Last night I had a two and a half hour conversation on courtship with a man in my church. He mentioned that the verse saying a man that doesn’t provide for his family is worse than an unbeliever applies to courtship also. Although a certain amount of protection shoudl be given, a father should think primarily about providing his daughter a husband. Thoughts?

Today’s been emotionally exhausting. This morning, I went to a funeral for a little baby boy. He died only one day after being born. I don’t remember ever going to a funeral before. I’ve been to 3 memorial services, but this was obviously harder to endure. This baby was the 16th child of the family. They’ve definitely been blessed with a lot of children, but that doesn’t make this loss any easier. I gave the mother a hug after the service and whispered “I’ll be praying for you.” Her body shook with sobs as she whispered back her thanks. I couldn’t stop crying for a long time. The baby’s name was James Robert. He died in his mother’s arms, as she rocked him and sang the Gloria Patri to him.

“Why is it that after you become a Christian, you have to become a dork?”–A girl in my graduate program after attending a church function with another girl in my graduate program.

I’ve been really amused with the answers for the movie quiz.

#4 is Dead Poet’s Society.

#3 still hasn’t been guessed.

Quote: “I killed my brother with malice in my heart. Hatred destroyed my family.”
Hint 1: “This is a reference to the War Between the States.”
Quote 2: “”He’s my brother, can’t you see the resemblance?”
Hint 2: Denzel Washington says quote 1.

Since Sarah is posting bad hymns, I thought I’d post one that my friend Nathan saw in a hymnal in Mississippi in May.

3. Ain’t it a shame to gossip on Sunday,
Ain’t it a shame (a gossiping shame),
Ain’t it a shame to gossip on Sunday,
Ain’t it a shame (a gossiping shame),
Ain’t it a shame to gossip on Sunday,
When you got Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday,
(And you got Thursday, Friday, and Saturday),
Ain’t it a shame.

4. Ain’t it a shame to lie on Sunday,
Ain’t it a shame (a lying shame),
Ain’t it a shame to lie on Sunday,
Ain’t it a shame (a lying shame),
Ain’t it a shame to lie on Sunday,
When you got Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday,
(And you got Thursday, Friday, and Saturday),
Ain’t it a shame.

The footnote is pretty interesting too. A friend in this lab sarcastically said, “Hey, Rick, they’re worshipping now.” Ain’t that song a shame?

I can’t remember a time in my life when I didn’t think about marriage. I think I started thinking seriously about it at age 6. By the time I was 10, I remember thinking to myself, “I could easily be married within 10 years!”. Once I turned 15, I was thinking about preparing for courtship. I’ve always wanted to be married. I’m not a girl who could live without my other half. I’m just built for marriage. Should that be surprising? I think one indication of one’s readiness for marriage is a restlessness in their desire to serve the Lord. I’m not saying a discontent or lack of self-satisfaction. I mean, I’ve come to the point in my life where I feel that I’ve done all my service in singleness, and I want to start serving as a wife, and eventually as a mother. The thought doesn’t scare me. It never really has, but now I look forward to it with more eagerness than ever before. I guess knowing who I want makes me want the marriage more. Yet, in my singleness, I must strive to serve for the Kingdom to the best of my ability. In the back of my mind I hear a voice saying, “you could be doing so much more.” I can’t wait until I’m in that situation, where I’m serving in all the ways I truly desire to.

more recent hits:

30 Jul, Tue, 22:39:05 Google: drunks photo album

30 Jul, Tue, 14:47:06 Yahoo: real women nice feet

30 Jul, Tue, 11:41:58 Google: spqr tattoos

I also have hits from: Japan, United Kingdom, Germany, Belgium, Australia, Poland, Spain, Mexico, Slovak Republic, Denmark, Netherlands, and Italy. As much as this webtracking frustrates me, it’s pretty cool.

Some more hints on the movie quotes below since they’re obviously too hard.

3. “He’s my brother, can’t you see the resemblance?”

4. “Oh captain, my captain!”

And here’s a new one:

9. “I wish rainwater were beer!”

Who reads my blog anyway?

Learning to not overreact to things really makes life more interesting. Sometimes it even makes the things that would ordinarily seem annoying actually be fun. I’ve been a little scatter-brained lately. I have no idea why, and I don’t think it has to do with the fact that I’m a woman. But I started driving the wrong way today, and a few minutes later casually thought, “Oh. I’m driving the wrong way.” Instead of getting all frustrated and wondering how I was going to turn around, I just figured I’d find some place to go. “So… what place sounds fun?” Of course, I then realized that I was driving in Spokane, and it doesn’t matter which direction I’m going; there’s nothing to see anywhere. Okay, eventually I turned around and my “adventure” was over. Boy, it was thrilling. Now I’m eating a hot dog in a hamburger bun. The excitement never stops with me.