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| Tiger loves him, too. |
Monday, May 9, 2011
Day 79
Just another day of working my little fingers to the bone. Crafty Supermarket tomorrow! So very grateful for my helpful hubby, who is kind enough to keep the cats fed and the house standing while I bury myself in paper. He makes me smile a whole lot, even when he's not making faces.
Day 78
Being cooped up in the house with my own little self and the interwebs, making stuff for the weekend's show, can go on for only so long before I get a little loopy. I made plans to pack up a bunch of box parts to take to Redtree for a change of scenery. After our small group meeting that morning, Arynn offered to join me for a couple of hours, and help me put together birdies. It was so great to not only be out amongst the living, but to have Arynn for wonderful company and conversation!
Day 77
In a state of mad crafting and in preparation for Crafty Supermarket, every waking hour of this week has been filled with the making of things. I set aside all of this day to get ready for the show, and of course this involved many hours of Netflix.
After watching Mad Hot Ballroom, my mind drifted to dance and I decided to put out a YouTube search for some pieces by my favorite SYTYCD choreographer, Mia Michaels. Never before have I been so emotionally touched by dance. Her talent for bringing such power and emotion to movement makes my heart swell.
After watching Mad Hot Ballroom, my mind drifted to dance and I decided to put out a YouTube search for some pieces by my favorite SYTYCD choreographer, Mia Michaels. Never before have I been so emotionally touched by dance. Her talent for bringing such power and emotion to movement makes my heart swell.
Day 76
So I've gotten pretty behind on this thing. Here is is, day 82 and I'm just now getting around to last week's posts.
Maybe I should plan something special for day 100 to keep up my momentum. The guy who inspired me to do this got a tattoo on his 100th day... Hmmm...
Anyway... Day 76 was Tuesday. One thing that really stuck out was seeing the sunset break through the clouds that night. After all of the grey, rainy days, it was somewhat glorious and magnificent.
Maybe I should plan something special for day 100 to keep up my momentum. The guy who inspired me to do this got a tattoo on his 100th day... Hmmm...
Anyway... Day 76 was Tuesday. One thing that really stuck out was seeing the sunset break through the clouds that night. After all of the grey, rainy days, it was somewhat glorious and magnificent.
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| wish i had taken a photo. it was something not unlike this. |
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
Day 75
So everyone has heard the news about the death of a terrorist.
I've been a bit unsettled by the reactions I've seen (mostly on FB) and have been trying to figure out where my heart and mind are aligned with the situation. When I read this scripture that has been drifting around, my heart was at ease; I felt reassured to be a patriot of the Kingdom more-so than a patriot of the world...
‘Our sins are heavy upon us; we are wasting away! How can we survive?’ As surely as I live, says the Sovereign Lord, I take no pleasure in the death of wicked people. I only want them to turn from their wicked ways so they can live.
-Ezekiel 33:10-11
There are plenty of conspiracy theories and political jousting for everyone to have their share. Maybe Bin Laden was dead years ago. Maybe he's still alive. Maybe he never existed in the first place. To be sure, the people responsible for the atrocities that happened on 9.11.01 will be judged and held accountable. Just not by us humans.
By the same logic, I cannot judge the people who are celebrating the death of another person. I do understand the instant elation and relief and sense of victory... "America has won!" But all of this at the cost of a human life (no matter how heinously lived)... a human life, which- as far as I can tell- did not know the love of God... leaves a bad taste in my mouth.
But I get it.
Um... yeah. That got heavy. So let's have a little laugh at the whole thing, ya?
I've been a bit unsettled by the reactions I've seen (mostly on FB) and have been trying to figure out where my heart and mind are aligned with the situation. When I read this scripture that has been drifting around, my heart was at ease; I felt reassured to be a patriot of the Kingdom more-so than a patriot of the world...
‘Our sins are heavy upon us; we are wasting away! How can we survive?’ As surely as I live, says the Sovereign Lord, I take no pleasure in the death of wicked people. I only want them to turn from their wicked ways so they can live.
-Ezekiel 33:10-11
There are plenty of conspiracy theories and political jousting for everyone to have their share. Maybe Bin Laden was dead years ago. Maybe he's still alive. Maybe he never existed in the first place. To be sure, the people responsible for the atrocities that happened on 9.11.01 will be judged and held accountable. Just not by us humans.
By the same logic, I cannot judge the people who are celebrating the death of another person. I do understand the instant elation and relief and sense of victory... "America has won!" But all of this at the cost of a human life (no matter how heinously lived)... a human life, which- as far as I can tell- did not know the love of God... leaves a bad taste in my mouth.
But I get it.
Um... yeah. That got heavy. So let's have a little laugh at the whole thing, ya?
this.
Day 74
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| sweet Lees |
Of course, all of the fun and booty-shakin' that took place with our girls after the ceremony was a super fun time! But Alison walking down the aisle with her new husband just made me smile all over.
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