humility

Today I was totally floored by a friend of mine. After our bible study, we had decided to get ice cream to celebrate one of the girls birthdays. So we were all sitting there, enjoying our ice cream and talking about weddings. And Cheryl told us that a neighbour of hers (not John) is 17 and getting married sometime this month. And her fiance is younger than her! And we all just thought that was ridiculous but that was all that was said about it. But as we were walking out, Cheryl turned to us that had been talking about the wedding with her and apologized to us because she felt that she had been gossiping. She didn't say anything bad about these people, just told us their situation and she felt she had been gossiping. I was completely amazed by this and challenged as well. If she considers her comments gossiping, then what the gossiping that I do on a regular basis is just about as bad as killing someone, if you compare them. I continually talk about people, especially my own roommates to my other roommates about who doesn't do their chores and what not and it is horrible. I have noticed it myself but you don't think it is that bad becuse others are agreeing with you and just venting your frustrations. But really, it is gossiping at its finest. If you talk about someone and a passerby hears part of the conversation and doesn't see the subject in a good light, then it is gossip. No if's, and's or but's.
So I have challenged myself to become more humble. Because really, gossip is another form of flattery on yourself. You put someone else down to feel good about yourself or justify your behaviours compared to theirs. Humility needs to be a characteristic that everyone has. I can change this by talking about myself less and listening to other people. I can stop talking about others and only say positive things about people. Even when I am watching tv and I see someone that has a bad hair cut, I can not say anything at all. "If you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all!"
"For everyone who exalts himself will be humbled and he who humbles himself will be exalted"
~ Luke 18:14

Pooperbowl

Americans drive me freakin' nuts!! I could hardly stand to watch the game today because it is so full of their pride. Whatever happened to humility??? I caught one of the speeches at the end, made by I think the owner of the Patriots. he said something about compeition being why they made it here today and it was "competition that made this country great!" Wow!! That is such an achievement. That their country was built on the basis of trying to beat the snot out of every other country. Why couldn't it be build on something worthwhile, like love? I wish that they could hear themselves talk...honestly. Okay, rant et fini.

everything

It has been just about forever since I have written. And I apologize. My life is a bit crazy right now with midterms and work and EVERYTHING just piling up on my plate. Yet with all of this craziness, I am bored. I went away for the week-end up north, and it was amazing. And I really didn't want to leave..because I had nothing to come back to. School is blah, work is blah, EVERYTHING is blah. I am just going through the motions of life and it is slowly driving me mad. I need to do something significant with my life. Right now it feels like I am just stuck doing mudane junk that doesn't matter. Why can't EVERYTHING be significant and important.

You are all that I want.
You are all that I need.
You are EVERYTHING.

Sorry, I am listening to that song by Lifehouse and it is a pretty amazing song. Definitely doing it at camp this summer. Camp...wow....I am so excited for the summer again. When I am at camp, I feel alive. I feel like myself. I am happy and content with where I am. I love waking up in the morning and knowing that the day ahead is going to be amazing and God-filled. How do I make that happen here...in Waterloo? waterpoo...is more like it.

Find me here.
And speak to me.
I want to feel you, Lord.
I need to hear you.

I am sick of listening to my roommates talking about irrelevant things...I am sick of talking about irrelevant things. I am starved for a real conversation. Even at the cottage, we didn't talk about anything important.....we didn't pray together except for meals. I want the camp community back. I want it right here. That is when I feel like I am alive.

And how can I stand here, with you?
And not be moved by you.
And would you tell me how could it be
Any better than this.

Life can be better than this. Way better.