This is not my real blog

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peekaboo

2008-07-05T21:39:00.003-06:00

This is for the real blog...

This is just a trial run thing I'm doing to get pictures on my wordpress blog...

2007-08-11T10:09:00.001-06:00

The time has come

2007-01-29T16:57:00.000-06:00

I'm now switching for real. Bear with me though, it might be a few days before I post again...here's the link:

jessicagliserman.wordpress.com

2007-01-28T06:57:00.000-06:00

I'm seriously contemplating a switch from Blogger to Wordpress. It looks better, works better. lets you use your own pictures...so sometime in the near future I'll be moving. I'm still going to update this one for a while though, until I can figure out how to transfer posts.

My time "on the wall"

2007-01-26T18:55:00.000-06:00

My schedule (and a ton of other people's) is about to change, a lot. I mean, I'll still be getting up ridiculously early and all that, but the nature of what I'll be doing is shifting. I think that this has been my favorite schedule yet, in terms of how it flows throughout the day. I've gone to bed nearly every night looking forward to what I get to do the next day. (sometimes I'm not so enthusiastic a few hours later at 4:45am, but we won't get into that right now). I'm excited about the chance to serve in different areas and hear new teams, but it's still somewhat sad. I don't know if it's good to have favorites, but...right now, for instance...

The Sunday 8am: the prayer room is delightfully empty, the music's nice and laid back, perfect for think-praying...I know this sounds odd, but most of my more profound blog material comes out of whatever I'm meditating on during this set. Plus it's cool to have two hours in the prayer room before heading to FCF...
Sunday 4pm: One of my favorite intercessions. I do powerpoint for this one. It's good because it keeps me from wasting away those lazy Sunday afternoons...
Monday 6am & 8am: My only real, full day on prayer team. I powerpoint the 6am, which is great because I actually engage better doing that than I do just being in the room. And the 8am has long been one of my favorites...back when Rose used to prayer lead it was my absolute favorite PR time every week. It's kind of a crunch with school, but it's awesome to go into the day with four solid hours of prayer and study behind you.
Tuesday 6am: For some reason I'm always unusually sleepy during this set. Every week without fail I yawn a crazy amount of times, and almost fall asleep somewhere in there. And that forces me to get up and pace and pray in tongues till I'm half awake again, which isn't a bad thing at all.
Tuesday 4pm & 6pm: To be honest, I don't like going to the 4pm. I just do it because I have to. Hopefully that'll change someday, but for now I'm not wild about it. When I subbed a couple weeks on powerpoint for that set, things improved a lot-- I was way more engaged. I'm starting to wonder if my spot in the corner just isn't the place to be for an intercession...The 6pm is by far the highlight of my Tuesday. When I switched from evenings to mornings I begged Matt and Cory to let me keep one set with them, and I'm so glad I did.
Thursday 6am: Another powerpoint set with Grace and Justin. I love this one because it's like a miniature devo for the first half-hour. There's hardly anyone in the room anyway, so Justin just sort of launches...I love it. This team has really grown on me and I'll be sad when they disband.
Saturday 8am: No really, this one's my favorite. I'm a sucker for solo devo's and obviously since there's no school on Saturdays, I don't feel so pushed for time. Sometimes I come early to catch Ron's set (another good one) or stay late for the 10am. This set won't change with the new schedule, thankfully.

We definitely have a trend here...

2007-01-24T18:47:00.000-06:00

Snowgirl!!!

2007-01-22T18:13:00.000-06:00

In progress...

Evaluation...

Finished product...

Close-up (we had a few problems...my advice: don't use MnMs for a mouth)

Chief architect with the finished product...

Jesus and the masses

2007-01-21T08:30:00.001-06:00

It started with a random reading of the gospel of Luke. I picked it up in the prayer room maybe a week ago with the intention of reading it straight through, just for fun. But then details like this started catching my eye...

“So it was, that when Jesus returned, that the multitude welcomed Him, for they were all waiting for Him…” Luke 8
“And it happened, as He was alone praying, that His disciples joined Him, and He asked them, saying…” Luke 9
“And the whole city was gathered together at the door…Now in the morning, having risen a long while before daylight, He went out and departed to a solitary place; and there He prayed. And Simon and those who were with Him searched for Him. When they had found Him, they said to Him, ‘Everyone is looking for You.’” Mark 1

Looking at these verses through my natural grid (as an introvert who thrives on solitude), I was like…whoa…And suddenly I am really intrigued with Jesus’ relationship with the masses, with His responses and interaction with them. Needless to say, I’m still not through Luke yet =D. Here are a few more for good measure:

“From there He arose and went to the region of Tyre and Sidon. And He
entered a house and wanted no one to know it, but He could not be hidden, for a woman whose daughter had an unclean spirit heard about Him…” Mark 7
“When the sun was setting, all those who had any who were sick with various diseases brought them to Him; and He laid His hands on every one of them and healed them….Now when it was day, He departed and went into a deserted place. And the crowd sought Him and came to Him, and tried to keep Him from leaving them…” Luke 4
And check this one out--
“Then He took them and went aside privately into a deserted place belonging to the city of Bethsaida. But when the multitudes knew it, they followed Him; and He received them and spoke to them about the kingdom of God, and healed those who had need of healing.” Luke 9
He then went on to feed them all. Craziness.
I’ve been chewing on these for a little while now, and I am amazed at how ridiculously well Jesus responded. I mean really-- how would you like to have your quiet time interrupted nearly every time you try to pray?! And not just by one person, but by hundreds or thousands. And not for ten minutes or an hour, but for hours and hours and hours. And to make it worse, they aren’t coming to give you something or to benefit you in any way. They all either want to touch you or for you to touch them. No matter where you go, there are always crowds of people following you around. How is one supposed to handle that?

Jesus walked it out so well that now I’m walking around under perpetual conviction, and stuck wondering…How in the world do you get there? How long does it take for one to have that kind of groundedness in eternal things?

You extroverts out there might not know what I’m talking about, but as one who can hardly handle a five-minute, 1-person intrusion on my alone time, as one who is, in light of all the changes on the base, daily suppressing urges to run away to some itty bitty HOP, this concept is borderline revolutionary. As Corey Russell would say, it’s “in your business.” =D

More thoughts on this later....

2007-01-20T18:32:00.000-06:00

Just beyond our backyard in Tennessee. May 2005

Favorite smells

2007-01-17T10:00:00.000-06:00

Cool damp pristine forest (doesn't exist in the KC vicinity, unfortunately)
A really old hardcover book, published pre-1960s-- they always have that sort of aged, musty, "wise" kind of smell...
Honeysuckle carried on a warm summer evening breeze. It's amazing.
Fresh-cut grass
Horse. Nothin' else like it =D
Nail polish and gasoline...I know, it's bad to smell it too much....but it's awfully yummy...

Ah...summer...

2007-01-16T08:45:00.000-06:00

Ponderations, meditations and observations on the 5th trumpet

2007-01-14T18:55:00.000-06:00

"Then the fifth angel sounded: And I saw a star fallen from heaven to the earth. To him was given the key to the bottomless pit. 2 And he opened the bottomless pit, and smoke arose out of the pit like the smoke of a great furnace. So the sun and the air were darkened because of the smoke of the pit."

And who has that key now?
Are we talking about a literal key here? Can demons really be held back by a locked door?
How large of an area will the smoke cover?
Are we to understand, then, that there is-- and has been for a very long time-- a literal pit full of locusts?
Geographically, where is the pit? I think it's interesting to think about where they would hit first-- Babylon? Jerusalem? Egypt?
How far will they spread? That's some major ocean-crossing, if they're planning on tormenting all the continents...

"3 Then out of the smoke locusts came upon the earth. And to them was given power, as the scorpions of the earth have power. 4 They were commanded not to harm the grass of the earth, or any green thing, or any tree, but only those men who do not have the seal of God on their foreheads. 5 And they were not given authority to kill them, but to torment them for five months. Their torment was like the torment of a scorpion when it strikes a man. 6 In those days men will seek death and will not find it; they will desire to die, and death will flee from them."

Will they be really loud-- will we hear them before we see them?
Is there even anything green left for them to harm? I mean, this is the fifth trumpet. 1/3 of the green stuff is already gone, then the water went, then the sun went. Not a happy situation for the earth's vegetation.
Will all people be kept from death, or only those stung? (I'm leaning towards only the stung ones-- it's not like martyrdom will just come to a complete standstill).
If someone is stung at, say, the two-month mark, will the pain go away in three months when the locusts leave, or will it stick around for a full five months?
This judgment targets both the reprobate and the resistors....anyone without the seal of God (unless it's a different kind of seal).
Can anyone harm the locusts? Will anyone try?
How many will there be? They come "out" of the smoke. Almost like the cloud of smoke turns into a cloud of locusts. A bunch.
Assuming that these are demon locusts, will they respond like your average demon? Will they go away when believers tell them to? Even if they can't hurt us, will they carry that "demonic presence"? Will they be able to touch the cities of refuge?
Will people come up with theories to explain these things? Or will they immediately blame it on God?
Will people try to appease the locusts themselves (instead of turning to the Lord)? It seems like this would be a good opportunity for repentance-- they're all suffering and they're all barred from death. Either that, or it will make them madder, and martyrdom will go up.
Will people fake conversion to Christianity for the sake of relief? (because, remember, they want to die)

"7 The shape of the locusts was like horses prepared for battle. On their heads were crowns of something like gold, and their faces were like the faces of men. 8 They had hair like women's hair, and their teeth were like lions' teeth. 9 And they had breastplates like breastplates of iron, and the sound of their wings was like the sound of chariots with many horses running into battle. 10 They had tails like scorpions, and there were stings in their tails. Their power was to hurt men five months. 11 And they had as king over them the angel of the bottomless pit, whose name in Hebrew is Abaddon, but in Greek he has the name Apollyon."

Why judge the earth through locusts like horses and scorpions with lions teeth and human heads? Is there even anything locusty about them?
Will they be like natural locusts with natural limitations, or will it be more like "spirit locust"? ie, can they fly at high altitudes, go underwater, see in the dark, etc?
Will people try to take their crowns for gold? Haha
How big will they be? Are we talking about your average little shrimpy grasshopper, or something much bigger?
Will Antichrist have any power over them?
Who is Abbadon, and is he the only one, besides God, that can control these guys?
How will animals react?
Do the locusts have to eat? If they do, they're obviously not herbivores.
Can/will they communicate or say anything at all?
How will they exit the scene?

Obviously most of these can't be answered...but it's interesting to think about just the same...

I just thought I'd try to act like all the department heads on the Base and write the whole message in a big run-on sentance in the title...haha...

2007-01-12T18:56:00.000-06:00

2007-01-11T22:51:00.000-06:00

For the sake of staying regular in my posting:

Geographic Geekdom

2007-01-10T06:09:00.000-06:00

Signs that you’re spending way too much time with your atlas:

You have dreams about a military attack based from the island of Mauritius that encircled Australia and then went on to Greenland; or about living in Sarajevo, Bosnia; or about being in an Australian city where they spoke Korean; or an Egyptian-like religion stemming from an archipelago off the coast of Panama (funny how information gets all muddled in dreams =D).
You meet a someone who says they’re from the town of Bozeman, Montana, and you know the exact place they’re talking about
Your extended family refuses to play the “country game” with you anymore, because they never win
Your atlas is the only present you can remember getting last Christmas
At age 13 you could write out, in alphabetical order, from memory, all the countries in Africa, and later on the entire world (that one's particularly embarrassing-- I actually spent hours of my precious, pre-move prayer room time filling pages and pages full of lists of African nations in my journal. Dork...).

Sometimes I can't help but wonder what in the world I am going to be doing later on, and what exactly the purpose would be in me liking something so bizarre....*shakes head*. I am truly mystified.

I love you, old prayer room!

2007-01-08T12:06:00.001-06:00

IHOP is in for humongous change....the new stage is the least of it....*huge sigh*.....

Me!

2007-01-06T13:35:00.000-06:00

Random picture of the day

2007-01-05T12:19:00.000-06:00

Me and Susannah, testing grapes at the city market. As you can see, they were a little sour =D.

It's working! It's working! It's working!!!!

2007-01-04T16:38:00.000-06:00

So…a few nights ago I was alone in my room, fellowshipping with the Holy Spirit (or something to that effect), and having a great time too. I was, say, 20 minutes into it, and planning on keeping it up for at least another 45. I was getting tons of revelation on stuff, and for once I was actually feeling somewhat tenderized to what the Lord was saying. To top it all off, there was new music playing in the laptop and I was typing up all that nice revelation as it came. It was the best quiet time I’d had in quite awhile.

And then Emily knocked on the door.

Just so you know, I absolutely dread intrusions. Generally someone is asking something of me after I’ve made it clear I just want to be left alone, and generally I’m unreasonably reluctant to give in to their demands. Sometimes they’re just dropping in to say hi, but whatever the reason, interruptions of that nature tend to be the end of a decent prayer time. I rarely can get back in the “flow” of things afterwards. I almost always say something or think something not-so-nice, and wind up sinning in some way. And if I don’t actually sin, then I’m highly annoyed and on the verge of it anyway. It’s really a bummer…and it’s all my fault too.

I particularly was dreading a visit from Emily, because she seems to innately know when I’m having an amazing time with Jesus and the computer, and comes to take it away from me. It’s nearly tradition =D. I really should know better than to expect a night without interruptions. But anyways, the situation repeats itself over and over again. She asks, in a slightly demanding tone, I refuse, she asks again, I refuse more firmly and defend my own rights, something along the lines of-- “I had it first and who do you think you are to just walk in and take it?” or worse "I'm using this to get grounded in the knowledge of God and all you're going to do is watch a movie"-- And of course because I’m always the right one *sarcasm*, she gets mad and stomps off and…I win. Yes, I just totally quenched the Spirit, but I won and it’s all her fault for messing with my prayer life, right?

That, in summary, is how it went every time, at least until a couple weeks ago. On that occasion I was again fellowshipping with the Spirit. We said the same things, did the same things, but afterwards I was so convicted that I gave her the laptop after five minutes. I couldn’t take it anymore. It’s a horrible feeling, to overstep the line, to fight too hard for something, and in the process lose what you were originally wanting. So, that was progress, even though I felt terrible and couldn't see it at the time.

But to get back on track....This time our first words were again the same. I allowed myself a flat “No”, hoping maybe she would give up. The sting of the previous encounter was still very fresh in my memory and the sweetness of my prayer time was still lingering, and the combination of the two finally had some impact on my words =D. I literally could not go any farther than that first "no" because it was like an inward shift of values had just taken place, and suddenly absolutely nothing was worth more to me than keeping the communion going on the inside...that was a good feeling. What was even better was knowing that a week, a month, even the day before (in this case, especially the day before), I would've "fleshed out" and gone the other way with things.

As I'm bringing this to its climax I'm realizing that it probably sounds really silly....and several times I almost didn't post it because it seemed kinda stupid....like who else in the world struggles with interruptions to their quiet time? Everyone else is out there having power encounters and I'm over here...learning to keep my mouth shut??? But really, it was extremely encouraging to me-- it's awesome to have specific situations, no matter how small, to be able to pinpoint and say, "See? It works! Three months ago you wouldn't have even thought of doing that!" So I just thought I'd share it anyway....even though I still feel stupid... keep fellowshipping with the Spirit ya'll =D.

Bet you'll never guess what road this is...

2007-01-04T14:26:00.000-06:00

2007-01-03T16:58:00.000-06:00

I decided to take Corey's class.

I love Wes' teaching style, I love the brain stuff, I love end-times, and I still plan on taking that class at some point. But right now I think I need a good dose of Corey's message....so I'm excited =D.

Seminar Room A

2007-01-01T15:45:00.000-06:00

I wound up with a lot of extra time on my hands during the conference, and on one occasion I had an excuse to get into a seminar room early. It was empty, and I was there, and the camera was there, and...I guess I got a little carried away....but here are the results, in a very jumbled, unorderly fashion:

2007

2007-01-01T15:06:00.000-06:00

I don't have a whole lot to say about it....except that I'm very glad Onething is over, very happy to be getting back to the normal routine, and very freaked out at how fast time flies.

There you have it. Happy New Year guys.

Choices, choices...

2006-12-28T09:55:00.000-06:00

I get one FSM class this spring, and I've got it narrowed down to five:

Zechariah w/Wes Hall (module 1)
Biblical Models of the Forerunner Ministry w/Corey (module 2)
Romans w/Matt Candler (module 3)
Dreams and Visions w/Eddie B (also module 3)
Daniel w/Allen (module 4)

First or second module would probably be better than third or fourth, but those classes sound really good! Suggestions, anyone?

I'm ready for spring

2006-12-26T15:17:00.000-06:00

Seriously, I don't think I've ever really gotten warm since I stepped out the front door this morning....and it's only December....ehh....

Christmas Eve, 2004

2006-12-23T12:18:00.000-06:00

2006-12-22T06:20:00.000-06:00

So, for a while now I’ve studied the Day of the Lord theme throughout the Bible, and I seem to be having a bit of a conflict with the timing of it all . I'm focusing mainly on the braod Day of the Lord. So...

The main timing indicator verses (that I know of) are:

Joel 2--
30 "And I will show wonders in the heavens and in the earth:
Blood and fire and pillars of smoke.
31 The sun shall be turned into darkness,
And the moon into blood
Before the coming of the great and awesome day of the Lord.

1 Thess 5--
2 For you yourselves know perfectly that the day of the Lord so comes as a thief in the night. 3 For when they say, "Peace and safety!" then sudden destruction comes upon them, as labor pains upon a pregnant woman. And they shall not escape.

Revelation 6--
12 I looked when He opened the sixth seal, and behold, there was a great earthquake; and the sun became black as sackcloth of hair, and the moon became like blood... 15 And the kings of the earth, the great men, the rich men, the commanders, the mighty men, every slave and every free man, hid themselves in the caves and in the rocks of the mountains, 16 and said to the mountains and rocks, "Fall on us and hide us from the face of Him who sits on the throne and from the wrath of the Lamb! 17 For the great day of His wrath has come, and who is able to stand?"

Mike places the starting point at the 3 ½ year mark, along with the releasing of the first seal. I’m not so sure about this, because as far as I know, the DOTL is never equated with the Great Tribulation in the NT. They aren’t two names for the same thing. Great Tribulation seems to be, in a nutshell, heightened trouble for everyone, whereas the DOTL has a very specific purpose in the heart of God. And I’m not convinced that the first seal is going to break the period of false peace (but it might—I may change my mind later). On the other hand, the peace and safety verse does make a lot of sense with this theory. It goes very well with the “as in the days of Noah” reality. It really does work, until you throw in the other passages.

The other option that I can see as far as starting points go would be the sixth seal. This goes perfectly with Joel 2 and Rev 6. Another awesome thing to note, if indeed this theory is right, is that the DOTL is brought on by the fifth seal:

9 When He opened the fifth seal, I saw under the altar the souls of those who had been slain for the word of God and for the testimony which they held. 10 And they cried with a loud voice, saying, "How long, O Lord, holy and true, until You judge and avenge our blood on those who dwell on the earth?"

You'll love the idea (and Jesus) even more after reading Psalm 18 =D. But anyway, to get off the bunny trail, even though I personally like this theory a lot, it doesn't really line up with 1 Thess 5 and the whole "days of Noah" thing. You have to seriously stretch the passage to assume that the world will be saying "peace and safety" at the time of the fourth seal, or even the second and third.

I don't know if any of that made any sense to anyone but me, but basically I have no conclusion. I still have plenty of study and think-pray time to do, and the book of Daniel to explore, but for the moment I just really want to know how it's all going to work! So...thoughts, suggestions, verses, theories? Anyone?

Oh yes...

2006-12-19T11:42:00.000-06:00

As of today, I am officially a junior in high school. I am somewhere between a year and a year and a half away from graduating. Mwahahaha....=D

And to make things even better, I'm also on Christmas break for two whole weeks!!!

Interesting quotes

2006-12-18T16:30:00.000-06:00

I've been writing a paper on the Holocaust, and even though I've researched it plenty before, I keep finding stuff I don't remember seeing. A few quotes for your ponderation and eschatolization =D (no but really, these are some sobering statements)...

"Anti-Semitism is exactly the same as delousing. Getting rid of lice is not a question of ideology. It is a matter of cleanliness."

--Speech by Reichsfuehrer-SS Himmler at Kharkow April 1943

"...every German down to the last man will, with heart and hand, join the ranks of those whose aim is to crush the head of the serpent Pan-Juda beneath their heels. He who helps to bring this about helps to eliminate the devil. And this devil is the Jew."

-- Leading article by Julius Streicher from "Der Stürmer" No.39, September 1936
As if that's not enough....
"[Streicher] told the little ones about the terrible times after the war, when the Devil dominated mankind. "Do you know who the Devil is?" he asked his breathlessly listening audience. "The Jew, the Jew," resounded from a thousand
children's voices."

-- Report of Streicher's address to 2,000 children at Nuernberg,
Christmas 1936, from Fraenkische Tegeszeitung, 22nd December 1936

"Boys and girls, look back to a little more than 10 years ago. A great war had...left in the end a heap of ruins. Only one people remained victorious in this dreadful war, a people of whom Christ said its father is the devil. That people had ruined the German nation in body and soul. Then Adolf Hitler, unknown to anybody, arose from among the people and became the voice which called to a holy war and battle. He cried to the people for everybody to take courage again and to rise and get a helping hand to take the devil from the German people, so that the human race might be free again from these people that have wandered about the world for centuries and millennia, marked with the sign of Cain.
"Boys and girls, even if they say that the Jews were once the chosen people, do not believe it, but believe us when we say that the Jews are not a chosen people. Because it cannot be that a chosen people should act among the peoples as the Jews do today."
--Streicher's speech to the Hitler Youth on the "Holy Mountain" near Nurnberg on 22 June 1935

It's kind of strange, for me personally, to think that this sort of thinking is coming again, maybe in our lifetime...but I guess in some nations it's already here...

My first optical illusion

2006-12-14T09:43:00.000-06:00

If you look at it long enough, it's very hard to tell whether the footprints are in the ground or on top of the ground...

2006-12-10T08:26:00.000-06:00

A couple weeks ago I read The Hiding Place for school. I wasn't particularly excited about it- I guess it's because of my pet peeve about overquoted, over-referenced books. I'm not sure. But anyways, I picked it up, trudged through the first few chapters (which were very slow), and eventually hit a turning point.

My point of conviction came about 3/4 of the way through the book. Corrie and Betsie are spending their first night at the concentration camp in an overcrowded, filthy, flea-infested barracks. They're praying, thanking God for each annoyance, inconvenience and opportunity. And then Betsie gets to the fleas. Corrie refuses point-blank to be thankful for fleas, and by this time I'm almost agreeing with her. I even had the fleeting thought, "Betsie, you've gone over the edge. Just chill out. You don't need to thank Jesus for the fleas. Just thank Him that He's dedicated to fashioning you into His likeness, and leave it at that."

Turns out that because of the fleas (and only because of the fleas), the guards never entered the barracks at all. Corrie and Betsie were able to hold nightly prayer meetings without ever coming close to being caught.

Not only was I a tad bit embarrassed, but it started me think-praying (or whatever it is I do)...and asking a lot of questions: Should I be that specific in giving thanks all the time? I've always understood "give thanks in all circumstances" to mean that our attitude is to be one of gratefulness towards the Lord in all situations, because of who He is, not necessarily because we are actually thankful for all the nitty-gritty details...I don't think I've reached a solid conclusion yet. So, I'm still in the process of assembling all my thoughts, but if anyone has any of their own to add, then go for it =D.

Did you know...

2006-12-09T19:26:00.000-06:00

...that cactus (cacti? cactuses? cacteese?) grow in Florida??! I honestly had no clue, until I almost stepped on this one.

I just thought you guys might like to know that. More meaningful posts coming soon.

Would somebody please clean the sound booth?!

2006-12-09T06:46:00.000-06:00

I don't even want to know how long it's been since someone dusted....

Pomegranate

2006-12-01T18:26:00.000-06:00

I have discovered a new fruit. It's like eating gorgeous little gems full of juice...except for the seeds. I have to spit the seeds out. But really, besides that...pomegranate is awesome. And apparently it's really good for you (that's what I've been told anyway). And it's so fun to look at...yum...

Just kidding...

2006-11-30T15:48:00.000-06:00

These are really my favorites.

2006-11-30T13:08:00.000-06:00

These are a few of my favorites from the trip. I don't have a lot of time now, but I'll post more later...

I have a random question...

2006-11-28T22:31:00.000-06:00

Do you guys think while you pray (in the devotional sense) and pray while you think? I've been realizing lately that I use those two words almost interchangeably. I can't think about anything of substance without conversing with God about it, nor can I pray for more than ten seconds without giving some serious thought to whatever it is I'm praying about. Like I said, very random, but I just made this discovery about myself and I find it interesting...

It is 12:45am...

2006-11-26T23:53:00.000-06:00

...and guess what I'm doing.

I'm helping my friend Anna write a tribute to WW2 veterans, that happens to be due in the morning. We are insanely tired and writing all kinds of crazy things (this is an excellent sampling right here): I am the chiefest editor of them all!!! Mwahahahahaha!!!! (There you have it. We're nuts. Dork is I.)

Yep. I really need to go to bed.

AirSoft

2006-11-26T10:04:00.000-06:00

Emily and I had an interesting introduction to the realm of sort-of-fake BB guns this past week. My cousin David spent all his birthday money on four Airsoft guns and over 10,000 neon green BBs, and immediately challenged me to a first-thing-in-the-morning target competition. For some reason that never happened; once the other boy cousins arrived they launched a midnight battle with each other as the targets. From then on we were all halfway scared to go outside (those things sting, even if they are just plastic). Em and I were the official ammo reloaders for awhile, until she found this little part that technically belonged in one of the guns, but could shoot on its own as well. We wound up sneaking out to the van with it, and randomly shooting out the window (not hitting anyone, of course). It was hilarious. They were so confused. David said it must've been a "freak", Eowin (pronounce it U-in) was convinced that we were split up and hiding somewhere along the sides of the house, and Devon, who knew all about it, almost burst out laughing when he had to help them look. It took them probably a full ten minutes to find us. Thankfully they weren't too mad...although I would've gotten shot for it if David's gun hadn't malfunctioned. Even still, I would do it again...it was so funny.

Another thing they found equally amusing was our absolute ignorance when it comes to any form of firearms (even fake ones). I think I had to ask them two or three times how to cock a gun, and it took Emily a really long time (not even gonna say how long) to figure out how to reload one. We knew nothing-- I mean nothing. David, however, was very happy to teach us and VERY proud that he finally talked us into joining the battle...I'm not sure I would do that again though.

It's moments like these when you can tell that I definitely don't have any brothers.

Live from Knoxville

2006-11-25T10:58:00.000-06:00

I miss the prayer room a lot...

After spending two rather intense days with our unsaved family members, I listened to Corey's cd all the way to the Georgia border and then read half of Rees Howells: Intercessor in one sitting. I felt better after that, but now I miss the prayer room...

Live from Florida

2006-11-21T07:12:00.000-06:00

Yesterday we took a day trip to St. Augustine. It was so much fun; the weather was perfect, and the beach was empty, minus a humongous flock of seagulls. And I got lots of good pictures =D.

There were tons of starfish along the shore. We threw most back in and kept two (but we'll see how long that lasts-- last I heard they were starting to stink).

Me and Emily, giddy with excitement at FINALLY being on the beach...

After the ocean, we walked around downtown. St. Augustine is very very very photogenic =D. There were zillions of awesome doors like this one.

Maybe when I get home I can play around with them, turn some black-and-white, and post them all together. But not today, unless I want to be here for another three hours. My grandpa has dial-up internet...enough said.

Wahoo

2006-11-15T08:55:00.000-06:00

In a couple days I'll be off to my grandparent's house in Florida...fun fun fun =D. It's flatter than Missouri (believe it or not), but actually...I don't mind all that much, because it's basically empty.

We always have big bonfires, especially on Thanksgiving night...and plenty of time relax. It's always a blast.

After Florida, it's back up to Tennessee for a wedding (<-- Emily and Andrew, future FMA instructors). We'll also get to spend time with friends, and best of all: hiking....=D.

"We're patekillers"

2006-11-03T15:42:00.000-06:00

I believe the intended word was "caterpillars", but, being only five years old, it came out a little different...=D.

I MISS THE MOUNTAINS!!!

2006-06-28T20:52:00.000-06:00

Seriously.

2006-06-22T19:19:00.000-06:00

That was me this morning, minus the pool and the sunshine.

This is where I want to be...

...After I spend some time with this...

...And this...

Truth be told, I really was only in the mood to figure out how to post pointless pictures.

Someone must've read my blog...

2006-06-22T18:59:00.000-06:00

...Because the parking lot is fixed!!!! There are still a few puddles anyway, but hey, no one's getting wet up to their knees anymore. I'm happy =D.

Hehe

2006-06-18T08:15:00.000-06:00

You know that verse that goes something like, "Cast your cares upon the Lord, for he cares for you"? I don't have the reference (or time to find it) at the moment, but it's something like that. Anyway, I've always sort of passed over that verse, because something about it ticked me off. It's overused, quoted way out of proportion to the rest of the Bible, and seems to be promoting the whole "Jesus is my homeboy" trend. Not cool. Very un-forerunner-ish.

So of all verses for the Holy Spirit to bring to my attention, guess which one He chooses...Hehe. In the end I had to humble myself a bit and admit that it really applies to me, although I will say that if the Western church actually stopped and meditated on it for a little while, they might not like that passage so much after all-- God might as well be suggesting that we jump off a cliff. For real.

I guess I'm on the journey of discovering that there aren't any un-forerunner-ish verses in the Bible at all...and I have no right to be proud of my knowledge of the ones that come on rather strongly. Who knows what kind of embarrassing passage I'll stumble upon next...

Photo manipulation...for real

2006-05-09T17:03:00.000-06:00

So, this morning I had one of those dorky (yet brilliant) ideas, the kind that only come to you when you're really bored and anything irritates you. Today the inspiration stemmed from four and a half hours of sleep combined with a 6am set and lots of puddles in the parking lot. I decided...*drumroll*... to take some artistic photographs using the puddles (more like ponds) created in the IHOP parking lots every time it rains, and then publish them in the Partner's Journal. It would probably help get the hint across if we called it "prophetic art" as well...

The point being, obviously, that we intercessory missionaries risk drowning every time we go into the prayer room to take our place on the wall, and it's time for the ones that God has called to be Joseph's and blessed with finances to decide exactly what kind of foundation the House of Prayer is going to be built on...because before long it'll disintegrate into sand.

I'm both exaggerating and joking =D (mostly), but this is getting waaaaay too cheesy, even for me, so it's time for this post to come to an end before I get completely carried away. Thank goodness no one knows this blog even exists...

I'm kinda confused right now

2006-04-13T17:52:00.000-06:00

I've never done anything like this before, so it'll be interesting....

And what's even funnier is, at this point, nobody knows I have a blog, so whatever I say is just going to get lost in cyberspace. Oh well.

Now to figure out how to post pictures...

Just an experiment...

2006-04-12T20:27:00.000-06:00