Tuesday, January 5, 2010
Saturday, February 28, 2009
While I was in bathroom just finishing brushing my teeth I hear a knock in the door:
“Ryann, I have a s’prise for you!!!”
Me: “Uh, okay, hang on, James”
I delayed a moment. I opened the door to find James about five steps away. He turned around and grinned really big, “see, Honey, it’s right there.” And pointed to my ‘surprise’ which he had set right in front of the bathroom door: A cookie.
In fact, it was one of the cookies that someone had made for my birthday, so it was mine anyway.
(Big grin) “THANKS JAMES!!!”
“You’re welcome!” and then he walked away SO glad with himself that he had made someone’s day.
I’m FREEZING (not literally). But I’m enjoying a frozen smoothie despite my freezingness.
I have a feeling that March will be a fun and busy month. Feb was busy. We had our Aunt and Uncle over and I’m not even going to START with what they did for us. It’s overwhelming. They are so generous.
I’m off to study Biology. Love that subject ( I just saw a picture in my Biology workbook of a close up on a thumb pin and was so grossed out upon seeing all the little bacteria on it and I don’t know if I wanna finish my smoothie). I am amazed with my Creator each time I read my Biology. He really is incredible!
Thursday, February 26, 2009
We are planning on moving to AK. We’ve had an odd series of events that suddenly caused us to wonder if it is really God’s will that we move out of TN, away from dear friends, away from our little farm, and move to Alaska.
Yes, there are things in AK that I would look forward to. But never have I thought something would be so difficult as this.
We had a family who wants to buy our house come and look at it. This is when the gravity of the situation fell on me. LEAVE this place?
I know that the Lord won’t have me to do anything that is beyond my ability. I know I can make this move if it’s His will. But, I will struggle with having the proper attitude. And in my rebellious nature, I know that it wouldn’t be myself to smile the whole trip up to AK. I’ve been praying that He would help me to keep the attitude that would please Him. After all, if this is His will for me to go, it is HE that I live for! NOT myself! So I MUST keep that attitude (cheerfulness, thankfulness, contentedness, etc.). (Phil. 2:5, 2:14, 1 Thess. 5:18)
And as you probably know, I am very attached to this place. I am extremely attached to my Church and friends. So while I was fighting the natural desire to sulk, I was lead to Philippians 1 and was reading about how Paul was in chains, but longed to visit God’s people in Philippi, but he hadn’t a choice whether or not he could see them.
Made me think of what I baby I am. Here I am, thinking about how difficult it would be not to see my friends at least once a month anymore, and I come across Paul’s situation. At least I would have the freedom to visit them! AND I could contact them every day!
If we do move, may I go joyfully there knowing that it is His will and may I be pleased to know that His will in me is being fulfilled. May He use me for His glory. What a privilege that is!!!
For it is God who works in you to will and to act according to His good purpose.
For His Glory,
May the God of peace,…equip you with everything good for doing His will, and may He work in us what is pleasing to Him.
Monday, February 16, 2009
Coie and I recently went out to eat (Salsaritas, awesome Mexican food) with some friends that we met not too long ago. Somehow we got into a conversation about spicy foods and hot sauce. I mentioned that Coie’s taste buds must not work because she can eat the hottest things that MUST burn the whole way down and she doesn’t seem to even notice the hotness (she eats those Burning Buffalo Wings as if it has no hot flavor whatsoever—as if it were as unhot as bread).
After a while of discussing the different burning foods in the world, Bethany, who also can’t stand very hot things, said: “I just don’t think food should hurt.” I think she’s right.
While I was on the computer messing around, Emmiko brought me four muffins that she made.
As she slid the plate under my nose she said “Ryann, you are so skinny. I’m gonna help you gain a HUNDRED pounds.”
4 Muffins. 100 Pounds.
What did you put in those???
So, I enjoyed all four muffins. Then I went and got 2 more. I don’t think I gained 150 pounds. Before I had the muffo’s I weighed 131, now I’m 131.1/2. Um. “Emmi, your muffins didn’t really work, maybe you should make me a couple pans of dirt cake.”
Juss and Cha should be here in a couple hours. They’re taking forEVER. I’ll bet Charley took the pilot seat and got lost somewhere in the blue.
Jess and Cha are HERE!!! And they got me an AWESOME computer program, it’s so awesome!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THEY’RE awesome.
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
So, I’ve been working on not being grossed out so easily or thinking so hard about things that would end up grossing me out (such as…well, nevermind). I was talking to Dad (also a germaphobic) about germaphobia and he told me that he just learned to accept really gross things because he just came to so many points that he HAD to deal with whatever was so gross.
Anyways, I’m working on accepting gross things in life.
Okay, now I wanna share something that REALLY bothers me:
I can’t STAND it when people spell “would’ve” or “could’ve” like this: “Would of” or “Could of”.
It kills me. Don’t do it.
I think I’m a bit negative today. Wanna know another one of my pet-peeves? I hate it when someone uses a cordless phone and doesn’t put it back on the charging base.
On a bright side:
My sister just got home from work.
Guess what I just learned. My brother has a temperature of 103. I’d BETTER not get sick. I hate being sick. Hate it. I really really really hate being sick.
This post it totally negative. Time to sign off before I find more things to ruin your day.
Whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is praiseworthy—think about such things (Phil. 4:8). I think that if I were meditating on this rather than my pet-peeves, I’d be more contented.