tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102123062011-04-21T15:46:53.855-07:00Bekahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17495796538020025891noreply@blogger.comBlogger511100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10212306.post-65980817078493588992006-12-18T18:29:00.000-08:002006-12-18T18:34:07.107-08:00

Check, Though not for the last time this vacation I've drank coffee. I alway picked up Abraham Joshua Heschel's Sabbath. Which I learned about in blogger land. I've also been reading through the sermon on the mount savoring the moments in the word. Other than that I've been doing a bit of relaxing and a lot of working. Merry Christmas to all. And a Joyeux Noel to my friends and visiters in

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So a semester has nearly ended. Ive learned Hebrew and visited Thailand, started a photo blog, and bought a car. I'm looking forward to the Semester break and all the things I think I'll get done. Top Ten To Do List for January(that will actually happen):1. Read Books2. Drink Coffee3. Visit Naan and Curry4. Make Grandma's present5. Clean fish tank6. Paint Jitters7. watch Stargate SG-1 season 78.

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School has started and I'm knee deep in Hebrew. I love studying languages, however this one is definately most challenging. I visited my blog last week and though , "January? really?" So here I am again after an increbibly long hiatus. I'm not going to pledge consististency or play catch up. Lots has happened, but It would take hours to weave into a blog.So, this week I spent time with an old

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This picture is the visual of my out of the darkess journey

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I am so blessed to have true friends that can encourage me no matter how many oceans separate us. I’ve been struggling to love who I am in Christ and not desire to compare myself to others. It’s uphill, but the climb is growing sweeter. The bittersweet weeks of December and January have melted into a meadow filled with the flowers of courage, refuge, and hope. I cried out and He answered, I am

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So, those who know me, know patience isn't exactly my biggest strength. In fact I struggle with it in so many ways. I hate lines, I dread those recipes that have me doing nothing for extended periods of time. In fact although I can cook gourmet meals, I had to have help cooking Rice a Roni the other night. It may be the San Francisco treat, but the part where you wait for the rice to brown drives

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Ortberg says Love and hurrying are mutually incompatible. That hurry can destroy us. So, it seems the thing to do is enter into a practice of waiting patiently and doing, or better yet, being slowly. My pace and list fight against this, but oh the hope. Just to slow. Yet, how indeed can I just cut things and tasks from my list without retribution? How does one truly go about prioritizing and

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My parents were visiting and I took them to Muir woods. And oh the beauty God has given us. He didn't create on all purpose plant, He created millions of species for us to enjoy. He loves us so much. So here's some of that beauty. The earth displays His majesty for all to see.

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Okay so this is the coolest thing I saw online Sunday. San Francisco in Jello I think firstly, she had way too much time on her hands and secondly, it brings a whole new area of jello projects to my brain. Happy day.

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Been reading a bit of John Ortberg lately and writing lots. He wrote on community and accepting people for who they are, where they are. Open arms and no hidden agendas, no walls. Frost's writes, "Good fences make good neighbours," Tom Jones, writes "There must always be a wall." Song after song cry out for someone anyone to fill some space, yet we push away from intimacy. Ortberg tells a story

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Okay Kim this blogs for you. ninjanun10 years ago: 1995 Second semester of college. Not too interesting. Wrote a 10 page paper on the justifications of William the conqueror conquering England. I love English History.5 years ago:2000 hmm... I think I was teaching 7th and 8th grade math and science, but it might have been 6th grade this year. Some of it blends together. Either way, I came to enjoy

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So this a plug for a band including a former college roommate. From Here to There> I finally picked up their full length album, which is freakin' awesome. Seriously, I bought it because well, I love Kim and The Bathroom Chronicles, is from 1998, so I didn't have some of the new music. However I've been blown away by not only my love for the CD, but the comments I've had from people who don't know

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Feelings weigh me down Struggling to swim Trying to stay afloat Yet drowning within Hard to overcome Troubles from deep down Needing more strength Deeper Still I plummet down Drowning,slipping away Yet I am found Hands grab hold I cling to the hope Misery capsized eternities sea Wrote this Monday evening. I like it, though it might need additional polishing.

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Okay so I read chapter one today and am still digesting the immensity of what Dallas Willard is writing. If you want to be challenged to live more authentically as Christ lived in and out day and night in the mundane and the challenging this book is going to rock your work in a whole new way. And the great part is it's not just some guy rambling on his beliefs, he brings truth from the text,

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12-13 and reflection I woke Friday to utter exhaustion. I dug down deep and asked God for strength to enjoy my day because I knew I certainly did not have any of my own strength left. He provided abundantly. Repeatedly that day I was the cheerleader, the inspirer, the one who revved the group up. Veggie tales, Disney songs, 80’s hits, whatever I could think to sing sprung from my lips in between

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10-11 Wednesday morning Dr. J's voice was the first thing I heard. Then I heard the roosters, of course. However, I think Dr. J's voice was the first thing I heard. In fact it woke me, but not in an annoying way. It reminds me of my own father’s voice. I haven’t heard dad’s voice in a bit, but I felt distinctly certain of the similarity between their voices. It was a comforting sound. I keep

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I went with Amor Ministries? to build hope the through house and relationship building in Tijauna Mexico. And the more I reflect, the more lessons I see in the trip. So here are the first three days. It's a mixture of journal and post trip reflection arranged chronologically. 7-8-9 We drove to Riverside Sunday and the into the Tijuana area on Monday. The border crossing seemed anti-climactic

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Pastafariaism Seriously this cracked me up, then I thought anout its implications and it was a little less funny. It has a back link to the earlier article too. Even a Wikipedia page, which Is probably my most favorite information site. Just thought I'd share.

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I'm back. There are so mnay thoughts running through my head I think it looks like the LA highway system. Seriously, emotions are just below the surface level and scrambling faster than eggs on steroids, whatever that would look like. I'm feeling rather tired today as it was my first day back to Starbucks. I'm still very much a coffee drinker, and glad to not make do with instant granules anymore

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My rock lessons have continued the entire summer (see June 21 and 22) I have carried this rock throughout northern California. So now the summer is ending and we are encouraged to dump our rock in the ocean as a symbol the vastness of GOd's grace and strength in comparison with our burden. I have not done this yet. I was not ready on Sunday, but I am now. I have defined my need to have less

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So I had a rough week early July. Sun July 10th was the cake topper. My hard drive died. Finit! With that I dissappear from the internet and loose my CD player in one final swoop. Now here I am weeks later, Back online and valuing such things as map quest, and wireless internet much more than before. Mexico! Looking forward to manual labor in the hot hot sun. I'm gonna drink lots of fluids and

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Fill me LordSend me on my wayMay I live for youMay you light my wayGuide me LordThat paths may be rightFollowing youNot straying left nor rightLead me LordThrough the roads I will goFilled with youSharing the truth as I go.~Bekah

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Lately, I've had little that was bloggable. In fact, other that rant worthy events, my life has held no fascinating anecdotes. So, true to my new rantless goal, I have remained silent. Today however, I was reading haikus and came across one that struck deep down to my soul's strings. Being from Western Washington I miss my mountain, Mt. Rainier was an ever present part of the southeastern Sky.

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I challenged a friend to tell me three words that describe me.Seattle- Starbucks Mariners Mt. Rainier, He thinks Seattle when he thinks me.Focused- He says when I am passionate about something I'm hard to stop, when I am in groups I am task orientated.Learner- He says I value learning, teaching, pursuit of knowledge.I found the explanation quite accurate.So, then what would I choose as three

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Wednesday: Inconvenience is how I would describe my rock today. First forgot it on the way to class and had to go back for the rock. I considered leaving it at home, but as I was going to leadership ministry, I felt necessary to retrieve my rock. During class, we had a group project, one of the members challenged me to go with the flow. My rock, my flo, sitting in my pocket, and here is some one

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It is a burden, both tangible and figurative. It stems from an object lesson on Sunday. I began carrying it not because I wanted to, but because if the students were going to, I knew I ought to or I'd have to share that next Sunday. I'd carried a marble and a rock before with the same lesson. Surely I'd learned it and would just be going through the motions. Yet, God moves in mysterious ways.

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Okay, so I was surfing blogs and found a whole blog dedicated to my beloved baseball team and then I posted and earned an entire post devoted to me. It was thoroughly enjoyable and if one is a Mariner's fan, the entire sight is thoroughly enjoyable. Check it out.Mariner's Odehttp://marinermagic.blogspot.com

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Okay so I own a drill, It's a black and Decker and I asked for it as a Birthday gift few years back as I was tired of traipsing across town with my father's drill every couple months for my random project and installation needs. Anyway, now it sits high in cupboard with a broken charger. This has been its status since August. Poor drill. I've turned down many requests for help because my drill

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Highly under rated. I challenge all to spend an extra hour in rest this week, two if you can. Just be for a couple hours. Don't try to accomplish anything on your to-do list, clean house, work on job stuff, or all those other things. Try napping, taking a bubble bath, vegging in the sun or shade, reading a book for pure enjoyment's sake, listening to God, music, or silence, watching the ducks

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Right now I feel a bit empty on the creativity. Maybe it is the post 15 hour semester, or the heat, but I just cannot think of related activities for my youth lessons. I mean I can figure out that Judah is a great example of disobedience in Genesis 37, but I desire to bring in more than lecture and discussion. Anyone have ideas of activities? On another note can I say how blessed I am to be

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Okay for those of you who know me beyond cyber land Icreated a quiz. It is 10 little questions about me. What is your turtle power? My Quiz . Yes for those who wonder I am procrastinating. An I only have 1 and 1/2 chapters left in the book I planned on finishing today.Quote for the day:"When leaders believe anything is possible, their followers will come to believe that too."~Blackaby

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I finished reading Unlearning Church and wrote my five pages. For those who are curious the book was nicely written, but not overly revolutionary. I believe that genre of books is a bit flooded. I'm now flying through Spiritual Leadership by the Blackabys. I'm feeling less resentful to the course with one book finshed and one books almost half way read. I even painted a lovely response to

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SO here I was looking forward to a great summer filled with work of course, but also Latin studies and work on my huge pile of desired authors and texts to read, when I find information on a prerequisite for my fall Field Education class. No worries, how much time can a summer school class really take. After the J-term class was fairly easy. Then, the dreaded Syllabus arrived. There is a

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Total volume of music files on my computer : 5.4 GB on WM player. I wonder if that is excessive? Last CD I purchased: Dave Matthews Band- Stand Up Song Playing Right Now : The Love of God- Mercy Me 5 Songs that I listen to a lot : Beck-Girl from Guero Darci Cash- Faithful cynic from In The Company of Stangers Chris Tomlin- Indescribable from Arrving Blue Kazoos- Sky Breaks Open Stacie

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Goats on the hillside near the President's house. 

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Annually my school rents a goat herd to graze and in essence mow the super steep areas of campus. They have arrives and it amazes me. A herd of goats chilling out in the middle of town right next to the baseball field, right next to chapel hill. It is bit indescribable. So I'm attempting to upload an image. For those ex-students you'll appreciate the reminder and for you others well, it's pretty

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I ran again today. God is good. I ran in the coolness of the day, while the sun is out, but the clouds and the gentle breeze keep the heat from overwhelming this novice runner. Summer is on the way and the fragrences which fill the air rewarded my route choice. A floral potpourri filled my senses. The bay's waters were smooth and enjoyed by a group of fishing ducks. It was a good day for a run.

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Running is a common excersice on my campus. People appear to continually go on runs. I have been saying I do not run for months. Yet for some bizarre reason, I decided to run first thing monday morning. It was not as bad as I had always envsioned. In fact all monday I was quite proud of my accomplishment, but Tuesday morning, the pain the pain. Now I remember running equals pain where I didn;t

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So here I was at 2 am in the morning one hour into the longest funeral I have ever witnessed and I begin to feel real sorry for all the dignitaries who were sitting in the Vatican April heat. They looked a bit warm in their suits and formal wear. Now, the pageantry was an interesting aspect, the simplicity of the coffin, was surprising, and the amazing amount of world leaders from around the

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I am me. I am a third culture kid. As much as I have heard that phrase tossed about, until I read Pollack and Van Reken's book Third Culture Kid, I believed it was a phrase that was reserved for children growing up internationally. My experience of 2 1/2 years in Great Britain could not be considered a lifetime. However, I am learning while their are degrees of of so many part of life, the

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“He imagined the sun.” God in his infinite creativity imagined the gases, the form, and function of the sun and spoke it into existence. He created an earth on an elliptical orbit and set it at a tilt as it orbited the huge ball of gas setting it a spin, in order that we might have day and night, winter and summer, fall and spring.All my creations come from my schema of my experience, knowledge,

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So this guy comes by and looks into my room, sees that I am the only one here, and still says, " So, your roommate is not here?" My first inclination was to say actually she's hiding behind the door, but I smiled politely and confirmed that she was indeed not home.

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Okay so after getting the comment, concise and comprehensive, I felt great about my most recent theology assignment. Which I have pasted below. Christological Doctrine: Christ is completely divine and completely human. Only God is able to accomplish this paradoxical duality. He has always been and always will be. Within the Godhead, Christ is the son, one third. He is equal in essence to Father

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I love words. Language play intrigues me. That probably explains a lot about me. This week as I was reading various internet sites I found a quote from Stanley Fish that I had to save. It left an impression. I have a quote collection that ranges from Six Pence None the Richer lyrics to Heidegger and so much in between. So, of course I added Stanley to my list. And here is what Mr. Fish said."

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Have you ever noticed how much easier they are to accept than offer? Sometimes if I would just not open my mouth I could save myself a great deal of anguish. Sometimes if I would think and then speak rather than saying the first thing that jumps into my mind I would reduce my problems. And, sometimes I just need to be less mean. The other day I had to apologize for neglecting a good friend. I

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1. So I saw "Waiting for Godot" by Beckett on Friday, and wished I 'd saved my money. Why must people try and add so much to Beckett. He is minimalists and of the absurd genre. It's not supposed to be slap-stick, it's not supposed to have an easy to follow traditional plot. If you want that kind of a play don't do Beckett. Do "Oklahoma" or "Our Town." Just please don't destroy Beckett. As

Bekahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17495796538020025891noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10212306.post-1107758020752242382005-02-06T22:33:00.000-08:002005-02-06T22:33:40.753-08:00

Do Lobsters Dream? If you have not seen The Bald Soprano, you have truely missed an awesome play. I laughed so hard, I nearly cried, and yet it was absurd, as Ionesco is. It was followed by Beckett, a true master of the word, and I have to admit, I now like more than Sartre. Sure I do enjoy a Dancing at Lughnasa or Fantastiks, but theatre of the Absurd will always win out when given a choice.

Bekahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17495796538020025891noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10212306.post-1107443987397222262005-02-03T07:19:00.000-08:002005-02-03T07:19:47.396-08:00

Do Lobsters Dream? Light shed on Lobsters... Barbara Kingsolver, one of the authors I forced to read in college, and actually enjoyed has a book called Animal Dreams. It is one of the best contemporary novels I've read. Yes that would be a subjective statement, but then I've yet to find an objective blog. Back to Kingsolver... In her book " All mammals that have been tested to have REM sleep,

Bekahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17495796538020025891noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10212306.post-1106874207536230382005-01-27T16:52:00.000-08:002005-01-27T17:04:18.260-08:00

I love language. I'm currently learning Latin in my spare time. It's more rewarding than random TV shows and more fun than my Theology text. Learning Latin is an unusual thing for the average 20 something master's student to do in their spare time. I admit this, and yet I choose to spend my spare time engulfed in Latin declensions and verb tenses. Once started, it has become a joy to peruse the

Bekahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17495796538020025891noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10212306.post-1106280979435078382005-01-20T20:08:00.000-08:002005-01-20T20:18:14.263-08:00

So, these modern conviences we call cell phones are quite handy. But at times I find them quite annoying. I wouldn't give mine up, but I do wish there was some sort of ettiquette rules followed. Seriously there are great times to use a cell, but not every time is a great time. Great times to use them. 1. When I need a friend to rescue me 2.When I have question that can't wait til I see the

Bekahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17495796538020025891noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10212306.post-1105979087572579202005-01-17T08:20:00.000-08:002005-01-17T08:24:47.573-08:00

The Sky is grey this morning. Even more so, the air is grey. Even the trees look a bit grey. I love the foggy mornings, where the world is hidden from my view. No highway, no large condominuims, no clutter, just trees and greyness. It seems quieter on these mornings. As I sip my morning coffee, I am thankful for foggy days and hidden highways.

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