I am a journalism major, so for the past few years we have talked about blogging and internet things. I have had a blog for a long time now, changing domains and servers doesn’t help keep your history or your readers though! Well, now that I have gotten the blogging bug again I really want to make my blog something with purpose that attracts readers and has depth to it. You know what I mean? So my goal is to post something at least once a day…let’s hope that happens!

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Today was a good day. Woke up very, very early to go sing at church…I am so glad I did that. It was such a great way to begin the day focusing on the reason we were celebrating today…our Savior conquered death! That, my friends, is incredible. We ran into a couple of technical difficulties this morning, but after some prayer and patience, it all got worked out and it was an incredible service. I really hope lives were changed in that time. After church Chris and I went with our usual Sunday tradition and went to Subway for $3.99 chicken meal deals…love that. Then we came to my house, took naps, hung with the fam, watched Ella do an Easter egg hunt, ate wayyyy too much food, and far too many jelly beans. Now we are watching a movie…what a day. I am exhausted…not ready for yet another week to start…5 weeks until graduation, which means about 7 weeks until camp…and 174 days until the wedding. Alright, I might actually go to bed now.  …

Alright, so earlier this week I was thinking about songs for camp this summer and just praying that we would be able to choose songs that would have an incredible impact on the hearts of the students. As I was thinking, praying, and listening, I thought, “how conceited that I think the songs we choose will move their hearts? Isn’t that God’s place?” Mind you, I want to be a part of providing excellent programming in our camps, but God is definitely not limited to our production in how He is going to move.That aside, I have had this song in my mind ALL week that Eddie Kirkland did a part of at camp last summer. It repeats over and over “How He loves us, oh how He loves us, oh how He loves.” Such simple words, but such powerful, powerful truth. Then, as I was reading through my excellent Google Reader subscribed blogs today, and on Ragamuffin Soul he had a video, oddly enough, of this song.…

so this morning I had to drive downtown because I have a rehearsal tonight at church, so MARTA wouldn’t work out. So I get to Chris’s lot, and they are still doing construction on the billboard because of the tornado, and I went into a no parking spot on accident. So after I pulled in another construction truck had come in making my backing out quite tricky. So I was focusing on not hitting the sharp billboard beams, trucks, and other cars, and then….I hear the dreaded sound. Scraping car against something that was not moving. I had NO idea what I hit because it was in my blind spot…didn’t know it was there (the blind spot). So I opened my door and saw the giant OTHER billboard pole…it had scraped bright yellow paint on the new Scion…sad.So I looked, and although it had a lot of paint and a few little gashes, there is no damage to any metal or lights…so…probably not gonna get it fixed.…

I am in a Women’s Studies class this semester and we often talk about images of women in the media, which has stirred some thoughts in me!I saw this ad the other day that said “parentheses are always helpful, but not on your face.” And they had ( ) around the woman’s mouth. This was an ad for some wrinkle reducing cream or whatever. This really made me think. Why is it that wrinkles and grey hair are not beautiful? I hope that when I am older I have smile lines on my cheeks and crows feet at my eyes from smiling and laughing…evidence that I have truly lived a joyful life. And what about the ones between your eyes that come from deep concentration and though…why is that not a beautiful symbol of wisdom?I just don’t want to buy into the thinking that younger is beautiful. I want my body and my face to be a reflection of my age and my years, a picture of the things God has carved into my life.…

So, it’s rare I actually write a blog with substance, but I really want to today, so you can skip it, or you can read it.The past few days I have been listening to the song “Why?” by Nichole Nordeman. It is a really powerful song for me and was part of a very life changing time in my life. The song is definitely a journey. It starts with a little girl hanging out with her dad, when she sees a man (Jesus) and she noticed that He looked fearful that day as He walked through the crowd of people screaming, and rejoicing, that this man was walking towards His death with His purple robes and crown of thorns. She says, “why do they want him to die?” The songs moves on and the little girls dad tells her she needs to go inside, but she decided to follow the people to a place where she knew people were often killed.…