To Choose.

Def: To select from a number of possibilities; pick by preference

God has been speaking to me through this word a lot this week. It's in the book of haggai, where it hit me first. Haggai 2:23
"On that day, declares the Lord of hosts, I will take you Zerubbabel my servent, the son of Shealtiel, declares the Lord, and make you a signet ring, for I have chosen you, declares the Lord of hosts."
I just thought it was so neat that God chose us. And He did.

I went to watch the movie, "Date Night" with a friend today and the last words of the movie made my heart melt in a way that only Jesus can do. He said to his wife, "I'd do it all again, I'd choose you. I choose you everyday."
And God just brought this to light for me. He chose me. Out of a number of possibilities, He chose ME. He picked me by preference.

To choose is such a strong action. I believe that people take it for granted. Everyday we choose things. We choose right and wrong. We choose our every action of every moment of the day. Our choices make us who we are. We choose people to love and to spend time with and to be friends with. And if God chooses to be with us, well, I choose Him back. And I think if God chooses someone, then that someone should choose Him back. Period.

2 things

Two completely random thoughts all tied into one blog! This is exciting!!

1) I was under the impression the veal was vennisen (dear meat however it's spelled). I'm so glad someone told me before a guest at work asked me what veal was. I like dear meat. I don't know if I like veal.

2) God chose me. Haggai told me so. Well I guess the Lord of hosts told Haggai and then Haggai told me. I heard it through the grapevine.

yeah not so much

Emily thinks she's beating me at blogging, therefore, i'm blogging another blog that bloggers all over the world will read. Or not so much. Maybe just emily.

Second Title:
Tattoos:

Sometimes I see tattoos and I think they are disgusting. Other times, I see them and I believe they are a beautiful piece of artwork. I had a friend that said, because he wasn't an artist, and he couldn't draw, that his body was his canvas. Although, he was talking about his clothing, I think it pertains to this category of tattoos also.

I've been obsessed with the idea of writing...
Words,
Quotes,
Whatever. Just letters. Or symbols.
One time I saw a girl who had a half sleeve of starry night on her arm and i thought it was beautiful, but i'm to chicken to pull that off... It's my favorite picture though.

Hephzibah : Isaiah 62:4 meaning, my delight is in her. I tossed the idea of getting that tattooed across my lower back, which would classify me as having a "tramp Stamp" but i thought it would be funny and ironic... but i'd never put it there...


"Whom have I in heaven but you?
And earth has nothing I desire besides you.
My flesh and my heart may fail,
but God is the strength of my heart
and my portion forever"
Psalm 73:25-27..............I'm not sure where that one might go.

Jesus.... just written across my wrist or someplace visible to the world.

I would like, The Valley of Dry Bones - Ezekial 37 1-15 just on me. Because it does something to me everytime i read it. Maybe i'd have it tattooed upsidedown so i could read it.. and no one else, unless they wanted to look funny bending up-side-down.

The list is probably longer. But I think God is beautiful. And his words would be Beautiful on me.

The Time Traveler's Wife

In order to escape the reality that i choose to ignore, I have been reading The Time Traveler's Wife. It's wonderful. It is much different (and better) than the movie and reading it makes me judge the people who decided what parts make it into the movie. And it makes me want to be that person who makes the decisions and i also wonder if these decision makers even read the book.
The book reminds me that in the end, no matter the challenges and heartbreaks and tears and laughter, you've lived a life (or years) madly in love. And I think in the end, that makes it worth it. I think clare and henry love each other in a real way. Like real life. The book doesn't hide their struggles. It doesn't hide their mistakes. They definitely are just madly in love with loving each other and would do anything to protect the other. And i like that. Because I think that's how it should be. That's not a fantasy life i've dreamed up. And i don't think it's too much to ask. Just because it's in a book, doesn't mean it doesn't exist in life.
The End.

Forever

There are some things that i never mentioned on this. Not because it was too personal, or because i didn't want people to know, but because they weren't forever. And some things really made me happy, and some things really helped me get through the day. But I refuse to be the girl who talks about the trivial things that are here today, but definitely gone tomorrow. No one needs to waste their time reading it. So, I don't talk about it.
I do talk about God, because He is forever.
I do talk about emily, because she is forever.
I think i've mentioned jon and by marriage, he is forever too.
I guess I haven't talked about my family much and that makes me question their foreverness... i'd like to just give them the benefit of the doubt and say they are forever.
Not much else is forever.
So, now you know, only forever makes it into this blog.

No messing around.

No clue

Sometimes I wonder what life will be like in one year. I guess when it comes down to it, I wonder what my life will be like financially. People say that "it's not about money" but it is. And i don't like that. As Christians, we are suppose to be in the world but not part of it.. or however you'd like to say it. It's not even like I want to buy a new bmw or something. Just simple things like i really need a new pair of shoes because the ones i wear to work are killing me slowly day after day and can I just go and buy a new pair or will i have to wait for a few months after i saved my money. And theirs nothing wrong with saving up for things, but what if i run out of milk and eggs.. maybe bread too all at once. Can I go that day and buy them all fresh? I can't today.
So i was in the dressing room trying on a pair of pants, which were not expensive and I thought about the idea of saving up a whole bunch of money and flying out to california to go shopping with emily like I said I would. It seems so far fetched right now, but I wonder if I'll ever be able to do it. Because I will... even if it takes me years to save... I will. The whole "finacial stress" thing is so dumb. And at this point i don't really feel that stressed, i guess i'm use to it. I just think it's really a pain. I don't believe we were meant to live like that. I would love it if I had a whole farm of chickens and I traded my eggs for emily's tomatoes and rob's deliciously fresh milk. Why can't it be like that anymore? Who created money? Dumb.

What will it be like when I have a real person job? Will that day ever come. It seems so far away, yet i know it's so close. And the best part (or sad whichever way you choose to look at it) is that i'm so excited to assist people and just get tips. Or just make a flat rate of a few hundred a week. Which is nothing compared to what other people make in the world. But then it is tons compared to what other people make. I'm just excited to get paid.

Absolam

I have yet to find a real meaning behind the name Absolam in the Bible. But it holds deep significance to me ever since Emily and I created a scene at a bar months back at a punk rock show.

I don't remember the exact extent of how things happened but basically a man came up and tried talking to us and basically just wanted us or maybe just emily and our response as typical was, "Do you know Jesus?" Because what a better question to ask if you wanted someone A) to leave you alone or B) talk to you about Jesus duh. Well in our case we did not get anything that we expected but instead went into a lengthy time of prayer and intense spiritual warfare.

The man was possessed in my mind. There is a difference between being possessed and being afflicted by unclean spirits. After the question, he showed us his cross necklace. Then He showed us the cross that he had branded into his chest. After that, there was no question in what we were dealing with. Emily started talking to him and I started praying for her and him. His anger raged and his muscles flexed to the point where people were looking at us. To the point that Ted wanted to come over and help us but i told him to go away. He wasn't going to hurt us, though he could have if we were stupid.

It was a heated conversation and very different. In the end he told us he was Absolam as emily repeated to him that Jesus Reigns. And any normal person would have called her crazy and walked away but for some reason as his muscles flexed and his anger raged he stuck around to hear that "Jesus Reigns" And rightly so, because He does and this guy needed to hear that. It was a good night. A good night for learning what it means to be spiritually drained. And that is what Emily was.

God does strange things. And exciting stories like this seem obsolete months after, but they aren't.

I love you.

Jesus loves you more.