Archive for March, 2004

good pouring.

Sunday, March 14th, 2004

Yesterday evening, Amber and I decided to go to the mall. If you know us very well, then you know that we both utterly despise the mall and that if we must go there we go with a bitter attitude. Like normal, we fussed about the crowds and insane styles until we finally found ourselves at Boardwalk & Parkplace. We browsed through the games and then ended up at Lerner’s, Bath & Body Works [cucumber melon salt scrub, mmmm], and then at the Christian bookstore. Neither of us had a bunch of money to spend but when I saw Ravi Zacharias’ latest book on display- I quickly got out my debit card.

I think it’s been about two years since I heard his famous message entitled I, Isaac, take Thee, Rebekah but I still get cold chills when I remember him talking about the man peeking through the door to see his beloved bride. His accent rocks, too. Anyway, when I saw that his newest book had the same title- I was thrilled. When I finally crawled into bed last night, I sat for a very long time and poured through the first chapter. New books always require good pouring.

On a side note, I heard the funniest thing during at the church fellowship today. Meagan (a 7 year old maybe?) was glancing at the hoard of food displayed when the following conversation took place:

Meagan: What’s that green stuff?
Lynn: It’s called Russian salad.
Meagan: Oh, Amber must have brought it.
Lynn: Why did you say that? Do you think she’s from Russia?
Meagan: Well, she’s not from around here.

oh my word.

Tuesday, March 9th, 2004

I just drove by the Weird Neighbor’s house and since their blinds were raised, I could see straight in their living room. There were about 25 people standing in a circle, all holding hands, with their arms high over their heads. I actually stopped in front of their house to watch just a bit.

They swayed this way and that way, squatted occasionally, and kept making odd grunting noises. This is from the family that buys new pieces of farm equipment every other week. I’m really at a loss as to what on earth they might have been doing.

My guess is that they were very, very high or either very, very in the Spirit.

restless.

Monday, March 8th, 2004

It’s one of those nights.

Candles are burning, a new book awaits me, and Starflyer 59 is softly playing. I’m well aware that those three things alone set a mood for pensiveness. I haven’t had time for reading lately, and so I’m aching to delve into Bel Canto. But I feel so restless. A long drive through the country just kept me lost in thought. All I can think about is what life was like a year ago.

I know why I’m feeling this way. An innocent comment by one of my customers today really threw me for a loop. I was in the middle of researching loan information when he put down the paperwork and asked, have you ever found true love? I think I stammered an answer and shot him an odd look while trying to keep my business façade. Perhaps he felt comfortable broaching that subject because he is French (everyone knows that the French are supposedly more adept at love). But whatever his reasoning, he continued at a mad pace. Have you ever given your heart away? Would you say that your heart has healed? Will you ever give your heart away again? I tried to bring the conversation back to business but he was insistent to know my story. We talked about love, life, and lessons learned for quite sometime. He suggested such-and-such book that is known for showing you what your heart really needs, and such-and-such poem by so-and-so, which will truly make your heart remember the need for love. I smiled, thanked him, and hid my smiles.

Life a year ago was so much different. March 2003 was the beginning of a whirlwind. An absolute tornado of emotions that brought so much joy and yet so much pain. I had no idea of the things I would gain and the things I would lose. Of course that is the way life goes, and a year from now I will probably be able to say the same thing. But I hope that in the midst of the inevitable change, I will always remember what is most important. I am overwhelmed when I remember all the ways in which I have failed. But to dwell on the things of the past is to lose the opportunity of today.

And so, as I sit so pensively, I will ache to find things that are real this year. I want that ache for the things of God to grow stronger. I want the ache for lesser things to diminish.

interesting.

Wednesday, March 3rd, 2004

– The first redesign in 66 years of America’s five-cent coin becomes a reality this month.

– Turns out that Omarosa Manigault-Stallworth, the controversial star of The Apprentice, honed her annoying ways while on Vice President Al Gore’s staff. And the result was a carbon copy of the reaction she’s received on the Donald’s show: Some love her, some don’t. “The traits she displays on the show she displayed to us,” says a disgusted former Gore insider of the ex-scheduler-receptionist who likes to drop names and avoid hard work. But others thought she was swell. “I loved her,” says a top Gore aide. “I guess the others are just jealous of her.” U.S. News & World Report

– All 50 states are listed across the top of the Lincoln Memorial on the back of the $5 bill.

– There are more chickens than people in the world.

– Winston Churchill was born in a ladies room during a dance.