resolution cannot come without action

Friday, April 05, 2002

here we are. day number two of a genuine alright day. crazy? i know, but i'm not complaining that's for sure. it's been a long time since i've been generally alright, meaning good with no particualr reason to be estatic....these are all the words i can think of, so i'm going to borrow jason upton's

ans this broken heart inside of me, broken in so many pieces, by so many circumstances
i say no to just letting it stay that way
cause i'm learning to trust that it's not you that hurt me.
i'm learning to believe thatit's not you that deserted me.
i'm believing that you still love me, brokenness and all.
I''m believing that you've got a plan for me.
i'm believing that you will restore me.
i believe that you will awaken my soul and let, let faith arise again, i believe...
i believe like a little child again
i'm gonna dance in my trust in you oh Lord
i'm gonna dance in my love for you oh Lord
i'm gonna LAUGH again
i'm gonna CRY again
I'm gonna have JOY, joy on the inside

And that's all i have to say about that. Praise God!

Thursday, April 04, 2002

This is something that will make you go "hmm." I have spent at least a few hours today talking things over with God and trying to get everything put on his side of the table. we are all aware that everything is better when God has contorl of it. as both of you well know today wasn't the greatest of days for me, which insighted more earnest discussion with the Lord when i got home. in the middle of a "God take all this crap out of my head and hopes and sorrows" moment my cell phone rings. yep, tomato paste is calling me in the middle of the night. i called him and told him venus was out, stars are what we shared before or relationship turned to poo, and so we call each other when there are a lot of stars out and such...so he calls asking why i sounded all apathetic on his voice mail. This is the message i left, as close to verbatim as i can remember "hey! venus is out toniht i can't tell you exactly what corner of sky it's in cause i'm in wheaton but it's out and it's really cool. you may be able to see it from where you are...i guess i don't really know if you still care about this stuff, but it's venus, and it's cool. have a good night." this message was delivered in the voice that i've basically been stuck in all day...one of those if i pretend to be numb then maybe i'll actually become numb voices, very mellow and melancholy...so he was either frustrated with me or worried about me. am i over analyzing? well, yeah i am. but just trying to figure out why he called right in the middle of me praying about God having control of my future. it's probably just a stupid timing thing cause really neither tomato paste nor i are in any sort of place where our ears are tuned into the Lord. So anyway, i told him i was just having a werid day, and after being asked went onto explain that i woke up and really just wanted to be numb today--that i was sick of trying to deal with the emotion--but that everything that happened dissallowed me from having a numb day...before converstaion got any deeper than that i changed the subject...we had our second "normal" conversation...this one was almost 11 whole minutes long (10:54) very impressive if you ask me.

that's all really. it helps me get all this junk out of my head so that i can sleep...any suggestions are always welcome. Kim, wanna trade? i'll give you whatever drama you want for two minutes of predictable.

I love you girls so much. i wouldn't be here without you. God bless you both

Wednesday, April 03, 2002

it's been a strange day, i was home for six consecutive hours which made 3:30 p.m. feel like 2 o'clock in the morning...i'm just not used ot being home so much. really, that's not what made today strange. all day i've had this huge desire to talk...i guess just generally in a shatty mood cause whenever i was given the opportunity to talk with anyone i didn't really have anything substantial to say. i've been in a strange, strange mood...i guess that's the best way i can explain it.

so much stuff went on in my life today, not really so much...i got an email from france, mike and i spoke on the phone without saying the word ass AT ALL....a whole seven minute conversation without one single cuss word in it. it's been months since that's happened....a lot longer than it should be. but i'm not getting into that right now. so, anyway...i guess those are my best two examples, despite the potential for making me excited, happy, emotionally swayed at all i kind of took them with an even keel...of course i kind of lost it when we got to penny's and i saw that mike was there....whatever THAT was about, i don't know. anyway, i thought that i wasn't supposed to be numb anymore, at the moment, i'm not. nope there is nothing about my pysche right now that represents numbness, but all day--not a single identifiable emotion until melinda said something about jared. i'm getting frustrated by my mental processes, and the lack of worth that this blog is containing. kim, i'm still going to try to come tomorrow i'll call you when i'm done babysitting. i love you both, God bless you so so so so much.

Monday, April 01, 2002

First thing's first. I bought new shoes today--and they are NOT birkenstocks!!! They are diesel, maroon, gym shoes. i'm well on my way to becoming an emo chick. the best part? my mom is paying for half, making otherwise unaffordable $80 shoes a worthwhile commodity at a mere $40 hit to my checking acocunt. i can make that babysitting this week.

Now, onto the more pervasive matters at hand. I called tomato paste tonight. i tried calling him last night, after i got off the phone with you, kim. but he was at a friend's house i i told him never mind. after giving me a hard time about the never mind he was like "ok i'm not gonna fight you on this one" like i wanted him to drag something out of me--which i didn't, this time. Anyway, i was going to call him and yell at him for being a huge jerk to me. but after a day of praying, thinking, and cooling off, i realized that i was as much of a jerk to him as he was to me...and it was probably worse of me, because i did it 100% on purpose. So i called him tonight and this is how the conversation began:
-hi were you sleeping?
-no
-are you lying?
-no
-ok, here's why i'm calling
-
-basically we are both huge asses to each other and i want to apologize for my part in that
-yeah, we are, and i know i shouldn't have said the stuff that i said to you this weekend, i'm really sorry too

and it went on from there for about 25 seconds and i promptly got off the phone before anything bad happened. stephanie, you should have heard me laugh when i read your reference to the "juice tin is an ass" song. I was planning on starting tonight's blog with that line: "he's just a boy who thinks he's a man" (kim-after the young man was a jerk to steph she wrote a song with the afore mentioned title and the whole chorus is 'you're just a boy who thinks he's a man' over and over. it's an awesome song). so, yeah. that's exactly the conclusion that i have come to. and i don't really know what being done with him means. i know that i am completely irrational right now making the whole desicion process completely worthless....moving on to other things

steph, i'm really sorry to hear about your mom being sauced all weekend. maybe it's her coping mechanism for this huge arguement with steve(?) i'm praying for her, Jesus will touch her heart some day. what a glorious day that will be!!!!

oh girls, you'll both have to see how cute i'm going to be looking tomorrow, i got htis new head bandy thingy and new shoes...once i find a shirt to wear with them i'll be all set = ) i hope the people at the library appreciate my cuteness, it's research writing day tomorrow....maybe jake'll be there, then at least some one i know will be able to see my immense cuteness.

i'm really going now. i love you both so very very much. God bless you

well, she's drunk again. my mom, that is. not like staggeringly drunk, but intoxicated enough to be pretty cloudy in judgement. and she in my stepdad are in some sort of fight that I arrived in the middle of. this is rare... they do not fight often, from what i know. i think it has something to do with his kids, but apparently i am not an accomplished eavesdropper because I cannot make out much of the conversation going on upstairs. it just bothers me that my mom has been at least a little buzzed practically the whole time I have been here in Des Moines. i hate that because it means we can't have real conversations and i just feel like she doesn't value my time. i spend 6 hours each way driving back and forth and we don't get to spend any time together. it's sad.

anyway, on to other stuff. one thing that I addressed yesterday before my blog got erased was kim's excerpt "anonymous prayer for grace." i agreed with everything but the initial "deliver me from the desire of being..." statements. those made me a bit uncomfortable. that something is a desire often implies that it is innate. Asking to be delivered from the desire of being loved, honored, praised, etc., is really saying that those desires are carnal and "bad." it is there that I disagree. CS Lewis wrote that nothing can be bad for bad's sake, that everything that we deem "bad" is really something good in lack or excess. all the desires expressed in the prayer for grace really come down to the basic desire to be valued, which i believe is something that God had in mind when he created us in His own image. if we were supposed to be without the desire to be valued, then we would have no reason as christians to love others and to put so much emphasis on meeting the world's needs. those desires are only wrong when they are comparitive (i.e., the desire to be loved more than someone else) or in excess. when we start asking God to remove those desires from us, I think we start getting a little too Buddhistic. Personal worth is important. God knows this and that is why He encourages us to encourage one another. anyway, i'll step off of my soapbox now. ;)

to helen. saying goodbye to tomato paste (or any other edible product, for that matter), is a tough decision to make. what exactly does it mean to you? does it mean thinking of no hope for the future? does it mean eliminating the possibility of a friendship? in any case, a skill that is worth mastering is that of taking captive of every thought. this is a tedious process, but the more it is practiced, the easier it gets. every time you have a thought of tomato paste, you replace it with a thought of something godly. or, as i sometimes do with Juice Tin, every time you have a thought of tomato paste you remind yourself that he is "just a boy who thinks he's a man" and that you want a MAN and not just a boy who thinks he is one. the former is always the better choice, but both options help keep your thoughts from drifting to where they should not go when you. really your mission is somewhat complete once you have convinced yourself or been convinced that you just don't want tomato paste anymore. learning how to move past that stage to the point of effective personal reconciliation is something that i can't offer suggestions on, as i don't think i've mastered it or really done it well. it just takes a long time of growth and maturation, i think. anyway, these are my thoughts for the night. I need to go to bed now though, as i have to get up in 7 hours to drive back to chicago. i love you both ladies...

Sunday, March 31, 2002

it's time to say goodbye. i've decided. the only tomato paste for me, is the kind that comes in little red cans from the store. any suggestions as to how i'm actually going to achieve this? every time i try to think of something i get sucked into thinking about other stuff. I know that really it's all up to God. Hopefully i'll get patience out of this. Please God! anyway, steph i hope you can join us again soon. love you both. sorry all i have to stupid girl stuff for the blogger lately. it'll get better, i promise.

suck. i just wrote a looong blog and then it got erased. perhaps i will try to recap later tonight... love you girls