|
Frasergirl
|
read my profile
sign my guestbook
Name: Rebekah Anne
Gender: Female
Interests: Fiddle, Scottish Country Dance, Wycliffe Bible Translators, Theatre, Books, Celts, Christ
Expertise: Breathing, eating, sleeping, laughing, crying, screaming, whispering, hating, loving...
Occupation: Being human
Industry: Living
Message: message me
Website: visit my website
Member Since:
4/4/2006
|
|
| I'm having one of those days--I am wistful and slightly discontented. So I decided to make a list. (Did I mention that I love lists?) If I had a genie, I would wish for.... nightly jam sessions with large groups of fun people sunny days love the movie Once to be true bouquets of red roses loving parents for every child a visible God road trips across the US visits from all my far-away friends song-writing skills the ability to write a novel (or at least good poetry) a bluegrass band to play with ..... and all my unspoken wishes..... may they come true too. What do you wish for? | | |
| We have a lot of time to talk in the office because there is almost no work. This morning, we talked about Christmas traditions. Here are some of mine: *We three girls perform Christmas songs for my parents on Christmas Eve.
*We girls have started to sing "The 12 Days of Christmas" as part of the performance.... with the motions. 
*After our performance, my dad reads the Christmas story out of Luke.
*Everyone gets to open one present Christmas Eve, the rest Christmas morning.
*After every gift is opened, the receiver hugs the giver.... which sometimes made for a long gift-opening time.
*We all have to enter the living room at the same time--no running ahead to open your stocking first.
*Dad makes waffles or french toast for breakfast.
*We listen to Christmas music while opening presents. I look forward to performing with my sisters, although I always get stuck with acting out the partridge in a pear tree. What are some of your family traditions?
| | |
| I am very pleased that the electronic publication of my personal life happenings provides entertainment for Ali. So I'm blogging again. Very little is happening here. So little, in fact, that I am knitting. Yes, I am frickin' knitting! *Sigh* So, my coworker copied a list for me a few weeks ago--"101 Ways to Cope with Stress." And since we're all stressed with Christmas and finances, here are a few: *Get up earlier (this doesn't usually help me)
*Breath slowly
*Whistle a tune
*Say hello to a stranger
*Take a bubble bath
*Don't know all the answers
*Write it down
*Pet a dog or a cat In other news: I go home in a week! I'll be there until New Year's Day. I hope I don't end up spending New Year's Eve with my parents, like I do every year..... pretty lame, I know. So, last night, I went to Fred Meyer. You would have thought World War III was coming. Everyone was stocking up for the "Arctic Blast" or, as I like to call it, the "White Wall O' Death." Whole shelves of tuna were gone, the canned soup section was thrashed, and the baking aisle, specifically the chocolate chips section, was cleared out. Apparently people plan on baking a lot of cookies while stuck at home. I shopped as quickly as possible to escape the madness. Perhaps we should be more concerned about the shopping madness than the "White Wall O' Death." | | |
| I'm not sure if the title of this blog is even a word, but I decided to use it any way. Lately, I've been fascinated by phrases--simple ones. Phrases like, "she decided that he was simply too excessive," stick in my head for days. Sometimes I think that I should write a book to get them all out, but self-discipline is not high on my list of strengths at the moment. Needless to say, I don't expect to write one anytime soon. I haven't blogged in quite a while. This was pointed up by my roommate, Allison, when she asked for my blog url and then exclaimed, "Bekah, you haven't written a blog since March!" At which point, I hung my head in shame. I suppose I could blame working full time and/or school; however, she does both, so those are out the window. I guess I just don't find my personal life that interesting and so do not inflict electronic descriptions of it on others. I do like to blog lists of my favorite things.... *Dutch Bros. coffee!
*throwing snowballs at my roommates (and Rob, Ali's boyfriend)
*apple pie waffle at the Waffle Window on Hawthorne
*my new house--it's cozy!
*our tree
*watching Christmas movies
*view of downtown Portland from the Markham bridge
*Chapel Pub on Killingsworth
*Christmas songs--especially "Babe in the Straw"
*coffee in general (I think it's telling that I have coffee on this list twice... I'm obviously addicted)
*Alberta Street in the snow
*dancing Every year, I pick a Christmas verse. Heather Thomas preached on John 1:14 last Sunday. "And the Word became flesh, and dwelt among us, and we saw His glory, glory as of the only begotten from the Father, full of grace and truth." | | |
| I got one this past week. (a lightning bolt, that is) I was pondering an issue in my life.... and the Lord practically finished one of my thoughts... Boom!--light flooded in. I understood. You know that feeling that the Lord has been leading you to a place for a long time, and you just didn't see it? (Sorry--weird sentence.) It's humbling and awe-inspiring. ....And He is faithful to finish the good work He has begun in us.... Wow. It reminds me of the lyrics to a song we sing at Imago: A thousand times I've failed,
Still Your mercy remains;
The art of losing myself
And giving You praise. Everlasting--
Your light will shine when all else fails
Everlasting--
Your glory goes beyond all shame
And the cry of my heart is to give You praise
From the inside out, Lord, my soul cries out
From the inside out, Lord my soul cries out. I think those are the right lyrics. He is so worthy of our trust.... | | |
|
