Art?

I think it's neat that art never runs out.  Because every person born is something brand new to the universe, creativity will never run out.  God is infinite right?  We are an expression of his image and nature.  Each new soul born brings something no one has ever seen in the history of the world.  

I think my art comes out through hospitality.  In this area, I see things that many people don't see, and I think of things that most wouldn't, because maybe hospitality is my art!  When I clean my kitchen at the end of the day, each little move is a stroke of beauty resulting in a masterpiece!

One of Stuart's arts is humor.  NO ONE in the world would think of the things he says.  He often forgets his jokes afterwards while other people remember them and laugh years later.  It's his art!

Each person is bringing their art...all mingling together in the air...

And the world is a mural!  

My art is NOT writing, but I see the world different from anyone else who has ever lived!  

I am an artist!

(so are you)

lame

My confession:

To me these days, there are not many better feelings than having an immaculate house.

It sounds pathetic, but for me that is utmost satisfaction.

Official 5 month marker

Five months from today will be my first day as a married woman!

The best feeling...

This is one of my favorite things these days-  it's something fairly new to me:

The wisdom and kind advice of the man I'm about to commit the rest of my life to.  

I get so mad at him sometimes.  Sometimes it slowly builds over a few days before I tell him, and sometimes it doesn't take long, but of course, conflict always leads to 'talking it out'.  I love talking it out!!  My love language is quality time, so that is part of why I love it.  Also, because I am not very confrontational, an issue needs to really upset me before I address it; so whenever we have 'a talk', it's about something really important to me and it feels extremely good to get it out.  

And THEN, he listens!  I love being listened to.  And I love the advice (OR apology, solution, heart-sharing....whatever) that follows.  

It's just sweet.  I have wise parents who did this for me growing up, but now I have a wise person that I'm about to marry who can do it too!  Coooool!

Oh...it was a hoax

I just found out the 'masked gunman' who caused ASU to be on lockdown for an hour and a half was not real.  Some guy made up a story to avoid having to pay for his broken lock (or something like that).  

And now there are 3 facebook groups dedicated to bashing him, and countless students are cursing him over and over.  I can't imagine what his life is like right now.  

I just wouldn't be able to bash like that because I know what it feels like to make a ridiculous move in life that you regret later...

I have done things and thought things that I am so glad no one will ever know while we're on earth.  

I'm just sorry that his had to be exposed like that, and I'm praying for him.  When someone falls down, we need to help him get back up- not stomp all over his broken body.

 

I'm in the wardrobe!

Wait a second...

How is tonight ending on such a sweet note?  This is amazing.  And supernatural!

Today:  

-I thought I would work and make a lot of money to pay the rent that is due now; but today's work didn't work out. 

-Was left with another day off, when I really didn't want a day off (isn't that weird?)

-Didn't eat until dinner (but that was intentional)

-I spent a lot of time reading wedding blogs at the coffee shop, when in my mind that isn't 'accomplishing' much. 

-Got rear-ended by a car

-A masked gunman caused the town to shut down for a few hours 

-We had to cancel our MorningStar meeting because the campus was on lockdown

-Just cried with a friend about her excruciating breakup 

But i feel great!!  That is the grace of God. 

He actually showed me last night that I'm 'in the wardrobe'- like Lucy!  I'm in a transition in my life, where I have already left behind a lot of the joys that were in the house and I'm walking toward Narnia, but I can't see it yet!  I think I'm starting to brush against some of the pine needles, but it has not enveloped my senses yet.  I can't touch it, but I know it's coming.  It's hard to explain, but it makes so much sense right now!  That's why I've been feeling kind of numb.  I've given up a lot of pleasures I used to feel out of ignorance.  I'm seeking hard after Truth.  I can feel it coming, and see it sometimes, but it hasn't become a full reality I can walk in.  

I want to live supernaturally, like Jesus.  I'm tired of not hearing God.  The sweetness I feel tonight is one of those pine needle branches.  I'd better grab a fur coat...

5 months of "good night"s to go...

Last night I had the first TINY miniscule freak out about getting married.  It wasn't about Stuart, it was just about being a married person.  It's only scary because I've never done it before and I don't know what it's like to not be under the trusted care of my parents!  My parents have been great to me for 24 years and now I'm leaving them and cleaving with another person my own age who has never 'cloven' to another person before... so how will he know how to take care of me and me him??

But Ok, it lasted about 7 seconds, and as soon as I journaled it out it was gone.  I've had so much peace about this relationship for three solid years.

Now tonight when Stuart drove me home, I was thinking "I'm really tired of saying 'good night' to my best friend every night!!"