Guess What God Said???

You can do it Meg!

I just had one of those oh so refreshing times walking with God. He told me He loved me and that He really was my Strength... these are not new concepts to me but I think I get it this time.... I even ran today and well that is quite a feat for me I started walking leisurely to the bluff to clear my head, and hear what God had to say, and then I did not feel like I was being an overcommer with such a saunter so I began briskly, and with purpose walking faster and faster... Before I knew it I was full on sprinting granted it only lasted 3 blocks but that is 2 blocks more than it normally lasts. I feel good I needed to do that now I have all this energy. New list

Clean Kitchen
Bake Muffins
vacuum
Make mashed potatoes
Take a Shower
Read for Nutrition
Play my Guitar (mm maybe Laura's Keyboard... I didn't realize how much I miss the piano :()

I am the least shy Intorvert I know (most of the time)

Musical/Rhythmic		100%
Intrapersonal		100%
Interpersonal		86%
Verbal/Linguistic		79%
Visual/Spatial		57%
Bodily/Kinesthetic		32%
Logical/Mathematical		21%

Your Love Is Extravagant

Today I got up and made breakfast for my husband.... It's texture and taste were much like a dryed up sponges

I went to school and studied for my test in 1 Corinthians ..... Barfed up my answers and left 15 minutes later. (ended up being open Bible... why did i even study?)

Went to work and worked on the data base that has become my scource of work the last 3 months with sprinklings of marketing meetings and projects

My Mom called .... (what a strange conversation)

Mom: "Hi Meg I was up around Northgate and wondering if you wanted to meet for
coffee"
Meg: "oh... actually I am at work
Mom: "Ohhh I guess you changed your work day, well you are at work, I will let you
go.....bye
Meg: "Mom... hey wait...How was your week?"
Mom: "My week? Well mine has been fine but Great Grandma is not doing well...
Tanya and Nate are driving there tonight. Dad is fine, I am fine, Andy is
fine, we are all fine"
Meg: "I had mid-terms this week and will next week too---
Mom: "Yeah that's why I try not to call you... you are busy I figure you will call
when you get a chance."
Meg: "Yeah I am busy but I will talk to you.... uhhhhhhh (silence) soon, have a good
night mom"
Mom: "Bye Meg"
Meg: "Bye Mom"

Left work went to store, came home attempted to ride a bike.....
(What is meant by attempt was I pulled off the rack a bike that was way too big for me tried to sit on it and failed misserabley, set it back on it's rack)

I am all bundled up and going for a walk ....... I bet God will say something cool :)

one more thought for today

i realize there are people in this world who do way more homework than i do, but i do not know those people therefore they do not directly affect my feelings of "everyone else has it so easy in my social group" 'Cept Jerm... he has it WAY worse than me. Yet he has a WAY better attitude about it. I know he really looks to God for his joy and contentment. Huh, novel thought. I feel better already. Seriously... in the light of eternity all this stuff is just a speck a milaspeck of what God has for me. It's not a big deal i just gotta get it done and "Whether we eat or drink do everything for the Glory of God" yeah.. that's what my mentee person and I were discussing. I feel like garbage.... no i feel enlightened and joyful God would bring His words to my mind to bring me His peace that passes my understanding. THANKYOU LORD - and AMEN!!!

homework blues cont....

my life is homework... i would like to say my life is .... well pretty much anything but homework! I have been reading live journals and blogs and eating icecream and napping and trying to make my fingers remember how much they like to play the guitar. Ignoring homework.... straight up procrastination... which i suppose is how i have gotten myself so overwhelmed with homework in the first place! NOT TRUE, i do more homework than anyone i know on a daily basis. 2 freaking schools and a BUTT load of busy work. Will it ever end. Huh, I am just a big whiney baby and am going to go do my homework now.

The homework blues....

I HATE HOMEWORK n'uff said.

(meg sighs with relief and thinks to herself.. I feel much better)

New Stuff.... Well Old Revisited for Class

Is This Religion?

Sweet visions of You cascade around my soul, like honey dripping down a spiral staircase. Splattering people as they walk under the cat-walk of my life...

My life that is nothing without you.

Tears stream down my face as I think of

You standing there, love shining on Your face, arms to envelope me...

But I stand to the side waiting to be invited even though when the invitation arrives, I feel unworthy and can't accept it. I can't look into your eyes, they search me over judging my innermost thoughts, stripping me until I see with new eyes who I am , who You are.

Your table is full of satisfying wine and gigantic apples. You long to lavish These gifts upon me. I hide my face from you, not trusting your desire to bless me.

Ashamed guilt stricken!

Knowing you love me, but I won't trust I won't fall and I most definitely will not dance.

There You are ready to waltz me through life

I grab your tender hand fumble for the next feeling clumsy

I run to go.

You grab my arm.

I slip out.

You're holding my Hand

I am TORN

Your love invites me

My shame drive me to break free

You wrap your ever present arms around me

You hold me again. You bring me back the memories that haunt me You tell me what You were thinking when my heart had nothing left to bleed. Your words are ointment for the wounds created by a broken girl listening to a sly snake.

Your embrace heals my inner most being There is still no trust no acceptance of who I could be, if I jumped off the cliff of fear into the depth of your character. But I will dive in! I know that you have never stopped holding my hand. I won't crash, but will soar to a life abiding in You.

Jerm's Idea

So Jerm decided i should post my poems and writing assignments for my creative writing class on my blog. Sounds like a good idea, than i won't have loose papers floating around anywhere... (hey wait a minute, he tricked me he is so not into papers lying about everywhere, tricky guy. [not to mention sexy!!!] [[ohyes i did just say sexy!!!]])

This one is entitled :

RED
Looks like a fresh spattering of vivid paint on a novice painters canvas, a just right rasberry hit by the sunlight, lava oozing down a mountain top. It smells like a pungent rose or a rich satisfying freshly brewed cinnamon tea. It feels like a long french kiss. It tastes like a licorice treat snuck into the movies. It sounds like a bold new chord placed in a familar riff. It makes me want to leap into the unknown.