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April 28, 2008

some day my freak will come

Filed under: yadda-yaddas

so, several weeks ago i posted about my encounter with two “classy” fellows — nitwit & numbskull (a.k.a. the killers of chivalry). today i was “fortunate” enough to run into them again at starbucks. i was already having a crazy morning, what with all the crazy & stupid drivers out there (seriously! do people have to pass a driver’s test anymore to get their license??? i’m beginning to wonder!).

i went inside to get my coffee, and lo & behold, there they were. of course, in keeping with their previous conduct, there was inappropriate leering (when is leering ever appropriate, really?). and, once again, they attempted to tie up the coffee condiment counter.

i was not in the mood. i strode right over and helped myself to some creamer, and then i got out of there as fast as my feet would carry me. on my way out, however, i heard one of them mumble to the other about me. i believe i detected such suave and urbane words as “hottie” & “get a load.”

so, this is what it has come to. apparently, i am only attractive to the lecherous class of men or those who are severely socially handicapped that are intent on stalking me.

yea for me.

March 31, 2008

oh, baby

Filed under: tid-bits

i’m glad to say that i am an aunt for the fourth time. little jonas mark conley was born at eight o’clock this morning at 8 lbs. and 2 oz.

jonas mark conley

March 20, 2008

words of wisdom

Filed under: quotables

“fear is that thing that keeps you up there on that other plateau. fear is that thing that just keeps you closed down, and quite frankly, alone. ” - a.s.

“a good balance of winning and losing is important. if you just win all the time, you won’t get anything out of it; having some tough losses can be really important.” - a.s.

“when you have a tough loss, go through it and agonize. i had one loss that i still want to change, but at the same time i realize it is an important part of who i am.” - a.s.

“you feel as if everyone should write a book before they die, but their book is already written. the pages live within those they’ve touched.” - w.s.

“when something tragic happens, it’s a rude awakening that life doesn’t go exactly the way we plan. you grow up faster and realize part of life’s beauty is that it isn’t all planned, that there are many unknowns. nothing’s guaranteed, but you have to live. you can’t just walk through life, you have to actually embrace it and go after it. ” - a.s.

March 12, 2008

venting & losing

Filed under: quotables

by suzanne hadley

i’ve always been a glass-half-full kind of girl. my friends will tell you i’m quick to look for the bright side of most situations. i’m not a complainer. at least that’s what i like to think.
a couple weeks ago, i found myself in a depressing cycle. it started with my dissatisfaction with a certain relationship. the person was failing to meet my expectations, which disappointed me. that disappointment led to anger, which led to grumpiness.

feeling the need to “process,” i vented my frustration to my exercise buddy. although she tried to console me, my venting caused my self-righteousness to rise and made me even grumpier.
over the next few days, I stewed over the situation and “vented” to several other people. as i griped about my unfair situation, i found myself not only being frustrated with the initial relationship but being critical of others as well. soon it seemed as if everyone was letting me down.

my dissatisfaction grew until i reached a breaking point. tearfully, i took it out on a friend who happened to call at the wrong moment. when i hung up the phone, iI realized something had gone terribly wrong. instead of helping my situation, venting had blown it out of proportion.

desert grumbling
when i think of complainers, i think of the israelites. they elevated griping to new heights. while they were under unbearable oppression as slaves in egypt, they complained that God had forgotten them. understandable. i think i would have felt justified in voicing my concerns, too. but when God miraculously freed them from slavery and led them out of egypt, the people continued to gripe every chance they got.

as a smug college student, i remember reading about the israelites and thinking, what a bunch of whiners! i mean, they see God do incredible miracles, but the moment things aren’t going exactly right, they start crying like a rich kid whose lost xbox privileges.

the israelites seem constantly dissatisfied with their present circumstances. when you take a look at why the people were protesting, however, their concerns were fairly serious: food, water, protection, safety, their lives.

my complaints, on the other hand, are trivial: perceived mistreatment by another person. less than ideal circumstances in my personal life. not getting things i believe i deserve. ok, so i may not be wandering in the desert, but these things can still seem unfair.

the dark side
the term “venting” sounds deceptively therapeutic. the truth is, venting involves voicing frustrations that are often damaging to a person or a cause. by giving ourselves permission to “vent,” we allow words to pour out unchecked, taking little time to consider whether they’re gossip, slander or just good, old-fashioned complaint.

i can think of times when I have listened to a friend “vent” only to walk away with a diminished view of a person or ministry. the enemy seems to use such unrestrained moments to stall and discredit God’s work, and even mire a believer in sin. proverbs 10:19 says, “when words are many, sin is not absent, but he who holds his tongue is wise.”

i am very aware of personal venting sessions in which sin played a starring role. and while griping rarely solves anything (although it may deliver a fleeting sense of satisfaction), there is more at stake than wasted breath.

as a kid i sang a jaunty song to the words of philippians 2:14: “do everything without complaining or arguing.” at the time i thought it was a verse parents used to brainwash their children into doing chores willingly. but the next verse reveals a deeper significance: “so that you may become blameless and pure, children of God without fault in a crooked and depraved generation, in which you shine like stars in the universe.”

let that sink in. It’s a provocative statement. a lack of grumbling and argument is the trademark of a blameless and pure life. not only that, but it sets believers apart from those who don’t know Christ — in a way so brilliant it’s like stars on a dark night.

our world is marked by complaint. complaint against our government. complaint against the educational system. complaint against those who bring us food, bag our groceries, let their cell phones go off during movies. our freedom of speech is the freedom to complain. and we take that freedom very seriously.

a person who doesn’t criticize something is a novelty. he makes you wonder why he’s satisfied. as believers, we have a compelling reason to not complain. we have been shown undeserved grace and given unfathomable riches through Jesus Christ. in light of this, complaining about anything seems — well, silly.

i say i trust an all-powerful, good, loving God, but when that trust is put to the test through less-than-ideal circumstances, i often fail. Instead of acknowledging that God controls the details of my life, I moan and groan about how unacceptable they are. a life where grumbling is absent, however, speaks volumes about a person’s trust in God.

the antidote
like any vice, venting must be replaced by something else — contentment. after challenging the philippians to do everything without complaining, paul says: “i have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want. I can do everything through him who gives me strength” (philippians 4:12-13). when i become frustrated with my circumstances, i need to ask the Lord to resolve the situation.
walking in contentment also requires living with an attitude of gratitude. when i think about everything the Lord has done for me, many of my problems seem insignificant. when i begin to thank God for His kindnesses toward me, i find it difficult — even impossible — to criticize.
when i hung up the phone in tears that day, i spent some time talking things through with God. as i focused my thoughts on Him, my perspective began to change. i started to see how petty my grievances were.

another powerful weapon in the fight against a critical spirit is love. 1 peter 4:8 says, “above all, love each other deeply, because love covers over a multitude of sins.” it’s amazing how iI can overlook the faults of someone i truly love. when i adopt a loving attitude toward fellow believers, it frees me to forgive offenses — which Christ has done for me.

that conversation with my exercise buddy would have gone differently, had love been at the forefront of my motives. instead of grumbling about what this person was doing to me, i would have been examining how my selfish attitude was contributing to the problem. venting allowed me to indulge in a victim mentality that ultimately made things worse.

along with contentment and love, children of God are called to humility. the motivation behind most of my faultfinding is selfishness. philippians reveals a secret to the complaint-free life: “do nothing out of selfish ambition or vain conceit, but in humility consider others better than yourselves.” (philippians 2:3).

i don’t know about you, but when i’m venting i am on a crusade — for number one. i’m the one who’s in the right. i’m the one who’s a victim. i’m the one who deserves better.

in contrast, Christ showed ultimate humility by going to the cross for those who mocked and abused Him. talk about having a reason to complain! and yet, even while suffering a humiliating death, Jesus never uttered a self-seeking word. instead he asked His Father to forgive His murderers. that attitude, unexplainable by human standards, captured people’s attention and changed lives. imagine the difference i could make if i embraced the same attitude.

im learning that as a fallen human being, my tendency is to complain. but my goal is to have the attitude of Christ, rich in contentment, love and humility. that will require keeping the vent closed. after all, Jesus has given so much for me. i really can’t complain.

February 18, 2008

chivalry . . . may it rest in peace

Filed under: generalities

chilvary is no longer a dying ideal . . . unfortunately, it has breathed its last . . . it’s 6 feet under . . . it has gone to a better place.

and who, you may ask, has delivered the final nail to the coffin? unfortunately (or fortunately . . . depending how you look at it), i don’t know their names, so henceforth and forevermore let us refer to them as “nitwit” & “numskull.” let the annals of history record that on this day, february 18, 2008, these two fellows smothered what burning embers remained of chilvary and common courtesy.

this morning i arrived at starbucks to get my morning cup of coffee. the drive through was backed up, so to save time i decided to go in and order. i received my coffee quite promptly, paid, and headed over to the small counter to add some cream to my cup, when nitwit & numbskull appeared and wedged themselves between the counter and me. this was slightly annoying, since i was in a hurry. i thought to myself, “perhaps they did not see me.” so, i stepped back to patiently await my turn. at which time, nitwit turned around and saw me. “surely,” i thought, “he will slide over to let me in.

nope. it was like his eyes said, “i see you, but i just don’t care.” then, numskull, not wanting to be outdone, did the same. then it was if time just stood still . . . like they decided, “hey, cutting in front of a lady isn’t enough. we need to do more , but what? wait, i know! let’s monopolize the counter. let’s pour cream and sugar into our coffee as slowly as possible while rudely staring at her in order to insure maximum impudence.

i tried to stay composed. i smiled politely. but, even the starbucks employees were beginning to look disgusted at what was transpiring. finally, i was able to slip in and help myself to a little half-and-half, at which point, the taller of the two (i.e. numskull) decides that after his preceding rudeness, the cherry on top would be to flirt with me by flashing me a smile so disgusting, that i felt like i needed to wash off in one of those hazmat showers. ugh.

whatever happened to good manners? whatever happened to being kind to others and deferring to them? why is it that it seems that my generation and those younger than i am are so uncouth and tactless. have phrases like “excuse me,” “i’m sorry,” “thank you,” and “please” gone out of style? and, what especially infuriates me is the total disregard and lack of respect shown to the elderly. i mean, come on! if it weren’t for them, (a.) we wouldn’t even be here or (b.) we would be speaking german. they are perhaps the greatest generation our country has ever known, and people cannot be “troubled” to even open a door for them!!! please!

i’m not asking for a white knight or someone to do everything for me so i don’t even have to lift a finger. but a little chilvary would be nice . . . even if it starts at a coffee counter.

February 5, 2008

holding fast to the faith

Filed under: quotables

how long will my prayers seem unanswered?
is there still faith in me to reach the end?
i’m feeling doubt, i’m losing faith,
but giving up would cost me everything.
so i’ll stand in the pain and silence
and i’ll speak to the dark night,

i believe in the sun even when it’s not shining.
i believe in love even when I don’t feel it,
and I believe in God even when He is silent.
i believe.

though i can’t see my story’s ending,
that doesn’t mean the dark night has no end.
it’s only here that i find faith
and learn to trust the One who writes my days.
so i’ll stand in the pain and silence,
and i’ll speak to the dark night,

i believe in the sun even when it’s not shining.
i believe in love even when i don’t feel it,
and i believe in God even when He is silent.
i believe.

no dark can consume Light
no death greater than this life
we are not forgotten
hope is found when we say

i believe in the sun even when it’s not shining.
i believe in love even when i don’t feel it,
and i believe in God even when He is silent.

i believe.

-b.g.

December 6, 2007

God is truly good

Filed under: reflections

today is my 27th birthday, and i must say that the primary emotion i feel on such a day is gratitude. often, it is so easy to look at your life and only see the disappointments or the things you haven’t done or the should-have-been’s. and while i must admit that those thoughts have entered my mind recently as this day approached . . . today, all i can feel is thankful. so, in that spirit, here are some things that i am thankful for:

my parents — every year i realize more and more how truly wonderful they are. they are wise. they are loving. they have sacrificed beyond measure for me, and i love them.

my family — we may not be perfect, but we’re family . . . and that’s what matters most.

alicia & andrea — a girl couldn’t ask for better friends. andrea has been with me since my early college days, and our friendship has flourished over the years. alicia and i were meant to be friends, and i love her. i love them both. they are my sisters. they are my family.

northland — no other place or people has so affected my life. it shaped me into the person i am today, and i cannot imagine my life without it. it is a truly special, unique ministry, and i will love it always.

my students — i love them so very much. even when they frustrate me sometimes . . . i still love them. they are why i do what i do. i want the best for them. i want them to be successful and reach their potential. most of all, i want them to love Christ above all else in this life. i hope and pray that i can be even a small part of leading them in that direction.

bbcs class of 2007 — God so graciously brought this class into my life last year, and He used them to teach me so much. they were and continue to be a huge blessing. i love them all.

a Godly heritage — so many people have spiritually impacted my life over the years, and i am so grateful for them. specifically, i praise the Lord for my grandparents. my grandfather passed away in 1994, and my grandmother joined him in heaven a little over a year ago. their legacy is that of loving the Lord with all their hearts, souls, and minds and passing that on to their children and grandchildren.

and last, but certainly not least . . .

my God and Savior — He has blessed me beyond all i could have ever hoped for or dreamed of. my life isn’t perfect, but He is , and i trust that in the days and years to come He will continue to provide for and bless me with His gracious lovingkindess and goodness. He really has been so good to me . . . through the highs and lows, He’s been there all the way . . . guiding each step. i don’t understand it, and i certainly don’t deserve it. but, i’m so very grateful for it.

when the sun starts to rise
and i open my eyes
You are good, so good

in the heat of the day,
with each stone that i lay
You are good, so good

with every breath i take in
i’ll tell you i’m grateful again
when the moon rises high before each kiss goodnight
You are good.

when the road starts to turn,
around each bend i’ve learned
You are good, so good

and when somebody’s hand
holds me up, helps me stand
You are so good

with every breath i take in
i’ll tell you i’m grateful again
cause it’s more than enough just to know i am loved
and You are good

when it’s dark and it’s cold,
and i can’t feel my soul
You are still good

when the world has gone gray,
and the rain’s here to stay
You are still good

with every breath i take in
i’ll tell you i’m grateful again
and the storm may swell, even then ‘it is well’
and You are good.

so, how can i thank you?
and what can I bring?
what can a poor man lay at the feet of a King?
so I’ll sing you a love song
it’s all that i have
to tell you i’m grateful for holding my life in Your hands.

“Thou wilt show me the path of life: in Thy presence is fulness of joy; in Thy right hand there are pleasures for evermore.” - Psalm 16:11

November 22, 2007

deny, deny, deny

Filed under: quotables

“nothing makes us so lonely as our secrets.” - p.t.

October 31, 2007

playing pretend

Filed under: reflections

it was my favorite thing to do as a child. pretend. i could be whoever i wanted, do whatever i wanted, and go wherever i wanted. no toy or gizmo could compare with the feeling of being the master of your own fantastical story.

well, i’m all grown up now, but somehow playing pretend still appeals to me. in quiet moments, i find my mind wandering off to places and people only i know. those characters and locations always welcome back, and each reverie is a little mini-escape from the daily duties and pressures of being an adult.

daydreams are great, and fantasy is wonderful. but there is always an emptiness upon return from those “neverlands”. it’s because i know that it isn’t real. i can wish with all my might, but it isn’t real. real life is tough. real life can be messy. real life doesn’t always work out the way you hoped and planned. but i can’t live in fantasy forever. time marches on and wishes and dreams don’t always come true. sometimes, you just have to suck it up and play the hand you’re dealt. be where you are.

but every now and then i like to steal away to my imagination and sit there awhile with my old friends — my dreams. i can’t stay long, but a short visit is better than none at all.

October 1, 2007

so true

Filed under: quotables

“. . . change is inevitable. . . nothing remains the same for long. we either adapt to change, or . . . we get left behind. change; we don’t like it, we fear it, but we can’t stop it from coming. and it hurts to grow, anybody who tells you it doesn’t is lying. but here’s the truth: the more things change, the more they stay the same. and sometimes, oh, sometimes change is good . . . sometimes, change is . . . everything.” - s.r.






















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