Pray

I was reading in Isaiah 55 this morning. During this time in our Nation's history in-the-making I thought that this chapter was especially helpful.

"Ho! Every one who thirsts, come to the waters;
And you who have no money come, buy and eat.
Come, buy wine and milk
Without money and without cost.
Why do you spend money for what is not bread,
And you wages for what does not satisfy?
Listen carefully to Me, and eat what is good,
And delight yourself in abundance.
....
For as the rain and the snow come down from heaven,
And do not return there without watering the earth
And making it bear and sprout,
And furnishing seed to the sower and bread to the eater;
So will My word be which goes forth from My mouth;
It will not return to Me empty,
Without accomplishing what I desire,
And without succeeding in the matter for which I send it." (Is. 55:1-2; 10-11)

Thank you, Lord, for supplying our very deepest need.

Roses

Got these for my roomate.

Making Lunches

Look what I found! This was in my red pepper!! hahaha

Church Parking Lot

Attending a place of worship here in Philadelphia is unlike anywhere I've been before (Except the time I went to McClain Bible). Though it only takes me 10 minutes to get to church, it takes me 15 to simply LEAVE the church parking lot. Once I'm out, there is merciless traffic on the road until I reach my stretch of road that will take me directly home. Inside the sanctuary, I cannot meet people across the room during the greeting unless I rent a private jet to get me there. Faces are nearly unrecognizable as my eyes reach the great span between me and the stage (this does not account for the fact that I don't really know anyone at this church).
Nevertheless, the sermon preached was intriguing, concerning John 20 where Jesus appears to Mary. We should seek Jesus as Mary did, early in the morning eager to do anything for her "Rabboni". Though she sought a dead Jesus, we seek a LIVING Jesus. So once the traffic fades and the people leave- seek Jesus.

Today...

Mettle- courage or spirit. Something I need apparently. Thank you Webster.

Blonde's tip of the week-

"Never, NEVER flush the toilet after taking a drug test until you are told to do so."
-The blonde, on taking a drug test for her new job.

The blonde goes running...

This morning I was feeling as if I needed to get out and exercise, so I went running. Did I completely FORGET that I HATE running? If I forgot, I rememberd real quick as I was pacing myself up a steep hill on Sunset Blvd. "Woah, I'm having a hard time breathing" I thought. "Am I supposed to feel like this"? There was no way I was going to continue running up that hill. "Who am I trying to impress"? I thought. As soon as my intuition kicked in and said "No one" I slowed down to a walk. Still trying to catch my breath, I finished the hill. Was there rejoicing? There may have been except I then realized that Sunset Blvd. did not connect as a block like the streets my VT home town. The dread of being lost came over me. *Sigh* "I'll just turn around" I thought. And so that's what I did. I made it home safely and drank lots of water to overcome the dehydration my brother said I had when I called him huffing and puffing. I'm fine now, but I learned a few lessons today- Lesson one: Don't RUN up the hill. Lesson two: Don't run dehydrated. Lesson three: Don't run in an area you don't know (unless you bring your GPS). And lesson four: Don't run.

Thanks for tuning in.

Puppy sitting...

My voice instructor asked a favor of me. She owns a puppy named Misty. So I need voice lessons and I'm out a job, right? So, natually, she says I can watch the pup in exchange for voice lessons! Woohoo! Here are some pictures of me and the pup. Didn't realize I'd actually have fun watching her.

My beginnings in Philly!

So I moved to North East Philadelphia on September 20th. I fought back the tears as I drove through the Green Mountain State. Leaving Vermont for the sixth time since my high school graduation was certainly the toughest time. Would I be back? Did I make the right choice in leaving? Was God REALLY calling me back to the greater Philadelphia area? I couldn't fight the tears much longer, but hid them behind my aviator shades I bought at the fair. My bro never noticed- he was asleep in the passenger seat.

In my adventures on the way to Philly, I not only saw hot air balloons in NY, but I picked apples, pears and grapes in my Grandparents back yard. Here are some pictures to prove that blondes really DO have more fun... even if they are fighting back tears of the inevitable.

Enjoy!

P.S. I made it alright to my destination :-) at least that's what my Tomtom said.