my daily bread
I borrowed this from Our Daily Bread. <3
A college professor at a Christian school perceived that his students held a distorted view of heaven; they considered it to be static and boring. So, to stir their imaginations, he asked them these questions:
“Do you wish you would wake up tomorrow morning to discover that the person you loved most passionately loved you even more? Wake up hearing music you have always loved but had never heard with such infinite joy before? Rise to the new day as if you were just discovering the Pacific Ocean? Wake up without feeling guilty about anything at all? See to the very core of yourself, and like everything you see? Wake up breathing God as if He were air? Loving to love Him? And loving everybody else in the bargain?”
In response to that professor’s intriguing questions, the students all lifted their hands. If that’s what heaven will be like, and even infinitely more so, they certainly wanted to be there.
“I go to prepare a place for you,” Jesus told His disciples (John 14:2). We all share the desire—really a deep-down yearning—to be in that glorious home forever. It is a place of indescribable bliss. And the supreme blessing will be the presence of our Lord Jesus Christ Himself! — Vernon C. Grounds
When we all get to heaven,
What a day of rejoicing that will be!
When we all see Jesus,
We’ll sing and shout the victory. —Hewitt
The greatest pleasures of earth cannot be compared to the joys of heaven.
into the mystic
November 21, 2009
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Tags: books, menorah, target, zac brown band
i was leaving target last night when i passed by a girl about 8 who was shopping with her parents. she ran up to a display of haunakah decorations, grabbed a menorah and yelled “please, please, please can we get this for Christmas?” I chuckled and so did her parents. her mom simply said “no honey. We aren’t Jewish.” the daughter looked up at her mom with the “Precious Moments” eyes that kids give when they want something they can’t have and said, “oh. I thought we were.”
I decided to spend this rainy Saturday morning in barnes & noble. I’m not looking to buy anything. I just wanted to spend so quality time with my iPod and the sweet smell of freshly printed books. I rediscovered the cay, a wonderful book which helped establish my love affair with reading in the 5th grade. I decided to wander through the store with my iPod on shuffle, just listening to whatever popped up whether I was in the mood for it or not. Zac Brown’s Free/Into the Mystic Live from Bonaroo came up first. WOW! give it a listen when you have the chance:) he has a great voice plus I think he’s a bit of a cutie.
my life of leisure and smoke alarms
November 19, 2009
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Tags: birthday suit, leisure world, police, shampoo, smoke alarm, tears
i set off the smoke alarms at leisure world last night. all i was doing was taking a shower. the door to the bathroom happened to be ajar and i’m guessing the steam triggered the alarm alarms! i had my shampoo worked up to a good lather when i heard the shrieking alarms. here’s the deal, i’m supposed to not really be there. i’m am the exception to the “nobody under 55″ rule for the next few weeks. so, there i was dripping wet, shampoo bubbles in my hair, naked, and waving a hand towel in front of the screaming alarm. it’s was 9:30pm…ugh! i called my mom in a panic….for some reason i envisioned the leisure world police dragging me off to the main offices. the alarms kept going on for what seemed to be a lifetime. i all but ripped the alarm by the bathroom out of the wall and somehow managed get it to stop screaming, and ended up with a tangle of wires in my hand (the alarms are wired to the main alarm system at LW headquarters). not a simple fix. i scaled the dresser in the bedroom, still in my birthday suit, and tore that alarm out of the ceiling. success! beautiful silence. 30 minutes later both alarms started screaming again. i called my parents, panicked yet again. my poor stepdad crawled out of bed to come save me from the stupid alarms. he showed up wearing his spelunking flashlight on his head (the site of it usually makes me giggle but last night i was near tears). he was able to disconnect the wiring and there was silence once more:) after he left it was off to bed for me. my sweet dreams were interrupted around 3am by a high pitched chirping. the alarm in the bedroom would not die! i climbed atop the dresser once more. this time fully clothed and bleary eyed. i found the back up battery and shut that awful alarm off. the maintainance men are coming today to fix the wiring. so much for being discreet.
my life of Leisure…
November 16, 2009
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Tags: leisure world, retirement community, squat
i am currently a resident of a larger retirement community. who would have thunk:) sadly, amy and i moved out of the apartment on belmont at the end of october and the new place i was going to move to wasn’t available yet. where to go? well, as a favor to my mom and step-dad i agreed to stay here @ leisure world for the next 2 weeks and to use that time to go through all of Betty’s things just in case she squireled away $100,000 somewhere. all of my worldly goods (except a few pairs of shoes, some of my exciting business causal attire for work, and my toothbrush) are squished into the corner of my parents garage.
Soooooo… only one night as a squatter and i was already caught. last night i snuck in after 10pm, brushed my teeth and washed my face in the dark….lest the smallest beam of light break through the blackout curtains and alert one of my 50 new, nosey neighbors as to my new found residence. this morning i got up, showered quickly, literally got dressed in the dark and tried to sneak out the front door before the sun came out. and there she was! corinne. the neighbor right across the way. she was standing at her window. how did she know?!! how long had she been standing there?!!! long story short she is really nice and promised she will not squeal.
these are a few of my favorite things….
November 11, 2009
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Tags: favorite things, glee, metromint, nutella
it all started with a Fererro Roche commercial friday night as i was drifting off to a blissful sleep. i started composing a list of my favorite things. now it’s not as impressive (or exorbitant) as Oprah’s…however, i do believe i am dead on with these.
- Ferrero Roche candies..yum!
- Hot Rollers…. i love the way i feel when i have them in my hair…it makes me feel like i’m dollin’ up for something important…even if it’s just work
- the soundtrack for Glee….soundtracks and compleations….i love these, i’m not sure as to why..i just do.
- MetroMint water…it is amazing! it’s offered in all sorts of flavors. my favorite is spearmint but i’m dying to try the chocolate mint! yes, chocolate mint water!!!!
- Clementine Cuties….the best little citrus fruit around!
- The smell of freshly cut grass
- Hugs from my mom…she give the best hugs which are so full of love
- Nutella…heaven in a jar
- A Tree Grows in Brooklyn….do yourself a favor and read it!!!
- My records….i love the ritual of taking the record out of the sleeve, slipping it onto the turn table and putting the needle down just so
a slice of heaven
on my way home from work last night i made a quick stop at the happiest place on earth. no, not disneyland. target! i am convinced that i could easily live in good, ole target for the rest of my life and be perfectly content. everything i need and/or want is there. so decide to make a “quick” trip into my favorite place for a set of hot rollers, because what does a girl that is “hair-do challenged” need but a set of hot rollers to get stuck in her hair….who knows this little experiment could turn out better then expected. but, i digress.
as i am in target perusing the aisles for trinkets and wares i do not need or have room for i came to a realization. every target smells exactly the same. i can’t quite name what the smell is but it’s good. real good. so then i started wondering if it’s the floor polish? or maybe something they pump through the air conditioning ducts to encourage homemakers and single gals with nothing better to do on a thursday night to max out their credit cards. as i approached the checkout counter i was tempted to ask the clerk if there is a special target scent that they spray throughout the store. however, i decided against it…the poor girl looked like she hadn’t had a break in hours and might scream because the lady in front of me has decided that she didn’t want the 9 frozen meals she had already rung up. someday, i will figure out that target scent. my other realization is that it is impossible for me to leave target without spending at the least $50. last night’s damage for my little slice of heaven $55.91. someday i will make it out under $50….someday.
so here i am
so here i am. blogging. i really do not know the first thing about it. my friend rachael writes the most wonderful blog about her life and her interests. she is a mother, an accomplished cook, and a decorating maven. with all that said my life is not boring. well, i don’t think so.