HOW.

HOW DO I EVER HAVE TIME TO BLOG???

things my mom says...

I could create a blog devoted only to things my mom says.

This morning I folded a scarf and put it on my head, like this...
Mom: "Well aren't you a fashion plate!"
Dad: "What does that mean?"
Mom: "She's a plate of fashion! Yum! Serve it up!"



I'm off to take Sammy for a walk and stop at some garage sales around the neighborhood.

Happy Saturday!

loving

It's not difficult for me to love my ("my") students. Each one of those 4th graders is funny, adorable, or both. They are full of life and ideas and stories to tell me. Sometimes I get caught off guard by how deep this love for them is growing, and I know it is only because of Jesus. I want to love these kids more intentionally. I want to never cease praying for them, even and especially when I'm walking around the classroom while they are doing independent work. We have a "moment of silence" after the pledge of allegiance everyday and you better believe my heart is not silent for those few seconds. They are all so precious and my heart's desire is that Jesus would draw each of them to Himself. Lord draw them close to you!

Here's some Gungor:

death by music

Priscilla Ahn is killing me. Like musical daggers straight to my heart.



Also, Lisa Hannigan.

little ditty

I really love Fionn Regan, especially his song, "Be Good or Be Gone." His music has a way of speaking to my soul. His lyrics are so raw and real.

When I really really love a song, I have the urge to sing it myself. So here is my feeble attempt...(using photobooth. ha.)

really.

I could really use some silly putty right now. My hands are itching for it.

Oh, and here is this:

dreams are infused with distinct feelings

I was just jolted awake from a terrible nightmare. One of the scariest I can remember experiencing. And I want to try to describe to you this bad dream before going back to sleep (and hopefully to better dreams)...

I was tired and driving at night on a highway in some rural part of the country. Then all of the sudden I realized two things; my headlights weren't working and the cars in both lanes in front of me were coming to an insanely hard stop and I didn't think there was anyway I could stop in time to avoid slamming into these cars. But somehow I did stop in time. But then for some reason, the cars in front of me started driving again, and so did I. FAST. And without my headlights. My heart started racing, as it should have been because I was driving 80 miles/hour WITHOUT HEADLIGHTS.

Then, my car shot right off of the edge of a cliff. Somehow I realized that A) there had been a bridge that used to be there and B) I was going to die in a few seconds when my car and I would fatefully meet the water below. I was free falling to my death. After about 2 seconds of sheer terror, I attempted to reel my emotions back in and come to a kind of peace. I was going to die and that was ok. But I wasn't actually ok with it. Then I died and woke up in the same instant. My heart is still recovering.

There you have it. The best way I know how to deal with these types of dreams is to record it, lift it up to my Lord in prayer, and ask Him to take my dreams captive.

I also have two songs stuck in my head that my brain is mashing up together. But I don't know what songs they are. Driving me crazy.