Wednesday, January 31, 2007 |
Testing, testing... is anyone out there? |
Actually, that's probably what you should all be saying to me. To be honest, I have too much to say, but not the words to say it. So much is going on. So much is changing, evolving in me that I don't really know what is happening any more. Sometimes I don't even know who I am.
I'm mainly putting random stuff that it wouldn't matter if my parents saw (because they do!) on MySpace (but you have to be a member for that - it's free). Or writing poems.
Briefly to update:
- The giving up swearing is not 100% successful - but it's not as bad as it was.
- Giving up obsessing over a certain young man IS as hard as I thought it would be.
- Learning the guitar is not compatible with a job that involves typing. Bryan Adams was right - playing it until my fingers bleed is not an impossibility!
- I'm leading a church service in March - when the Bishop will be there! Eek!
Well, I won't be quite as prolific as I was. Though it has been a busy month, so when things calm down a little maybe I'll be back with full Jo force!
In the meantime, I've pared down my reading list for blogs a little as I have been unable to keep up. I have a clippings list of over 200 (!) to sort through at some point for great quotes and insight. It's a bit like chasing my tail... I'll try to keep commenting as much as I can, but with everything going on in my head at the moment (somehow that last word became monet!) I sometimes can't even think. And work's getting busy too! How will I cope? |
posted by Calia77 @ 10:23 pm |
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Monday, January 22, 2007 |
A farmer in a flood |
A farmer is caught in a flood. The river is overflowing, with water surrounding the farmer's home up to his front porch. As he is standing there, a boat comes up, The man in the boat says "Jump in, I'll take you to safety." The farmer crosses his arms and says stubbornly, "Nope, I put my trust in God." The boat goes away. The water rises to the second floor. Another boat comes up, the man says to the farmer who is now in the second story window, "Jump in, I'll save you." The farmer again says, "Nope, I put my trust in God." The boat goes away. Now the water is up to the roof. As The farmer stands on the roof, a helicopter comes over, and drops a ladder. The pilot yells down to the farmer "I'll save you, climb the ladder." The farmer says "Nope, I put my trust in God." The helicopter goes away. The water continues to rise and sweeps the farmer off the roof. He drowns. The farmer goes to heaven. God sees him and says, "What are you doing here?" The farmer says, "I put my trust in you and you let me down." God says, "What do you mean, let you down? I sent you two boats and a helicopter!!!" I wonder sometimes if maybe I need to be doing more about meeting guys - I mean, it's not like God's going to suddenly drop a guy in my lap, gift-wrapped. Do I need to do more - or keep my hope in Him and wait. Or do I need to do something about it.
I have a confession to make (and I know I'll get shouted at by Barbara on this one), but I'm also considering the internet thing again.
But also part of me is too lazy. Dating and relationships seem just too hard, too much risk, too much potential pain. There's always the possibility that, actually, I'm just not that interested.
Now that's the most scary thing. |
posted by Calia77 @ 8:45 pm |
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Saturday, January 20, 2007 |
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Yearning for Perfect Love
When we act out of loneliness our actions easily become violent. The tragedy is that much violence comes from a demand for love. When loneliness drives our search for love, kissing easily leads to biting, caressing to hitting, looking tenderly to looking suspiciously, listening to overhearing, and surrender to rape. The human heart yearns for love: love without conditions, limitations, or restrictions. But no human being is capable of offering such love, and each time we demand it we set ourselves on the road to violence.
How then can we live nonviolent lives? We must start by realizing that our restless hearts, yearning for perfect love, can only find that love through communion with the One who created them. Henri Nouwen Society, Daily Meditation, January 19th 2007 |
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You Get Enough Sleep | Although sometimes it make not feel like it on Monday morning... You are getting enough sleep. Want to sleep better? Try wearing socks to bed and turning your clock to where you can't see it. |
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Friday, January 19, 2007 |
Dreaming of an escape |
Creating Space to Dance Together
When we feel lonely we keep looking for a person or persons who can take our loneliness away. Our lonely hearts cry out, "Please hold me, touch me, speak to me, pay attention to me." But soon we discover that the person we expect to take our loneliness away cannot give us what we ask for. Often that person feels oppressed by our demands and runs away, leaving us in despair. As long as we approach another person from our loneliness, no mature human relationship can develop. Clinging to one another in loneliness is suffocating and eventually becomes destructive. For love to be possible we need the courage to create space between us and to trust that this space allows us to dance together. Henri Nouwen Society Daily Meditation for January 19, 2007 I had a dream this week.
I had been kidnapped and was locked in a room. Despite being held against my will, the room was fairly cosy and comfortable. However, I was naked - vulnerable.
Outside, through the window, I could see these guys who were my potential rescuers (S was one of them). I could call out to them, but I'm not sure if I did. I don't know if they knew I was in their, as they weren't coming to my rescue. Either they didn't want to rescue me, or couldn't work out how to.
In the end I had to set myself free. Which was actually quite easy, as I'd been shown the way out and nobody was actually guarding me.
I don't know whether you've ever had prophetic dreams or dreams that you know are God speaking to you. I can't remember the last time - if ever - that has happened to me. But I see in the dream so much truth about my situation that this can only be from God.
I referenced the passage above because I think that this ties in very well with it. All of this is linked in with my pain, my loneliness, my desperation to be with someone. But as was said: I can't form a meaningful relationship if it's purely out of desperation. Perhaps I'm allowing myself to wallow too much in my 'misery'; almost enjoying it! And if I'm enjoying it too much, then man is going to want to 'rescue' me from that. Besides which, I know the way out, and the only reason I am still in my 'prison' is not because I'm held there against my will, but because in some way or other I am choosing to stay there.
That is what my resolution to stop chasing after a husband is all about - letting go of that need, that desperation.
Which is hard. Because, what comedian Daniel Kitson said resonates with me: he just wants the mundanity, the familiarity of a relationship where you can say to someone, "stand here and stir this whilst I go to the toilet". That's what I long for - though some passion would also be good! And that's why when all is getting on top of me, life feels too much. God is meant to be my everything, the One I cling to, draw strength from, run to when it's all too much. But, and I try not to say this too irreverently, God isn't going to do the washing up or cook my supper when I'm shattered, rub my back when I have period pains, pop out and buy tissues when I have a nasty cold, change a fuse or a lightbulb, clamber into the cellar when the gas meter needs reading or warm my feet in bed. There are some needs/wants/desires that only a man can meet for me.
But if I'm only looking for that out of a desperate search, then I'm going to stay locked in my prison, banging on the window at all these guys who either can't or won't rescue me. Until I walk out of that place myself, I can't be with them. |
posted by Calia77 @ 7:42 pm |
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Wednesday, January 17, 2007 |
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Tuesday, January 16, 2007 |
Does size really matter? |
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Sunday, January 14, 2007 |
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Your Mind is PG-13 Rated | Your mind is definitely a little dirty. You're naughty, but not trashy. You don't shy away from a dirty joke, and you're clearly not a prude. |
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Wednesday, January 10, 2007 |
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Smug-Married Dinner Party
Cosmo You really ought to hurry up and get sprogged up, you know old girl. Time's running out. Tick tock. Bridget Yes.... is it one in four marriages that end in divorce now, or one in three? Mark One in three. Cosmo Seriously, though. Office is full of single girls over thirty - fine physical specimens, but just can't seem to hold down a chap. Woney (thin veneer of concern while stroking her pregnant stomach) Yes, why are there so many unmarried working women these days, Bridget? WHAT BRIDGET WANTS TO SAY: Bridget Because I don't want to end up like you, you boring Sloaney milch cow, and because if I had to cook old Chubby Chop's dinner, then get in the same bed as him just once, I'd tear off my own head and eat it. Cut to: Woney What do you think's the reason? WHAT BRIDGET ACTUALLY SAYS: Bridget Ahem - I don't know - I suppose it doesn't help that underneath our clothes, our entire bodies are covered in green scales. - People laugh Mark Yes, for my part, I wonder if it actually doesn't make sense to wait. Natasha Quite right. No use just coupling willy-nilly. It seems to me that a good marriage is like a well-planned merger. [She seems to glance a little towards Mark during this.] Both parties bring something to the table, both negotiate, both make little concessions—and what emerges is more than the sum of the parts... Mark Yes no - you’re right, Natasha - but I suppose what I mean is... (getting a bit near his emotions) We tend to think we're failures... unless we rush headlong into marriage. Perhaps if we, you know, waited - found out what we really wanted...there might not be two lives in ruins...so often. As we lawyers find. - This brings the conversation to a halt. This weekend I'm off to Devon for my Grandma's 80th birthday lunch. The thrills, the excitement, the scandal there will be... Oh hang on, that's other families.
Maybe I'm just down 'cos of my hormones, but I have this slightly depressed feeling about it. This time I'm most likely to be the only singleton there, now my brother has a girlfriend. Hopefully the focus, when not on Grandma, will be on P&F and when they're going to get married - the kind of conversation my aunt loves! Hopefully it won't be on me and why I'm not married yet.
Because - obviously - I'm covered in green scales! It's nothing to do with the fact that I there doesn't seem to be anyone who wants to ask me out, let alone ask me to marry him. I've not been having a major problem with finding guys who just want to sleep with me, but anything more meaningful it seems is not forthcoming. OK, I had a boyfriend last year, which is more than I'd had in 3 or 4 years, but that is no more.
So I pray that the conversation won't go in that direction.
Anyway... a good whinge and a good opportunity for a gratuitous picture of Colin Firth! |
posted by Calia77 @ 7:50 pm |
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Tuesday, January 09, 2007 |
Dodgy ticker |
Think my ticker's a bit out - it's actually 4 months, 1 week tomorrow to my birthday! Hmm. Can't seem to correct it, though. |
posted by Calia77 @ 9:20 pm |
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God's plans |
For I know the plans I have for you, declares the LORD, plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. Jeremiah 29:11
So how did the meeting go? I was dreading it. Thinking up all the possible things it could be. Almost hoping that they would make me redundant - not that they good. Last night I frantically searched job websites. I even came across one that on the surface looked possible. An administrative position within a policy research unit - not that dissimilar to what I'm doing now. However, a large proportion of the role involved organising and administering international and UK conferences. I've organised large meetings before, but they were internal training meetings - this, I felt, along with other things I couldn't do, would be too much for me to blag. And keep my sanity.
So it was with great surprise this morning to hear my manager announce to me that she wanted me to help another team in our division with the administrative bits and pieces for a large conference to be held end of June!
I guess that means that I'll be sticking around for at least another 6 months. God, if this is Your doing (which I know must be, and there must be a reason for this), then I'm going to need all You can give me in terms of patience, calmness, peace, tact, skill and sanity!
Thank goodness He's a Great Big God! |
posted by Calia77 @ 8:59 pm |
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A sinking kind of feeling |
"I will never leave you" "do not worry" "I am with you always" "Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own."
I have that sinking kind of feeling about today. My line manager announced yesterday that she wanted to bring our weekly meeting forward by 2 days. That usually means something bad. Or I could just be paranoid.
I managed to distract myself last night from fretting about it by going out to the pub with some friends. But now it's today and I can worry again.
But as far as I can tell I've not done anything wrong - though that doesn't normally stop her, or some others, from thinking that and acting on it. But whatever happens - God is in control, He has a plan and I have friends and family to support me through anything. Besides - they can't just sack me!
Well, into the fray I head. |
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Monday, January 08, 2007 |
Last night I went to a different church |
My housemate and I went to visit a different church last night. It's not that we're looking for another - though I did have this slight feeling of playing away from home when I got there! We don't have an evening service yet in our parish, and to be honest, I've been missing the opportunity to have a good session of worship music where I can really let go, have a dance if I want, when I don't have to sit down after every 1 or 2 songs.
So we went to this place near to where I work. I'd been there around 3 plus years ago for a prayer meeting and had vowed to go again. A guy at my church lives with people who go there and he himself goes quite frequently, and as I respect him in all things spiritual I thought it would be a good place to try. I could have gone back to my old church but didn't feel like it this week. Maybe another time.
I was a little wary, though, as I'd heard it was one of those 'beautiful people' places. And not being one of the beautiful people (in the sense that I mean that phrase - this is not a low self-confidence moment), I wasn't quite sure how much I'd feel comfortable there. But then again, church isn't always about feeling comfortable.
And you have to realise that I can be very cynical about places. I know not everywhere is perfect, but I still approach church with a healthy dose of cynicism. Mainly because I've been to a few places where people put them up on pedestals, create idols out of them, and I don't want to fall into that trap. So can tend towards the other direction.
We found it. Arrived in time. So that was a good start. Getting in was tricky - after we'd fought past all the 'welcomers' who were catching up with their mates they hadn't seen since before Christmas, we were finally welcomed. Though the 'great to see you' was tempered a little by the fact the guy wasn't actually looking at us, but looking past us. I think he might have been the pastor.
So we got in, found a seat. It was nice to see my church is not the only one that doesn't start on time! Then they started the music. They had a run of 5 or 6 songs, which was nice - I like it when you have a good session to get into God's presence, without having to sit down every 5 minutes! The guy leading the band - Yay! A band! - was capable enough, but (and I may be biased here) I've known - I do know - worship leaders who have more charisma in their little finger playing on their own, than this guy did. They did like their effects, so when it came to a time of spontaneous, singing in the Spirit worship (which did feel as though it was part of the plan and not entirely spontaneous), there was a lot of "Yes Lord, Lord, Lord" (echo feature on nicely). That's something I really don't like. It's veering dangerously towards the emotional hype that Christianity gets a bad press about sometimes. (See for example this series of items in The Times, a UK broadsheet: 'Mysterious Ways', 'Faith or fake?' and 'I felt the blood drain'.)
So far so good. They had a collection and very specifically announced that if you're a guest or visitor please don't feel you have to give. I commend them for that - I've been to many a money-grabbing church before, and that's a terrible pressure to feel you have to give when perhaps you can't and/or your own current giving is as much as you can do. God doesn't want you to give beyond your means.
The prayers really inspired me. The woman who led them based them around Jeremiah 2, and tied them around our repentance, turning away from false gods, praying for our country, leaders, etc. I liked the style and it's something I could use in the future.
Then an older guy - bearing in mind that the average age was probably around 25 and I felt a little aged there - got up to share some testimony. That was great: bringing God and His working in an individual's life, answered prayer, etc. to those who were there. Encourages us when we hear these things.
Then the talk started - can't call it a sermon because it wasn't. I didn't realise until I got into bed last night - I'd forgotten my Bible, there were no Bibles there, and this fact didn't matter. Why? Because there was no Bible reading during the service. I have to admit, once I realised this, it shocked me. How can you have church without the Word of God being read?
Anyway, the guy who spoke was inspiring. In an experiential way. In a 'this is my testimony of what God's done in my life' way. Which is all well and good, but should it be a main sermon? Shouldn't this be part of a service, with good, solid teaching as part of it? This guy used to be a New York nightclub owner. Until God got into his life, and he now runs a charity digging wells in Africa, bringing clean water to them. He got into that through a job as a photographer for the charity Mercyships, where he saw people suffering and dying from conditions that in the UK would be dealt with immediately (though with budget cuts at the moment, probably not until the next financial year): cataracts, cleft lip, facial tumours. He had the most harrowing photos - enough to make you sit there and wonder what you can do, and why something so simple ($20 to remove cataracts) is not being done.
They ended the service with prayer ministry - they got all the people who wanted prayer to the front, then prayed over them in a big group. Without the cover of music so we could all here. I don't know if they prayed individually for people - we didn't stay around to see. Another positive thing they did was to create spaces, silence during the service for us to speak to God, to listen to him. Which is often rare in church services, making that time.
We met a couple of guys there: one we'd met at a party a couple of months ago and went to the pub with, the other we met in the service during the 'Hi time', and who we grabbed a drink with in the cafe downstairs. It was interesting talking to both of them. One of the guys had only been going a few months, but had found it hard to meet people, join a home group. Talking with these guys it seems that this church is good at getting people in, but not so good at discipling them, with not a lot of solid teaching from the front. Which if they don't have Bible readings, doesn't surprise me.
I am, however, going to give them another go before I dismiss them. I need to find somewhere for myself in the evenings, a place where I can just go and receive, as we don't have an evening service starting until later this year. In my mission to draw closer to God I want more and more opportunities to do so, and as I am busying myself in my church I find that it becomes harder to do so.
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Saturday, January 06, 2007 |
2 new men in my life |
Meet Dave and Jeff. I met them at Ikea and had to take them home with me!
Dave, however, is a little wobbly and doesn't like it when I push him around too much.
Jeff gives great support, but is a bit hard, requiring a cushion.
Hopefully they're going to sort out my back problems, now I'm no longer going to be hunched over my bed using my computer. |
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Friday, January 05, 2007 |
Waiting patiently |
Living the Moment to the Fullest
Patience is a hard discipline. It is not just waiting until something happens over which we have no control: the arrival of the bus, the end of the rain, the return of a friend, the resolution of a conflict. Patience is not a waiting passivity until someone else does something. Patience asks us to live the moment to the fullest, to be completely present to the moment, to taste the here and now, to be where we are. When we are impatient we try to get away from where we are. We behave as if the real thing will happen tomorrow, later and somewhere else. Let's be patient and trust that the treasure we look for is hidden in the ground on which we stand. Henri Nouwen Society
Words I need to hear as I struggle with my resolution to give up the chase for S, stop hunting for a husband and leave it to God. I'm not very good with patience. Mainly because I see it as waiting, and waiting as part of that stillness I'm not very good at.
But God's patience is active. There's a book a friend once sent me: What's a girl to do?: while waiting for Mr Right. I can't just spend my life waiting. I need to get on with my life, my ministries, God's work. I need to be independent in myself - but dependent on God. Today we had a conversation about re-wiring a plug. I made one of the guys I sit near laugh when I said I had a tool box. Yes, I can re-wire a plug, change a fuse, a lightbulb, put up shelves (OK they don't stay up, but that's not the point), and am a dab hand with polyfilla. But this is independence because of necessity, not choice. If it was my choice - I would be married. But I'm not. So I have to get on with my life. Waiting actively. Not obsessing, though.
And of course, this doesn't mean that I have to avoid places where eligible men might be! That's just taking it too far!
So here's to waiting actively patiently! This is going to be a tough one! |
posted by Calia77 @ 8:27 pm |
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Silence |
I've realised why I struggle with private prayer and Bible study. I think of stillness, silence, 'nothingness' as time wasted.
I don't mind silence, but that stillness, doing nothing doesn't come naturally to me. Conversation needs to be two-way (although blogging and talking to myself regularly aren't really two-way, are they?), and God not aurally audible, which is why I find prayer hard. I'm not a brilliant listener, but I'm not completely incompetent at it either. But in prayer, I can't hear an answer.
I guess I need to be more patient. Slow down. Stop the busyness. Turn down the sound and listen for that still, small voice out there.
This is not going to be easy by any means.
Any suggestions, hints, tips, advice? See, that's why I like blogging - there's usually a response!
Happy weekend, everyone! |
posted by Calia77 @ 6:58 pm |
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Needy |
I've realised that I get to know people, then pull away from them again. Many times I become really close with someone, then find myself pulling back, putting distance between us. And I've wondered why it is that I do this.
It came to me last night, as I was wondering why I was pulling back from someone again. And I realise it's other's neediness. I can't seem to deal with it. I don't feel equipped to handle their unconscious demands, and pull back so that I don't have to be in the position where I am unable to respond to their requests for help, emotionally or spiritually.
Which is ironic considering the amount of need I have and place on others. Have you noticed that it's often the same failing or weakness that we have that we can't deal with in others?
I guess this is why I have such a problem with one of my housemates at the moment - he's in the process of splitting up with his wife and is very lonely, very needy. And his neediness really puts me off to the extent that I actually skulk around the house trying to avoid him! And that's not healthy and is causing me great stress. That and the fact that his kids are around 2 or 3 times a week and they are SO noisy. I didn't realised 9-year-olds still screeched and stamped around the house. I thought they grew out of that.
But if I can't deal with others when they project their needs onto me, God can. And I need to turn to God to help me deal with my reaction. And pray to God to meet their needs. |
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Thursday, January 04, 2007 |
Cricket |
Today I have been learning about cricket. OK, I should have been working, but when a colleague is prepared to sit there and draw you very simple - very amusing! - diagrams to explain bowling, batting and running, you just need to sit back and enjoy the show.
So I know know what a wicket is: it's the patch in the middle of the field where the batsmen stand at each end by the wickets (also known as stumps, because there are just too many wickets!)
A delivery is basically a bowl. The bowler bowls the ball - the delivery - and the batsman needs to hit it. If he hits it outside the boundary he scores a 6, if it bounces first a 4. If he thinks it's not going to go out, he needs to run (as does batsman number 2), and get back to his wicket - stump - before the ball gets back. If he runs, he can't score more than 4 (if the ball bounces within the boundary). If the ball hits the stumps, he's out. And the other team (the fielding team) have gained a wicket! See, I told you there were too many wickets.
Then of course you have overs and innings! An over consists of 6 deliveries (bowls), and an innings is effectively a teams 'turn' at batting. In a one-day match each team gets to bowl a maximum of 50 overs (that's 300 deliveries), and after each over they swap ends, so the other batsman gets a go. Unless of course there's been lots of running and it could be the same batsman!
There always have to be 2 batsmen at the wicket, and there are 10 wickets per team - 11 batsmen, though, because there has to be 2 at each wicket.
Next I get to learn about five-day test matches. And perhaps can learn about terms such as some more 'lingo', such as googling (which I did in order to find that term!), popping and what on earth the crease is!
And then, if I'm ever in a pub and a young, good-looking, Christian guy who's into cricket happens to sit at my table, I can impress him with my outstanding knowledge of the beautiful game. |
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Tuesday, January 02, 2007 |
Work to live |
I really am not happy in my job. And last night I dreamt that I'd quit, so was well disappointed when I woke and realised I had to go in!
I need to somehow hold my head up high whilst my boss is temperamental, keeps mis-representing me to people and taking all the good jobs from me! I can't see where I'm going most of the time because I'm too busy watching my back!
I'm starting to pray in the toilets when it all gets too much, when I go flat because I've just met a wall of blankness or not a very pleasant response.
My boss seems to be able to come in late and leave early without any problem. She rarely says good morning and says good night even less. It's a struggle sometimes to get out of bed and go there. The only thing that's stopping me sink into a depression and get myself signed off with stress (and I could easily do this as I'm seeing the mental health worker next week), is my pride. I can't let her or the company beat me down into that place. I won't let them.
So I trudge in. The only thing that keeps me going at the moment is the lovely Mr F in the corner next to me - funny, good-looking, friendly. It's going to be a shame when he leaves. ;-)
Need to start the hunt proper. |
posted by Calia77 @ 10:19 pm |
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Clear-headed |
Obviously marriage is a good goal to have. It is an institution created by God and commands regarding marriage are woven throughout Scripture. Scripture upholds marriage and experience reveals it is the norm for most people. But what can a woman do about a goal like marriage? Obviously we are dependent on our sovereign God to orchestrate the details of meeting a future husband. We must also wait for the mysteries of love and attraction to work in a man's heart so that he will propose - more evidence of the Holy Spirit at work. It can be tempting to be passive. But I don't think that passivity is a component of godly womanhood. This is what I will attempt to unfold in the coming days as we examine together what steps single women can take for marriage.
What will this look like? Well, I think we can find helpful counsel in the words of author Douglas Wilson: "[T]he time a person spends when he is single should be time spent in preparation for marriage. This is important even if he never gets married. This is because biblical preparation for marriage is nothing more than learning to follow Jesus Christ and to love one's neighbour. In other words, preparation for Christian marriage is basically the same as preparation for Christian living. Christians are to prepare for marriage by learning self-denial, subduing their pride, and putting their neighbour first."
Carolyn McCulley, 'Seeking Wisdom for a New Year', Solo Femininity It seems as though God's trying to get something through to me here - that my focus should be on Him and me, not in finding a husband. That only by focusing on Him, spending time with Him, will I transform into the person that He has made me to be, the person that will be ready for life as a wife... or life as a single person, secure in the fact that I am loved by Him.
I look at myself and see that I'm not ready yet. It's funny, after everything I went through last year with P, how much I thought that I was going to marry him, now I almost chuckle at that thought. Now I see how wrong it would have been. Now I'm out of it, clear-headed. And I guess the only way I'm ever going to really know if I've met the right man (if that time ever comes) is if I'm clear-headed even when falling in love. And that requires some serious God-work in me, as I'm easily carried away, caught up in the moment. In fact, that reminds me of a song (Barbara, you'll like this one!):
You've got to get yourself together You've got stuck in a moment And now you can't get out of it
Well, God can get you out of it. If you let Him. In fact, sometimes even if you don't let Him. Even when you ignore all the big hints and carry on regardless. Even when you get all stubborn and dig your heels in, God finds a way. And then gently puts you back together so you can live again.
So now, this year of transformation, this is the time to learn how to live my life without losing my head, to learn to see the signs, hear the words of warning. To learn how to truly love my neighbour, truly be a servant of others. It's going to be one heck of a ride! |
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Thoughts for the New Year |
A lecturer, when explaining stress management to an audience, raised a glass of water and asked, "How heavy is this glass of water?"
Answers called out ranged from 8oz. to 20oz.
The lecturer replied, "The absolute weight doesn't matter. It depends on how long you try to hold it. If I hold it for a minute, that's not a problem. If I hold it for an hour, I'll have an ache in my right arm. If I hold it for a day, you'll have to call an ambulance. In each case, it's the same weight, but the longer I hold it, the heavier it becomes."
He continued, "And that's the way it is with stress management. If we carry our burdens all the time, sooner or later, as the burden becomes increasingly heavy, we won't be able to carry on. As with the glass of water, you have to put it down for a while and rest before holding it again. When we're refreshed, we can carry on with the burden."
So, before you return home tonight, put the burden of work down. Don't carry it home. You can pick it up tomorrow.
Whatever burdens you're carrying now, let them down for a moment if you can. Relax; pick them up later after you've rested.
Life is short....Enjoy it!
And then he shared some ways of dealing with the burdens of life:
* Accept that some days you're the pigeon, and some days you're the statue.
* Always keep your words soft and sweet, just in case you have to eat them.
* Always read stuff that will make you look good if you die in the middle of it.
* We could learn a lot from crayons. Some are sharp, some are pretty and some are dull, some have weird names, and all are different colours, but they all have to live in the same box.
* Drive carefully. It's not only cars that can be recalled by their Maker.
* If you can't be kind, at least have the decency to be vague.
* If you lend someone £20 and never see that person again, it was probably worth it.
* Never buy a car you can't push.
* Never put both feet in your mouth at the same time, because then you won't have a leg to stand on.
* Nobody cares if you can't dance well. Just get up and dance.
* Since it's the early worm that gets eaten by the bird, sleep late.
* The second mouse gets the cheese.
* When every thing's coming your way, you're in the wrong lane.
* Birthdays are good for you. The more you have, the longer you live.
* You may be only one person in the world, but you may also be the world to one person.
* Some mistakes are too much fun to only make once.
* It may be that your sole purpose in life is simply to serve as a warning to others.
* A truly happy person is one who can enjoy the scenery on a detour.
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posted by Calia77 @ 8:39 pm |
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Your results: You are Han Solo
Han Solo |
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Lando Calrissian |
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Chewbacca |
| 64% |
Princess Leia |
| 63% |
Luke Skywalker |
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Padme |
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R2-D2 |
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An Ewok |
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Boba Fett |
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Anakin Skywalker |
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Even though you've been described as reckless, selfish and cocky, you're the type of person others love to be around. People like you because you're a scoundrel.
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(This list displays the top 10 results out of a possible 21 characters)
Click here to take the Star Wars Personality Quiz
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posted by Calia77 @ 7:04 pm |
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Monday, January 01, 2007 |
New Year meme |
1. What did you do in 2006 that you'd never done before? Went on mission, went outside Europe.
2. Did you keep your new year's resolutions, and will you make more for next year? I didn't make them last year 'cos I'm rubbish at making them. This year I've made 3.
3. Did anyone close to you give birth? Yes, a friend from University.
4. Did anyone close to you die? No
5. What countries did you visit? Slovakia and India, Wales!
6. What would you like to have in 2007 that you lacked in 2006? I'd say a husband, but one of my resolutions was to give up the hunt and leave it in God's hands.
7. What dates from 2006 will remain etched upon your memory, and why? 7th Jan - moved house. 8th Jan - was confirmed. 19th-25th November - went to India.
8. What was your biggest achievement of the year? Going to India.
9. What was your biggest failure? Going too far past my boundaries in my relationship.
10. Did you suffer illness or injury? The usual - coughs, colds. Had a nasty dose of sinusitis. Thankfully my RSI didn't flare up too badly. Of course the side-effects of malaria tablets and a week of curry!
11. What was the best thing you bought? My laptop.
12. Whose behaviour merited celebration? Mrs J - a fab new friend, supporter and general cheerer-upper!
13. Whose behaviour made you appalled and depressed? Mine!
14. Where did most of your money go? Hmm that's a sore subject. Mainly on bills.
15. What did you get really, really, really excited about? Having a boyfriend (not that it's lasted). Going to India (check out the recurring theme!)
16. What song will always remind you of 2006? 'Majesty' by Delirious?
17. Compared to this time last year, are you: a) happier or sadder? b) thinner or fatter? c) richer or poorer? a) Wouldn't say I'm happier or sadder, but more at peace with myself. b) Thinner. That'll be down to India. c) No richer or poorer in monetary terms.
18. What do you wish you'd done more of? Praying and trusting God
19. What do you wish you'd done less of? Being a grouch
20. How did you spend Christmas? Spent the day with friends from church, the next few days with my family in various parts of the UK - Cambridgeshire, Wales and Devon.
21. Did you fall in love in 2006? Thought I had. But not to be.
23. What was your favourite TV program? Doctor Who, Torchwood, CSI, NCIS
24. Do you hate anyone now that you didn't hate this time last year? No
25. What was the best book you read? Velvet Elvis by Rob Bell
26. What was your greatest musical discovery? Anechoic (OK biased, as my brother's band!)
27. What did you want and get? A boyfriend! Be careful what you wish/pray for!
28. What did you want and not get? A husband!
29. What was your favourite film this year? Not seen many this year. Would say that The Lake House (Keanu Reeves and Sandra Bullock) was a good one.
30. What did you do on your birthday and how old were you? 29. Cleaned the house then had friends round for dinner.
31. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying? Trusted God more.
32. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2006? Whatever I think suits me! Went gypsy-ish, smart, sexy, scruffy, and so on
32. What kept you sane? Music!
34. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most? Ooh! Gotta be David Tennant!
35. What political issue stirred you the most? Ethical living
36. Who did you miss? Didn't see enough of L&G
37. Who was the best new person you met? Mrs J!
38. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2006. Even if you stuff it right up, God's grace will pull you through it. And if you let Him, He will help you through it faster than you could get through it in your own strength. Oh, and if you really mean it, He can answer that prayer of not needing the toilet for 12 hours when you're faced with only a hole in the ground!
39. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year.
"Meant To Live", Switchfoot
Fumbling his confidence And wondering why the world has passed him by Hoping that he's bent for more than arguments And failed attempts to fly, fly
[Chorus] We were meant to live for so much more Have we lost ourselves? Somewhere we live inside Somewhere we live inside We were meant to live for so much more Have we lost ourselves? Somewhere we live inside
Dreaming about Providence And whether mice or men have second tries Maybe we've been livin with our eyes half open Maybe we're bent and broken, broken
[Chorus]
We want more than this world's got to offer We want more than this world's got to offer We want more than the wars of our fathers And everything inside screams for second life, yeah
We were meant to live for so much more Have we lost ourselves? We were meant to live for so much more Have we lost ourselves? We were meant to live for so much more Have we lost ourselves? We were meant to live We were meant to live
Thanks to Susan |
posted by Calia77 @ 11:27 pm |
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Who meets my needs? |
Stormie Omartian, in her book The Power of a Praying Woman says:
"Every woman has needs. But many of us are guilty of looking to other people to meet them - especially the men in our lives. Too often we expect them to meet the needs that only God can fill. And then we are disappointed when they can't. We expect too much from them when our expectations should be in God." She then goes on to quote from Kissed the Girls and Made Them Cry, by Lisa Bevere:
"[For centuries women have] wrestled and waged war with the sons of Adam in an attempt to get them to bless us and affirm our value. But this struggle has left us frustrated at best.... In the end, it is all a senseless and exhausting process in which both parties lose. It is not the fault of the sons of Adam; they canot give us the blessing we seek, and we have frightened them by giving them so much power over our souls. We must learn that the blessing we truly need come only from God." Stormie then says:
"We will never be happy until we make God the source of our fulfilment and the answer to our longings. He is the only one who should have power over our souls."
Heavy stuff. Already, only a few pages into this book, I feel convicted. I have for so long believed that I would make a wonderful wife. That my purpose is to be a wife - supporter, helpmate, cheerleader, and so on, for my future husband. I have put marriage and being a wife up on a pedestal. And knocked God off in the process.
My prayer is that I can replace God on that pedestal. That I can acknowledge to Him my desire to be a wife, to have a companion, a husband; acknowledge the fact that I think I would make a good wife. But to be able to put that desire aside and let Him fulfil me, give me purpose for me, not me as an accessory to another. I need to repent of my actions over the summer, of pressing on with a relationship with P because of my desire for him to be husband material (which I can see now why that would not be). To repent over my transferring this desire on to S in my hunt to find a man - any man! - who would have me. To turn away from that hunt and turn towards the God who puts desires and dreams in my heart. To become the woman that I need to be to either be a wife, or to be of service in my singleness to God for the rest of my earthly life.
So today I repent and turn away from my old way (and shall probably have to do this tomorrow, the day after and so on until it becomes a habit), and turn towards Him to meet the needs I have. |
posted by Calia77 @ 12:44 pm |
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Prayer life - or prayer for life |
I had this book for Christmas. I'd looked at it intermittently, wondering if I should buy it, but never got around to it. I'm grateful to R&T who got it for me.
It's my plan to work my way through this book as part of resolution number 1 - to have a closer, deeper relationship with God. And in doing that I am sure that resolutions 2 & 3 will become easier.
I may post on this as I work my way through it, sharing snippets and tidbits. |
posted by Calia77 @ 12:18 pm |
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We're actually all just onions |
Shrek: For your information, there's a lot more to ogres than people think. Donkey: Example? Shrek: Example? Okay, er... ogres... are... like onions. Donkey: [sniffs onion] They stink? Shrek: Yes...NO! Donkey: Or they make you cry. Shrek: No! Donkey: Oh, you leave them out in the sun and they turn brown and start sproutin' little white hairs. Shrek: NO! LAYERS! Onions have layers. OGRES have layers. Onions have layers... you get it. We both have layers. Donkey: Oh, you both have layers. [pause] You know, not everybody likes onions. [pause] CAKES! Everybody loves cakes! Cakes have layers! Shrek: [restraining temper] I don't care what everyone likes. Ogres. Are not. Like cakes! Donkey: You know what else everybody likes? Parfaits. Have you ever met a person, you say, "Let's get some parfait," they say, "Hell no, I don't like no parfait"? Parfaits are delicious. Shrek: NOOO!!! YOU DENSE, IRRITATING, MINIATURE BEAST OF BURDEN! OGRES ARE LIKE ONIONS! END OF STORY! BYE BYE! [whispers] See you later! [pause] Donkey: Parfaits may probably be the most delicious thing on the whole damn planet! Shrek: You know... I think I preferred you humming... Shrek He Is Your Life
So if you're serious about living this new resurrection life with Christ, act like it. Pursue the things over which Christ presides. Don't shuffle along, eyes to the ground, absorbed with the things right in front of you. Look up, and be alert to what is going on around Christ - that's where the action is. See things from his perspective.
Your old life is dead. Your new life, which is your real life - even though invisible to spectators - is with Christ in God. He is your life. When Christ (your real life, remember) shows up again on this earth, you'll show up, too - the real you, the glorious you. Meanwhile, be content with obscurity, like Christ.
And that means killing off everything connected with that way of death: sexual promiscuity, impurity, lust, doing whatever you feel like whenever you feel like it, and grabbing whatever attracts your fancy. That's a life shaped by things and feelings instead of by God. It's because of this kind of thing that God is about to explode in anger. It wasn't long ago that you were doing all that stuff and not knowing any better. But you know better now, so make sure it's all gone for good: bad temper, irritability, meanness, profanity, dirty talk.
Don't lie to one another. You're done with that old life. It's like a filthy set of ill-fitting clothes you've stripped off and put in the fire. Now you're dressed in a new wardrobe. Every item of your new way of life is custom-made by the Creator, with his label on it. All the old fashions are now obsolete. Words like Jewish and non-Jewish, religious and irreligious, insider and outsider, uncivilized and uncouth, slave and free, mean nothing. From now on everyone is defined by Christ, everyone is included in Christ.
So, chosen by God for this new life of love, dress in the wardrobe God picked out for you: compassion, kindness, humility, quiet strength, discipline. Be even-tempered, content with second place, quick to forgive an offence. Forgive as quickly and completely as the Master forgave you. And regardless of what else you put on, wear love. It's your basic, all-purpose garment. Never be without it.
Let the peace of Christ keep you in tune with each other, in step with each other. None of this going off and doing your own thing. And cultivate thankfulness. Let the Word of Christ - the Message - have the run of the house. Give it plenty of room in your lives. Instruct and direct one another using good common sense. And sing, sing your hearts out to God! Let every detail in your lives - words, actions, whatever - be done in the name of the Master, Jesus, thanking God the Father every step of the way. Colossians 3:1-17 (The Message) The sermon for New Year's Eve was about Shrek, resolutions and being like onions. Nothing like a bit of abstract preaching to grab your attention - and S is very good at this abstract preaching. Annoyingly he always has a point God wants to make to me! Thought I did well on Christmas Eve by missing his sermon by crying all the way through it, but couldn't do that again!
I offered to read the Colossians passage. Kind of felt I had to. And when I started reading (we have the Good News translation, but I liked The Message version above) I found a healthy sense of irony in that. "Put off all sexual immorality", it said as I read this standing behind the very person I'm trying to get out of my head! "Forgive one another", it informed me, as I struggle to let go of actual and perceived hurts from others, including S who has hurt me by not liking me in the way I want him to like me (irrational I know, but still it hurts). It was almost like God was talking directly to me. And needed me to read these words to really take them in.
And all this is before the sermon! So what was the point of Shrek? Was it just a case of informal service, let's show a funny clip from Shrek? Or was there something more to it? Let me try to summarise some of what S talked about.
Let's look at onions. Let's look at layers.
Onions have outer, middle and inner layers. If we look at ourselves as having the same kind of layers, the we can see ourselves as having: outer layer - our behaviour and actions; middle layers - our beliefs; inner layers - our heart, our mind; that which motivates us to act in a certain way.
If the core layers of an onion are rotten, it's not long before the outer layers become rotten, mouldy and stink. If our inner motivations are bad, then it's not long before our outer actions become bad.
So how then are we saved? We're not saved by our actions, but by faith in God and His grace extended to us.
So, does that mean if our faith saves us we can do what we want? (This is the question Paul was responding to in his letter.) Of course not! If our outer actions are a reflection of our inner life, then our outer actions should be matching our faith and belief.
And it works in reverse because our actions are not separate from us. When we wilfully sin, wilfully turn away from God then our hearts start to turn away from God. I know that the time when I was seeing P over the summer, when I knew that I was not in a right relationship with him, then my walk with God started to falter (and it's always been pretty patchy from my side). We cannot serve 2 masters. We cannot serve God AND our own desires (pretty ironic this be spoken by the man I am giving up as part of my resolution to not follow my own desires! I can still see the irony, the black humour in that - all is not lost!)
Part of turning towards God involves us turning our actions towards God as well - turning our whole selves to Him. We are to wear, to clothe ourselves in godly actions of compassion, humility, and so on. This is an active action, not a passive thing. We are to try each day to be these, to be more godly. But this requires discipline. A resolution is: 'A course of action determined or decided on.' They don't just happen because our nature is selfish, and God's actions are 'otherish', which is what we are to be, to put on.
So, how to we become more God-centred, more other-centred? We can't do it in our own strength. We need to pray - hard. We need to be disciplined (eek!). We need to do it in His strength. Which for me means owning up to God that I can't do it. Letting go of my need to control it and surrendering to His will. And not beating myself up when I fail - because at least I'm trying. So each morning I need to wake and pray that:
- God will give me the words to say instead of swearing;
- God will enable me to trust in Him and stop obsessing over whichever man has caught my fancy this day;
- God will call to me, draw me to Him so that I might become more deeply embraced by Him.
Happy New Year, everyone! |
posted by Calia77 @ 10:51 am |
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Beaten by the stick of your past |
Do you ever think that your past is never going to leave you alone? You may try to let go, move on, transform, but your past never quite seems to let you go.
Christmas - or any prolonged time spent with your family - is when your past comes back to haunt you. Things you don't even remember get dragged up time and time again. How can I move on when others cannot let me go? I truly believe that I'm letting go, moving on, and my past is haunting me less and less, is not holding me back from being the person I'm meant to be.
But every time I see my family, things get dragged up. I'm never going to stop my grandparents from this - they're getting on and Grandma is starting to lose her memory a little, so will never change.
You know, there's a fear I have of bringing a man into my life. Into my past... It terrifies me, this thought that I will never be able to move on, to let my past be just that - my past.
But...
There is surely a future hope for you, and your hope will not be cut off. Listen, my son, and be wise, and keep your heart on the right path. Proverbs 23:18-19 (NIV)
Consider what God has done: Who can straighten what he has made crooked? When times are good, be happy; but when times are bad, consider: God has made the one as well as the other. Therefore, a man cannot discover anything about his future. Ecclesiastes 7:13-14 (NIV)
"For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. Then you will call upon me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you. Jeremiah 29:11-12 (NIV) Update
Susan at Celadon Pool posted these verses, which are good for me to hear today:
This is what the Lord says,... "Forget the former things; do not dwell on the past. See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it? I am making a way in the desert and streams in the wasteland." Isaiah Chapter 43, verses 16, 18 and 19
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posted by Calia77 @ 12:30 am |
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Shatterproof |
I shatter, like glass. A single blow causing cascading cracks, to run through me, deepening, widening, becoming greater. But I don't split, crumble, fall apart completely. I'm shatterproof. A central core holds the shattered parts of me together. Keeps me whole in my brokenness. Held together in this way there is beauty in my frailty, in being shattered and cracked. There is a strength inside me, beneath me, above me, beside me, that stops me from crashing into millions of pieces, breaking apart completely. I'm shatterproof in Him. |
posted by Calia77 @ 12:02 am |
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First post of 2007 |
New Year's resolutions. I hate them! I've set so many that I've failed at by the end of January 2nd. It's like Lent - I struggle to give or take things up for those 40 days.
Bad habits are hard to break, and good habits are hard to start. Why is that? Why couldn't it just be that good habits are hard to break and bad habits hard to start. I think that's the enemy getting in there, twisting good things so that we become slaves to our bad habits.
However, I plan to make 3 serious resolutions for 2007. I'm sure I'll be sharing progress throughout the year.
Number 3: To stop swearing. I've cut down a lot, but not stopped completely. My main problem is the fact that when people tell me to stop swearing I have that perverse stubbornness that makes me do it even more! But I need to be more mature than that.
Number 2: To stop hunting for a husband. To take the focus of finding a specific man and focus on resolution Number 2: becoming the woman I am made to be. I talked about this a few weeks ago - about how I felt I need to prove to be faithful, committed, etc. before a certain guy could even think about being interested in me. I need to take the reason for becoming this away from him and onto Him. I need God to be the reason that I want to change, not a man. And through that transformation I hope to undergo then I will develop the character to either meet and marry a man of God, or to live my life as a singleton, living for God. If I have a godly character, either of those - through God's grace - will be possible.
Number 1: To develop my relationship with God, to go deeper with Him, to start on that road to transformation I want 2007 to be all about. I was given The Power of a Praying Woman by Stormie Omartian for Christmas. I think that this might be a good start.
Wonder how I'll be getting on in a month's time? |
posted by Calia77 @ 12:01 am |
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