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Name: Jeanette
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Monday, August 22, 2011

be present

it's come to my attention ...well, not recently. that'd be a lie.

 

it came to my attention, ages ago and has been a long time crystallizing itself into a coherent idea, that life moves. fast. this, i realize, is not news. this is fact. every year of your life is fractionally reduced on the whole. when you were five, a year was 1/5. when you're 25, 1/25. and so it goes. likewise, the earth rushes 587 million miles around the sun every year. that's 67,000 mph give or take. and how do we, humanity, respond to all this haste?

with urgency! we rush. get up, grab coffee, speed to work, meetings, phone calls, email, lunch, phone calls, errands, dinner, bed. replay. even seeing family and friends is a tightly scheduled event. the conversations pre-programmed. the smiles customary. everything routine. we couldn't tell you what the coffee girl was wearing or what color hair the guy in the suv at the stoplight next to us had even if you asked... which you wouldn't think to do anyway. we see everything. we notice almost nothing. and so it goes. (yes, i borrowed that from vonnegut.)  insincerity has become an artform. not because we're malicious, but because we're thoughtless. we cheat others, we cheat ourselves. and in doing so (completely unintentionally), we make the time feel shorter than ever.

 

stop.

be present.

 

see people. actually, see them. make eye contact. hear the guy getting your coffee.

"want room in that?"

answer. a real answer. no, routine.

"nah, i'm good. thanks. more caffeine the better this early. but you guys must've been here by 5am to open up."

engage people. it's stupid and it's small and it's simple. and it makes every second.

 

exist fully. be present.


Saturday, July 17, 2010

decisions

and maybe it's silly or cliche, but you know what?

...it always does.


Wednesday, July 14, 2010

Currently
More Than a Carpenter
By Josh D. McDowell, Sean McDowell
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"Wherever there is forgiveness, there is payment.[emphasis added] For example, let's say my daughter breaks a lamp in my home. I'm a loving and forgiving father, so I hug her and say, 'Don't cry, honey. Daddy loves you and forgives you.' Usually the person who hears that story will say, 'That's exactly what God ought to do.' Then comes the question, 'Who pays for the lamp?' The fact is, I do. Forgiveness always has a price. [emphasis added] Say someone insults you in front of others, and later you graciously say, 'I forgive you.' Who bears the price of that insult? You do. You bear the pain of the lie and the loss of reputation in the eyes of those who witnessed the insult.

This is what God has done for us: He has said, 'I forgive you.' But He paid the priced for the forgiveness Himself through the cross. It's a payment that Buddha, Muhammad, Confucius, or any other religious or ethical leader cannot offer. No one can pay the price by 'just living a good life.' I know it sounds exclusive to say it, but we must say it simply because it is true: There is no other way but through Jesus."
[excerpt from Josh McDowell's More Than A Carpenter]

 

i feel like my head is going to explode! there is no part of this book which is not phenomenal. no, seriously... phenomenal.


Tuesday, May 18, 2010

oh dear...

so i've discovered in the last two weeks that i can pop my left ankle with a seriously concerning consistency. at first, when i was stretching to go running, i thought it was just one of those early morning things. but, no. i have come to realize that in addition to my back, wrists, and hips... i can now pop my ankle virtually on command. just the left one though.

i'm not really sure how i feel about that. although the "stomach turning" factor appears to be quite high
...which i must admit i appreciate for the sake of personal amusement.

 

oh yeah, and i'm going to make a concerted effort not to be a complete slacker about this thing anymore. yeah, i've said it before. *shrug* sue me.


Tuesday, December 29, 2009

...seriously?

ever hear a story that left you stunned? not in a good way.

stunned that human nature could ever actually allow someone to do or say the things your third party teller asserted. you sit there thinking, "surely they're not serious. any minute now they'll notice my incredulous look and laugh. any minute now they'll say 'if you could've seen the look on your face!'"

...but they don't. so all you're left with is the thought: "i don't understand humanity"  which, when you think about it long enough, is slowly replaced with: "...or do i not like what i understand?"



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