and beautiful for thee.
Take my voice and let me sing always, only for my king.
Take my lips and let them be filled with messages from thee.
Take my silver and my gold not a mite would I withhold.
Take my intellect and use every power as you choose.
Here am I, all of me.
Take my life, it's all for thee.
Take my will and make it Thine it shall be no longer mine.
Take my heart it is thine own; it shall be thy royal throne.
Take my love, my Lord I pour at your feet its treasure store
Take myself and I will be ever, only all for thee,
Take myself and I will be ever, only all for thee.
Here am I, All of me.
Take my life, It's all for thee.
Take my life, Lord take my life. take all of me
Here am I, All of me.
Take my life, It's all for thee.
Take my moments and my days, let them flow in ceaseless praise.
Take my hands and let them move at the impulse of thy love.
Take my feet and let them be swift and beautiful for thee.
Take my voice and let me sing always, only for my king.
Take my lips and let them be filled with messages from thee.
Take my silver and my gold not a mite would I withhold.
Take my intellect and use every power as you choose.
Here am I, all of me.
Take my life, it's all for thee.
Take my will and make it Thine it shall be no longer mine.
Take my heart it is thine own; it shall be thy royal throne.
Take my love, my Lord I pour at your feet its treasure store
Take myself and I will be ever, only all for thee,
Take myself and I will be ever, only all for thee.
Here am I, All of me.
Take my life, It's all for thee.
Take my life, Lord take my life. take all of me
Here am I, All of me.
Take my life, It's all for thee.
9.05.2007
macbook madness
A couple of weeks ago I went in to the Apple Store to purchase a Macbook. I looked around and decided which laptop I really thought would work the best. I came to my decision that it was the Macbook Pro, it's the higher end type of laptop, but the lower model in the series. I was really excited, but they were swamped so I waited and waited. When I finally spoke with someone, they informed me it was out of stock everywhere, and that I could order it online with free-shipping or call in every once in awhile to see if they have had any shipments. Though the latter of the two options seemed a little obnoxious, I'm still just old fashioned when it comes to this stuff and like to be in person for big purchases. I left the store that day frustrated that I drove out to Rosedale for nothing, yet excited that I knew what I really wanted.
In the meantime, I called every so often until last friday when I got a bite! I decided to call in the morning for a change. The nice man at the rosedale store said to call midday because they get blind shipments all day. (why didn't any of them tell me that before?) I almost forgot to call, but at 1pm I stole a moment away from work and called the Apple Store. VOILA! They had the exact one I wanted, but could only hold it for 2hours. I guess it was going to be a half-day, good thing my "schedule" is flexible. I informed Guy(the boss-man), about the news and he gave me his blessing. At 2:35pm I was out the door and on my way to Rosedale.
I walked in and told them I had a Macbook Pro waiting for me, etc etc. The guy who helped me then inquired if I knew about the free printer offer with mail-in rebate, or the student discount offer. I indeed knew about the student discout, but quickly informed him that it probably wouldn't work for me. We went over to the printer and he showed me the free one that included a scanner AND copier... SWEET! Sign me up! Then he inquired further about my school, and I told him about the University for the Nations (which is the affiliated university that gives credit for the DTS). I said I didn't think it was considered the same as a university because even when I tried to defer loans it didn't show up in there list. He said he had heard of YWAM and that he would check UFN out. He came back and said all he needed was to see some sort of certification that I was enrolled... another AWESOME deal! That meant I got $200 off AND a FREE ipod nano. I was astonished... I really had it in my head that I wouldn't get the student discount.
As I walked out of the store with my laptop, printer(scanner/copier), and ipod nano, I could barely contain my joy and elation. I felt an overwhelming gratefulness to my Lord for putting all these things into place. (not to mention thankfulness to my Grandma who was the $ provider... lots of LOVE to her!!) I put it all in the trunk and got in my car, and BAWLED.
There was so much anticipation and unexpected additions, it was too much to contain. Why is it that God keeps paving my way so easily? (knock on wood) Where is the hang-up going to be, I mean, God forbid... I don't want anything awful to happen, but with everything going fairly easily it's hard to believe it will continue to be this easy. I suppose it will be difficult in other arenas... maybe the arena of my heart, unexpeced things that I have to work through? I don't know... I know this whole journey won't be easy, but I guess if these initial things go well, it's better that way?!
ending prayer of thankfulness..
OH Lord... you have been good.... you have been faithful... you have been good.
Thank you Lord Jesus for the path you have paved before me and what you will bring me through in the next 7months... I anticipate your revelations of life, love, trust, and peace... and so much more!
In the meantime, I called every so often until last friday when I got a bite! I decided to call in the morning for a change. The nice man at the rosedale store said to call midday because they get blind shipments all day. (why didn't any of them tell me that before?) I almost forgot to call, but at 1pm I stole a moment away from work and called the Apple Store. VOILA! They had the exact one I wanted, but could only hold it for 2hours. I guess it was going to be a half-day, good thing my "schedule" is flexible. I informed Guy(the boss-man), about the news and he gave me his blessing. At 2:35pm I was out the door and on my way to Rosedale.
I walked in and told them I had a Macbook Pro waiting for me, etc etc. The guy who helped me then inquired if I knew about the free printer offer with mail-in rebate, or the student discount offer. I indeed knew about the student discout, but quickly informed him that it probably wouldn't work for me. We went over to the printer and he showed me the free one that included a scanner AND copier... SWEET! Sign me up! Then he inquired further about my school, and I told him about the University for the Nations (which is the affiliated university that gives credit for the DTS). I said I didn't think it was considered the same as a university because even when I tried to defer loans it didn't show up in there list. He said he had heard of YWAM and that he would check UFN out. He came back and said all he needed was to see some sort of certification that I was enrolled... another AWESOME deal! That meant I got $200 off AND a FREE ipod nano. I was astonished... I really had it in my head that I wouldn't get the student discount.
As I walked out of the store with my laptop, printer(scanner/copier), and ipod nano, I could barely contain my joy and elation. I felt an overwhelming gratefulness to my Lord for putting all these things into place. (not to mention thankfulness to my Grandma who was the $ provider... lots of LOVE to her!!) I put it all in the trunk and got in my car, and BAWLED.
There was so much anticipation and unexpected additions, it was too much to contain. Why is it that God keeps paving my way so easily? (knock on wood) Where is the hang-up going to be, I mean, God forbid... I don't want anything awful to happen, but with everything going fairly easily it's hard to believe it will continue to be this easy. I suppose it will be difficult in other arenas... maybe the arena of my heart, unexpeced things that I have to work through? I don't know... I know this whole journey won't be easy, but I guess if these initial things go well, it's better that way?!
ending prayer of thankfulness..
OH Lord... you have been good.... you have been faithful... you have been good.
Thank you Lord Jesus for the path you have paved before me and what you will bring me through in the next 7months... I anticipate your revelations of life, love, trust, and peace... and so much more!
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