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2011: A Year to be off Facebook and be Less Like Denmark

Watching one full season of The Bachelor and baking chocolate chip cookies at least once. These were my made-up resolutions when asked on New Year’s Eve what I would aspire to in the year 2011. Being the one with the video phone, I forced everyone at the party to answer this question truthfully but when the lens turned, I gave a joke answer. Watching The Bachelor and baking chocolate chip cookies are not rare occurances in my life. These are things I know I will do and therefore can not disappoint myself. Hence why I don&#8217…

Give Me a Sign

How many times have I uttered that prayer? Don’t tell me. I’m embarrassed to know the total. I hope I’m not alone in this desperate and repetitive plea. Wouldn’t it be nice for the sign to literally appear? Even just once? I’m talking about walking down the street, asking God for a sign and tripping over a large rectangular piece of metal that has suddenly begun to squeeze upward from the ground I’m walking on. As I turn to see what I tripped over, I’m paralyzed…

I Fell Asleep

in the heat of an afternoon south Texas sun, on the balcony of my parents’ house, reclined on a patio chair. I was sitting in the same place I’ve retreated to for years. It’s my place to figure things out. Do you have one of those? When your thoughts won’t quit or you have a big decision to make–do you find your feet instinctively walking toward that one spot? I do. But I can only go there when I’m in my hometown. I would not recommend this. Pick a…

It Is a Far, Far Better Thing

Name that novel. I was reminded of this quote from Charles Dickens’ A Tale of Two Cities when a co-worker of mine asked us for famous literary quotes for a work project. I kept thinking, “It is a far, far better thing…” and then couldn’t remember the rest. Nor could I remember where it came from. So I googled it of course and then remembered faintly. The quote in full is this: “It is a far, far better thing that I do, than I have ever done; it is a far, far…

The Gap Year: Why Haven't We Caught On?

“I tapped the cold window with my index finger, ‘squashing’ dilapidated track-side farmhouses as my eyes focused then unfocused on each structure the slow train eased by. I leaned the side of my head against the glass watching my finger tap, tap, tap. There was a book in my bag, but I didn’t reach for it. I didn’t have to read it. I only had to read it if I wanted to, and I didn’t want to. So I gazed and wondered who lived in the large old farmhouses in…

The Hardest Question

This one’s been echoing for a while. I haven’t been able to shake it. Wish I could. It makes me uncomfortable. It turns things upside down yet makes things right-side-up. In a way that reveals truth. And truth, when it comes to we as humans, isn’t pretty–this much I know. The question was posed at my church small group several months ago: What if God never did one more good thing for you? And the air was knocked out of me. My group-leader’s warm inviting living room…

25,000 for 25 Years

I would like to pose a challenge to you: In the next week, use five minutes you would typically spend on facebook, twitter, gmail, or other completely worthy time-sucks, and visit this site http://www.maxlucado.com/worldvision/ You may brush over it, decide you’re not interested and move on. You may be intrigued enough to do a little clicking around. You may be so struck that you make a decision that will not only change your life, but someone else’s. I am so proud of my dad and the work he has accomplished over…

Hobbies (and their necessity)

When I began working at my current “big girl” job, I was asked a question I had no answer to: “What are your hobbies?” I was sitting with a group of my new coworkers at a large round table in a noisy restaurant at lunch rush-hour, and as all eyes settled on me for an answer, I had nothing to say. “Hobbies?” I mused internally, “I don’t have those…do I?” In the moment, I paused a few seconds and think I responded with a basic “Well…

Present Tense

It’s the most challenging place to live in, The Present. Dwelling in The Past and fretting over The Future have become my most natural states. But The Present? I almost forget it’s here. I have spent the last several blog posts depicting scenes from my past. But this is not the only time I spend hanging out there. I look through old pictures on facebook, replay conversations in my head I’ve already had, and–this is becoming more frequent with age–play the “remember when” game with old friends. The…

Scenes from Alaska

As my last series of posts has come to an end, I no longer have an excuse to drown myself in nostalgia as I write the occassional blog post. I do, however, still get to bombard you with pictures from one of my favorite activities in the world: Family Vacation. So here’s to a wonderful week this past July spent aboard a large ship on the icy waters of the Pacific, along the breathtaking northwestern coast of our country (and a small bit of Canada). The Alaskan cruise really outdid itself: I have a new mission. Now that…