Prayer Request

I know I never post, but you can see what has brought me back to the blogosphere. I have a big prayer request. On Friday, I must speak in French with the French professor on campus. I wrote him a letter showing him my grammatical knowledge and he replied that now he wants to hear me speak. This is my struggle point. I do not understand spoken French as well as I read and write. I guess this is normal. But as if the situation could not be worse, I have not heard or spoken French in a year. I speak only in French now to the two girls that know it in the dorm. He has suggested that I take several tests to assess my abilities. I do not test well and this brings fear. He has recommended that I take not level one and two, but level three or even an independent study with him next fall or spring. What level I take will depend on the meeting Friday and possibly more tests. I am stressed because I have two tests on Friday. I know that God is going to walk me through the interview with this professor that I have never met. I know he will because I am entrusting to him this whole situation, believing he has given me a heart for the French and their language. Please pray for me for Friday.

Drumroll please . . . (31)

Okay, so not all of the posts have been great, especially those I typed tonight, but I wanted to dedicate this december challenge to Robin. I think she started this crazy post 31 in the month of december. If not, I am sorry to the person who is not receiving credit this instant. It has been fun and crazy.

May everyone have a wonderful new year in 2008!!!! Love you all lots!!

Running low on gas (30)

I still have not packed, I have an early flight and well, it is the last day of 2007. 2007 has been very memorable. I would take the time to list every last even that happend that changed a piece of my life, but I am jsut too lazy at 2:00am. I graduated from high school and started college. Just in that alone, it has been one crazy, but amazing year! Hats off to 2007!!

the pace of an unpredictable race car (29)

So, I have posted 29 post all in four days. Can I say amazing? So, please I hope you are not expecting the same pace of posts in ‘08. I will start classes on the third day of January and I believe my day will be packed. I am excited to start working on PR and reading my western thought and culture book.

Robin - dear friend (28)

So, I was jumping around for ideas and I came to Robin’s December 29 post. I was inspired.

I have worn one scarf once. You would think that with my large collection of three I would have managed to pull one out. I am just scared it will be too itchy. One of mine is wool. So, this new year, I am going to try something new. I am going to take the advice of my dear friend Robin and try to enjoy this winter with the addition of a fashionable scarf.

Five Golden rings! (27)

Five more posts and I will have done it. (counting this one)

And I wonder why we don’t celebrate the 12 days of christmas!!

Home??? (26)

I love how people call cities their home. Myself, I have not found one. I have friends who have fallen in love with their own college town or city, but Toccoa has no such place for me.

I have also found out that I care not to live in Humble. I thought my first trip back this semester would be wonderful, and it has, but I do not feel as if I belong here. I believe I want to more on. I am tired of living in the past. I have friends and family here and that is all that matters. But coming back here makes me feel as if I have taken a step back four years, to the start of high school. I am on a different road now, one that has no road signs pointing possibly to Houston ever again, except on the holidays. This is where I start singing “I’ll be home for christmas.”

Candlelight Services (25)

Since this is post number 25, and it is the month of December, I will spoeak on Christmas.

This year was the first candlelight service I have been to in a long time. Normally, my family is in a fight and we decide not to go as a family. This year every member went including Danielle. All of the lights were turned off and candles were being lit. I was not really listening to the pastor, but an image came into my head as I watched candle after candle light. I imagined the room like the world, full of darkness. I saw this small piece of the world like my mission field. As more candles were lit, I saw people coming to know the Lord. I felt such a surge of emotion as I thought that I could be carrying the light of Christ to a dark city or place in the world. It was interesting. I then caught myself running off with thoughts and focused back into what the pastor was saying.

On my hand is not your number (24)

So, I am not dating anyone, but I liked my title.

The title has nothing to do with anything; it is a misnomer.

I really love people-watching. The other day I was at the mall and I was sitting on a bench with my dad, my people-watching accomplice, and we had a blast. So many interesting people passed by. I love making up stories for the people that walk around us. They each have a story, some really sweet and others very sad. You can look at faces and see whether they are full of hope and love. You can see the pain and the frustration as people listfully shop. You can see life and death. Sometimes it is just good to stop and see the world in motion around you.

Dan, will you marry me??? (23)

I was bored waiting for a phone call and I decided to flip on the TV. I turned it to the oh so whole WE, Bridezilla show. Really it is not that entertaing. One of the brides on the show was telling her story how she met her fiance and she said she propsed to him!!!! Then on the screen it said about 1% of brides propose to the their boyfriends. What???? Her fiance was happy she proposed. I bet, he did not have to plan anything. He said he probably would not have porposed so soon, so his loves how she is so progressive and knows what she wants and when. CRAZY! I know I will not be joining that 1% population of desparate women.

Why drink champagne when you can have . . . (22)

A MILKSHAKE!!!

Every new year’s eve I drink a chocolate milkshake. I have never been invited to parties on new year’s eve so in response, I drink milkshakes. Why not right? Who doesn’t love a hand mixed homemade milkshake? This year I believe will not be any different, evern if I am 12 hours away from home. (Nashville, TN)

For all those who don’t believe . . . . (21)

For all of those who do not believe me that the French do many things well, here is one shining example you cannot pass up. I of course believe that the French should not be overlooked ever, but for many americans, they are pushed to the side or worse, unless the word “french” is paired with “fries.”

This Christmas, I received a french press. Yes, that’s right, for all of the coffee lovers out there who have had a cup of coffee from one, they know the great value of this gift. I was pleased. And I am sure my coffee-loving dorm buddies will be elated. I ahve the press and the grinder, they can bring me the beans. If you have not tried french press coffee, it is a must. Try something new in 2008!

Tales of a fourth grade nothing (20)

Who doesn’t like good books? I have a little christmas cash and I was trying to decide what new books to buy. If you have suggestions let me know. I am really excited about Mark Driscoll’s missions book. I never get the title right so I have provided the link. Anyway, I am really into reading up on culture and of course missions. After all, I will spend the next 2.5 years reading up on cross-cultural studies.

The suggestions do not have to be missions oriented, but if you believe there is one book to add to my library that every good person needs, I am interested in your top ten picks of all time good books or new steals!

a blast from the past . . . (19)

Today, I had the option of going to church anywhere I wanted. Naturally, I would have chosen GRBC, but I decided to go with my family. You know whay I decided to go with them besides the obvious, they were paying for lunch? I wanted to show my support.

 It was a good thing for my family to leave our old church. Today I sat with my dad and my mom and my little brother all in the same row. Amazing!! I am really of my family for moving churches. My parents are in a bible study and Josh loves the youth group. My dad had tears coming down his face today in worship. It was beautiful. I am thankful as this year closes for a wonderful family and the faithfulness of God, both of which I do not deserve. I am happy to know that God is still alive in our home. It is a real blessing.

Excuses, Excuses . . . (18)

Okay, so I forgot about the 31 challenge, so tonight before I fly back to school, I will blog. No I have not packed or done anything. I am blogging. Please excuse any typos. This is high speed blogging