“Good. I knew there had to be a reason for it. It just seemed so perfect that I knew there had to be a reason it didn’t happen.”
This the response of my roommate yesterday when I told her that I was glad and sooo very thankful that I didn’t get the perfect job I was suppose to get earlier this semester.
It had the right hours, the right “clients” and better pay than one can find anywhere else on campus. I inquired and was given reason to hope that the job was practically mine. But then someone else got the job. Someone who didn’t have my availability but for some reason was given the job anyway. So it didn’t happen. And I didn’t know why.
I was looking to work every Tuesday and Thursday in the school nursery. Instead I’m just on the list for special events. Can I just say that I don’t know what I would do without those daytime hours to do schoolwork? Sorry, but school is my job right now. But, I still get to work occasionally, quite frequently? And my needs are always met with abundant provision? Thank the Lord that His vision is better than ours.
I still love those occasions I get to work. Like last night and today. Sure, I had to be there this morning before the sun had quite risen. And sure I may have been spit-up on a few times today. And yesterday the wild older kids may have tested my patience a few times. But I love kids. Seeing again the older kids I became attached to last week was refreshing somehow. And rocking babies as they fall asleep on me today? In the words of Master Card—priceless.
I got my baby fix. I’m happy.
I like my job. That’ll be the first time in a while.
We were reminded this week to rejoice. Be thankful. Give praise.
I'm thankful for business. I prefer being busy with school work than busy doing nothing.
I rejoice in the Lord's provision. He does supply our needs. Why don't we just trust?
I’m grateful for a Lord who is so patient.
And I'm thankful that His vision is so much better and greater than mine could ever be on my own.
Today I'm trusting Him, thanking Him that He says His vision can be mine any day.
(A bit disjointed...but that's just how I am sometimes....) :)
9.29.2006
9.27.2006
One Small Voice
The caller-id said "Mom." I figured I should answer it...quietly, of course, since I was in the library.
"Hi."
That wasn't Mom's voice. I quickly left the building (since cell-phone use is not acceptable practice in the library).
"Hi, Andi!"
"Hi, Auntie Kelly."
I hear Mom, Josh and Nikki in the background prompting
"What's up?"
"Hmm..well, uh..."
"We went to a soccer game today."
I responded that that's swell. Then I was prompted to talk to her. I told her that I was going to school far away, but I would be back soon, and we could play again.
And she said..
"Bye, bye, Auntie Kelly."
Ooooh...she's growing up without me. Well, what's an aunt in college to do?
A: Go see her nieces (&co.) in THREE weeks.
Nice.
"Hi."
That wasn't Mom's voice. I quickly left the building (since cell-phone use is not acceptable practice in the library).
"Hi, Andi!"
"Hi, Auntie Kelly."
I hear Mom, Josh and Nikki in the background prompting
"What's up?"
"Hmm..well, uh..."
"We went to a soccer game today."
I responded that that's swell. Then I was prompted to talk to her. I told her that I was going to school far away, but I would be back soon, and we could play again.
And she said..
"Bye, bye, Auntie Kelly."
Ooooh...she's growing up without me. Well, what's an aunt in college to do?
A: Go see her nieces (&co.) in THREE weeks.
Nice.
9.26.2006
My Life as a Nerd
I have a new address.
In case anyone is looking for me, I can be found at:
Squires Library
Lee University
Cleveland, Tenn
Once in a while I venture out to go to class or church or to exercise, eat dinner, or sleep...
But for the next few weeks, I'll mainly be here.
The databases are my companions, the quiet stillness my best friend.
In case anyone is looking for me, I can be found at:
Squires Library
Lee University
Cleveland, Tenn
Once in a while I venture out to go to class or church or to exercise, eat dinner, or sleep...
But for the next few weeks, I'll mainly be here.
The databases are my companions, the quiet stillness my best friend.
9.22.2006
Just another grey day..
I rose this morning while is was still quite dark...and it stayed quite dark until 2:00pm thanks to stormy skies.
I spent the day with a bunch of southern kids.
I almost lost my midwestern accent. Woo. That was close.
While repremanding a child who wasn't listening to me, I stopped myself from saying to her, "Say 'Yes, Kelly.'"
I realized that I become attached to people very easily. At the end of the day I was sad to say goodbye, not knowing when I'd see those cute faces again.
Surely they need a babysitter or a supervisor for their birthday sleepovers?
That's all.
I spent the day with a bunch of southern kids.
I almost lost my midwestern accent. Woo. That was close.
While repremanding a child who wasn't listening to me, I stopped myself from saying to her, "Say 'Yes, Kelly.'"
I realized that I become attached to people very easily. At the end of the day I was sad to say goodbye, not knowing when I'd see those cute faces again.
Surely they need a babysitter or a supervisor for their birthday sleepovers?
That's all.
9.19.2006
Photo Journal
I've been a bit lax on uploading my pictures.
But now there's a good 2 and a half pages of visual Kellydom here.
Check it out.
But now there's a good 2 and a half pages of visual Kellydom here.
Check it out.
9.18.2006
...and a little bit of that...
A few mornings last week I would wake up, step outside and wonder if autumn had not come to Cleveland a little early this year. The air was crisp. The sound of dried leaves rustling filled my ears. But then come afternoon, I would have to trade my autumnal outfit for a summer one as the temperatures had once again climbed to the 80's. Well, I love autumn and the changing of seasons and it will come soon enough. Until then I'll enjoy this warm weather and the skirts I can wear to accompany it.
...
Mornings. This morning I threw my discipline to the wind and set my beeping alarm for an hour later. In an effort to rid my under-eyes of the darkness that seems to have been looming there for the past week, I neglected my morning exercise for a few more zzz's. It's the first time I've not exercised in the morning since I started my routine this semester. I figure it's alright, though. Tomorrow's a new day, and I'll be back at it.
...
Dark circles. Yes. Though I'm taking a mere 15 hours, those 15 hours are keeping me quite occupied. Multiple writing classes and 400-level classes throw a steady stream of reading and writing my way. It's never done, I assure you. *Sigh* Less than 27 weeks; less than 27 weeks... (Just keeping my eye on the finish line for this race.)
...
Busy. Yes, my schedule is quite full. I had to reprioritize. Meaning... no dance team for me. Considering time constraints, I thought it to be better to dedicate my time to something more...worthwhile. Not that being on a dance team has no worth, but I'd rather dedicate my time to the church or doing something that will help or matter in the long run. I made this decision and not even an hour later did I run into my friend and former roommate who is president of the International Justice Mission chapter here. I asked how it was going and commented how I've mulled over getting involved. She said they still needed another officer for doing PR and designing flyers and such...and that person could be me if I wanted it. Uh. Yeah. It was a total blessing from the Lord because I would like to work with a non-profit organization like that after I graduate, doing such media-related things. I have been thinking about this possibility this semester and had just that day been researching it a bit more..but I was a bit worried because I'm lacking a bit in the experience department. Ah, isn't the Lord good?
...
Good. Yes, indeed He is. It can be so overwhelming at times to consider how patient He is with me. His love is so unlike ours that has been tainted by carnality. His is perfect. And He draws us to Himself...even though we may not be too pleased at first about the way He does so. But He loves us enough to let us be in pain for a little bit. And He won't leave us in the dark, either. He gives understanding. He gives light. He allows us to see what we couldn't see before. He draws us into His shelter, allowing us to see His heart and to rest in trust. He is good. My Lord is so good.
...
Mornings. This morning I threw my discipline to the wind and set my beeping alarm for an hour later. In an effort to rid my under-eyes of the darkness that seems to have been looming there for the past week, I neglected my morning exercise for a few more zzz's. It's the first time I've not exercised in the morning since I started my routine this semester. I figure it's alright, though. Tomorrow's a new day, and I'll be back at it.
...
Dark circles. Yes. Though I'm taking a mere 15 hours, those 15 hours are keeping me quite occupied. Multiple writing classes and 400-level classes throw a steady stream of reading and writing my way. It's never done, I assure you. *Sigh* Less than 27 weeks; less than 27 weeks... (Just keeping my eye on the finish line for this race.)
...
Busy. Yes, my schedule is quite full. I had to reprioritize. Meaning... no dance team for me. Considering time constraints, I thought it to be better to dedicate my time to something more...worthwhile. Not that being on a dance team has no worth, but I'd rather dedicate my time to the church or doing something that will help or matter in the long run. I made this decision and not even an hour later did I run into my friend and former roommate who is president of the International Justice Mission chapter here. I asked how it was going and commented how I've mulled over getting involved. She said they still needed another officer for doing PR and designing flyers and such...and that person could be me if I wanted it. Uh. Yeah. It was a total blessing from the Lord because I would like to work with a non-profit organization like that after I graduate, doing such media-related things. I have been thinking about this possibility this semester and had just that day been researching it a bit more..but I was a bit worried because I'm lacking a bit in the experience department. Ah, isn't the Lord good?
...
Good. Yes, indeed He is. It can be so overwhelming at times to consider how patient He is with me. His love is so unlike ours that has been tainted by carnality. His is perfect. And He draws us to Himself...even though we may not be too pleased at first about the way He does so. But He loves us enough to let us be in pain for a little bit. And He won't leave us in the dark, either. He gives understanding. He gives light. He allows us to see what we couldn't see before. He draws us into His shelter, allowing us to see His heart and to rest in trust. He is good. My Lord is so good.
9.13.2006
Little bit of this...
Yesterday I found myself on my knees for an hour. But no, I wasn’t praying. I was scrubbing our kitchen floor that I never knew wasn’t grey until yesterday. I swept it and began mopping it…until I realized that the sponge mop wasn’t just going to cut it. To get it really clean, I was going to need to scrub that baby. As I scrubbed the dirt away, I began thinking of analogies (because I’m always coming up with analogies…I once made a devotional based on White Out) of how when we fail to do minor housekeeping tasks in our own life, we eventually get to a place where just sweeping and mopping won’t do…we have to get down and dirty and use a little scrubbie to loose the junk that’s been caked there for so long. I could have turned it into quite the sermonette. However, I realized that I didn’t really want to turn my blog into Brio Magazine again (thought there’s nothing wrong it occasionally happening). What I really concerned me was that in the future, we regularly clean our house so that I wouldn’t have to do that again. Beca says I probably won’t have to anyway because the floor is so scared of my vigorous scrubbing that it now throws the dirt back up.
Ah, but it’s good to be back to this little world of blogging. Schoolwork and schedules and social engagements have kept me rather occupied. It fact, I really should be reading right now... But I’m not. Because I wanted to share a few tidbits of contemplations…
First of all, there are only five weeks until fall break. Second, I discovered this morning that I have 27 weeks until graduation. Oh golly. I’m going to have to grow up and get a career…Exciting. Scary.
But most of all, I wanted to share this secret… I miss family. Just in the past few days I’ve really felt that lack of family in my little heart. Sure, we have our hodgepodge family here, but it’s not the same as family. I miss my girls. My roommates can attest to the fact that when I walk by the pictures of my nieces on my bookshelf, I stop, stare longingly and say, “Ooohh. I just want to squeeze your little cheeks!” I miss my sister. She and I had our rough spots over the years (as can be imagined when there’s 7 years separating us), but in the last few, we’ve come to be friends, and we have a rather jolly time together…since we’re a bit alike and all:) And I miss my brother, who I will still hold as the funniest person I know (he’s awesome). Mom. Dad. Sis-in-law. Even Gram and Gramps with their funny antics.
But more than missing my family, I miss being around family. But not just any families. This one. And these folks. And of course the whole lot of those belonging to her (including them).
But I don’t have time to dwell on such emotions. There’s reading to do. At least it's interesting reading...
Ah, but it’s good to be back to this little world of blogging. Schoolwork and schedules and social engagements have kept me rather occupied. It fact, I really should be reading right now... But I’m not. Because I wanted to share a few tidbits of contemplations…
First of all, there are only five weeks until fall break. Second, I discovered this morning that I have 27 weeks until graduation. Oh golly. I’m going to have to grow up and get a career…Exciting. Scary.
But most of all, I wanted to share this secret… I miss family. Just in the past few days I’ve really felt that lack of family in my little heart. Sure, we have our hodgepodge family here, but it’s not the same as family. I miss my girls. My roommates can attest to the fact that when I walk by the pictures of my nieces on my bookshelf, I stop, stare longingly and say, “Ooohh. I just want to squeeze your little cheeks!” I miss my sister. She and I had our rough spots over the years (as can be imagined when there’s 7 years separating us), but in the last few, we’ve come to be friends, and we have a rather jolly time together…since we’re a bit alike and all:) And I miss my brother, who I will still hold as the funniest person I know (he’s awesome). Mom. Dad. Sis-in-law. Even Gram and Gramps with their funny antics.
But more than missing my family, I miss being around family. But not just any families. This one. And these folks. And of course the whole lot of those belonging to her (including them).
But I don’t have time to dwell on such emotions. There’s reading to do. At least it's interesting reading...
9.06.2006
9.05.2006
"Dancing at Lee University!"
I realize that I've been rather negligent of my contemplations for the past few days....and I will continue to do so today. But, to tide you over, here is the dance team's performance from this April. Somehow it made it to the internet... "Gasp! Is there actual dancing going on at Lee University?? In this Lee Day 2006 number at the Conn Center, of course there is! Cleveland, TN will never be the same!" | |
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