i felt bad b/c i'd neglected my blog all week. i'm thoughtless today, too tired to think. i worked all day.
so i will leave you with some more lyrics, from the soundtrack to one of my new favorite movies, "Garden State", it's a wonderful flick, check it out sometime.
"Let Go" by: frou frou
Drink up baby doll
Are you in or are you out?
Leave your things behind
'Cause it's all going off without you
Excuse me too busy you're writing your tragedy
These mess-ups
You bubble-wrap
When you've no idea what you're like
[Chorus]
So, let go,let go
Jump in
Oh well, what you waiting for?
It's all right
'Cause there's beauty in the breakdown
So, let go, l-let go
Just get in
Oh, it's so amazing here
It's all right
'Cause there's beauty in the breakdown
It gains the more it gives
And then it rises with the fall
So hand me that remote
Can't you see that all that stuff's a slideshow?
Such boundless pleasure
We've no time for later
Now you can't wait
You roll your eyes
We've twenty seconds to comply
Jail or free-wheeling inbreeding
Friday, December 31, 2004 at 3:10 PM
Saturday, December 25, 2004 at 11:45 PM
last night we had our big christmas dinner. we've never had it on christmas eve until this year. it made the morning seem anti-climatic because there was no family gathering to look forward to after the opening of the gifts this morning. we didn't do a lot of gifts this year b/c it's been rough for our family for the last few months. the small amount of gifts didn't bother me one bit; i haven't really put any stock in that since i quit believing in santa. gifts are great and all. keep them coming, but the people behind them matter more to me now. i digress...
after the gifts, we took a nap. yup. the whole family took a nap. we were up late. then we woke up and reheated dinner and ate lunch. leftovers. mmmm..
we then set out on the trip back to florida. this year dad couldn't come up to ga with us because he had to work. so the family was separated. made things seem a little off. on our way down, my mom, sister and i ate christmas dinner at a truck stop converted from a huddle house. my quarter pounder was as good to me as a whole turkey and a pan of dressing.
we were in a big hurry. dad had to be at work by a certain time and the weather was so bad on our drive that we were falling quickly behind schedule. we decided to hold off on exchanging some presents until we were with him.
we ended up meeting him at a gas station near where he was heading to work. we exchanged gifts tailgate fashion, hugged and sent him off to do his graveyard shift. big christmas.
the funny thing is that had this happened two years ago, it would have really bugged me. no real christmas cheer, no big dramatic reunions, etc. but this year, i'm just so grateful to be here that it didn't phase me to get discouraged.
i was thinking in the car on the way back that as different and seemingly inconvenient as this day was for us all, it pales in comparison to the night jesus was born, which is, of course, what we should really be reflecting on.
i mean, i get p.o.'d if i have to use a nasty toilet at a convenience store, or if they forget to put napkins b/w the drinks in the starbucks tray. can you imagine the moment you are told "by the way, there's no room here, so go have your baby in a stable."
let's just be honest for a moment here. that place had no lighting, smelled like poop, and was full of noisy animals, flies, and God only knows what else. yet He chose it to be the place where he would enter the world.
folks are all the time talking about how God lowered himself to be like us, but the truth of the matter is, he wasn't like most of us in america. he didn't live a cushy life. he could have come in this day and age, but how many of us here would listen to a poor little kid from the middle east? we're too busy text messaging each other and worrying about our mutual funds.
when i think of reaching out to the poor, to those who have nothing, it really gets me fired up. but putting legs on that, i've found, even to folks who aren't all that much worse off than i am, is not so easy. it definitely pales in comparison to the transition one must make from heaven to a stable. but then, God was already in the stable. so he knew what was coming. maybe we need to familiarize ourselves enough with the rest of the world that when He gives us a chance to make a difference in a strange environment, we're ready to jump on it.
even if that does involve spending christmas with a one toothed waitress listening to tom petty and the heartbreakers on the jukebox and laughing with your family.
hoping you all had as blessed a christmas as i am realizing i did!
after the gifts, we took a nap. yup. the whole family took a nap. we were up late. then we woke up and reheated dinner and ate lunch. leftovers. mmmm..
we then set out on the trip back to florida. this year dad couldn't come up to ga with us because he had to work. so the family was separated. made things seem a little off. on our way down, my mom, sister and i ate christmas dinner at a truck stop converted from a huddle house. my quarter pounder was as good to me as a whole turkey and a pan of dressing.
we were in a big hurry. dad had to be at work by a certain time and the weather was so bad on our drive that we were falling quickly behind schedule. we decided to hold off on exchanging some presents until we were with him.
we ended up meeting him at a gas station near where he was heading to work. we exchanged gifts tailgate fashion, hugged and sent him off to do his graveyard shift. big christmas.
the funny thing is that had this happened two years ago, it would have really bugged me. no real christmas cheer, no big dramatic reunions, etc. but this year, i'm just so grateful to be here that it didn't phase me to get discouraged.
i was thinking in the car on the way back that as different and seemingly inconvenient as this day was for us all, it pales in comparison to the night jesus was born, which is, of course, what we should really be reflecting on.
i mean, i get p.o.'d if i have to use a nasty toilet at a convenience store, or if they forget to put napkins b/w the drinks in the starbucks tray. can you imagine the moment you are told "by the way, there's no room here, so go have your baby in a stable."
let's just be honest for a moment here. that place had no lighting, smelled like poop, and was full of noisy animals, flies, and God only knows what else. yet He chose it to be the place where he would enter the world.
folks are all the time talking about how God lowered himself to be like us, but the truth of the matter is, he wasn't like most of us in america. he didn't live a cushy life. he could have come in this day and age, but how many of us here would listen to a poor little kid from the middle east? we're too busy text messaging each other and worrying about our mutual funds.
when i think of reaching out to the poor, to those who have nothing, it really gets me fired up. but putting legs on that, i've found, even to folks who aren't all that much worse off than i am, is not so easy. it definitely pales in comparison to the transition one must make from heaven to a stable. but then, God was already in the stable. so he knew what was coming. maybe we need to familiarize ourselves enough with the rest of the world that when He gives us a chance to make a difference in a strange environment, we're ready to jump on it.
even if that does involve spending christmas with a one toothed waitress listening to tom petty and the heartbreakers on the jukebox and laughing with your family.
hoping you all had as blessed a christmas as i am realizing i did!
Wednesday, December 22, 2004 at 1:30 AM
so i recently read a man's list of requirements for a woman on this messageboard where i post. it kinda irked me. so,with all this talk of lists and such, i have decided to make a list of what i want in a woman. that woman being myself. i figure, i need to make a list of things to strive/search for in my own life. not to attain a mate, but to be a better person. here's some things i really need.
1. i want to be self-disciplined. i need to work on this so much. in every area from prayer to food.
2. i want to really be socially conscious. i'm tired of just wanting to look that way (thank you donald miller)
3. i want to really learn to love Jesus. i kinda suck at it and the ways that it can come out. i need to learn how to put legs on it and make it walk around.
4. i want to give more. i want to not even have to think about whether or not i need to give to certain causes, i want it to be automatic.
5. i want to learn to live in peace with my family. this is not easy, but i figure i'll act with my own family one day, the way i act with the one i already have. that's not acceptable currently.
6. i want to start liking church again. i need the community it offers.
7. i want to hone in on my writing abilities and do something widely useful with them. like write a book. i gotta find out what to offer the world first, in the way of hope.
8. i want to travel more and live alone in my own house for at least six months before i even consider giving myself wholly to another human.
9. i want to stop being so self-centered, selfish, and rude.
10. i want to start treating folks more like the list i see in 1 corinthians 13 than i do. and that's all people, not just those i like. this is a problem for me.
11. i need to continue to develop tact and diplomacy in my life.
12. i want to continue my journey to good health.
well, there are just a few highlights of things i'd like to take on. a new year's resolution of sorts. but actually, these are more a life process than a new year's one.
1. i want to be self-disciplined. i need to work on this so much. in every area from prayer to food.
2. i want to really be socially conscious. i'm tired of just wanting to look that way (thank you donald miller)
3. i want to really learn to love Jesus. i kinda suck at it and the ways that it can come out. i need to learn how to put legs on it and make it walk around.
4. i want to give more. i want to not even have to think about whether or not i need to give to certain causes, i want it to be automatic.
5. i want to learn to live in peace with my family. this is not easy, but i figure i'll act with my own family one day, the way i act with the one i already have. that's not acceptable currently.
6. i want to start liking church again. i need the community it offers.
7. i want to hone in on my writing abilities and do something widely useful with them. like write a book. i gotta find out what to offer the world first, in the way of hope.
8. i want to travel more and live alone in my own house for at least six months before i even consider giving myself wholly to another human.
9. i want to stop being so self-centered, selfish, and rude.
10. i want to start treating folks more like the list i see in 1 corinthians 13 than i do. and that's all people, not just those i like. this is a problem for me.
11. i need to continue to develop tact and diplomacy in my life.
12. i want to continue my journey to good health.
well, there are just a few highlights of things i'd like to take on. a new year's resolution of sorts. but actually, these are more a life process than a new year's one.
Sunday, December 19, 2004 at 11:35 PM
"why is the sky blue?"
"did adam have a belly button?"
"what REALLY happens to dogs when they die?"
"is it right to steal if it's to feed your family"
i have been really asking a lot of questions lately. about faith and what it takes to be an actual christian. i've asked about this mystical thing called "God's will" that we christians kick around like a hackey sack.
someone today said "see, God wants to reach you outside your thoughts. he wants you to come as a child" i thought "hmmm, but how do you put legs on that and make it walk around? what does coming as a child really look like?"
some of the questions i listed above are actual questions i've heard from kids either in real life or on television or movies. kids ask some pretty darn in depth and difficult to answer questions. come as a child, you say? hmmm... sounds to me like God's ok with my asking the hard questions. often times it's just christians who aren't. this saddens me. i've heard it said "God's not insecure" and i think there is validity to that when it comes to the hard questions in life. he's pretty cool with my asking them, and often he answers them. sometimes he leaves it for me to figure out. either way, i don't feel the need to check my brain at the door to "come as a child."
i think the difference is the heart behind it. when we come to the lord with questions as adults, we often already have an answer in our heads we want to compare to what we find out from him. if we come as a child, we earnestly seek an original answer because we really want to know. this is an amazing quality. it's called wonder. i hope i don't lose my wonder. it's difficult to hold on to; it's one of those things where if you try, it will elude you. it's something you have to just let happen. hence the coming as a child.
so the next time i want to ask a tough question, i'm not going to feel guilty, b/c i AM coming with it as a child. i really want to know.
"did adam have a belly button?"
"what REALLY happens to dogs when they die?"
"is it right to steal if it's to feed your family"
i have been really asking a lot of questions lately. about faith and what it takes to be an actual christian. i've asked about this mystical thing called "God's will" that we christians kick around like a hackey sack.
someone today said "see, God wants to reach you outside your thoughts. he wants you to come as a child" i thought "hmmm, but how do you put legs on that and make it walk around? what does coming as a child really look like?"
some of the questions i listed above are actual questions i've heard from kids either in real life or on television or movies. kids ask some pretty darn in depth and difficult to answer questions. come as a child, you say? hmmm... sounds to me like God's ok with my asking the hard questions. often times it's just christians who aren't. this saddens me. i've heard it said "God's not insecure" and i think there is validity to that when it comes to the hard questions in life. he's pretty cool with my asking them, and often he answers them. sometimes he leaves it for me to figure out. either way, i don't feel the need to check my brain at the door to "come as a child."
i think the difference is the heart behind it. when we come to the lord with questions as adults, we often already have an answer in our heads we want to compare to what we find out from him. if we come as a child, we earnestly seek an original answer because we really want to know. this is an amazing quality. it's called wonder. i hope i don't lose my wonder. it's difficult to hold on to; it's one of those things where if you try, it will elude you. it's something you have to just let happen. hence the coming as a child.
so the next time i want to ask a tough question, i'm not going to feel guilty, b/c i AM coming with it as a child. i really want to know.
Saturday, December 18, 2004 at 7:25 PM
may i never ever EVER inform someone of God's will for his or her life.
this is my pet peeve with christians. when a person is spiritually vulnerable, do most support them and love them through it? nope. many of them just tell you what is or is not God's will and that if you doubt, you might just be losing your salvation. that's a bunch of crap.
why is it that a person can't doubt God's will or the meaning of that christianese term without having to cash in his or her jesus card? i mean, is it so terrible? when you're a kid and your parents do stuff you hate, is it wrong to wonder if they really love you? no, they just reassure you. so do other people when you complain about it. no doubt there. they don't say you're a bad kid and it's your fault. why then, do we do that with christians? it's stupid.
all i know is that i've invested a bunch of my time and energy into finding "God's will" and then it all turned around on me. what do i do with that? it's the same effect as taking red paint and blue paint, mixing it for the thousanth time to make purple, as it always has before, and having it come out orange. no matter how many times you try, it's orange, and there is no good reason why, and it makes NO sense. and no one else can explain it either.
yeah, i hate orange right now.
this is my pet peeve with christians. when a person is spiritually vulnerable, do most support them and love them through it? nope. many of them just tell you what is or is not God's will and that if you doubt, you might just be losing your salvation. that's a bunch of crap.
why is it that a person can't doubt God's will or the meaning of that christianese term without having to cash in his or her jesus card? i mean, is it so terrible? when you're a kid and your parents do stuff you hate, is it wrong to wonder if they really love you? no, they just reassure you. so do other people when you complain about it. no doubt there. they don't say you're a bad kid and it's your fault. why then, do we do that with christians? it's stupid.
all i know is that i've invested a bunch of my time and energy into finding "God's will" and then it all turned around on me. what do i do with that? it's the same effect as taking red paint and blue paint, mixing it for the thousanth time to make purple, as it always has before, and having it come out orange. no matter how many times you try, it's orange, and there is no good reason why, and it makes NO sense. and no one else can explain it either.
yeah, i hate orange right now.
Friday, December 17, 2004 at 10:04 PM
so i'm driving up to athens to attend the closing of the bean'ry (God rest her soul) and i was in a tiny town called bishop, georgia. this town is best known for God only knows what, and is so small you literally pass through it in about twenty seconds. that is a generous guess.
i will add here that northeast georgia is not well known for it's diversity or the broad worldviews of its inhabitants. this is the reason it was a particular shock to the senses to see a large ukrainian flag flying from the mailbox of an old civil war area house. i did a double take, b/c at first it wasn't weird to me to see it, then i noticed it was beside an american flag and i was just flabbergasted. had i not been alone, i'd have stopped by and found out the deal with it. most folks in the u.s. until a month ago thought ukraine was just a russian extension.
so i go and have a really enjoyable relatively culture shock free weekend (the culture shock is hitting me this week instead) and on my way back, my cousin brandy (whom i love dearly and realllllly miss b/c she moved to tallahassee) and i pass this house. i tell her to pull in, and i just go up and knock on the door.
a lady in her sixties, purely american, answers the door. i say to her, "so, i see you have a ukrainian flag. i just got back from there and was curious about it"
i find out that she is married a seventy year old ukrainian world war two veteran whose parents bucked the communist system to live in a self sufficient farm. they were deemed "enemy of the people" for their non participation. the government didn't want a thing to do with them until they drafted him.
then they sent him to stalingrad, had him working to "take land" in finland, and finally he was captured and spend four years as a POW. crazy.
he was almost in tears when he saw the pictures i brought of the protests. he is so ecstatic about the people standing up to the government. he says it's not happened yet, not really, and was due.
it was very heartwarming. :) things like this remind me that God is real. He knew i'd need some touch of Ukraine to help the transition. i'm looking forward to seeing them when i'm up there again. they are really cool people.
i will add here that northeast georgia is not well known for it's diversity or the broad worldviews of its inhabitants. this is the reason it was a particular shock to the senses to see a large ukrainian flag flying from the mailbox of an old civil war area house. i did a double take, b/c at first it wasn't weird to me to see it, then i noticed it was beside an american flag and i was just flabbergasted. had i not been alone, i'd have stopped by and found out the deal with it. most folks in the u.s. until a month ago thought ukraine was just a russian extension.
so i go and have a really enjoyable relatively culture shock free weekend (the culture shock is hitting me this week instead) and on my way back, my cousin brandy (whom i love dearly and realllllly miss b/c she moved to tallahassee) and i pass this house. i tell her to pull in, and i just go up and knock on the door.
a lady in her sixties, purely american, answers the door. i say to her, "so, i see you have a ukrainian flag. i just got back from there and was curious about it"
i find out that she is married a seventy year old ukrainian world war two veteran whose parents bucked the communist system to live in a self sufficient farm. they were deemed "enemy of the people" for their non participation. the government didn't want a thing to do with them until they drafted him.
then they sent him to stalingrad, had him working to "take land" in finland, and finally he was captured and spend four years as a POW. crazy.
he was almost in tears when he saw the pictures i brought of the protests. he is so ecstatic about the people standing up to the government. he says it's not happened yet, not really, and was due.
it was very heartwarming. :) things like this remind me that God is real. He knew i'd need some touch of Ukraine to help the transition. i'm looking forward to seeing them when i'm up there again. they are really cool people.
at 5:54 PM
ok, i'm not dead. and later tonight i'll post my really cool random road trip story that happened on my way to my grandmother's house with my cousin brandy. it rocked.
Wednesday, December 15, 2004 at 1:39 PM
i don't have much i can say right now, except that i miss ukraine, i am not employed yet, my extended family is insane, and i'm happy to have a bunker room here at mom and dad's house to hide from the world.
i'm not as depressed as i sound, it's just a hard day.
here are some lyrics to get you through:
Where the Angels Sleep
by Bebo Norman
I don't know why I always run
is it fear of the fall or fear of the touch
And I don't know where the angels sleep
And I don't know how to really love
I've never stood still long enough
And I don't know where the angels sleep
But I am alive and standing strong
I'm no farther forward, just farther along
I hold on to my pride and dig in deep
It's pulling me down, and I am no closer to release
And I don't know where the angels sleep
I don't know how to see you now
The friend from before is different somehow
And I don't know where the angels sleep
And I don't know when I'll love again
But I don't trust myself to just let you in
And I don't know where the angels sleep
It's taken ten thousand days
To get stuck in my ways
And it offers no grace
I cannot stand this place
With love in my face
I walk away slowly
I don't know where the angels sleep
No, I don't know where the angels sleep
i'm not as depressed as i sound, it's just a hard day.
here are some lyrics to get you through:
Where the Angels Sleep
by Bebo Norman
I don't know why I always run
is it fear of the fall or fear of the touch
And I don't know where the angels sleep
And I don't know how to really love
I've never stood still long enough
And I don't know where the angels sleep
But I am alive and standing strong
I'm no farther forward, just farther along
I hold on to my pride and dig in deep
It's pulling me down, and I am no closer to release
And I don't know where the angels sleep
I don't know how to see you now
The friend from before is different somehow
And I don't know where the angels sleep
And I don't know when I'll love again
But I don't trust myself to just let you in
And I don't know where the angels sleep
It's taken ten thousand days
To get stuck in my ways
And it offers no grace
I cannot stand this place
With love in my face
I walk away slowly
I don't know where the angels sleep
No, I don't know where the angels sleep
Thursday, December 09, 2004 at 1:18 AM
well,
this is my final post from ukraine. my time here has been phenomenal. i will write more reflections when i return home, but for now i'm leaving on a jet plane... :)
it's been such an amazing time for me the last few days. i've been really connecting with people, and feeling the way i wished i had felt the three months prior to them. and now it's time to go. so it's bitter sweet, but i think i am doing the right thing. and who knows, maybe God will provide a miracle that will enable me to return again before july. He's done stranger things.
last night i was at a church and we sang "breathe" ths song is beautiful, but last night it was more beautiful to me than ever. as i was in the service, i heard some people singing in english, some in russian, some in ukrainian. all harmonizing. what might have sounded like chaos actually turned quite beautiful. if there's one thing that i've learned in my time here, it's that this chorus of lives that we call earth, is a beautiful mixture of all of us and all that we have to offer. i felt like i was really part of the body of Christ then and there. i wept and then realized that my voice was also an integral part of this chorus. it was really an amazing experience.
this is all for now, my parting words from ukraine:
Nas bohato, ee nas de po do lateh (together we are many, and we will not be overcome)
the battle cry of the revolution. :)
please pray for a safe flight! i still get nervous since flying is so new to me!
love you guys lots! thanks for the prayers, support and love!
this is my final post from ukraine. my time here has been phenomenal. i will write more reflections when i return home, but for now i'm leaving on a jet plane... :)
it's been such an amazing time for me the last few days. i've been really connecting with people, and feeling the way i wished i had felt the three months prior to them. and now it's time to go. so it's bitter sweet, but i think i am doing the right thing. and who knows, maybe God will provide a miracle that will enable me to return again before july. He's done stranger things.
last night i was at a church and we sang "breathe" ths song is beautiful, but last night it was more beautiful to me than ever. as i was in the service, i heard some people singing in english, some in russian, some in ukrainian. all harmonizing. what might have sounded like chaos actually turned quite beautiful. if there's one thing that i've learned in my time here, it's that this chorus of lives that we call earth, is a beautiful mixture of all of us and all that we have to offer. i felt like i was really part of the body of Christ then and there. i wept and then realized that my voice was also an integral part of this chorus. it was really an amazing experience.
this is all for now, my parting words from ukraine:
Nas bohato, ee nas de po do lateh (together we are many, and we will not be overcome)
the battle cry of the revolution. :)
please pray for a safe flight! i still get nervous since flying is so new to me!
love you guys lots! thanks for the prayers, support and love!
Tuesday, December 07, 2004 at 3:45 AM
i'm back from kyiv. it's crazy there. there were hundreds of tents, about a million people, and it was a HUGE party. after finding out about the third tour of elections coming in two weeks or so, they were celebrating saturday. it was crazy!
i was with a group of 24 folks from ternopil, only one spoke english, and he was about seven feet tall and walked about a hundred miles an hour. my resounding "i'm gonna die" kept making him laugh, as i'd have to literally run to keep up. yeah, it was also terribly cold.
it was incredible though. there were so many people walking in the center and getting on and off the metro that i was crushed. i literally couldn't take a breath. and i walked with this really young girl who hadn't ever been to kyiv. so i was more comfortable there than she was. crazy.
the people were so awesome though. it was incredibly polite. if they accidentally stepped on your foot, they'd say "excuse me" or offer you a drink. the atmosphere was charged with energy. i think i got some really awesome pictures. we'll see when i get them developed later today. i should post them by tonight.
i got to go to hillsong church too. this is an offshoot of the huge church in australia, the one that wrote "shout to the lord" very famous church. the one in kyiv was great. it was all in russian, but i liked what the pastor had to say (i understood about half of it). he was talking about politics, and he made a point to mention that for ukraine, yushchinko is not the hope of the nation. really, God is. and the only things that yushchinko can do are those that God enables him to do. the people seemed to agree, and they prayed for their nation and sang some patriotic songs. they also sang a song about hope, and not putting trust in mankind. it was really moving, words can't express it, really. i've never seen people unified and in peace the way that these folks were. it was beautiful. reminded me of the hippies protesting the war in vietnam.
it's been wonderful to be a part of the "orange revolution" and to get to see history being made in front of me. part of what the pastor spoke about was being a "history maker." he basically said that we shouldn't each strive to make a name for ourselves, but rather to love people, encourage them, uphold them spirituatlly, emotionally, etc. and to be jesus to them. if in the course of doing that, we make history, great, but the main focus should be others, b/c we do not know whom we are encouraging. could be the one person who will change the nation.
good stuff.
i'm coming home in two days! eek! very bittersweet. i will post more later.
i was with a group of 24 folks from ternopil, only one spoke english, and he was about seven feet tall and walked about a hundred miles an hour. my resounding "i'm gonna die" kept making him laugh, as i'd have to literally run to keep up. yeah, it was also terribly cold.
it was incredible though. there were so many people walking in the center and getting on and off the metro that i was crushed. i literally couldn't take a breath. and i walked with this really young girl who hadn't ever been to kyiv. so i was more comfortable there than she was. crazy.
the people were so awesome though. it was incredibly polite. if they accidentally stepped on your foot, they'd say "excuse me" or offer you a drink. the atmosphere was charged with energy. i think i got some really awesome pictures. we'll see when i get them developed later today. i should post them by tonight.
i got to go to hillsong church too. this is an offshoot of the huge church in australia, the one that wrote "shout to the lord" very famous church. the one in kyiv was great. it was all in russian, but i liked what the pastor had to say (i understood about half of it). he was talking about politics, and he made a point to mention that for ukraine, yushchinko is not the hope of the nation. really, God is. and the only things that yushchinko can do are those that God enables him to do. the people seemed to agree, and they prayed for their nation and sang some patriotic songs. they also sang a song about hope, and not putting trust in mankind. it was really moving, words can't express it, really. i've never seen people unified and in peace the way that these folks were. it was beautiful. reminded me of the hippies protesting the war in vietnam.
it's been wonderful to be a part of the "orange revolution" and to get to see history being made in front of me. part of what the pastor spoke about was being a "history maker." he basically said that we shouldn't each strive to make a name for ourselves, but rather to love people, encourage them, uphold them spirituatlly, emotionally, etc. and to be jesus to them. if in the course of doing that, we make history, great, but the main focus should be others, b/c we do not know whom we are encouraging. could be the one person who will change the nation.
good stuff.
i'm coming home in two days! eek! very bittersweet. i will post more later.
Saturday, December 04, 2004 at 2:15 AM
ok, i''m going to kyiv in three hours.
woo hoo!
it''s a big party today. on a side note the apostrophe key only allows me a quotation mark. not sure why, so just deal with it.
anyhow, yes, a third vote. this simply means that yanukovich is not the president and the election was not considered valid. this is super news for yushchinko supporters, UNLESS the third election (like the 25th, 26th, whichever is sunday) is rigged like the first two.
anyhow, i''m concerned for these people. if yushinko doesn''t win, it''s gonna be crazy. more protests. if he does win, the yanukovich crowd will still be in high places, and make trouble. there''s not really a good way out of all this.
pray for ukraine!
woo hoo!
it''s a big party today. on a side note the apostrophe key only allows me a quotation mark. not sure why, so just deal with it.
anyhow, yes, a third vote. this simply means that yanukovich is not the president and the election was not considered valid. this is super news for yushchinko supporters, UNLESS the third election (like the 25th, 26th, whichever is sunday) is rigged like the first two.
anyhow, i''m concerned for these people. if yushinko doesn''t win, it''s gonna be crazy. more protests. if he does win, the yanukovich crowd will still be in high places, and make trouble. there''s not really a good way out of all this.
pray for ukraine!
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