Way Back in the Day

This CD...circa 1986 ish...is one of my absolute favorites. There are many reasons for this...which include hildhood memories of singing along with my mother and foster siblings, tired and true lyrics, the fact I can actually hit all the notes in this CD and a fantastic version of "El Shaddai...all endear this CD to me.

Sign Twirlers

You've seen them, right? The men/women who stand on the street corner twirling signs that advertise a sale for a near-by store. They are so entertaining to me! If I were still in college, I'd be a sign twirler.

As I drove by one yesterday I wondered what sign I'm holding and if I'm pointing anyone anywhere. Or is there someone out there who is pointing a sign at me saying "this is part of who you were created to be."

This morning I had a conversation with one of my boss' who told me "You're the proverbial 2nd grader who may not have gotten the best grades in class, but that isn't because you are not smart, its because you weren't being challenged enough." Finally someone was able to explain part of me I:

a) didn't recognize was true
b) wouldn't have been able to put into words

As with most sign twirlers, you have to figure out which direction the sign is actually pointing, so I will continue to digest this information and see which areas of my life I can apply this truth.

Quoteable

"I could more easily contain the Gulf of Mexico in a shot glass, than I can comprehend the wild, uncontainable love of God."
~Brennan Manning

Welcome 2008

I am very proud of myself. I wrote "08" on all of things I dated today. That's fairly impressive for me. I found myself writing 06 in September of 07, so I'll probably relapse sometime.

Christmas was good, I enjoyed being with my family. I saw some cousins I hadn't seen in eight years. It's sad that that happens. I got picked on, I got "beat", I got hugged and stepped on. I didn't realize until this year how much my cousins and I show each other love through violence. :) It is true, the harder Cousin Chris slugs me, the more he misses me. I played with my 3-year-old, first cousin-once removed. I cleaned mom's house, made salads, cut carrots (and myself). I saw my three best friends from high school and it felt like a day hadn't passed, let alone 11 years. I danced in the snow on top of a hill to ring in 2008 and talked with people I hadn't really seen since college.

In December I realized how much of a daydreamer I am...how much I dream.
hope.
wish.

I acknowledged that I have walked in hope rather than in faith and in 2008 will pray for the ability to understand the difference. I hope to ask more "heart" questions and not be so selfish with my own. I want to dance as often as possible. Dance when I'm laughing and when I am crying.
Dance for joy and to heal from the hurts.
Dance when know one is watching and when they are.

I hope to invest...inspire...instruct...better.
And in the midst of all of this, in some way, shape or form...give all the glory to the Author and Perfector of my faith...

....it's going to be...2008. Welcome to it.