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Name: Amber
Birthday: 7/20/1984
Gender: Female
Interests: Following Christ, Hiking, Reading, world cultures, learning and telling others about the things I have learned, music, nature, the theatre (though I hardly ever go), ballet, my family, green tea, COFFEE, fair trade, singing.
Expertise: I'm very much a people person
Occupation: Student
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Member Since:
4/27/2005
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| Wow, has it ever been a long time since I've writen an entry here! My time in India was amazing and I learned so much! The people there are so friendly and they welcomed us so warmly. Please pray for India. July was pretty slow; I didn't have a job, so I just hung out, started getting ready for my RA thing next year, getting organized, and spending time with my family. This last weekend all of us except Brad (he's on an 8 day spike at work) went to the coast near Patrick's Point. It was beautiful! It was like 74 degrees F, 30 degrees cooler than where we live! I loved it! I got in the ocean, and I didn't think it was bad, but my Canadian father said that it was "fridged." That day it was sunny. The second day it was overcast when we went to the beach and that was even more glorious for my taste! The grey waves and the breeze and everything made me feel so alive! I much prefer cooler, more rugged beaches to tropical beaches. It was wonderful. I started a tempt job and the Community College bookstore yesterday, and I think that I'm going to like it. I've always had office type jobs, and in this job I get to work with people. It's making me excited to buy school books though. Well, you're caught up now. Bye! | | |
| Wow, I just had one of those moments that I realized how blessed that I am. It was Mother's Day, and we went out for Chinese food together and then watched TV while it poured outside. I finished a cup of green and white tea a while ago and fell asleep on the couch. My cat is sleeping on the sofa, too, and his toes (do cats have toes?) are wiggling and he looks so cute. His side is moving up and down with his sleep-breaths. Of course I don't live in a utopia, but I have a wonderful family, a full belly, a warm house, a bratty and occasionally sweet cat, and a God whose voice I'm having a hard time hearing lately but who I know has such a bigger perspective than I do, who loves me very much, and who work out everything for good, whether I am surrounded by blessings or by pain. I just wanted to try to lock bottle this moment up to remind myself that God has given me so much. | | |
| Thanks, Christy, for your blog about under-spiritualizing fun and thinking that spritual must be serious. Lately I've felt oddly disconnected from the spritual and unemotional about life. Not that I haven't been enjoying life or that I havn't been emotional about anything-- actually I've been quite emotional about some things; but I've kind of been avoiding emotion, I think, including in relationships. Maybe it's from all the emotion of the times. But maybe it's ok not to push emotion away for awhile? I have no clue. I've been babysitting a lot. I babysit a two brothers-- a three year old and a 13 month year old. They are great kids. It was so much fun on Friday! I was putting the baby to bed, sitting on the couch in his room feeding him his bottle, and the three year old comes in and whispers, "Can I sit beside you?" So there I was with a baby in my arms falling asleep over a bottle of milk, and a sweet little three year old boy cuddled up beside me. All the frustrations-- those of the three year old being a bit stubborn about eating his dinner and the baby wanting to be, as it seemed, constantly held-- faded away. It was wonderful. However, wonderful though it may have been, I am realizing that it is very nice to hand the kids over at the end of the day. I'm enjoying not having to do that 24-7, for the time being; anyway. I watched a great movie yesterday-- "I AM DAVID." Very moving film-- sad, yet it also makes you laugh and see beauty in life, too. You should see it. I went to the flea market with Jessica-- my team leader, to try to raise money for my trip to India, and we sold four items (two of which I bought as gifts). Terrible :). But it was awesome to get to know Jessica, who will be my RD and mentor next year, and it was great just to be out and about and meet fellow vendors. I'm going to India a week from tomorrow! WOW! I'm really excited, but we need prayer so much! Anyways, praise the Lord; He is so good, and have a great rainy Sunday. | | |
| Well, I guess since I'm new to this site, I'd better update you on the recent goings-on. I just finished my last final, and have 2 more pretty minor assignments due, which are hanging over my head and I'm completely unmotivated to do them. I'm going to India soon-- 2 weeks and 4 days from now! The most major thing probably in my community right now is that Dr. Campbell went to be with Jesus yesterday. It's so sad; it's been a really hard 3 weeks since we found out that he was dying, but what a glorious hope we have in Jesus! This is one of my favorate poems. Without Christ, this poem would be ridiculous. To say, "Death, Be Not Proud" without the hope that Christ gives us is like trying to cover rotten eggs with a bouquet of flowers and to say that it doesn't smell bad. Death Stinks! But, because Christ has conquered death, we can truly say, "Death, be not proud."
Death Be Not Proud
by John Donne
(1572-1631)
DEATH be not proud, though some have called thee
Mighty and dreadfull, for, thou art not so,
For, those, whom thou think'st, thou dost overthrow,
Die not, poore death, nor yet canst thou kill me.
From rest and sleepe, which but thy pictures bee,
Much pleasure, then from thee, much more must flow,
And soonest our best men with thee doe goe,
Rest of their bones, and soules deliverie.
Thou art slave to Fate, Chance, kings, and desperate men,
And dost with poyson, warre, and sicknesse dwell,
And poppie, or charmes can make us sleepe as well,
And better then thy stroake; why swell'st thou then;
One short sleepe past, wee wake eternally,
And death shall be no more; death, thou shalt die. | | |
| Well, I'm finally entering. . . THE CYBER AGE (cue erie music). I'm going to try to keep this updated so you guys can read my musings. Enjoy and talk to you soon! | | |
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