Sunday, August 11, 2013

book lovers

happy national book lover's day*, book lovers!

truthfully, i was not aware that today was such a day until my roommie's sweet, thoughtful mother sent us this text message: 

kristi and i made a quick trip to b&n to make a book purchase to celebrate right along with momma finch. 
i know it probably seems as though i am well behind on my reading list, and i am behind, though i am not as behind as it seems.  i have about a half a dozen or so books i just haven't posted about yet.  i'll catch up, maybe, someday.

*the holiday actually took place on august 9.  posting a little late.  perhaps this takes away from my credibility as a book lover?  what if i say i actually bought quite a few books this week?  cause, honestly, i have.  i am so excited when the books on my reading list go on sale.  have to snatch them up.  and sometimes i have to snatch up a few others just to prepare for next year.  i need more bookshelves.


find my other 2013 reading list posts here:  les mis {part one}, les mis {part two}, march reads {part one}, march reads {part two}, when it rains, through the looking glass, to look almost pretty, spoken from the heart

the prince saves aunt randa

the memories i make with my niece and nephew over facetime are priceless. truly, precious moments.  this evening may have surpassed them all.  as is customary, daniellah and gabriel were reading me stories.  oh, the imagination of children!  tonight's story began something like this:

daniellah:  there was a scary dragon.
aunt randa:  that blue dragon looks really scary.  will someone save them from the dragon?
daniellah:  the prince saves the princess.

press repeat for this story about four times.

aunt randa:  where is aunt randa's prince?
daniellah:  (points to prince in the cardboard storybook)
aunt randa:  can you send the prince to aunt randa's house?
daniellah:  the prince goes to aunt randa's house.
aunt randa:  how does he get here?
daniellah:  on a horse.
aunt randa:  i can't find him.  where is he?
daniellah:  he's right there.  (points to the empty couch beside me)

story continues

daniellah:  there was a scary dragon.
aunt randa:  that blue dragon looks really scary.  will someone save them from the dragon?
daniellah:  the prince saves aunt randa.

aunt randa:  (melts with love for her niece)

how brilliant of her to substitute aunt randa for the princess!  sweet, sweet moment.


Thursday, August 01, 2013

and the lord set the world on its foundation

have you ever been enthralled by the beauty of nature?  truly enraptured? i have a ginger friend who is often brought to tears from awe of god's beauty that shines through nature.  while i think many are sure to enjoy a vacation sunrise and sunset or two on the beach, i am challenged to recognize and treasure more of god's creation.  look around.  god has gifted a remarkable universe for his children to live and find pleasure. 

psalm 104 spoke of the lord's creation quite poetically.  it reminds us that "the lord set the earth on its foundations, so that it should never be moved" (v. 5). take a few moments to read the verses of the psalm.  they are a beautiful reminder how the lord of the heavens set the earth to purposefully fulfill the needs of his people and all the creatures of this universe.  only an omnipotent god could design such a wonder.  "o lord, how manifold are your works! in wisdom have you made them all" (v. 24).  in the midst of a world that offers so much hurt and despair, we can walk in strength, knowing "the lord set the world on its foundation."

this week i have been particularly struck by these lines:  "he made the moon to mark the seasons; the sun knows its time for setting" (v. 19).  there is an incredible beauty in the balance of the four seasons.  again, all part of god's wisdom and design.  observing the early mornings growing darker and darker as summer continues passing us by is a reminder of one season preparing to exit while another prepares to make its entrance.  i am truly grateful to live in an area that experiences a welcomed display of all four seasons, though i am certainly going to hold onto the summer moments as long as i am possibly able before i delight in the cool crispness of early fall.

bask in the beauty of god's creation this weekend.  look beyond what the world has created and allow him to speak to you through the beauty and stillness of the earth, which he set on its foundation.  seek to worship him and rejoice, bringing the lord glory forever (v. 31-34).

{psalm 104}

"bless the lord, o my soul! o lord my god, you are very great! you are clothed with splendor and majesty, covering yourself with light as with a garment, stretching out the heavens like a tent. he lays the beams of his chambers on the waters; he makes the clouds his chariot; he rides on the wings of the wind; he makes his messengers winds, his ministers a flaming fire. he set the earth on its foundations, so that it should never be moved. you covered it with the deep as with a garment; the waters stood above the mountains. at your rebuke they fled; at the sound of your thunder they took to flight. the mountains rose, the valleys sank down to the place that you appointed for them. you set a boundary that they may not pass, so that they might not again cover the earth. you make springs gush forth in the valleys; they flow between the hills; they give drink to every beast of the field; the wild donkeys quench their thirst. beside them the birds of the heavens dwell; they sing among the branches. from your lofty abode you water the mountains;  the earth is satisfied with the fruit of your work. you cause the grass to grow for the livestock and plants for man to cultivate, that he may bring forth food from the earth and wine to gladden the heart of man, oil to make his face shine and bread to strengthen man's heart. the trees of the lord are watered abundantly, the cedars of lebanon that he planted. in them the birds build their nests; the stork has her home in the fir trees. the high mountains are for the wild goats; the rocks are a refuge for the rock badgers. he made the moon to mark the seasons; the sun knows its time for setting. you make darkness, and it is night, when all the beasts of the forest creep about. the young lions roar for their prey, seeking their food from god. when the sun rises, they steal away and lie down in their dens. man goes out to his work and to his labor until the evening. o lord, how manifold are your works! in wisdom have you made them all; the earth is full of your creatures. here is the sea, great and wide, which teems with creatures innumerable, living things both small and great. there go the ships, and leviathan, which you formed to play in it. these all look to you, to give them their food in due season. when you give it to them, they gather it up; when you open your hand, they are filled with good things. when you hide your face, they are dismayed; when you take away their breath, they die and return to their dust. when you send forth your spirit, they are created, and you renew the face of the ground. may the glory of the lord endure forever; may the lord rejoice in his works, who looks on the earth and it trembles, who touches the mountains and they smoke! i will sing to the lord as long as I live; i will sing praise to my god while I have being. may my meditation be pleasing to him, for I rejoice in the lord. let sinners be consumed from the earth, and let the wicked be no more! bless the lord, o my soul! praise the lord!

Wednesday, July 31, 2013

it's not me, it's you

dear sallie mae,

it's not me, it's you.  really, it's you.  my first impression of our relationship was beautiful.  i asked for money, and you willingly and generously gave.  for four years, you were a wonderful companion.  then, within a matter of six months, it all changed.  i was handed a diploma and suddenly you wanted all of my money and then some.  i can handle a give and take relationship, but suddenly you seem to be in a take, take, take mode.  this would have been fine, except, i don't recall you pulling all-nighters to write a full curriculum or to painstakingly decipher abstract algebra.  one thing's for sure, you got an "A+" in math class when the topic was interest.  clearly that is one topic you understand whole-heartedly.

another subject you understand is the vulnerability of a naive college student.  shame on you.

unfortunately for you, i am now three degrees wiser and through with you.  i now fully understand the consequences of our relationship.  and in the back of my mind (and bank account), i will forever have to live with the damages you have enabled.

today i made my last payment to you.  you have approximately forty-eight business hours to enjoy my debt.  i will expect to see another one of these pop up in my inbox shortly:
no thanks to you, i can now begin saving for my mansion my cute, little starter home (hopefully mostly move-in ready) and my vacation to ireland.

yours no more,

miranda

Thursday, July 11, 2013

boot camp and 100 miles

happy july, friends, we are entering the no judgement zone.  i am back at the gym thing (got a little boost of motivation when my roommate recently joined the gym).  feels like i am starting back at zero, but i am getting myself there and that is what counts, mostly.  remember when i joined the 100 mile challenge last summer?  remember how i only got to about 60 miles, maybe?  yeah, that happened.  well, it's a new summer and a fresh start.  i joined again this year and am hopeful for a better outcome, if my shin cooperates.  (curse you high school basketball).  that new challenge officially began last week and runs (pun intended) through the end of september.  i am making slow progress with about eight and a half miles logged so far.  have to make up for lost time on vacation this past weekend. 

in the meantime, pray for me.  seriously.  i need to stay motivated.

that's not all, folks, that's not all.  somehow my friend and i convinced ourselves to voluntarily, yes voluntarily, sign up for a boot camp class.  and not just any boot camp class, but one that meets at 5:45 am.  that's about two hours earlier than my normal wake up call, so it has been a rough adjustment.  the soreness generally hits the following day, after our workouts. bleh.  the worst though is when you show up to begin warm up and your boot camp instructor just says, "follow me," and takes off running.

thankful for two friends being much needed motivators this summer.   


Tuesday, June 04, 2013

spoken from the heart

in reading laura bush's memoir, spoken from the heart, i found myself time and time again in awe of two things:  {1} the depth of blessings bestowed upon our great, american nation, and {2} the sacrifice and diligence of so many american leaders, american soldiers, and american citizens.  i share in laura's pride for america.  "it is easy to be proud of our country, because when there is a need, americans' first instinct is to respond."

i envision the bush family as a family of class and a family that loves the lord.  while some may argue george w. bush did not make the best political or wisest president, i believe (in my minimal political understanding), that he was the man that god had intended and put into place to lead our nation during the worst terrorist attacks that we have experienced on our own soil.  and i thank god for his leadership, strength, compassion, and endurance.  i think we need to remember that ultimately, "george did not want war.  no president ever does.  he knew how precious any child is, and every person sent into war is someone's child, and often someone's mother or father too."

and while we can debate political decisions all day long, the reality is we will never comprehend the level of decision making and sacrifice experienced by our presidents and their families.  laura bush herself noted that "the world does not operate according to the principles of 'what if?' all leaders make choices, and no one can say for certain what would have happened had a different path been taken."  whether in agreement with the president or not, i fully believe we, as american citizens, can be better supporters of our american leadership.  laura finishes that quote with "for myself, i prefer to stand against oppression, to stand, with george, for freedom."

at one point in her memoir, she discussed how ronald reagan had not acquired the most respected legacy while in office, but at the time of his death, america seemed to finally give reagan the recognition his wartime presidency truly earned.  i pray the same recognition is granted to bush eventually as i believe he led with sincere compassion, making wartime decisions that were in america's best interest and protection.  laura mimics this, too, "i am proud that, as president, george acted on princple, that he put our country first and himself last."

of course much of the memoir is centered on the attacks and aftermath of 9-11.  what a reminder this was of the uncertainties that followed for months and years of that fall day.  i can still picture sitting in mr. reynolds world religions class, hearing the news, and spending the rest of the day moving from one class block to the next just to refocus on the devastation being played over and over again on the tv screen.  laura bush understood that "we who were alive on that morning were marked by it, indelibly and forever."

in these moments, i am in gratitude of the safety and general normalcy the lord has restored in so many of our lives; though we should never forget to recognize the men and women that are continuing to fight for our safe and comfortable lives.  god bless america, and god bless our troops!

now for some other quote highlights (it gets a bit lengthy...i realize now, as i skim over the pages looking for my underlines how much i truly enjoyed laura's memoir):

"you might talk about the wind and the weather, but troubles you swallowed deep down inside."

"he might not wish to remember, but neither would he ever allow himself to forget."  {this is in reference to her father's firsthand sightings of some of the devastation of the concentration camps during the holocaust.}

"some of my longtime el paso lynchburg friends say that people who move away invariably find themselves moving back.  because they're not happy anywhere else but in el paso lynchburg."  {seems appropriate to replace el paso here with lynchburg.  am i right, lynchburgians?}

"when you do not know where edges begin and end, you are frequently surprised by what is hard or sharp."

"we lived our lives in a kind of easy oblivion and ceded the important decisions to the adults."

"life's largest truth may be that everyone faces tragedy.  learning to accept those tragedies, learning to accept that life is riddled with events large and small, events that you may cause or that may happen to you, events that you can never control, is perhaps the hardest lesson of all.  in that wrenching fact, i have faith that no one is ever alone."

"but i already know that the 'what ifs' are fruitless.  it's a futile exercise to go through the 'oh, if i only hadn't done that, then that wouldn't have happened.'"

"but i graduated with no ring on my left hand and no immediate prospects for one."  {doesn't this sound familiar coming from the land of 'ring by spring'?!?!}

"the english language lacks the words to mourn an absence.  for the loss of a parent, grandparent, spouse, child, or friend, we have all manner of words and phrases, some helpful, some not.  still, we are conditioned to say something, even if it is only 'i am sorry for your loss.'  but for an absence, for someone who was never there at all, we are wordless to capture that particular emptiness.  for those who deeply want children and are denied them, those missing babies hover like silent, ephemeral shadows over their lives.  who can describe the feel of a tiny hand that is never held?"

"there is a loveliness to baseball that is only found in a stadium, that never quite conveys across the coaxial cables and pixels of a television screen."

"for that moment, as we stood watching that flag and remembering, daddy was with us."  {in connection to the day of remembrance for the holocaust victims.  laura reflects on her father's service.}

"'when we remember the holocaust and to whom it happened, we must also remember where it happened.  it didn't happen in some remote or unfamiliar place; it happened right in the middle of the western world...and the orders came not from crude and uneducated men, but from men who regarded themselves as cultured and well-schooled, modern and even forward-looking.  they had all the outward traits of cultured men--except for conscience.  their crimes show the world that even can slip in and blend in, amid the most civilized of surroundings.  in the end, only conscience can stop it, and moral discernment and decency and tolerance.  these can never be assured in any time or in any society.  they must always be taught.'" {this was george w. bush's speech on the day of remembrance.}

"i didn't even wait for him to finish but began, 'well, parents need to reassure their children everywhere in our country that they're safe.'"  {laura's response to a question regarding how our nation responds, provides, and supports the fears children of our nation faced after the 9-11 attacks.}

"they were people with names, with hometowns, with parents, spouses, and families, and they were willing to give themselves and their lives so that other dads and moms going to work on a quiet, late-summer morning might never know terror again."

"so many lives lost, each on exceptional to someone."

"but friendship is what nurtures us.  my friends were often my sustenance during the white house years.  we could talk, laugh, and simply be.  sharing those trails renewed me, body and soul."

"it was important for them to talk about those whom they had loved and lost.  the talking soothed, and it helped to keep the one they loved alive in their hearts.  so many had lost the person they loved the best."

"as i walked, i realized there are things that textbooks, photographs, or even graying documentary footage cannot teach.  they cannot teach you how to feel when you see prayer shawls or baby shoes left by children torn from their mothers, or prison cells with the scratch marks of attempted escape.  and i wept when i saw the thousands of eyeglasses, their lenses still smudged with tears and dirt.  i, who would be nearly blind without glasses or contacts, could suddenly imagine people being driven into terror, with no way to see, groping about with their hands.  and then there was the larger blindness, of the people who lived around the camps and around the world, of all of those who refused to see what was happening.  i thought too of saddam hussein, who had said how much he admired adolf hitler."  {as she walked through concentration camps and crematoriums from the holocaust.}

"schools matter.  and at times like this, i am again struck by how strong teachers, principals, and superintendents are.  they matter in ways we often take for granted."  {in reference to the recovery efforts of hurricane katrina.}

"that was the problem.  while the truth may not be as interesting, it is the truth."

"taught fathers and their children how to hug...[further] his idea was that many children do not know how to be students; they have never seen a parent read, have never sat still in a chair to listen..."  {in discussing some of the basic "human needs" addressed through fatherhood initiative programs.}

"however difficult that may be, there is no reason not to try."

"things might not change, but that is no excuse for not speaking out when the need and the opportunity arise."

"presidents are not always right, but history tells us that our core values are right and that our country is good."

"i had seen the worst of man in the 9-11 attacks and the worst of nature in katrina.  but i had also seen the very best of america in the hundreds of thousands of people who had put their lives on hold to help the victims and to help our country rebuild.  i witnessed the compassion of strangers comforting, clothing, and feeding those in need.  i had seen young men and women abandoned by their parents choose to raise their own children in love.  i had been blessed to meet and to know many of the bravest men and women the world has ever seen, our soldiers, marines, airmen, sailors, and coast guard men and women."

"the love of the bush family had come full circle; the pride george had felt for his parents, they felt in return for their son.  they too had made this journey we were about to begin and had found unexpected joys in the years beyond."

find my other 2013 reading list posts here:  les mis {part one}, les mis {part two}, march reads {part one}, march reads {part two}, when it rains, through the looking glass, to look almost pretty

to find joy in another's joy

"to be able to find joy in another's joy, that is the secret of happiness."  {george bernanos}

on a normal day good self-esteem day, choosing to find joy in another's joy is easy, right ladies?  i can find complete joy and delight in my friend's new marriage, or my friend's newest little bundle of joy, or my friend's newest promotion, or my friend's newest adventure, or even something as simple as my friend's new outfit.  and all of this, this brings me happiness.  in some cases, i may even cry more tears of joy for my friend than she will for herself.

flip the switch to a day of insecurity, and this little phrase is no longer easy.  it becomes a challenge, a real test of how much i choose to allow joy to preside in my life and in my thoughts.  and on these days, i am often defeated, as every joy of someone else's is a reminder of something i do not have, or a reminder of how my "fill-in-the-blank" is not as good as the next person's, or a reminder of something i am still waiting upon. in this defeat, my thoughts, if not also in my words and actions, become ugly and tainted, rooted in bitterness. 

the contrast of these days is reflected in proverbs 17:22, "a joyful heart is good medicine, but a crushed spirit dries up the bones."

in these moments, i ask myself, "how can i possibly allow myself to feel and express such negativity towards the very individuals whom i treasure?  the same people that have supported me through my own ups and downs.  i love them.  i do, but why does it seem so hard today?"

there is a sense of guilt and embarrassment in admitting that some days it is difficult to be joyful in another's joy.  proverbs 14:10 warns of the distress and destruction envy brings, "the heart knows its own bitterness, and no stranger shares its joy."  i should be celebrating the lives of my friends and family, not hiding out in envy and jealousy.

though this is something that has been on my heart for a few months, last week my little desk calendar of quotes reminded me of the depth of destruction bitterness can have on one's joy.  "to be able to find joy in another's joy, that is the secret of happiness."  {george bernanos}  what joys of my friends and family have i overlooked because i was too focused and consumed with my own insecurities or my own wants?  as i have contemplated this quote for a few days now, i am at the painful realization that bitterness and insecurity has played more of a role in my relationships than i would like to admit.  and for that my friends, i apologize.

looking back, i can see where this root of jealousy and envy has been taking hold in my life for a few years now.  i fight through those not-so-great days and then pretend as though the bitterness has no place in my life.  and i am joyful again on the good days.  until the day i realize once again that the root of bitterness still exists.  the root of bitterness still binds me from experiencing the pure joy of my savior.

but i am learning there is an element of relief in knowing that i am not alone.  and furthermore, there is a sense of freedom in knowing that deliverance and restoration are awaiting.  there is freedom in my savior when i say, "lord, i need your presence and your joy to replace my self-pity and my jealousy.  help me.  show me how to love on a daily basis.  remind me how to be joyful for others and with others because i cannot do it on my own.  remind me how to celebrate your goodness with others, on good days and bad days."

and then today, i see this and that about sums it up:  "we have to choose joy and keep choosing it" {henri j.m. nouwen}.

sometimes i feel the need to think about my posts for a day or two before i actually publish them.  like this post, for example, and a post i discovered last night about being insecurely conceited that was written nearly nine months ago. to post or not to post?  that is the question.