Jesus' words help me to see how wrong my thinking is and how amazing my life is because I have Him:
"Therefore I say to you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or what you will drink; nor about your body, what you will put on. Is not life more than food and the body more than clothing? Look at the birds of the air, for they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns; yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they? Which of you by worrying can add one cubit to his stature?" ("Has anyone by fussing in front of the mirror ever gotten taller by so much as an inch?") "So why do you worry about clothing? Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow: they neither toil nor spin; and yet I say to you that even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. Now if God so clothes the grass of the field, which today is, and tomorrow is thrown into the oven, will He not much more clothe you, O you of little faith? Therefore, do not worry, saying 'What shall we eat?' or 'What shall we drink?' or 'What shall we wear?' For after all these things the Gentiles seek. For your heavenly Father knows that you need all these things. But seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness, and all these things shall be added to you. Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about its own things. Sufficient for the day is its own trouble." Matthew 6:25-34
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Saturday, January 24, 2009
always accepted, not rejected
I don't read very many books, but I'm reading one now and really like this:
"In one sense, God is a "tasteless friend." Seemingly He is endlessly tolerant about those who come to Him for help and endlessly patient in waiting for those others to recognize the need of His help. But He has a solid foundation to do just that. His Son died for each person so as to deal with the issue of wrongdoing; the Spirit of God washed every one who has come to Christ; God the Father has set apart for Himself all who trusted His Son as children under His constant care, and finally each and every child of God has been justified with God's righteousness which means they are infinitely accepted and never rejected." -David Eckman, Sex Food & God p. 53
"In one sense, God is a "tasteless friend." Seemingly He is endlessly tolerant about those who come to Him for help and endlessly patient in waiting for those others to recognize the need of His help. But He has a solid foundation to do just that. His Son died for each person so as to deal with the issue of wrongdoing; the Spirit of God washed every one who has come to Christ; God the Father has set apart for Himself all who trusted His Son as children under His constant care, and finally each and every child of God has been justified with God's righteousness which means they are infinitely accepted and never rejected." -David Eckman, Sex Food & God p. 53
Sunday, January 18, 2009
happy things in life
I love seeing my old roommates! I guess you have no choice but to grow really close to the people you live with. But seriously, my heart could barely contain the joy I had yesterday when I saw my Japan roommate!
Similarly, my heart was pounding as I just read a note from a friend in Japan. She accepted Jesus into her heart about 10 months ago. She was saying that her first choir practice (which is where she heard the gospel numerous times) was January 14th, 2008. Mika was ecstatic, because they also had rehearsal on January 14th, 2009. Oh how the angels must rejoice and sing with Mika!
Sunday, January 11, 2009
Home sweet home
I love the feeling when you've been gone for a long time. That's when it feels sooooo good to get home! The sight of the front door of the house I'm living in was just absolutely stunning to me today. Wherever I call home, it's just a beautiful and comforting place. What will heaven be like??
Sunday, December 14, 2008
fear
I am typically the person with the least threshold for fear. I get startled soooo easily and when it comes to scary movies, a six-year-old can probably watch more of them than I can. BUT, my little brothers have some amusing fears...
First of all, there's my 17-year old brother. He's an accomplished varsity football player and very huge and strong. However, he is the first person to leap onto the couch if you mention a mouse in the house and is more scared of spiders than anyone I've ever met (even you Shyla!)
Then, there's my 11-year old brother. He's overcome living in an orphanage outside of Moscow, and we've been impressed with his ability to tolerate pain ever since he moved to America. Somewhat of a clumsy kid, actually, an entirely reckless kid, I don't recall a time when he cried or complained after wiping out or falling down the stairs. However, if you bring him to the doctor or dentist, he is deathly afraid! In the face of shots and drills, he has no chance to maintain any ounce of composure. Certainly shots are unpleasant, but we can't figure out how he can put up with extreme pain in other circumstances while screaming, wailing, kicking and creating a scene at the sight of a nurse. And then, his second fear is even more entertaining to me. He fears car trouble. I really think the scariest idea you could place in his mind would be suggesting the possibility of running out of gas. Without fail, he checks the gas gauge when you start the car and recommends going to the gas station if the tank is less than 1/4 full. Tonight he was terrified. I need to change my oil, so the oil light came on when I started the car. For some reason, I had a little trouble starting my car also...my brother's worst nightmare! For the first five minutes we were driving, he was asking if my battery was going to run out and how he could check it. Then, I suddenly gasped a couple times on the way home when I realized I had forgotten things. He was so mad at me because he thought I was gasping at something related to the car and said he was shaking because he was so scared! I felt pretty bad for him at that point, but I can't help finding it really kind of funny!
First of all, there's my 17-year old brother. He's an accomplished varsity football player and very huge and strong. However, he is the first person to leap onto the couch if you mention a mouse in the house and is more scared of spiders than anyone I've ever met (even you Shyla!)
Then, there's my 11-year old brother. He's overcome living in an orphanage outside of Moscow, and we've been impressed with his ability to tolerate pain ever since he moved to America. Somewhat of a clumsy kid, actually, an entirely reckless kid, I don't recall a time when he cried or complained after wiping out or falling down the stairs. However, if you bring him to the doctor or dentist, he is deathly afraid! In the face of shots and drills, he has no chance to maintain any ounce of composure. Certainly shots are unpleasant, but we can't figure out how he can put up with extreme pain in other circumstances while screaming, wailing, kicking and creating a scene at the sight of a nurse. And then, his second fear is even more entertaining to me. He fears car trouble. I really think the scariest idea you could place in his mind would be suggesting the possibility of running out of gas. Without fail, he checks the gas gauge when you start the car and recommends going to the gas station if the tank is less than 1/4 full. Tonight he was terrified. I need to change my oil, so the oil light came on when I started the car. For some reason, I had a little trouble starting my car also...my brother's worst nightmare! For the first five minutes we were driving, he was asking if my battery was going to run out and how he could check it. Then, I suddenly gasped a couple times on the way home when I realized I had forgotten things. He was so mad at me because he thought I was gasping at something related to the car and said he was shaking because he was so scared! I felt pretty bad for him at that point, but I can't help finding it really kind of funny!
Monday, November 24, 2008
That Thing You Do
Today I had lunch with my fellow staff and student leaders. We ate at the diner in Orange where part of That Thing You Do was filmed! I was so excited! I love Liv Tyler! She was in the same diner as me! One of the seniors, Merrilee, is in the pictures with me and indulged me in my childish thrill!
Friday, November 7, 2008
The Tina Song
My sister wrote this song!!!
Now this is a story all about how her life got flipped upside down.
I'd like to take a minute, just sit right there.
I'll tell you how she became the princess of a town called Japan.
In Southern California, born and raised. In the books now is where she spent most of her days.
Chillin out, maxin, and actin all cool and all readin some books inside of the school.
When a couple of kids who were up to some good started spreadin news about Jesus now.
She got in one little group and they went on one little trip and she decided to go.
She whistled for a plane and when it got near the plane said Southwest.
If anything I could say that this plane was rare.
I thought man forget it, yo home to Japan!
She pulled up to a place about 7 or 8 and she yelled to the pilot,
Yo homes smell ya later!
She looked at her kingdom, she was finally there, as the Fresh Princess of Japan!
Now this is a story all about how her life got flipped upside down.
I'd like to take a minute, just sit right there.
I'll tell you how she became the princess of a town called Japan.
In Southern California, born and raised. In the books now is where she spent most of her days.
Chillin out, maxin, and actin all cool and all readin some books inside of the school.
When a couple of kids who were up to some good started spreadin news about Jesus now.
She got in one little group and they went on one little trip and she decided to go.
She whistled for a plane and when it got near the plane said Southwest.
If anything I could say that this plane was rare.
I thought man forget it, yo home to Japan!
She pulled up to a place about 7 or 8 and she yelled to the pilot,
Yo homes smell ya later!
She looked at her kingdom, she was finally there, as the Fresh Princess of Japan!
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