Sorry to all of my loyal blog readers. I have not had much blog worthy material lately or much time to sit and blog. But I will be back, one of these days. I am going to start a segment to the blog on Mondays. More to come on that later. Check back next Monday for the launch.
Hopefully between now and then I can put words into sentences and write some more life changing material. (Obviously I use the phrase "life changing" very loosly) (Because I'm sure tons of you have been greatly affected by my love of the Florida gators).
Stay tuned...
Monday, September 24, 2007
Saturday, September 15, 2007
The anticipation is just too much
Does anyone know what today is?
It is only the game that Jamie and I look forward too all the year long. It is the match up between the Florida Gators (cough...national champions) and the Tennessee Volunteers.
Have no doubt that I am all clad in my orange and blue anxiously awaiting the game that begins in exactly 2 hours and 20 minutes. I am cautious to talk a lot of "trash" because as I general rule I like to save the trash talking until a W is achieved. So stay tuned.
Some have asked the orgins of the Gator love and I feel the need to explain this since we do live in Tennessee after all....
It all began when I was no less than 2 years old and realized my fathers love for all things Alabama football and hate for all things Volunteers. Growing up Bear Bryant was somewhere between my fathers love for my mother and his love for God. I was bread (not sure if this is the proper spelling, but you get the point) to dislike anything that had to do with TN football.
As I grew into a young woman and met the love of my life, I realized that in all honesty I was a little bit indifferent to the whole world of college football. I knew that I didn't like TN, but really didn't understand why boys wasted their Saturdays watching College Game Day.
Jamie has always been a big Florida fan. His aunt and cousin both graduated from Gainesville. He feels like that is a good enough connection (and I must say I now agree).
Needless to say that when we started dating I tried to act interested in the Gators just to seem acceptable to Jamie (obviously at that time I was fully confident in my own abilities to woo him). But after we married and I knew that I pretty much had him, I actually started to enjoy watching the gators.
Now, it is a full blown love affair. As I woke up this morning with my first thought being about the big game today, it did cross my mind that maybe it has gone too far. I am currently in Arkansas visiting Jamie as he is working on one of his jobs. I can't say for sure that I came to visit him solely for the purpose that I missed him. It might have had something to do with watching the game together with a fellow gator fan (that I happen to be madly in love with).
And I might be telling a lie if I said that I was ok with the fact that I left my old gator shirt at home. The one I was wearing when the Gators won the SEC championship, the one I was wearing when they became the national champions in both football and basketball. I, instead, purchased a new shirt, not considering that the fate of the Florida Gator football program rest on the shoulders of MY old blue shirt. I really don't know what I was thinking.
Hopefully my new orange shirt and my gator flip flops will hold the same power. We will see my friends. I am really fighting the urge not to "live" blog the entire game.
GO GATORS!
It is only the game that Jamie and I look forward too all the year long. It is the match up between the Florida Gators (cough...national champions) and the Tennessee Volunteers.
Have no doubt that I am all clad in my orange and blue anxiously awaiting the game that begins in exactly 2 hours and 20 minutes. I am cautious to talk a lot of "trash" because as I general rule I like to save the trash talking until a W is achieved. So stay tuned.
Some have asked the orgins of the Gator love and I feel the need to explain this since we do live in Tennessee after all....
It all began when I was no less than 2 years old and realized my fathers love for all things Alabama football and hate for all things Volunteers. Growing up Bear Bryant was somewhere between my fathers love for my mother and his love for God. I was bread (not sure if this is the proper spelling, but you get the point) to dislike anything that had to do with TN football.
As I grew into a young woman and met the love of my life, I realized that in all honesty I was a little bit indifferent to the whole world of college football. I knew that I didn't like TN, but really didn't understand why boys wasted their Saturdays watching College Game Day.
Jamie has always been a big Florida fan. His aunt and cousin both graduated from Gainesville. He feels like that is a good enough connection (and I must say I now agree).
Needless to say that when we started dating I tried to act interested in the Gators just to seem acceptable to Jamie (obviously at that time I was fully confident in my own abilities to woo him). But after we married and I knew that I pretty much had him, I actually started to enjoy watching the gators.
Now, it is a full blown love affair. As I woke up this morning with my first thought being about the big game today, it did cross my mind that maybe it has gone too far. I am currently in Arkansas visiting Jamie as he is working on one of his jobs. I can't say for sure that I came to visit him solely for the purpose that I missed him. It might have had something to do with watching the game together with a fellow gator fan (that I happen to be madly in love with).
And I might be telling a lie if I said that I was ok with the fact that I left my old gator shirt at home. The one I was wearing when the Gators won the SEC championship, the one I was wearing when they became the national champions in both football and basketball. I, instead, purchased a new shirt, not considering that the fate of the Florida Gator football program rest on the shoulders of MY old blue shirt. I really don't know what I was thinking.
Hopefully my new orange shirt and my gator flip flops will hold the same power. We will see my friends. I am really fighting the urge not to "live" blog the entire game.
GO GATORS!
Thursday, September 13, 2007
What does matter?
"For I want you to understand what really matters, so that you may live pure and blameless lives until Christ returns." -Philippians 1:10
So what does really matter?
Christ. (period!). This is what our lives business needs to be about DAILY (hourly, minute by minute). We must submit our thoughts, actions, words every minute to God's authority "so that we may live pure and blameless lives".
We stay so busy in our day to day lives. We rush from one thing to another, making sure all our I's are dotted and T's are crossed. We think this is what a good Christian would do. But we have taken the word of God and squashed it! We make it fit into our daily schedules, maybe spending 20 minutes reading His word, but then not applying the principles to our every thought and every decision and every action. In turn we squash the power of God himself and his ability to be Lord over our lives... all because we are too busy with our own schedules.
I realized this yesterday in my own life. Yes, I am spending time in God's word each and every day. I come away from my quiet time with a "feel good" kind of feeling. I made a list of things that are pleasing to the Lord and things that aren't pleasing to the Lord. On the list of things that aren't was anger. I had just finished by quiet time and walked out the door only to have a muddy dog jump up on my clean shorts. My reaction......anger at the dog for getting me dirty.
Most people would tell me I was justified in getting angry at the dog, but was I? Really, all it was was an inconvenience to me that he got me dirty. So in reality, it doesn't really matter. "Understand what really matters, so that you may live pure and blameless lives...".
May we realize our sin and how wretched we are. On our own we are nothing and can do nothing of lasting importance. We need God to save us from our pit of despair. We need God daily, hourly, minute by minute. Not just when he fits into our schedules. May we take the word of God and uplift it to the absolute authority in our lives, so that we don't squash the power of God, but rejoice in it and the things that he is working out in us!
May I not view the word of God as a guidebook on how to live a better life or how to be a good wife. But that I can see it as the powerful tool that it is and to realize that it's pages are filled with the words of the soveriegn GOD. How grateful we need to be the God chose to communicate with us (wretched sinners) through this book. May we not squash it's power! May we realize "what really matters".
So what does really matter?
Christ. (period!). This is what our lives business needs to be about DAILY (hourly, minute by minute). We must submit our thoughts, actions, words every minute to God's authority "so that we may live pure and blameless lives".
We stay so busy in our day to day lives. We rush from one thing to another, making sure all our I's are dotted and T's are crossed. We think this is what a good Christian would do. But we have taken the word of God and squashed it! We make it fit into our daily schedules, maybe spending 20 minutes reading His word, but then not applying the principles to our every thought and every decision and every action. In turn we squash the power of God himself and his ability to be Lord over our lives... all because we are too busy with our own schedules.
I realized this yesterday in my own life. Yes, I am spending time in God's word each and every day. I come away from my quiet time with a "feel good" kind of feeling. I made a list of things that are pleasing to the Lord and things that aren't pleasing to the Lord. On the list of things that aren't was anger. I had just finished by quiet time and walked out the door only to have a muddy dog jump up on my clean shorts. My reaction......anger at the dog for getting me dirty.
Most people would tell me I was justified in getting angry at the dog, but was I? Really, all it was was an inconvenience to me that he got me dirty. So in reality, it doesn't really matter. "Understand what really matters, so that you may live pure and blameless lives...".
May we realize our sin and how wretched we are. On our own we are nothing and can do nothing of lasting importance. We need God to save us from our pit of despair. We need God daily, hourly, minute by minute. Not just when he fits into our schedules. May we take the word of God and uplift it to the absolute authority in our lives, so that we don't squash the power of God, but rejoice in it and the things that he is working out in us!
May I not view the word of God as a guidebook on how to live a better life or how to be a good wife. But that I can see it as the powerful tool that it is and to realize that it's pages are filled with the words of the soveriegn GOD. How grateful we need to be the God chose to communicate with us (wretched sinners) through this book. May we not squash it's power! May we realize "what really matters".
Thursday, September 6, 2007
Football explained by a 3 year old
On Saturday, we had some friends and their kids come over for dinner. After dinner the boys retired to the living room to watch football, while Ellen and me sat on the front porch. Annalise, their 3 year old daughter, was going back and forth. She couldn't decide which company she prefered.
After she came out to the porch, I asked her if she knew who was winning the game. This was her response...
"The boys that are falling down are not winning, and the boys that are not falling down are winning."
I'm so glad that I got that clarity.
And I must tell you that I am super excited that football season has begun. We are big Florida Gator fans in my house. I printed out the schedule weeks ago to display on the fridge. We couldn't wait until the game opener last Saturday. We were not disappointed with the Gators performance.
I need to make sure I tell Urban Myer (Gator head football coach), to make sure his boys don't fall down as much and that way they will be sure to win!
After she came out to the porch, I asked her if she knew who was winning the game. This was her response...
"The boys that are falling down are not winning, and the boys that are not falling down are winning."
I'm so glad that I got that clarity.
And I must tell you that I am super excited that football season has begun. We are big Florida Gator fans in my house. I printed out the schedule weeks ago to display on the fridge. We couldn't wait until the game opener last Saturday. We were not disappointed with the Gators performance.
I need to make sure I tell Urban Myer (Gator head football coach), to make sure his boys don't fall down as much and that way they will be sure to win!
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