tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-144750592012-02-18T18:02:06.945-05:00thoughts, conversations and other mysteries of the heart.meggshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11911152652786385525noreply@blogger.comBlogger891100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14475059.post-70479455130542648842012-02-18T18:00:00.000-05:002012-02-18T18:00:17.182-05:00

God, my pride, my expectations, my doubt are all clouding You from me, and me from You. I bring them to your throne, to your feet and lay them aside for your glory. In exchange for your glory. Your servants heart, your desires, your ways, your will - not mine. My heart's desire is for you, to know you've passed by, to have seen your face. I want you. I long for you. Show me your glory. Break

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Of all the things I could ever wish for, this would be it. I want to know - really know - love. I get it with you, God; it makes perfect sense, but how does that make sense with anyone else? Why don't guys prove themselves any more? Do guys like that even exist? Am I the one who is disillusioned? I want to know this love. I feel like I've been taught to believe in fairy tales, grown up with

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those two little words that always seem to follow any argument I seem to have between myself and God. I get mad and frustrated. I bargain and beg. I scream it isn't fair and I whine because of my fears... and yet... I still hope. I still have faith. I still believe at the very root of who I am - what I know God to be. Faithful. Suddenly "and yet..." become very precious words to me. They let

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Iron man. That's what they were calling him. (That's what he was calling himself). A man with a severe chest wound, so badly damaged that it hides behind metal amour. I'll admit, it kind of made me sad to think they were comparing this man's heart as being so badly impaired that it was encased in cold steel against his chest. What kind of hero is that? A true iron man doesn't hide or disguise

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Someone asked me today, "if Santa were real and had unlimited powers, what would you ask for this year for Christmas?" I thought about the obvious lump sum of money that would allow things to be slightly easier. I thought about asking for a really incredible boyfriend to end my loneliness. But in that moment, I wasn't sure what really wanted. But now that I think about it, I know exactly what

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God, it hurts again today. That ache that feels so deeply that my heart wants to crack. I wish I could say that looking on the bright side helps, but I'm truly not convinced anymore that the bright side even exists for me. Impossible really does feel impossible. My inner strength really isn't that strong right now. And to be perfectly honest, this is seriously the last bit of fight I've got left

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i'm a deep person. i feel and think on levels most people don't. most days it's a gift i'm grateful for, but when pain hits it doesn't manage well. today i hurt. i hurt because i'm too humanitarian, i don't ask for help and i analyze way too much. i hurt because i always seem to get the short end of the stick no matter what. i hurt because i'm good people and bad things keep happening. i hurt

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"we want answers, don't we? we want explanations. we want to know why we suffer like we do. "can somebody please explain this?". and there are times when the only honest, healthy, human thing to possibly do is to shout your question and shake your fist, and rage against the heavens and demand an explanation. but true wisdom, the kind we find with job (38), the kind that endures, the kind that

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Let my cry come right into your presence, God;       provide me with the insight that comes only from your Word.    Give my request your personal attention,       rescue me on the terms of your promise.    Let praise cascade off my lips;       after all, you've taught me the truth about life!    And let your promises ring from my tongue;       every order you've given is right.    

meggshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11911152652786385525noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14475059.post-88298342627339022882011-09-23T20:15:00.001-04:002012-02-11T16:23:17.890-05:00

we all have our own ideas about what death might be. for all we know, death could be the greatest good that could happen to us. cicero said, "the life of the dead is placed in the memories of the living". the love we feel in life, keeps people alive beyond their time... anyone who has given love will always live on in another's heart.

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but nothing worth having comes without some kind of fight - got to kick at the darkness 'til it bleeds daylight.

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oh god, let something essential happen to me, something more than interesting or entertaining or thoughtful. let something essential happen to me, something awesome, something real. speak to my condition lord, and change me somewhere inside where it matters. let something happen which is in my real self, o god.

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[your name] your sins have been sent away. you know god. you are strong. the word of god lives in you and you have overcome the evil one.

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Love is the new Kingdom. It is also the epitome of the Old Testament ethic. The obligation to love extends not only to one's relatives, not only to one's neighbor, but even to one's enemies... [as] the positive reaction of love [is] expressed in deeds. Love is rooted in patience, kindness, truth, righteousness, hope, compassion and endurance. Love is an expression of these behaviors. It is a

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the feeling of being "okay" does not imply the person has risen above all his faults and emotional problems. It merely implies that he refuses to be paralyzed by them.

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i've found new hope in the past year or so. things are turning out quiet differently then i expected and i've learned a lot about myself in the process. i guess you could say i've become more comfortable in my own skin and i've found freedom in that. its leading me into new adventures; some of which are more challenging than others, but i have hope. hope that god is who he says he is, hope that

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Why today? Why did he look different today? Why now? I felt the shift. I felt the change of heart. I saw it in his face. Why did you do that? Why today? God, help me with my unbelief. Help me guard my heart. Guard my mind, too. Keep it from wandering in and out of daydreams. Teach me to wait. Patiently.

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I felt you today during prayer. I have to say you surprised me; came on strong. I wasn't expecting you. Actually, I haven't been expecting You for a while now. I think you know I've been afraid. Afraid of what you've done before. Afraid of what you might do again. That's why I stopped expecting you; so it would stop. I think you knew that already though. I'm sorry about that. Honestly, I think

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Blessed are the poor in spirit. Happy are the have-nots. Favored are the forgotten. Beautiful is the mess.

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As long as we think we can save ourselves by our own will-power, we will only make the evil in us stronger than ever. Our world is hungry for genuinely changed people. Everybody thinks of changing humanity and nobody thinks of changing himself. - Leo Tolstoy

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God said: I know you by name and you have found favor with me. I said: Teach me your ways. God said: My presence will go with you and I will give you rest. I said: If your presence does not go with me I will not go forward. How will they know you are with me? What will set me apart? God said: I will do the very thing you have asked because I am pleased with you and I know you by name. I

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Your love is better than life And my lips will praise you And my heart will sing Of your great faithfulness Your mercy (grace) exposes my truth Your arms wrap me in grace (mercy) And because of this I know Your love will never fail me I will sing of your... I will sing I will say with everything within me Your love is better than life And you are all I need

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Therefore, do not lose heart. Though outwardly we are wasting away, yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day. For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all. So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but what is unseen. For what is seen is temporary and what is unseen is eternal. 2 Corinthians 4:16-18

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I created you perfectly, just as you are. How you walk out your journey regarding the totality of who you are will not take away from what I have already established and cherished in creating you.

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Laying flat upon my back,All the world in motionEverything goes by so fastI feel like I’m frozenAfter all is said and doneDid I fail to mentionEverything I haven’t doneAll my good intentionsThis is my holy hourthis is my world on fireThis is my desperate playthis is where I am savedI’ve no fear of height or depthI’ve no fear of crashingThe single thing I fear the mostSimply feeling nothingThis is

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I lose things. Often. I’ve lost my wallet, my keys, and I’m always looking for that other shoe. The old adage is true—no matter what it is that I’ve lost, it’s always in the last place I look. I’ve learned the fastest way to find my lost item is in fact to retrace my steps, to go back to the place where I saw it last.Except for my faith. When I lose my faith, even if only for a moment, I cannot

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You know those God moments that leave you dumb-founded for about three seconds, after which you say something like, "Seriously?!" and it's followed by a swift smack upside the head that provokes you to say something else like, "Okay, OKAY!!!". Ya, the one I just had went something like that.I've been wrestling a lot of different things lately and one of them has been my job. I don't hate my job -

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I'm thinkin' I'd like to quit my life. (And notice I said 'quit' not 'end' so don't freak out!) Life just doesn't feel right anymore, like what I've been living so far isn't quite right. I'd love to just go extreme - work completely backwards from the world's system of living- and give it all up. Hard core live like the only thing that matters is bringing the kingdom of heaven to earth.Isn't that

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And so, here I am again alone in another dark moment with the creeping suspision that some one is watching me; trying diligently to back me into a corner. That someone is Me - my true self. The reflection of who I really am... and I don't like her.She is begging me to listen to her again.I really hate when she interrupts my solitude. I usually just squint my eyes shut and plug both fingers into

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It's suddenly dawned on me that I have been ignoring my gifts and have been settling for a stationery life that comes from impatience with God's plan. One of my main concerns lately has been that I am single. I am single, and I do not want to be. I am single, and I know who I want Mr. Answer-to-my-prayers to be. I am single, and therefore life sucks. That's been my thought pattern. I'm sitting

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"Again the words flow through my mind like an annoying friend who won’t go away. Trust in the Lord with all your heart and do not depend on your own understanding. Seek Him in all you do and He will direct your steps.I think the conclusion that this verse brings is not necessarily what I had assumed. Why do we trust? Because our lives are uncertain. In our wisdom we believe that trusting in God

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Yesterday I sneezed and said "excuse me"... but there was no one in the room. (!) *oh*

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So I'm having this "God you rock" kind of night, and I hear this story. A story about a girl on one side of the world unknowningly praying for (and affecting) a guy (who later turned out be her husband) on the other side of the world. As I'm hearing this, I was sitting there thinking... "Wow. Cool story"... and that's when it hit me; I have a story like that! During my last year of college my

meggshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11911152652786385525noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14475059.post-1161114736018413152006-10-18T21:13:00.002-04:002011-09-19T19:15:07.398-04:00

*LOL* Apparently I giggled in my sleep the other night. I think that's hilarious!!

meggshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11911152652786385525noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14475059.post-1161007817012574372006-10-16T10:05:00.000-04:002006-11-13T16:10:41.051-05:00

"Your dynamic eyes have attracted a secret admirer." ... interesting. I had no idea it was that simple.

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A friend of mine recently shared his feelings of 'undatableness' and not being able to grasp the concept of trusting God to bring the right person into his life. I think it's safe to say we all know exactly how he feels - myself included. Honestly though, I've got a bit of a beef with the Mr./Mrs. Right issue.Is it just me, or are we all a little disillusioned? I think we've idolized the whole

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I REALLY did NOT want to get out of bed this morning. I'm still very tired from being sick and all the work we had to do to our new place. Add to that my morning disillusionment to my new surroundings and... *OH BOY!*It only takes me 10 minutes to get to work now so I'm waking up later. But when I was in the shower I was thinking I still had to leave at 7:20 so I started freaking out. I had to

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The following is an article from relevant magazine. I've changed a few words and made it my own because it's as though I had written it myself.*I have an insatiable need to feel extraordinary, to be a change-agent and leave a mark on the world. It's in my blood, and I'm desperate for significance.I believe my God-given destiny is where my greatest happiness lies. I don't think twice about it.

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I've always had my ideas of what I wanted my future to look like... and then reality set in and life happened differently. Some of my dreams were shelved. But despite how unachievable or impossible I think they may be, and no matter how dusty or forgotten I let them become, God still has a way of making sure they generate a shorter shelf-life then I had orginially intended. I've visited 13

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Shannon, this is for you...Once upon a time, in a place not too far from here, there was a girl. A simple girl of regular proportions with regular dreams that were offset by odd obsessions with pretty things and ice cream. She had many friends, but some believed she had been born with an unhealthy dose of 'strange'.Every day she would wake up at an ungodly hour, climb into her pathetic car and go

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To laugh is to risk appearing the foolTo weep is to risk appearing sentimentalTo reach out to others is to risk involvementTo expose feelings is to risk exposing your true selfTo place your ideas, your dreams before a crowd is to risk their lossTo love is to risk not being loved in returnTo live is to risk dyingTo hope is to risk despairTo try is to risk failureBut risks must be taken, because

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Right now you're probably alone with your thoughts, seriously wondering what you're doing and rightfully contemplating turning around. But you won't. Not now. That would be stupid. You know better then to go back to that place where it was safe and things were fine. F.I.N.E was uncomfortable.Who's to say you have to stay? You were free to leave whenever you wished. You just never wanted to before

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Toes. Why are toes so weird? Honestly, they're probably one of the strangest body parts. I mean just look at them. They're odd and kinda ugly. Few people have better ones then most but then nobody really cares, do they? Cause they're just toes.Why do toes need to be so strange looking? Take the big toe, why is he so big? And how did he get to be so obese? And the little guy on the end, he's just

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It's been too safeit's been too safe for too longso little reaction, to good or bador right or wrong.And I'm feeling restless here,with "good intentions" and barbed wireI want to go elsewhereand set this place on fire.NO ONE MOVEwe just wanna knowwhat's been waiting just outsidethese walls are coldfrom flames that give off only light-I'm looking for heatand sweatand priceless tears of

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I am the only one to blame for this Somehow it all ends up the same Soaring on the wings of selfish pride I flew too high and like Icarus I collide With a world I try so hard to leave behind To rid myself of all but love To give and die To turn away and not become Another nail to pierce the skin of one who loved More deeply than the oceans, More abundant than the tears Of a world embracing every

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"There is a lovely little passage in Matthew 6, from the Sermon on the Mount, do not worry. I have encountered this passage many times throughout my life, as any person that has attended church can testify, but often it is almost impossible to actually apply its command to real life. Almost every spare instant in my life is filled with worry, despite the fact that I know how pointless the

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I just read my x's blog. Didn't expect to end up there but I did. Learned all about the new girlfriend and about how she's 'everything I wasn't'. You know what? Good for him. Meanwhile, I'm not feeling too hot anymore. *Should have found a newspaper.* God, I feel like such a fool. Not because I lack self esteem, but because I compromised so much without ever realizing it. I can only blame myself.

meggshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11911152652786385525noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14475059.post-1152293792769477742006-07-12T20:46:00.000-04:002006-11-13T16:10:37.226-05:00

It's time for me to announce which one of you is better than the rest! *lol* But before I do, I'd just like to say that you all know me far too well. I encourage you to get some serious therapy. (You'd be amazed at what my sock puppets can do!)And now, without further delay, I give you the Guess What Is Maeghan's Thinking Right Now Awards... *drum roll*Congratulations Wendy! Your prize is 25

meggshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11911152652786385525noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14475059.post-1152114606052494262006-07-05T11:54:00.000-04:002006-11-13T16:10:36.991-05:00

It must be said that there are some pretty good contenders and judging will prove to be difficult. Thank you for all your brilliant entries. This is your last chance to make both your comments incase you haven't. Actually, I've decided to allow for one more should you feel you can do one better. Contest closes in 24 hours and the winner will be announced in my next post.Thank you to all

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Surprise, surprise... I'm bored yet again! *unenthusiastic shout* Lucky for the rest of you that means my creativity switches to over-drive, and something weird and wonderful must pop out. Unfortunately the window of opportunity tends to be but a small one and likes to close rather quickly. I'd better prop it open... There. That should do it. Now, where was I...Right. So I've come up with a game.

meggshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11911152652786385525noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14475059.post-1150821671844503212006-06-20T13:06:00.001-04:002008-09-24T20:43:16.194-04:00

So my blogging strike didn't work out so well. Turns out my pointless entries and randomly inspired posts are in high demand these days. I'd like to think that I made my point - This thing I call life is better than yours! *joking* But for today's blog I've opted for a simple narrative.The present leaves me sitting here. Writing. Licking chocolate off my fingers from the Coffee Crisp I just ate.

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Procastinators: Leaders of tomorrow.I shower naked (!)Pickles are cucumbers dipped in evil.If you can read this, make me a sandwich.Ninjas and Pirates agree: Cowboys suck.So far, this is the oldest I've ever been!(This is in Spanish when you're not looking.):: you can never get enough of what you don't need to make you happy ::

meggshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11911152652786385525noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14475059.post-1150208912711542812006-06-15T09:36:00.000-04:002006-11-13T16:10:35.358-05:00

Maybe that sounds like a cheesy tag but it got me thinking... what if I were to simply approach these three words with a mindset that sees change as impossible? I don't know about you, but change is one of those uncomfortable words that I like to avoid. I'd much rather believe that some things are just too hard and I that can stop trying because it simply cannot be done. But I don't think that's

meggshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11911152652786385525noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14475059.post-1149862315964868052006-06-09T10:19:00.000-04:002006-11-13T16:10:35.150-05:00

I need more reading material folks. I'm seriously bored. I'm only seeing stale pages and tiny paragraphs. Let's see some more content! And don't tell me you've got nothing to say because I'm squashing that scapegoat.It's not that hard. See! I've got nothing to write about but yet... a second paragraph! *Oh my Lantas* (That was for you LA) You just have to be creative. Write about anything -

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"Life is pain. Anyone who tells you otherwise is selling you something.":: Princess Bride ::How true that is. Life is pain. In fact, life is pain most of the time. Good days are just that, days. Happy moments are just happy moments. For the most part, pain dominates. Pain impacts us, affects us and influences us. Pain is part of the package of being people. Because life is pain. We persevere

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"I am learning that life is about practicing listening to God's wisdom, and then letting my self-doubt subside, in order to improvise the best I can."

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"There’s beauty in our brokenness. There’s God in our emptiness. Without that brokenness, without that emptiness, we tend to forget that we need God in the day to day. All God wants is for us to seek him and sometimes all that keeps us seeking God is the realization that we need him; only in our times of deepest need do we come to that realization. And that’s why we often find ourselves to be

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People are unreasonable, illogical and self-centered - love them anyway! If you do good, they'll accuse you of selfishness or ulterior motives - do good anyway! When you're successful, your friends may be false and your enemies will be real - succeed anyway! The good you do today may soon be forgotten tomorrow - do good anyway! Honesty and frankness will make you vulnerable - be honest and frank

meggshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11911152652786385525noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14475059.post-1145662520952524442006-04-25T20:17:00.000-04:002006-11-13T16:10:33.374-05:00

"Now to Him who is able to do exceedingly, abundantly, above all that we ask or think, according to the power that works in us." Ephesians 3:20What God is doing in our lives is so intense that it is literally beyond what we can ask or think. The goodness of God goes beyond what our human imagination can conceive. The power that works in us is so strong and immense that we don't completely realize

meggshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11911152652786385525noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14475059.post-1145660453807170912006-04-21T18:57:00.000-04:002006-11-13T16:10:33.144-05:00

... a Japanese word that refers to "seeing beauty in things imperfect, impermanent, and incomplete. It is the beauty of things modest and humble, things unconventional."... what a great word!

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Its strange how we don't see the benefits of a storm while we're walking through it. Instead we're quick to label them as unfair and unjust. I'm not saying they don't suck big time, because they do. But if we didn't have the storms that life brings with it, we'd never discovered the kind of freedom that comes with braving them. The key is in not giving up. Storms aren't meant to be seen as

meggshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11911152652786385525noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14475059.post-1142535422802331852006-03-16T13:26:00.000-05:002006-11-13T16:10:32.017-05:00

Anything with the word "ultimate" in the title. Statistics in general. God helps those who help themselves. God is your co-pilot. Cleanliness is next to godliness. Money equals happiness and/or brains. Keanu Reeves is cool. Paris Hilton is hot. If you can't beat 'em, join 'em. You can take it with you (whatever "it" is). Anything called "cutting edge" or "state-of-the-art." Greedo fired his

meggshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11911152652786385525noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14475059.post-1142450477369896452006-03-15T14:20:00.000-05:002006-11-13T16:10:31.702-05:00

"We are only asked to love, to be about hope. We don't get to choose all of the endings; we will not solve all mysteries and our hearts will certainly break in this vulnerable life, but it is the best way. We are called to be lovers bold in broken places."

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There's only one word to describe it... tailspin. That's what this past month has been. One tailspin after another. The 'neverending' project with the over anal client. Quiting the old job and starting the new one. Buying a cheap car and discovering its qwirks at the most inconvientent of times. Surviving a cold and an eye infection. And having the boy suddenly dump me. All of which resulted in

meggshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11911152652786385525noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14475059.post-1138247263767387422006-01-25T22:43:00.000-05:002006-11-13T16:10:30.648-05:00

So my mom came to visit last weekend and she bought me some new pots for my birthday. The fun part is that no one here really believes they're mine because I never cook. But I showed them! I used them for the first time tonight to make Kraft Dinner!! *LOL* The jokes on you my friends.Aren't you proud of me mom?!

meggshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11911152652786385525noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14475059.post-1137099684121928512006-01-12T16:00:00.000-05:002006-11-13T16:10:30.187-05:00

If you die, does your junk mail live forever??

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Today was a typical weekday... or so I thought.I woke up to the sound of my alarm going off only to hit the snooze for an additional 15 minutes of sleep, and 15 minutes later I forced myself out of bed. Like every other morning I tried not to wake my roommate while I headed to the bathroom to shower, change and put on my face for the day. I miraculously squeezed in a few extra minutes before I

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CHEER UP you are worse off then you figure. I love the way I always see who you could be.STAND UP you are stronger then you figure.You just need to be surrounded by those who believe in you.All the stars are waiting for you to shine.And your heart is beating to find it's home in mine.All creation waits for you to take your place.WAKE UP it's time to dream bigger.

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i'm bored...

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Every year, millions of people gather around television sets to watch a giant ball slowly fall to the world’s most famous countdown. For one night, the entire nation watches the our favorite television stars as they ring in the biggest party of the year. The annual ritual is a constant reminder of new beginnings and serves as the perfect chance to drop old habits and adopt a

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What I can't understand is why the day has to start before the sun has come up? Honestly, if you can't get it done while the sun is awake, what's the point? Seriously, does going to work before sunrise and arriving home after sunset really make sense? I don't think so. I say if the sun is sleeping, so should we. Embrase the pillow people! Switch to sunlight savings time.

meggshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11911152652786385525noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14475059.post-1135008803112454212005-12-19T10:58:00.000-05:002006-11-13T16:10:27.908-05:00

We'll I've been blessed with a black eye right before Christmas! Ya... and it's real pretty this morning. I think I might be able to tone it down a bit with some makeup, but I don't think there's much I can do about the swelling. Oh well. I've learned my lesson. Tickling your roommate is fun. Getting her elbow in the face is not. :: Note to shelf: Roping arms down first may be beneficial ::

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*meh* I hate to say it but I feel like a bit of a Scrooge. The holiday season is starting to really wear me down. All these early morning/late night shifts... short tempered people... not enough time for my own Christmas shopping... Aaahh! I'm starting to wish I had gone on vacation with my parents (and now that I've thought about it... I take it back!). I thought this was supposed to be 'the

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"Your call is to be a worship leader but not necessarily with a guitar in your hand. Your call is to befriend that funny little lady at the end of your street. Your call is to feed the hungry and to spend yourself on behalf of the poor, and to offer hospitality to strangers who just turn up in town needing a place to crash. And it's to fast. And it's to pray so long and hard that you run out of

meggshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11911152652786385525noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14475059.post-1133558944538266442005-12-02T16:23:00.000-05:002006-11-13T16:10:26.557-05:00

So this guy comes up to me and says "What's the vision? What's the big idea?" I open my mouth and the words come out like this...The vision? The vision is Jesus: obsessively, dangerously, undeniably Jesus.And they are free from materialism - they laugh at 9-5 little prisons. They could eat caviar on Monday and crusts on Tuesday they wouldn't even notice. They know the meaning of the Matrix, the

meggshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11911152652786385525noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14475059.post-1132630207488851152005-11-21T22:38:00.001-05:002008-09-24T19:51:05.532-04:00

"I think that the task of life - the best one - is unpeeling yourself. It's like the Michelangelo thing - the sculpture is in the stone already. And it's not that you have to become something. It's that you have to discover something. I really feel like I'm finding out who I am by doing this and going with my gut."

meggshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11911152652786385525noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14475059.post-1131582059404321592005-11-09T13:14:00.000-05:002006-11-13T16:10:24.798-05:00

Wow. You know what's really fun? Getting caught in the rain. Or better yet, getting caught in a terrential downpour!I get on the bus to come home yesterday and it starts to rain. It wasn't too bad so I'm thinking if it starts to get worse I'll call LA and have her pick me up. And then it started to POUR. So I grab my trusty cellphone out of my bag and call home. Busy signal. "Crap. She's on the

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"Carefree and fun, you are easily excited when it comes to new experiences - and that includes relationships. It's not that you see boyfriends as frivolous pursuits, but you enjoy the art of the chase, and you work to make sure that long-term relationships maintain that sense of adventure and surprise.You may not be the type of girlfriend who spends every waking hour with her man, but that

meggshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11911152652786385525noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14475059.post-1128223294254385902005-10-01T23:28:00.000-04:002006-11-13T16:10:22.581-05:00

It seems my new nostrol has caught a cold... All I can hear now are the words of my friend Racheal saying, "Don't come crying to me when you get a nasty head cold and your nose gets so infected that you need a nose transplant!"Thanks Rach... shut up and pass the kleenex!!

meggshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11911152652786385525noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14475059.post-1127835005089359542005-09-27T11:36:00.000-04:002006-11-13T16:10:22.429-05:00

Ahh, there's nothing like a spontaneous roadtrip. I went to London Sunday and ended up getting my nose pierced!! I've been wanting to do it for almost 3 years now. It was worth the wait, however I never expected a "near death reaction" would be part of the experience!It all goes back to my childhood tramas and trips to the emergency room. As a result I've developed a thing for blood; especially

meggshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11911152652786385525noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14475059.post-1124593092732867062005-08-20T22:53:00.000-04:002006-11-13T16:10:21.297-05:00

"To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will certainly be wrung and possiblily broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart to no one, wrap it careful round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements; lock it safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket - safe, dark, motionless, airless - it will

meggshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11911152652786385525noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14475059.post-1124241000034673372005-08-16T22:15:00.001-04:002008-09-24T19:39:04.184-04:00

I'm an intern. Basically its just a fancy title for my volunteering. I've sacrificed a lot for it. I hold my breath each month just to see if I'm going to make rent, or to see if I have enough for food and other bills. On top of that my family lives 3 hours away. But the truth is, I wouldn't have it any other way. I live to serve - that's what makes me happy. An now a truely humbling experience

meggshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11911152652786385525noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14475059.post-1122010172546951792005-08-06T00:27:00.000-04:002006-11-13T16:10:19.601-05:00

Ever come across a fork in the road in the middle of life? It's not fun, but it's often a good time to reflect and a perfect place to catch a glimpse of what could be. However, staying too long will only convert indecision into frustration. Don't get me wrong, choosing the right path can be complicated and it usually requires it be done with no regret. Because with each road comes the risk of

meggshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11911152652786385525noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14475059.post-1121452708559321452005-07-20T15:42:00.000-04:002006-11-13T16:10:17.866-05:00

"I am your constant companion. I am your greatest helper and your heaviest burden. I will push you onwards or drag you down to failure. I am completely at your command. Half the things you do you might as well turn over to me, and I'll do them quickly and correctly. I'm easily managed, but you must be firm with me. Show me exactly how you want something done, and after a few lessons, I'll do it

meggshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11911152652786385525noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14475059.post-1121453130700845402005-07-19T11:21:00.000-04:002006-11-13T16:10:18.121-05:00

"After awhile you learn the difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul. You learn that life does not mean leaning and company does not mean security. You begin to learn that kisses are not contracts and presents are not promises, and you begin to accept your defeats with your head held high and your eyes ahead, with the grace of an adult, not the grief of a child. You learn to build

meggshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11911152652786385525noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14475059.post-1121746821341728082005-07-18T14:59:00.000-04:002006-11-13T16:10:19.276-05:00

I've learned some things about myself that were hard to hear. I think everyone should have a friend like mine; someone who knows when to tell you what you need to hear regardless of how much it might hurt. Friends like that are rare and hard to find. I'm pretty lucky.Thanks to my friend, my skeletons have been exposed to more daylight. And though they may still point and laugh at me from time to

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"I have no idea where I'm going. I don't see the road ahead of me, nor do I really know myself. And the fact that I think I am following Your will doesn't mean that I'm actually doing so. But I believe that the desire to please You does in fact please You. And I hope that I will never do anything apart from that desire. I know that if I do this, You will lead me by the right road though I may

meggshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11911152652786385525noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14475059.post-1121375887556252292005-07-14T18:21:00.000-04:002006-11-13T16:10:16.476-05:00

Grocery day. I always dread it, but it seems to be an essential part of living. (If only I could live on pancakes a little longer!) It's not that I have anything against buying food. It's more or less the combination of maneuvering through small aisles packed with too much product and trying choose one of 50 boxes of crackers to suite my needs. It's ridiculous... loosing a half hour or so of your

meggshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11911152652786385525noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14475059.post-1121319387785749972005-07-14T17:40:00.000-04:002006-11-13T16:10:16.243-05:00

I find myself being sucked into the world of blogging like I said I never would. How did I get here? It feels like one of those moments where you find yourself doing something that your mom always did, that you swore you'd never do. Ironic. Somewhere in the back of my head is the sound of my mother's laughter. Life isn't fair!Lesson :: Discovering who you really are, may not be what you want to

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