I've got the kind of personality that requires downtime. If I'm constantly goin goin goin, I go go go crazy! These days, I really don't feel like I have time for my friends...and that's the WORST! Sure, I'm with my family during the week because...well, I live at home. Now, I l-o-v-e my job, and I love the people I work with, I just go home exhausted! Now days it's getting darker earlier, and I feel like once I get home, I've got an hour and God turns off the lights. This past week I've done my running at 9pm. That's crazy.
These past couple of months I've been trying to get to Shreveport to spend the night with one of my best friends, and it hasn't worked out yet. Even the few Ruston friends I'm really close with, I might see them once every 2 weeks, or at church. That's it. Ugh. I know this is just a phase of life, and I should be thankful for the time I've got now because one of these days I'm gonna get married and have kids. Then I REALLY won't have time!
Thursday, September 30, 2010
Saturday, September 11, 2010
The Ta-Todd Phenomenon
This is not a new concept. Nope, this one's been around for a while! It's the Ta-Tod Phenomenon.
What is a Ta-Todd you might ask? Well, let me give you my "Betha-nary" version:
Ta-Todd: (Tall Toddler) noun; a young, tall female desperately cleaving to the security of an older man for the purpose of subconsciously cursing her father for the life she felt deprived of as a child.
See also: Gold Digger
Now, as previously stated, Ta-Todds have been around for hundreds of lifetimes. Their legacy, though faint, is worshiped by young women all around the world. Will this pandemic ever fizzle...probably not, but you know, the first step to recovery is recognizing the problem. If we educate the world, then maybe there could be a reform. Revise! Revise!
What is a Ta-Todd you might ask? Well, let me give you my "Betha-nary" version:
Ta-Todd: (Tall Toddler) noun; a young, tall female desperately cleaving to the security of an older man for the purpose of subconsciously cursing her father for the life she felt deprived of as a child.
See also: Gold Digger
Now, as previously stated, Ta-Todds have been around for hundreds of lifetimes. Their legacy, though faint, is worshiped by young women all around the world. Will this pandemic ever fizzle...probably not, but you know, the first step to recovery is recognizing the problem. If we educate the world, then maybe there could be a reform. Revise! Revise!
Friday, September 10, 2010
Club at the End of the Street
I love my job. I really do. I love everything about it...the location, the staff, the products, the services, and the chance to practice what I'm passionate about!
Yesterday I moved my room down to the end of the hall. This room is huge! There's so much space to actually spread everything out! I nicknamed it the "Club at the end of the Street." Yes, the Elton John song :) My best friend at work is in the room right next to me. Potential hazard? Probably. Ha.
Moral of the story: Patience pays off. Now, I did not mind my old room...but there was a noise issue, and it was freezing...just because it was in the front of the hall. Now my room's quiet as a mouse, and warmer!...and everybody walks all the way down to see me...and I feel important :)
Yesterday I moved my room down to the end of the hall. This room is huge! There's so much space to actually spread everything out! I nicknamed it the "Club at the end of the Street." Yes, the Elton John song :) My best friend at work is in the room right next to me. Potential hazard? Probably. Ha.
Moral of the story: Patience pays off. Now, I did not mind my old room...but there was a noise issue, and it was freezing...just because it was in the front of the hall. Now my room's quiet as a mouse, and warmer!...and everybody walks all the way down to see me...and I feel important :)
Sunday, September 5, 2010
Submission
Right now I'm in Nashville...breathing. Gosh, I hit the ground runnin up here! Friday night was big, Saturday night was mellow, and tonight is straight-up chill...winding down from the weekend's festivities. This morning I got to go back to my home church of Brentwood Baptist. Man, have I missed that place! Mike, the Senior Pastor was not preaching, but the young adult minister did an amazing job voicing the Word of God.
This morning's sermon was over Colossians 3:18-24, in which Paul instructs the church of Colossia to honor each other. "Wives submit to your husbands...slaves submit to your masters.." -that whole spill.
"Wives submit to your husbands, as is fitting in the Lord." Colossians 3:18.
This point is to be made in the same manner as the church submitting to Christ (the bridegroom), and not just physically or emotionally 'longing.' After the first sin, women were punished, more-or-less in that they were made to want to lead, but God says this is best if the man leads. Now, he went into more detail as to why exactly this was so important to His plan...but honestly, I believe that sometimes it's like I can hear God's people asking "Why?" and Him, being the 'Parent' that He is to us, just says...."Because I said so!"
Throughout this entire sermon I just felt so spiritually challenged and convicted. Living in Nashville, I was around singles, some my age, some older, some couples living together...and I guess I just got in the mind-set that I had been single for so long that maybe God didn't want me to get married. Maybe I wasn't cut-out for that. After this sermon....
I believe God has put this longing for a life-long, lasting relationship in my heart for so long for a reason...and I don't believe that reason was to torture me. How dare I expect anything less than the best my Savior has planned. Who am I to put restrictions on what He can do. I mean, really. Who am I to say that God even has a specific plan for me. Nope...His plan is carried out. It's my choice whether I want to be apart of it or not. I want to be apart of a Christ-like marriage relationship. One day. This pleases God.
Now...men are also to submit to their wives and not become impatient. How would you like it if your Lord and Savior, who gave up His life for you, snapped and raised His voice at you? Just something to think about...
We are to love, honor, respect and take care of each other. Always.
"Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for men, since you know that you will receive an inheritance from the Lord as a reward. It is the Lord Christ you are serving." -Colossians 3:23-24. Basically, Paul is saying not to do these commands as working for a President we don't agree with, or a boss we hate, or parents we think we know more than...but to do them as if Christ is right there watching us. Because He is.
This morning's sermon was over Colossians 3:18-24, in which Paul instructs the church of Colossia to honor each other. "Wives submit to your husbands...slaves submit to your masters.." -that whole spill.
"Wives submit to your husbands, as is fitting in the Lord." Colossians 3:18.
This point is to be made in the same manner as the church submitting to Christ (the bridegroom), and not just physically or emotionally 'longing.' After the first sin, women were punished, more-or-less in that they were made to want to lead, but God says this is best if the man leads. Now, he went into more detail as to why exactly this was so important to His plan...but honestly, I believe that sometimes it's like I can hear God's people asking "Why?" and Him, being the 'Parent' that He is to us, just says...."Because I said so!"
Throughout this entire sermon I just felt so spiritually challenged and convicted. Living in Nashville, I was around singles, some my age, some older, some couples living together...and I guess I just got in the mind-set that I had been single for so long that maybe God didn't want me to get married. Maybe I wasn't cut-out for that. After this sermon....
I believe God has put this longing for a life-long, lasting relationship in my heart for so long for a reason...and I don't believe that reason was to torture me. How dare I expect anything less than the best my Savior has planned. Who am I to put restrictions on what He can do. I mean, really. Who am I to say that God even has a specific plan for me. Nope...His plan is carried out. It's my choice whether I want to be apart of it or not. I want to be apart of a Christ-like marriage relationship. One day. This pleases God.
Now...men are also to submit to their wives and not become impatient. How would you like it if your Lord and Savior, who gave up His life for you, snapped and raised His voice at you? Just something to think about...
We are to love, honor, respect and take care of each other. Always.
"Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for men, since you know that you will receive an inheritance from the Lord as a reward. It is the Lord Christ you are serving." -Colossians 3:23-24. Basically, Paul is saying not to do these commands as working for a President we don't agree with, or a boss we hate, or parents we think we know more than...but to do them as if Christ is right there watching us. Because He is.
Friday, September 3, 2010
Nashville
Living in Nashville was probably the best thing I ever could have done fresh out of college. I was in no way truly happy with myself at that point, but I knew that I wanted to go to massage therapy school, and I actually got the chance to attend in my favorite city in the U.S. I mean, why not take that opportunity! So I did.
During that year, I met new people, made new friends, joined an incredible church, pursued my passion for massage therapy, and learned a TON about myself. Sure, I got to do some pretty cool things and meet some pretty cool people in Nashville that I wouldn't have gotten the chance to had I gone to school anywhere else, but probably the most exciting adventure for me, personally, was self-discovery. I learned indeoendence within myself, as well as grew in my dependence on the Lord. My patience was tested, and I realized that there are times to say "no." I made life plans, then learned not to depend on those plans. I also realized how much I really do expect out of others. Growing up I always thought I leaned more towards the "laid-back" side of life...but now that might not be the case as much.
I like order and thrive on schedules. I think that's one reason I love my job so much. My clients come at a certain time, and then they are on my table until it is time for their session to be over. Now, not everyone comes in on time, and occasionally I will have to keep a client past their set leaving time, but that's the way it goes.
I'm going back to visit my Nashville home this weekend...and I could not be more ready to be there again! What's gonna be weird is driving past my old apartment knowing it's not mine anymore. Wonderful memories.
During that year, I met new people, made new friends, joined an incredible church, pursued my passion for massage therapy, and learned a TON about myself. Sure, I got to do some pretty cool things and meet some pretty cool people in Nashville that I wouldn't have gotten the chance to had I gone to school anywhere else, but probably the most exciting adventure for me, personally, was self-discovery. I learned indeoendence within myself, as well as grew in my dependence on the Lord. My patience was tested, and I realized that there are times to say "no." I made life plans, then learned not to depend on those plans. I also realized how much I really do expect out of others. Growing up I always thought I leaned more towards the "laid-back" side of life...but now that might not be the case as much.
I like order and thrive on schedules. I think that's one reason I love my job so much. My clients come at a certain time, and then they are on my table until it is time for their session to be over. Now, not everyone comes in on time, and occasionally I will have to keep a client past their set leaving time, but that's the way it goes.
I'm going back to visit my Nashville home this weekend...and I could not be more ready to be there again! What's gonna be weird is driving past my old apartment knowing it's not mine anymore. Wonderful memories.
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