How marvelous.

February 28, 2010

Sorry for not posting anything in a loooooooooooooooooooooong time. My life has been so busy with homework, studying, and nightly rehearsals for the opera, The Merry Widow.  It brings a smile to my face to know that a week from now I’d be in the middle of the last performance! And an even bigger smile to know that I’d be forever done with the Opera/Musical Theater program! GOD IS GOOD!

As busy as these past weeks have been, I’ve been enjoying every minute and growing as well. I think today kind of summed up alot of the things God has been trying to show me through scripture and people. The conclusion is God’s amazing love.

I thought I had come to fully understand His love and the ways that He shows it, but clearly not.  These past weeks I’ve grown in the ways I love others through meeting them at their best recieved love languages (Service, Gifts, Quality Time, Touch, and Affirmation). In doing so, it’s made me realize and understand how so often Christ meets us where we are and loves us unconditionally.

Also, I’ve been challenged in realizing that I deserve love. To not just shrug it off or not truly meditate on words of love and actions of love. For some reason, so many of us Christians feel that we are unworthy of  the life we’ve been given. Which is true! Hahaha, but we shouldn’t dwell in it! We should be rejoicing and grateful of God’s grace and mercy; walking in joy that He loves us enough to have the life, friendships, families, etc that we’ve been given.

This morning during worship (which was completely centered around the love of Christ) I was reminded and nourished with beautiful lyrics from songs/hymns I had forgotten my love for:

How Deep The Father’s Love for Us

How deep the Father’s love for us,
How vast beyond all measure
That He should give His only Son
To make a wretch His treasure

How great the pain of searing loss,
The Father turns His face away
As wounds which mar the chosen One,
Bring many sons to glory

Behold the Man upon a cross,
My sin upon His shoulders
Ashamed I hear my mocing voice,
Call out among the scoffers

It was my sin that helf Him there
Until it was accomplished
His dying breath has brought me life
I know that it is finished

I will not boast in anything
No gifts, no power, no wisdom
But I will boast inJesus Christ
His death and resurrection

Why should I gain from His reward?
I cannot give an answer
But this I know with all my heart
His wounds have paid my ransom.

Lord’s Day Hymn (I Stand Amazed)

I stand amazed in the presence
Of Jesus the Nazarene,
And wonder how He could love me,
A sinner, condemned, unclean.

O how marvelous! O how wonderful!
And my song shall ever be:
O how marvelous! O how wonderful!
Is my Savior’s love for me!

For me it was in the garden
He prayed: “Not My will, but Thine.”
He had no tears for His own griefs,
But sweat drops of blood for mine.

In pity angels beheld Him,
And came from the world of light
To comfort Him in the sorrows
He bore for my soul that night.

He took my sins and my sorrows,
He made them His very own;
He bore the burden to Calvary,
And suffered and died alone.

When with the ransomed in glory
His face I at last shall see,
’Twill be my joy through the ages
To sing of His love for me.


I choose love.

February 14, 2010

I choose love. No occasion justifies hatred; no injustice warrants bitterness, I choose love. Today I will love God and what God loves.

Max Lucado

The whole being of any Christian is Faith and Love…Faith brings the man to God, love brings him to men.

Martin Luther

Love every man in spite of his falling into sin. Never mind the sins, but remember that the foundation of the man is the same – the image of God.

John of Kronstadt


New friends.

February 9, 2010

So I’ve noticed that since Sunday, I’ve had a spring in my step. I can’t really explain it but it’s been good. Joy has been a good friend of mine lately and I’m hoping that we become better friends.

Another close friend of mine would be Senioritis. I told my friend, Allye, that Senioritis seems to be like this cute, brain-washing parrot that sits on my shoulder constantly. And I keep listening to it and feeding it crackers. As ridiculous as it sounds, that metaphor is so true.

The Green Mile. That’s another new friend of mine. I refer to this friend as the Green Mile because I feel like I’m going to die everytime I walk it. This is a good friend of mine due to MY CAR NOT WORKING SINCE AFTER MY BIRTHDAY!!! Sad, Sad, SAD. Somedays the walk isn’t that bad, but lately due to the FREEZING TEMPS and RAIN and EXPECTED SLEET/SNOW ON THURSDAY AND FRIDAY, I call the walk “The Green Mile.” Bout time I reach my destination, I’m 10 secs from dying or I look like death.

Sorry about the caps. I’m just venting and getting my point across.

Sincerely, I have made some good friends or rather made friends out of acquaintances. Being intentional in relationships can be very refreshing. It also makes me wish I had more time to invest in these relationship, but I try not to regret the past and remain thankful for the time I have left to continue my friendships. Plus, graduation is soon approaching and who am I to stop it from coming. 😉

Less than 3 months til I graduate!


February 4, 2010

So it’s now 10:42 pm and this would be the first time I’ve actually been able to sit down and relax. And it feels amazing.

Lately I’ve been dealing with lots of passwords. To apply to grad schools, you need passwords. To buy sheetmusic via a random composer, I needed a password! I think I’ve made up more, different passwords in the past 2 days than I have in my whole life. My “go-to” password didn’t meet the specific requirements on different websites. Ergo, I have a piece of paper with my different sign-in names and passwords in my wallet. Sad. I know.

I’m at a point where I’m exhausted and yet so pumped to accomplish/achieve so many things. I think for me to be in such a mode I needed a password. Password = prayer. Along with internet passwords, spirtual passwords have kept me tapped into where I needed to be to get me where I’m going.

I love that my SP (spiritual passwords = prayers) don’t need to be the same to gain access to God. How blessed are we to be uniquely, fearfully, and wonderfully made and can come to the Father in an array of ways.

I don’t know if you (readers) know this but I love quotes. So here are a few that have some good “meat” to feed you.

Faith in a prayer-hearing God will make a prayer-loving Christian.
-Andrew Murray

He who has learned to pray has learned the greatest secret of a holy and happy life.
-William Law

The more praying there is in the world, the better the world will be, the mightier the forces against evil everywhere. Prayer, in one phase of its operation, is a disinfectant and a preventive. It purifies the air; it destroys the contagion of evil. Prayer is no fitful, short-lived thing. It is no voice crying unheard and unheeded in the silence. It is a voice which goes into God’s ear, and it lives as long as God’s ear is open to holy pleas, as long as God’s heart is alive to holy things. God shapes the world by prayer. Prayers are deathless. The lips that uttered them may be closed to death, the heart that felt them may have ceased to beat, but the prayers live before God, and God’s heart is set on them and prayers outlive the lives of those who uttered them; they outlive a generation, outlive an age, outlive a world. That man is the most immortal who has done the most and the best praying. They are God heroes, God’s saints, God’s servants, God’s vicegerents. A man can pray better because of the prayers of the past; a man can live holier because of the prayers of the past; the man of many and acceptable prayers has done the truest and greatest service to the incoming generation. The prayers of God’s saints strengthen the unborn generation against the desolating waves of sin and evil.

-Edward McKendree (E. M.) Bounds

And so it begins…

February 3, 2010

Well, I did promise Allye G that I would do a blog…if she created one. She did.

As I type, I must admit that I’m looking to the right of my screen and see “Move to Trash” and am thinking that maybe I should move this whole blog to the trash. BUT I’ll finally give this blog thing a chance and see how goes it.

Well, this week I have felt like a legit college student. And I’ve decided the only reason I feel that way is because my car won’t start. Ha! I’ve had to walk everywhere…on campus. And I haven’t minded it, plus the bonus of much needed exercise. However, I fear rain days, but I’ll cross that hump in the road when I get it. Anywho, I guess the fact of me walking everywhere, with a backpack, and the occasional “Soup at Hand” gives me the added college touch. Funny, how I finally feel like a college student on my last semester of my college career.

NOT when I’m staying up til 5am studying for a test at 8am.

NOT when I’m enjoying the freedom of not having to ask to do/buy things that I want.

NOT when I’m writing long @$$ papers…


Interesting, no?

P.S. I made a friend on my daily walk(S) to Presser. I named him Fred Oscar. He’s the dead/flattened squirrel next to the dumpster of Stribling. Another added bonus of walking to class…. :-/

Leslie as a blogger

February 2, 2010

Hi, this is Allye reporting for Leslie. Leslie can officially be called a blogger. She promised me that if I made her a blog then she would blog, so here is is people. I know the world has been waiting for this moment, and here it is. I wasn’t sure if it would ever come, but it’s here.

3 cheers for Leslie!

Happy blogging my friend,