Sometimes I go to Mass as SJOA (St. Joan of Arc). It's a few blocks from campus and a refreshing change of pace. The service is set up much like a traditional baptist service....hyms and all! I really enjoy it.
Tonight, Father Guy (yes, that is his name) gave us a challenge....it really hit my heart:
HOW DOES MY LIFE FIT INTO THE WORD OF GOD?
Often we ask, "How does the word of God fit into my life?".
However, my thinking has been backward.
My challenge is to implement this thinking into my actions.
Sunday, January 24, 2010
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Haiti.
God -
Help me be like Esther. Help me to trust even if I do not know that outcome of a situation. My heart aches for the people of Haiti. Hearing the women from Save the Children speak about the 2 year old that was stuck under the rubble for 2 days, crying "Mommy, mommy" and not knowing if tomorrow that small voice would be silent, I am hurting.
God you hear the small voice, you rescue the unrescueable. God I know you are at work in Haiti, it is just so hard to see you amidst the death, the brokenness, the hurting, the crying, the silence.
God I seek your peace in my heart. I do not know how to help these people. You are a miracle worker. I am scared to ask for a miracle...I fear I will not see it.
I ask that you provide a ROCK for these people to stand on. When our world falls out from under us, provide us a sure foundation to be found upon. Watch over the Your orphans, God.
Jehovah-jirah....Haiti's provider.
Help me not forget these people.
Help me, help them. Help.
Help me be like Esther. Help me to trust even if I do not know that outcome of a situation. My heart aches for the people of Haiti. Hearing the women from Save the Children speak about the 2 year old that was stuck under the rubble for 2 days, crying "Mommy, mommy" and not knowing if tomorrow that small voice would be silent, I am hurting.
God you hear the small voice, you rescue the unrescueable. God I know you are at work in Haiti, it is just so hard to see you amidst the death, the brokenness, the hurting, the crying, the silence.
God I seek your peace in my heart. I do not know how to help these people. You are a miracle worker. I am scared to ask for a miracle...I fear I will not see it.
I ask that you provide a ROCK for these people to stand on. When our world falls out from under us, provide us a sure foundation to be found upon. Watch over the Your orphans, God.
Jehovah-jirah....Haiti's provider.
Help me not forget these people.
Help me, help them. Help.
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Graphic Design.
I am taking Graphic Design 1 this semester.
Why, you may ask?
I needed credits to be a "full-time student" and this sounded like fun!
My first task was to buy supplies:
ruler (green of course)
sketch book (formally called an "artist book")
tracing paper
shapie (thick and thin)
My second task was to draw my name.
I had to choose a font, print my name in that font, trace it, then put on the cover of my sketch book.
Here is how it turned out!!!
Can you guess the font?
Why, you may ask?
I needed credits to be a "full-time student" and this sounded like fun!
My first task was to buy supplies:
ruler (green of course)
sketch book (formally called an "artist book")
tracing paper
shapie (thick and thin)
My second task was to draw my name.
I had to choose a font, print my name in that font, trace it, then put on the cover of my sketch book.
Here is how it turned out!!!
Can you guess the font?
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
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