I found this rather amusing!!! And yes I did answer honestly!!
| You Are 76% Lady |
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Are You A Lady?
Saturday, September 16, 2006
Yes Dahhhling, I am a lady!
Friday, September 15, 2006
Waiting for My Knight to Come
So I just got through watching Sahara with my parents. Gosh darn it, I love that movie. Yes I do. Wow but it was making me think a lot about weakness in females.
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You know as a girl I've certainly gone through all my stages. First, there was my 5-9 year old stage where I saw myself as the incredibly beautiful and irresistible princess type, whom all the little neighborhood boys were required to fall madly in love with (yes, REQUIRED). Actually, on several occasions I remember giving my version of a marriage proposal to quite nervous and unsuspecting fellows (My version being, "Nathan, one day I WILL marry you.")
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Then when I was about ten years old through Jr. High I went through my tough ninja girl stage, mostly inspired by a dear, neighborhood friend who quite crushed all my ideas of romance with his sheer boyishness. Oh, but I enjoyed that time in my life!!! It was at this point that I once punched a neighborhood boy so hard I knocked him clear to the ground (grant it, he was half my size), and I gave some biting insults to a boy five years older than me (who kindly waited till I was out of earshot to bust out laughing, I'm sure). Well, at least I believed I was tough; that was enough for me.
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But when high school came around I went into an entirely new phase. I no longer felt romantically pushy or hopelessly tomboyish. I wanted someone to love me, but for being a kind, gentle girl. The sort of woman and friend outlined in the Bible.
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All of the sudden it wasn't about my abilities or being able to flirt or show off to the boys, but more like being able to help them or befriend them if they so cared about me.
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And you know what I was thinking tonight? I wouldn't mind being a princess. Now before you go off on me thinking I'm some sort of horribly weak useless person, I do have a point with this. I'm not saying I hope some bad guy comes to hurt me so that "Sir Knight in Shining Armor" will come to carry "Miss Damsel in Distress" away to "Shining Castle on the Hill." And I do believe that women should learn how to defend themselves and such in the world we live in (although that's another point altogether).
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But I'm just trying to say that I enjoy my femininity. I enjoy being a girl, the weaker gender per say. I have nothing against nice gentleman boys being nice gentleman boys. The extremely old-fashioned Anne-of-Green-Gables romantic side of me still believes that girls can keep their personalities and identities while being swept off their feet by a wonderful strong man who will complete them.
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Somehow this all shows me so clearly of God's love too. Sometimes I think that it's actually harder for men and more tomboyish women to understand some of God's attributes more fully because its harder for them to be broken. For girly-girls like me, with my emotions spread all over the place and my occasional break-downs getting the best of me, my greatest desire is often to be held tight in the arms of someone who will love me unconditionally. Yes, everyone has this desire too (except for the ones who have hardened their hearts to it completely) but sometimes I think most people often forget what it's really there for.
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Yes, we need human contact, we need fellowship, but as my friend Adam put it quite wisely "...it is nice to have someone who'll just listen to you...although God alone should suffice..." I believe that much of that desire for love and a "hero" for girls comes from their innermost desire for the kind of intimacy and attention God wants to pour down on us.
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Going to college, it's been easy to get consumed with warped views of gender equality and feminism. I pray that I never lose the need for my true Knight in Shining Armor to come down and rescue me from this world I'm living in.
Waiting as always...
Queen of the Cats
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You know as a girl I've certainly gone through all my stages. First, there was my 5-9 year old stage where I saw myself as the incredibly beautiful and irresistible princess type, whom all the little neighborhood boys were required to fall madly in love with (yes, REQUIRED). Actually, on several occasions I remember giving my version of a marriage proposal to quite nervous and unsuspecting fellows (My version being, "Nathan, one day I WILL marry you.")
*^*
Then when I was about ten years old through Jr. High I went through my tough ninja girl stage, mostly inspired by a dear, neighborhood friend who quite crushed all my ideas of romance with his sheer boyishness. Oh, but I enjoyed that time in my life!!! It was at this point that I once punched a neighborhood boy so hard I knocked him clear to the ground (grant it, he was half my size), and I gave some biting insults to a boy five years older than me (who kindly waited till I was out of earshot to bust out laughing, I'm sure). Well, at least I believed I was tough; that was enough for me.
*^*^*
But when high school came around I went into an entirely new phase. I no longer felt romantically pushy or hopelessly tomboyish. I wanted someone to love me, but for being a kind, gentle girl. The sort of woman and friend outlined in the Bible.
*^*
All of the sudden it wasn't about my abilities or being able to flirt or show off to the boys, but more like being able to help them or befriend them if they so cared about me.
*^*^*
And you know what I was thinking tonight? I wouldn't mind being a princess. Now before you go off on me thinking I'm some sort of horribly weak useless person, I do have a point with this. I'm not saying I hope some bad guy comes to hurt me so that "Sir Knight in Shining Armor" will come to carry "Miss Damsel in Distress" away to "Shining Castle on the Hill." And I do believe that women should learn how to defend themselves and such in the world we live in (although that's another point altogether).
*^*
But I'm just trying to say that I enjoy my femininity. I enjoy being a girl, the weaker gender per say. I have nothing against nice gentleman boys being nice gentleman boys. The extremely old-fashioned Anne-of-Green-Gables romantic side of me still believes that girls can keep their personalities and identities while being swept off their feet by a wonderful strong man who will complete them.
*^*^*
Somehow this all shows me so clearly of God's love too. Sometimes I think that it's actually harder for men and more tomboyish women to understand some of God's attributes more fully because its harder for them to be broken. For girly-girls like me, with my emotions spread all over the place and my occasional break-downs getting the best of me, my greatest desire is often to be held tight in the arms of someone who will love me unconditionally. Yes, everyone has this desire too (except for the ones who have hardened their hearts to it completely) but sometimes I think most people often forget what it's really there for.
*^*
Yes, we need human contact, we need fellowship, but as my friend Adam put it quite wisely "...it is nice to have someone who'll just listen to you...although God alone should suffice..." I believe that much of that desire for love and a "hero" for girls comes from their innermost desire for the kind of intimacy and attention God wants to pour down on us.
*^*^*
Going to college, it's been easy to get consumed with warped views of gender equality and feminism. I pray that I never lose the need for my true Knight in Shining Armor to come down and rescue me from this world I'm living in.
Waiting as always...
Queen of the Cats
And the award for Blog Entry Which Most Reeks of Drama goes to
stupid blogger site...hates me...frustrating in every way....is trying to ruin my life most definitely. every little thing I try to do.
Nope sorry, can't put pictures on any more. Oh no, hunny, how dare you even think about writing in a text size that is remotely readable...we prefer ant-dropping sized letters, much much better for proper conservation of space.
you know what? No...NO I SAY!!! I've had enough!!! If I want to put pictures or write in a certain text then I expect to be able to do what i darn well please!!! If only I could figure out how to go about convincing them of this... *sigh*
Anywhoo, I'm sick...and I'm tired.......and I think it's quite possible that I failed my algebra test this afternoon. unnecessarily, mind you. So I'm not in the most agreeable mood ever, although God is still good, despite my failures and my whining. And someday I won't ever get sick again!!! Whoo hoo!!! :-)
Queen of the Cats
Nope sorry, can't put pictures on any more. Oh no, hunny, how dare you even think about writing in a text size that is remotely readable...we prefer ant-dropping sized letters, much much better for proper conservation of space.
you know what? No...NO I SAY!!! I've had enough!!! If I want to put pictures or write in a certain text then I expect to be able to do what i darn well please!!! If only I could figure out how to go about convincing them of this... *sigh*
Anywhoo, I'm sick...and I'm tired.......and I think it's quite possible that I failed my algebra test this afternoon. unnecessarily, mind you. So I'm not in the most agreeable mood ever, although God is still good, despite my failures and my whining. And someday I won't ever get sick again!!! Whoo hoo!!! :-)
Queen of the Cats
Tuesday, September 12, 2006
Runnin' on two whole hours of sleep...
I get to go see Allison Krauss in concert for my birthday!!! Oh yes, who is a happy girl??? I AM!! And one of my closest guyfriends is coming with me!! Wow that's still in a couple of months, but I'm so excited I just had to announce it!!! And if this makes me seem rather bipolar compared to my last post, then so be it. I'm a girl, deal with my scariness. MWA-HAHA!!!!!! =^_^=
Queen of the Cats
Queen of the Cats
Sunday, September 10, 2006
Random Thoughts...
Putting together the pieces after falling apart is never easy. Gah, I speak as if I were some kind of middle-aged clinically insane loser. My mind isn't exactly working tonight, but bear with for I need something to get back on track before I finish my homework for tomorrow.
School has been great. And I really mean that. Although I despise composition. You know, I shouldn't, but I do. It's just one of those things I guess. I hate the work, and I hate the deadlines...blah. I shall never become a journalist, you can bet on that one.
My teachers are nice. Some more normal than others, but there is no standard definition for normality when you really think about it, right? For anyone who had their doubts, community college is the smartest thing ever and yes I am horribly biased with no alternate experience.
Grrr, I have been so tired. I actually took a nap right along with the kid I was babysitting tonight. I can't seem to get enough sleep lately. Maybe it's due to the fact that I haven't really been sleeping at night. Yes, there is such a thing called studying...I do it...at the last minute, yes, but still that's pretty impressive if you ask me.
My friends have been wonderful to me these past few weeks. I'm still looking for someone I can really trust outside of the family. My sister will always be my best friend, but I'd really love to find someone my own age as a sort of accountability partner and such. It's been hard. I don't make new friends as easily now as I used to and it takes so long to become truly close to someone. I've been pretty discouraged. The brokenness last week was incredible, but now I'm depending on God to build me up again. Trying to stay close to Him despite everything that's been pulling me down. It would be nice to have someone to talk to. I never cared about things like that before, maybe that's why I never made a really close friend.
I've also been feeling pretty lonely lately. I know that's stupid, and a lie from the enemy. I've tried to shake it by staying in the word and close to God in prayer, but it keeps creeping in. I feel like this battle won't leave me lately. Even when I'm with people, I feel like there's no way they could possibly want to be around me. I feel uncomfortable, and look for the first excuse to leave. I know this is all so silly, there's no back-up for these deductions I come to but I let them take over anyways.
I guess to sum it all up. I'm forgiven by God's grace yet still just barely being held together. And this is mostly all based on feeling, mind you. Feelings are evil, and I despise them. So much deeper than that, I am filled with joy if not perfect contentedness. And I am blessed by so much despite the fact that I feel defeated.
Well I will go now and finish my work before I fall completely asleep at the computer.
Queen of the Cats
School has been great. And I really mean that. Although I despise composition. You know, I shouldn't, but I do. It's just one of those things I guess. I hate the work, and I hate the deadlines...blah. I shall never become a journalist, you can bet on that one.
My teachers are nice. Some more normal than others, but there is no standard definition for normality when you really think about it, right? For anyone who had their doubts, community college is the smartest thing ever and yes I am horribly biased with no alternate experience.
Grrr, I have been so tired. I actually took a nap right along with the kid I was babysitting tonight. I can't seem to get enough sleep lately. Maybe it's due to the fact that I haven't really been sleeping at night. Yes, there is such a thing called studying...I do it...at the last minute, yes, but still that's pretty impressive if you ask me.
My friends have been wonderful to me these past few weeks. I'm still looking for someone I can really trust outside of the family. My sister will always be my best friend, but I'd really love to find someone my own age as a sort of accountability partner and such. It's been hard. I don't make new friends as easily now as I used to and it takes so long to become truly close to someone. I've been pretty discouraged. The brokenness last week was incredible, but now I'm depending on God to build me up again. Trying to stay close to Him despite everything that's been pulling me down. It would be nice to have someone to talk to. I never cared about things like that before, maybe that's why I never made a really close friend.
I've also been feeling pretty lonely lately. I know that's stupid, and a lie from the enemy. I've tried to shake it by staying in the word and close to God in prayer, but it keeps creeping in. I feel like this battle won't leave me lately. Even when I'm with people, I feel like there's no way they could possibly want to be around me. I feel uncomfortable, and look for the first excuse to leave. I know this is all so silly, there's no back-up for these deductions I come to but I let them take over anyways.
I guess to sum it all up. I'm forgiven by God's grace yet still just barely being held together. And this is mostly all based on feeling, mind you. Feelings are evil, and I despise them. So much deeper than that, I am filled with joy if not perfect contentedness. And I am blessed by so much despite the fact that I feel defeated.
Well I will go now and finish my work before I fall completely asleep at the computer.
Queen of the Cats
Monday, September 04, 2006
Rushing Wind
Rushing Wind
Rushing wind blow through this temple,
Blowing out the dust within,
Come and breathe your breath upon me,
I've been born again.
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Rushing wind blow through this temple,
Blowing out the dust within,
Come and breathe your breath upon me,
I've been born again.
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Holy Spirit, I surrender, take me where you want to go,
Plant me by your living water,
Plant me deep so I can grow.
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Plant me by your living water,
Plant me deep so I can grow.
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Jesus, you’re the one, who sets my spirit free,
Use me Lord, glorify, your Holy Name through me.
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Use me Lord, glorify, your Holy Name through me.
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Separate me from this world Lord.
Sanctify my life for you.
Daily change me to your image,
Help me bear good fruit.
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Sanctify my life for you.
Daily change me to your image,
Help me bear good fruit.
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Every day you're drawing closer.
Trials come to test my faith.
But when all is said and done Lord,
You know, it was worth the wait.
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Trials come to test my faith.
But when all is said and done Lord,
You know, it was worth the wait.
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Jesus, you’re the one, who set my spirit free,
Use me Lord, glorify, your Holy Name through me.
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Use me Lord, glorify, your Holy Name through me.
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Rushing wind blow through this temple,
Blowing out the dust within,
Come and breathe your breath upon me,
For I've been born again.
Blowing out the dust within,
Come and breathe your breath upon me,
For I've been born again.
*~*Keith Green*~*
The Prodigal Daughter
A brand new start for me...
Strange how you can be so caught up in life and routine and essentially pleasing the world that you forget why you were living in the first place.
I didn't think it would happen to me...believers rarely do. I didn't know how to escape either.
At first it creeps into your life so slowly you hardly realize this draining of spirit and entering of sin is taking place. After a while, it hits you. You don't love the same anymore. You don't feel the same happiness or drive to do works for your Lord. You harden yourself to the pain and cry of the world around you. Why should it matter anymore, right? You're just one of them after all, searching and wondering how your life got to that same level of ignorance.
It's like being freshly trapped in a prison of your own crimes. You know what's going on in the world around you; for you were so recently free you can still almost feel it. Yet you stare at the cold, sunken faces surrounding you and realize you have no right to tell them the truth. There's a fatal battle going on outside for their souls, but how can you be the one to tell them when you're sentenced to death for the very same sins they are? It seems hypocritical...you're own unworthiness hits you like a wave and you sit by yourself quiet, hurt, awaiting yet another unfulfilled and uneventful day.
I had Jesus...He never left me, and will never leave me. His word promises me of this truth. Yet a life separated from His spirit by choice is one that no believer should ever have to suffer through. He wants not only the repentance and the promises but the life of love that only comes from a strong relationship with Him.
Relationships are work...I am realizing this more and more each day. I have let down a lot of friends due to my faulty human-defined relationship work. I am selfish and have hurt a lot of people and made a lot of excuses for my behavior.
I may have caused pain to them and myself, but I hurt Jesus far worse. He doesn't ever deserve the bad end of my hypocrisy and half-hearted Christian walk, and yet He was so incredibly willing to take me back when I came to Him in repentance last night. The prodigal daughter is once again safe in the arms of her loving Father.
Praise you Lord, for your unfailing grace and mercy on me every time I fail you and give in to temptation and sin, but return.
