With God, ALL Things Are Possible ----UPDATE

So, in talking with my mother on the phone my mother had blessed me with more news abotu my dad and his pursuit of God once again. Dad would love to go to a Bible study if they could find one closer to home. Te one he has been atttending they drive 40 minutes both ways and it dioesnt get over until ten p.m. which is a bit late for dad (hes in bed by 8pm most days). Lately he was led the prayer at the dinnertable, something he has never done before. (wait, who are we talking about now? surely not dad! Oh yeah!!!). My dad has even expressed to my mother how he prays that his turning to God is for good this time.


With God All Things Are Possible I

Living Differently

Lately I have been thinking about just how much my life would be different if I lived in a different country. How would I survive having to use a wheelchair to get around? Would my faith in God be any different? Would I be more or less materialistic?


Once again, things that make you go hmmm.

Just Be Glad I Don't Have Pictures

Oh be thankful I'm not posting pictures. I didn't take pictures anyhow. I sorta wished I would have now though.

The entire night was a much needed laugh. I can't remember the last time I laughed so hard. one of the words used last night best sums it up---"scandalous". From the cake to the gifts. The cake was made by a roomate who had also made one a few weeks prior for a friends bridal shower. I was a bit perturbed the first time I saw the thing on our dining room table. "Dear Lord don't let any man walk into this house right now, puleeeeeeeeze! (Especially Scott!)"

A few items of the lingerie were actually quite cute whilst others were a little...yeah, just that. Little, as in not much to them(My thinking in all of this: Riley is just going to have a cow if he sees her in that!). A few pieces were actually very tasteful and very beautiful. Someone had the bright (sarcasm) idea of hanging them on the curtain rod and getting a group picture. Then someone had an even brighter (sarcasm still) idea of calling the fiancee and having him drive by while they still hung there.

In the midst of conversation ( hilarious I might add, some of which was recorded in the XA girls house journal) we played a few party games. The first one we wrote the letters a - z on the left side of our paper. We then had to come up with as many terms as we could, 1 item for each letter of the alphabet. I didn't do so hot. Then we had a chance to look at items on a tray and were told to remember them. We were to write down as many as we could remember. However we were told after the tray was gone that we had to write down in detail what the girl was wearing who carried the tray. I bombed. Not even close. I half described what the maid of honor was wearing! Another game we played was having to measure out how much toilet paper we used when in the potty. Then we had to make something out of the t-paper that was wedding related. I did a very simple bouquet. Someone else did a more elaborate one. The winner was one who made a mini wedding wardrobe from hers. There was still yet other games. We had to luist in four minutes one item having to do with a wedding starting with the 26 letters of the alphabet. I didn't do bad, but not that good either. the game I actually won was challenging. We were given a description of a cake an we had to write down what we thought it was. Out of fourteen I guessed twelve correctly. There were prizes for those who won games. My prize was a journal decorated by J9.

"Life and It's Vicissitudes and It's Inclemencies"

So, wow! All these years of hearing my grandfather say this and I don't ever remember asking what the heck he meant by that. One of my roomates said something to me the other day and that saying popped into my head and out of my mouth. She asked me what it meant...and I had no idea. It's just something my grandpa said whenever someone got into a jam.
I jumped online that afternoon and went to dictionary.com to look up the two words, after having no such luck in my thesaurus.

vi·cis·si·tude ( P ) Pronunciation Key (v-ss-td, -tyd)n.
A change or variation.
The quality of being changeable; mutability.
One of the sudden or unexpected changes or shifts often encountered in one's life, activities, or surroundings. Often used in the plural. See Synonyms at difficulty.
[Latin vicissitd, from vicissim, in turn, probably from vics, pl. of *vix, change. See weik-2 in Indo-European Roots.]

inclemencies
Inclemency \In*clem"en*cy\, n.; pl. Inclemencies. [L. inclementia: cf. F. incl['e]mence.] 1. The state or quality of being inclement; want of clemency; want of mildness of temper; unmercifulness; severity.The inclemency of the late pope. --Bp. Hall.2. Physical severity or harshness (commonly in respect to the elements or weather); roughness; storminess; rigor; severe cold, wind, rain, or snow.The inclemencies of morning air. --Pope.The rude inclemency of wintry skies. --Cowper.Syn: Harshness; severity; cruelty; rigor; roughness; storminess; boisterousness.
in·clem·ent ( P ) Pronunciation Key (n-klmnt)adj.
Stormy: inclement weather.
Showing no clemency; unmerciful.

He never Changes

At the conclusion of our house meeting, somehow the converstation turned to religion. Someone made a comment aboout mormonism and Catholicism. Red made a comment how "christianity is the only religion that doesn't change with the times". One of those "Aha!" moments for me I guess. That night when I lay in bed thinking about that comment, this verse from Hebrews 13:8 popped into my head

Jesus Christ is the same yesterday and today and forever.

And now I have an old 4Him song stuck in my head."He never changes, He's always the same. Through all the ages ....

What are You living for?

He who dies with the most toys— still dies .

“ He is no fool who gives what he cannot keep to gain what he cannot lose. ” ---Jim Elliott, a missionary martyred in the jungles of South America in 1956