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shakira is on drugs: [Nov. 8th, 2009|11:15 pm]



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11:11 [Oct. 11th, 2009|11:11 pm]
curt and julie became parents: baby moses levi schrock. logan drove over twenty hours to come home, so spoiled beyond measure.





life is so full, it's good, and good.

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instant photo [Aug. 31st, 2009|12:57 am]
boooooo
since when did they stop selling polaroid film at walmart and meijer?
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hip hop my life [Jul. 15th, 2009|10:51 pm]
dear diary,

i watch this every day... at least once, usually twice. if you don't want to listen to the beginning, the dancing starts at 1:26. i want to dance again, i want to dance again.



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research & death [Jul. 8th, 2009|11:40 pm]


Dear America,

My life revolves around libraries, research, and writing. However, every Friday I take a break from my book friends and take adventures hours away with the rest of my classmates. Last week I experienced Glastonbury and Wells where I witnessed King Arthur's grave, ran up the Glastonbury Tor, breathed in the freshest air, and searched throughout Wells for scenes from Hot Fuzz.

As for the fourth of July, I must say nothing feels better than celebrating an Independence Day on the soil that you separated yourself from. Everything in me wanted to run down Cornwall Street screaming, 'We won suckas! The evening was full of great food, 114 chocolate cupcakes (ate in less than 12 hours by thirty people), reading the Declaration of Independence, two games of mafia, and other good fun. The only thing missing was fireworks.

Over the past few days, I have been going crazy with these papers -- my favorite part of my day is cooking in the kitchen, sipping tea, and apparently today getting caught in the pouring rain. Today I spent inexcusable amount of time looking at blogs, being inspired, but looking forward to planning and hosting dinner parties and events when I return home. I mean it, there's nothing I love more than planning, cooking, and friends.

As for tonight, I'm going to finish watching Pride & Prejudice, think about Logan, and get eight hours of sleep to wake up tomorrow and write just one more paper for this week. I can do it, I can.

Goodnight, friends.

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lewis & reformation [Jun. 28th, 2009|03:49 pm]


Dear America:

Although I miss you, England is good to me. Being in another country doesn't quite feel different except those moments when you look the wrong way on the road and almost get hit by a bike or when you pronounce tomatoes in the grocery store and someone asks you if you're American afterwards.

It feels good here: I feel pretty independent. It's an empty slate which initially always feels good but I know in a weeks time I'll be longing for friends from home (not that I don't miss my family and Logan like crazy), but as for now it feels good to make new friends, have ridiculous conversations and go pub hopping. "We're the five best friends that anybody could have." I've been spending a lot of time with four other kids who make me laugh so hard it takes me back to high school being with Stephy, Brittany, and Emily in Mr. Daughtery's class. Gosh, it feels so good to laugh like that after this past year of school. Sophomore year was hard, different, and growing: general, I know.

Pubs here are so great -- there's the first "omg, this is so cute" but they're often hidden down an alley next to one of the original Oxford city walls with a ton of ivy and vines. Pubs here are replacement for Starbucks at home -- you go sit and talk for hours. It's good -- it's a part of community that I never really understood before I got here: it's cynical to assume alcohol automatically means party or drunken orgy mess. 

Seminars are good: I have one of the best tutors (professors) in the world. His name is Vincent, he has to be at least 75 and he is amazing. He  is always saying "You know... interesting... go on!... golly good!" in the best and most excited voice in the world. He's a professor that makes you want to learn more, never makes you feel stupid but pushes you to question everything in a good way, you know? 

It's so hard to sit down and write about everything going on here: it's so general to just say it's good, but that is what it is. I need to write more especially on my own, but I have a lot of reading to do so it's easy to get distracted and forget to write postcards (which is starting this week).

I am just really thankful. I hate attempting to use words that feel so small compared to the great feeling I have right now. I know we all feel that way at times, but man, nothing is better than thinking about the days, sipping tea, and eating scones to good music in a kitchen full of new friends which makes you only appreciate the old ones more and more. This is all to say I hope you find yourself in a community of friends and believers to celebrate the days with laughter and to hold each other in the moments that aren't as hopeful. Be thoughtful, give yourself time to reflect in between work and sleep. Peace and grace.
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wedding [May. 25th, 2009|10:11 am]
 
omg, 20 lb cream puff wedding dress.
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may term, pyschology, and the best friend [May. 2nd, 2009|09:46 pm]
oh, it's may term, again. it feels silly to know be done with the school year, but wait i still have may term, online psychology, and summer classes. it will be good though, it will it will.
logan is in peru (the country), and i have been so lucky to have friends to distract me. where to begin? first, yesterday janelle, ashley, hannah, and i decided to go on a bike ride to paynes because the weather said there was only a 30% chance of precipitation which was the lowest chance all week. well, it's a 10 mile ride, i think? the point is we took a tandem, ashley's bike, and my mountain bike. for every 10 rotations on my broken chain piece of crap bike ashley would pedal once. plus, the tandem was going at lightening speeds, then it started raining, and once we got to paynes we were hungry and cold. we didn't want to ride back in the rain so jordan graciously volunteered to bring over his jeep to take the bikes, how you it a 20 ft tandem in the back of a car but we did. eventually, eventually, we arrived back to IWU for warm showers.
but courtney drove from grand rapids to hang out with me this weekend. it's been so good and fun. gosh, she was only gone for 10 days and i missed her so so much. we've ate mexican, made waffle cones, and been adventurous. today we decided to go to broad ripple (with ashley too), for no reason, which is perfect. the weather was finally beautiful, the drive was just what i needed, and we didn't know what the heck we'd do when we got there. we went to yats, where i asked the man working to order for us and to do a variety of dishes to share. he said, you trust me? it was good, i have no idea the names of any of the three dishes, but it was good. afterwards, we walked around a bunch, tried on too many dresses. i bought a ridiculous suspender looking skirt thing at pitaya. then we decided we wanted bubble tea, because courtney had never had it. we drove to sizzling wok which did not have bubble tea or green tea lattes -- only had hot water. about an hour later we ended up at tawain tearoom where we shared pineapple, mango, and strawberry bubble tea. finally, we headed back to marion where i went to my friend's bridal shower. it was good, silly, and ridiculous -- she loved her present, i am happy, she happy. 
now i am tired, i am a good, exhausted, drank my bedtime tea ready to sleep for hours good. 
peace and grace.

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rowing on the lakes [Apr. 4th, 2009|11:47 am]
it's absolutely a beautiful saturday. i can hardly believe i have two weeks of school left + finals. there's nothing more i love than waking up late, biking to J&L for breakfast, running with my roommate (talking until i'm out of breath and then having to walk) and dancing to girltalk in our room afterwards. i'm going to miss her next year. let me say that again. i am definitely, completely going to miss her next year. i know we'll still get coffee, hang out, and be close friends, but it's different living with someone (which i think most of you know, already). it will be an adventure but i'll miss living in the same little home, sharing our clothes. i pray i pray we'll be back together our senior year.
i'm amazed what this time of year does to my spirit. to think to think, the summer is starting to fall into place, different things to look forward to, different blessings. i booked my plane for my study abroad program this summer. i can hardly believe i am really going, following through, and after a petition to three faculty i'm optimistic that i'll  financially be supported through the school.
it's kind of silly i'm writing right now: i have a paper, hair to dry, someone to meet, but i need to sit, relax, listen to some beats, and be thankful. this week has been papers, exams, quizzes, the whole mix. i spent more money this week than i have in my entire life: a plane ticket, a deposit for my program, and coldplay tickets. it's okay, emilie. live a little.
peace and grace.

p.s. the magnolia tree outside my door is blooming. the daffodils at home are blooming. my mom was so sweet and brought me some in vase and left them on my desk before i woke up.

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i went to the seaside [Mar. 11th, 2009|12:02 am]

dear diary,
i want to take more time to put into words how and what break meant to me, but as for now this is what i have to say: it was much needed, and in returning, i feel re-energized and more hopeful. this week is hard, but i know somehow i'll get through. i'm starting to feel more excited for spring and summer and other things now that i'm so far into the semester. i was stuck in a huge ditch before i left. it's amazing what getting eight hours of sleep every night can do for you.
as a result of california and the sun and warmth i experienced, i'm coming back wanting to wake up every morning and eat a warm bowl of oatmeal with cut up bananas and walnuts, so good. these are the types of things i look forward to when i think about living in my own apartment or home in the future where i decide all the food i buy and what furniture is there and such.
peace and grace.
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section [Feb. 10th, 2009|12:09 am]
today needs to be remembered.
i drove to clinicals expecting the same as last week: there would be mothers and newborns, and women waiting to deliver. when i arrived, almost all of the labor and delivery rooms were full, which meant every student nurse was assigned to these rooms rather than postpartum. i was excited, but not expecting too much. i mean, sometimes they deliver, sometimes they don't.
within the first twenty minutes of clinical, one of my friend's patient gave birth. she was able to pull the babies head out, which i mean, to be frank, i'm extremely jealous. my patient never went into delivery, but i did get to go to the OR to watch a c-section.
this is the first birth i've ever seen. i don't care if you think babies are ugly when they're first born, but i love everything about obstetrics from the newborns to the mothers to the dads. it was beautiful to see someone take their first breath. it's something i hope i never forget or take for granted. i love to-be-dads how relaxed they try to be for their wives and how they try to calm her in every way possible. when the baby finally comes, they turn soft, talking in a low voice, telling the baby over and over who they are. it's not just cute, but it's soothing. i like to think about how my dad was that way when my brothers and i were born or how he was strong for my mom when she was in pain. it's amazing to think of how moments like these are what truly create families.
i've been thinking good things about people lately, trying to give them more chances, more hope. in my counseling skills class, we're reading the big book (alcoholics anonymous), and there's a quote from last week's reading that i posted on my wall: "we missed the reality and the beauty of the forest because we were diverted by the ugliness of some of its trees." it's easy to be cynical, to think the worst, expect the worst, but i just don't think that's what i want. i'm not saying be blind to sin or trust everyone. i'm saying encourage and celebrate the good, perhaps, when we focus on that the bad will be overturned in the best way.
i hope you are safe and well. i hope that even in moments when you feel drained, overwhelmed or stressed that you can still celebrate. peace and grace.

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step two [Jan. 28th, 2009|12:45 am]
"came to believe that a power greater than ourselves could restore us to sanity."
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how to be an explorer [Dec. 17th, 2008|12:20 am]

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good professors [Dec. 10th, 2008|10:13 am]
”It is not my job to present my students with pre-digest answers, but it is my job to inspire wonder, to awaken imagination, them as together, we ask questions about meaning and good and evil, about God and life and death.”
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bummer [Nov. 20th, 2008|10:02 pm]
school blows, but chocolate chip chocolate muffins and green tea freezes help.
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Vocation of a Christian Scholar [Nov. 18th, 2008|11:44 pm]
"Lovdjieff didn't believe that anyone or anything in the universe was 'set in its ways.'"

"We must be willing to share the story of our limp with others by admitting in our teachings, in our relationships, in our service of others that we have not got a perfect and finished grasp of the truth but are eager to continue the struggle to clarify our partial vision. We may never find fully adequate answers, but the fight to find the answers is worth everything. For it is in the tangle of the mind that we become truly human and therefore also truly and authentically Christian. And the sign of that is that we approach the promised land limping."
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guilty tendencies [Nov. 16th, 2008|07:48 pm]

this picture is helping me stay sane: reminding me to just shake it off when things really start to bug me or get me down. i had a really good weekend, but it's hard when someone that is so close to you isn't having a good weekend and it makes you almost feel like you shouldn't have a good weekend then you don't know what to do because you feel like being around them makes it worse for them. it feels like that. i never realized how when things get awkward for me in a relationship i really tend to run and hide. i should be embarassed of that and i have a million of excuses why i do that. it's hard for me to say this, but i'm pretty sure most of my friends know what i'm talking about. i think it's because that's what i want when i get that way -- when things are hard, i just don't want anyone to try to fix them, and i just want to deal with myself so maybe that's why i try to give people space. the truth is it's different for everybody -- and i just don't know what this friend needs but i just don't know how to start the conversation. i mean, i asked if i can help, but she says no. i know that my no's mean no so that's why i just give space, but i don't like how i'm being treated, which only makes me feel guilty: because seriously, emilie, this isn't about you. but you want your friends to treat you well? otherwise, you only create this great space and don't know how to fix it a few weeks later.
good news: the weekend was really good. i saw logan and hannah for most of it, on-duty nights were easy, i went home for saturday afternoon to be with my family, and i'm pretty overwhelmed with homework but still have peace.
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physical assessment [Nov. 5th, 2008|11:44 am]
i've been going to life-calling, which has been challenging, interesting, fascinating, whatever. it's been good as much as confusing. i've been living unbalanced in the grey -- it's a good thing for me to remember the black and white too.
it is weird though. i am happier than i have ever been regardless the small things that fill up my hands that create stress, guilt, and worry. the spaces are warmer around my heart, and it's not so much as everything is perfect or great or marvelous or extraordinary. life is pretty ordinary and chaotic like usual -- but there's such a different peace about it.
for the past week, courtney and i talk at least an hour before we fall asleep. man, i hope i never forget those conversations. i've been re-learning to state things out loud without feeling like they have to be concrete or sound. it's okay for me to talk in circles or write in run-on sentences. i've been in such a constant of questioning, wondering, looking at next semester, next year. i just have to remind myself that i want the meaning and the experience daily not just in the broad scheme of things.
i liked being with friends this weekend. i mean, i loved it. i think that's one of those obvious hard things: the struggle to fight for friendships. i don't really see it as a fight anymore -- it's just messing up a lot, apologizing, reorganizing, refocusing, and enjoying those relationships. rather than letting go, i see the ways i can be there for friends, the ways i need to be there for friends but not in the sense of creating expectations that cause guilt -- but searching and hoping that i desire to be there.
life is push and pull, tugging us in infinite directions. i'm envisioning that life doesn't get easier but that's okay. it's just becoming more thought-out and full of heart. boy, oh boy, there are so many things going on in my head/soul/heart.
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come thou fount [Oct. 27th, 2008|12:32 am]
passages to something new, something wider and deeper:
i'm amazed of the grace that God gives me when I don't even seek it. i needed it more than ever throughout this past week -- it was long, tiring, overwhelming, but he showed his face whether i wanted to see it or not. i've always loved the word sustains, but only recently has it become real and personal to me.
sometimes you feel words you need to say to others throughout the week and you never say them so maybe this is where i could and should. this week i was reminded that God loves me but not any more or less than anyone else. it wasn't necessarily a new perspective but a healthy reminder when i meet people that i become jealous of or people who i rather just avoid. God loves equally, fully, heavily, wonderfully, and completely. there is enough to share because it's endless.

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but as for me, i trust in you. [Oct. 2nd, 2008|02:36 pm]

i won't lie that i can often become very cynical and begin to think it's pointless to post on here. not because of what my friends or not even in the sense that i don't want my friends to be involved or aware of events in my life, but more in the attitude and direction that i have nothing to offer. i'm in this constant struggle of wanting to share but also hiding in this tiny corner. i know i'm not the first to feel this and this is probably the third or fourth time i've reflected on emotions like these, but irregardless it is a struggle and a battle and a war for me.
i feel like there is so much swarming around me. i've felt heavy this week: physically, spiritually, emotionally. i can find peace that i believe i've been as an honest as i can when people ask me about my life or how i'm doing. that i can be honest that even if i'm not okay at this specific moment that i am okay. it's the funniest and strangest realization to be okay in tension. i know i am thoughtful right now, and that's when i truly live. it's interesting because i feel with all these in and outs of thoughts that i would be really serious but i just feel me: serious, thoughtful, celebrating, inspired.
today i got away from campus from people from constant movement. sitting outside being off campus being somewhere no one knows my name is good after weeks like these. i love fall. i honestly just feel different when the air is chillier. i relive running days, good and old emotions, it's just a comfort from the weather that i feel i'll never fully comprehend. it's days like this make me feel hopeful by just looking around in the celebration of living. it is a strange feeling to find more comfort in the air of the past three days than anything anyone has said to me this week. not that they were not helpful or that it isn't important, but that just the feel of something invisible can wrap around your soul and let you just be.
i'm probably not making sense by this point, but i just needed to write. what's decently funny to me is that i had the intentions of writing about a utopia of a job which was inspired by these daily cookie of the day recipe emails i receive from the martha stewart website (today's was different chocolate chip cookies). perhaps it is selfish, but if i could just make cookies and do counseling out of the privacy of a small house where i also could teach piano lessons, gather a knitting club, along with various other things that i would be celebrating life.
i guess within that desire is a struggle of whether or not that's worthy of the opportunities and abilities God has given me. i have these constant dichotomies that i need to live a balanced life of church, profession, family, and missions yet at the same time this tremendous pulling to sacrifice everything. i don't think it's one way or the other. that's almost what makes it worse -- i know in either I can be dwelling in the presence of God so how do i choose or am i the one to choose?
even though, my questions remain unanswered and will probably only be found in just daily living it doesn't make it any easier and i find myself impatient. but for today, i'll continue listening to rocky votolato and ron sexsmith and celebrating the beauty found in lyrics while attempting to write papers and reading textbooks and studying notes.
one more thing, ron sexsmith is like a male carol king for me.
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there's a reason [Sep. 29th, 2008|11:17 pm]
“.....every time there are losses there are choices to be made. You choose to live your losses as passages to anger, blame, hatred, depression and resentment, or you choose to let these losses be passages to something new, something wider, and deeper."
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photosmash [Sep. 2nd, 2008|11:30 pm]
as much as you probably don't care, i have the best looking niece and nephews:




and now a really new good looking married couple too:


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you and me [Aug. 17th, 2008|02:24 pm]
i am indescribably in love with the new mates of state cd especially jigsaw:
You write the good songs, baby.
I'll write until the end.
And you can stand (up) above us.
And we can still be friends.
It's like a jigsaw maybe.
You found the corner piece first.
We've never asked (you) for nothing.
You're always bearing gifts, aren't you?
You could see us through.
Your stage is calculated.
You're hugging stars backstage.
But I like the old songs better.
Their sting was made for you and me, for you and me.
You could see us through.
I'll see you through.
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(no subject) [May. 22nd, 2008|05:59 pm]
"happiness is
only real when
shared"
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i will sing a song to you [Apr. 18th, 2008|11:44 am]
last lecture exam soon.
monday, tuesday, wendesday are my finals.
thursday my portfolio is due.

how did this year go so fast?
when i look back, i'll connect this year to page france. in all honesty, i'm pretty sure if you wanted me to go through periods of my life i can only remember the progression of albums i listened to or went through. i should sit down and remember before i forget. i need to know when friends are going to be available this summer. i have plans/ideas for something i want to do for hometown friends, but i want everybody to be there. i have no idea what this summer has in store. i know i'm learning to be patient: waiting and trusting.

as you probably all know, i'm only documenting this for my own sake. i missed the earthquake, but i'm feeling the aftershock. the world is so crazy.
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(no subject) [Apr. 4th, 2008|03:51 pm]
Created to be interdependent on one another.
You need others,
and others need you.

Live in community.
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look for the good and you'll find it [Mar. 26th, 2008|09:01 am]
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Jadyn Lynn Percival
8 lbs. 3 oz. 21 in.
03/25/08 at 3:15 p.m.
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love until it hurts, and then love more [Mar. 10th, 2008|03:10 pm]
"And the incredible thing about that love
is that it now lives inside of us."
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spring break was everything and more in the smallest and biggest sense. "we need minds that are renewed and uncluttered so they are free to dream again." that's what i did, sat down with myself, by myself, alone with myself allowing myself to know who he is again. it's crazy how i felt like a hermit in my dorm room this winter. i would by lying if i said this winter was easy, but it's warm outside. everything feels lighter and better even down to the smoothness of my skin, but that's probably because i spent a week on a deserted island.
in every sense, i'm settling for more. originally, i thought today would be tough for numerous reasons specifically starting up classes again, but i'm look ahead. i'm living in marion this summer working as a summer RA and hoping to get on at the VA hospital along with hopefully helping with adventure learning (rock climbing, hiking, etc) here at school. i'm hoping to get involved with the rescue mission over here and the hope clinic or something. i need community and hopefully will be contacting old friends. simple living this summer.
and holy crap, music sounds better than ever. i don't know if it's simply because i didn't have it for 10 days, but i've been craving page france and mates of state like crazy. oh, and i forget to mention that the ben folds concert was more than i could ever imagined/expected. with that all said, here's some page france to go:
"You were my beliefs all rusting over
And I was the support within your spine...
 Then cut off both of our arms and reached for nothing
And rewound the frames that twisted in our minds...
 You will come home
 And I'll watch until he finds that (You will come home)
I'm your home (You will come home"
oh, and one more thing. i saw the stars like never before. there was no moon the entire time i was in florida. oh, and when i went home sunday, i was so happy to see my parents.
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these lyrics surprised me today [Feb. 13th, 2008|12:10 am]
I’ll make you mine if you would have me.
With a silver ring that will hug you tight,
Our life begins.
Our life begins with this.

I’ll prove my love if you would let me.
Over and over and over again.

We’ll bring a child into this world
And we’ll say the one thing
Everyone should hear:

You were meant for amazing things.

Give me your hand, it’s time.
It’s time to show new eyes their home.
When fences divide our land,
I would catch bullets with my bare hands.

Because you were meant for amazing things
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(no subject) [Feb. 8th, 2008|01:05 pm]

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happy birthday stephy :]
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wasted times [Jan. 22nd, 2008|01:00 am]
Be Thou my vision, O Lord of my heart;
Naught be all else to me, save that Thou art.
Thou my best thought, by day or by night,
Waking or sleeping, Thy presence my light.

Riches I heed not, nor man's empty praise,
Thou mine inheritance, now and always:
Thou and Thou only, first in my heart,
High King of heaven, my Treasure Thou art.

High King of heaven, my victory won,
May I reach heaven's joys, O bright heav'ns Son!
Heart of my own heart, whatever befall,
Still be my vision, O ruler of all.

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future and somethings [Jan. 18th, 2008|12:13 am]
as nerdy as i am and willing to admit, i'm taking honors portfolio this semester, but i have no doubt it will be one of the most long-term beneficial classes among my credits here. while i was sitting in our meeting reviewing the syllabus, i had a typical attitude. all this work? all this work for a insignificant one hour credit? fortunately, my attitude has significantly changed.

dr. riggs assigned several interesting readings. the first one i have read is about our assignment entitled "time journaling." after reading the provided text to help explain this assignment, i am excited to write. i need journaling. i need to think, visually express my thoughts, see progression, reflect, all that good stuff. the assigned text suggests really healthy ways to communicate with God through your journaling. there wasn't anything that was necessarily new to me when i read the text, i mean, they are all good in theory, but who has the time for it? which leads to my number one problem, i have never remained consistent in journaling: my time, prayers, scripture, etc. the author suggest using a journal that is not to be read by any others in order to write honesty in every word. the truth is: things are so much more real when i write them. there are erasers, but i know how visual i am, i need to see what i'm thinking otherwise i know i may never confront the issue at hand. what better way to change my attitude if i can see it on paper and how unaligned it is with God's intentions for my life?

from time to time, i hope to post things from this separate notebook. as for the time being, if you're interested in knowing anything about this process, i would love to let you borrow the framework (directions) for this particular assignment. it's not saying if you do A, B, and C you will achieve D (the desired result), but it is the best start i can find/am finding.

i want to be free in God's presence. i can't use the excuse "i can't think of right words to say" anymore because i can try. let's bring back hope.

oh, and a little p.s., i guess. if you could pray for me, like most people i am being forced into a lot of decision-making, application filling phases. thanks.
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i am a nerd [Jan. 15th, 2008|12:31 pm]
dear imeem,
you are my best friend and worst enemy. you make me so happy, but why must you distract me over and over again? geeesh, i have homework to do.
love,
emilie

p.s. how can i tell you (cat stevens) by liz durrett is my favorite of favorites.
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(no subject) [Dec. 2nd, 2007|01:29 pm]
everybody wake up, everybody wake up,
it's time to get down.
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this makes sense [Oct. 23rd, 2007|12:50 am]
"It isn't easy to take off the spectacles through which we see the world and to take a look at those spectacles. But if you've got the wrong prescription, it is delightful to discover the glasses that will enable you to see well."
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(no subject) [Oct. 18th, 2007|10:09 am]
promise me new zealand!
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(no subject) [Sep. 18th, 2007|04:52 pm]
my goal is to avoid feeling like this in four years:

"i had the meaning but missed the experience."
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(no subject) [Jan. 12th, 2007|01:47 am]
if you have the time, reread through all your old entries. you forget a lot.
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(no subject) [May. 13th, 2003|09:00 pm]
"Those who hate you don't win unless you hate them, and then you destroy yourself."
Richard M. Nixon
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