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Sisters of Mercy.....childhood nostalgia.....this song is speaking to me I think

Ravi

Another old myspace blog entry circa 2007.

And the comment is from the same Shannon who comments on this blog. Her comments improve/help me better understand everything. Note: She does this IRL for me, too. I wonder how many miles we've walked (around Centennial Lake, around neighborhoods)  so that we could poke and prod and draw out and correct and affirm some idea or another.

Prediction: Shannon will actually try and figure this out using logic now, and give an estimate here. And that estimate would probably be within 10 mi. or so.

Prediction 2: Shannon will cast doubt on my uncanny ability to predict things b/c I wrote it here, so it appears to be a challenge or that I gave her the idea. But if you're honest with yourself, Shannon, you will admit that you were thinking of a figure before you read the first Prediction. BE HONEST GEEZ. Now the blog.

RAVI

I love Ravi Zacharias. I love his ability to preach, I love his massive IQ, I love how he always talks about the movie " Chariots of Fire", Cissy and I  love how when a word ends with "s" he draws it out, for example, "Jesus Christ (dramatic pause) died for our sinssssssssssss."

I wanted to put an awesome quote here. But it's about 3 paragraphs long. And Cissy complains my blogs are too long to suffer. I want to summarize below: (C. is probably already clicked out of this by now hahaha)

It's this idea that Christians need to differentiate between our opinions and our convictions. Our opinions need not be foisted on anyone. And even our convictions--every conviction we hold should be undergirded by love.

He says that, without the undergirding of love, the possessor of any conviction becomes obnoxious, and the dogma believed becomes repulsive to the one who disagrees with it.

Jesus, of course, is the ultimate example. Instructing, convicting...loving.

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    Shannon!
    

    In honor of Cissy, it is my aim to post a comment LONGER than your original post!  :)
    
    I see our own brand of post-modernism in this.  Just remembering that we will be wrong on something...I suppose we will probably be wrong in our convictions and our opinions. (hmm...how can one be wrong on a conviction?  Does that mean it doesn't come from God?  Do we call things convictions that in fact are opinions? But this is not where I was going.)
    
    And then of course I think of fundamentalism, defined as the idea that if you don't agree with me on what I say is important, I will hate you.  (This has the appearance of greater civility, since it used to be "If you don't agree with me, I will kill you."....but hate=murder)
    
    I struggle with fundamentalism...I'm working on praying more like the sinner and less like the Pharisee...
    Ooops...I think I'm stopping too soon...so sorry, Cissy!  :)
    

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AAG2012: Refining My Wishlist

Another post from my old myspace blog (about 2007). Not bad, pretty rational thinking on my part!  


5 Reasons Why I Want to Marry an Assassin....

Current mood:awake

....or at least have one as my best friend and roommate.

This post was inspired by Perrin, who wrote about the Bourne Trilogy. I, too, only saw the Bourne movies this summer. And I felt pretty much the same way about them as he did. And putting aside the moral dilemma sorta inherent to his job, here is my list of 5 reasons why I would like to be married to an assassin:

1. You'd never feel scared at night. Or  anywhere for that matter. As C. has pointed out, Bourne could eliminate any threat with, say, a mechanical pencil. Or maybe a paper clip. Or a piece of dried up gum.

2. Related to 1, if I had Bourne in my house, I could get rid of Nick!!! No more emptied garbage cans! NO more dog hair!!

3. You'd always be able to find your car when come out of Walmart. (He'd know where your car was, plus all the license plates of every car around it)

4. Any messy or stressful situation you could possibly create, Bourne would figure a way out of it. (So, Kiki? You over-commited AGAIN on Saturday? You've made, how many plans with various family and friends? 15?! Well, OK - here is how we are gonna handle it...)

5. He'd be fun to play around with and get to lighten up. Assassins seem like they're so SERIOUS all the time!   

I honestly think I could help 'round out' an assassin's personality.  Without, of course, taking any of the edge off their lightning sharp reflexes/killer instinct sensibility.

It'd be a balancing act, I know. But I'd be willing to work that out.

Kimba

This is from my old blog (from the myspace days...http://www.myspace.com/joymonger/blog  I can't even remember my password to login now, and it was an adelphia.net address -- adelphia isn't around anymore )

Kimba was a Japanese cartoon that ran in the 70s. It came on after Speed Racer. Kimba was this adorable yet tough white lion. In my memory, he led all the other animals and was a master at conflict resolution.

I didn't just love Kimba..didn't just obsess over Kimba...I *was* Kimba.

I had patches on all the knees of my jeans from running around on all fours. I fought rogue animals, found alternative water sources during droughts, rescued loved ones when they dangled from cliffs. Every time I watched it, I acted out the intro with Kimba running to save someone or set something right...

I stayed in character when the ladies came over for morning coffee, growling under the table. My mom's seemingly offhand acceptance of my behavior was really just her way of daring them to say anything about it.

When I played with my Matchbox cars, they were all really animals in my mind. The white sports car was Kimba.

I think I was 5 or 6 when I quit being Kimba publicly.

Duran Duran Live

My sister took me to see Duran Duran on my birthday.

It was fantastic, because:

1. We've kinda had a rough year, my sister and I, for reasons I won't get into here. It was really wonderful to spend an evening with her. I love her.

2. This red-headed percussionist - she mesmerized me!

3. The audience was 80% comprised of women-my-age, and I felt cameraderie with them all, at least theoretically. This is so uncharacteristic of me, and it felt new and great.

4. One song they played - Ordinary World (video at end) - was special, for two reasons:

*It was a song that meant something to me when I first had kids...about leaving my old life sans kids and figuring out the new one. I realized it's apropos again - I'm figuring out life with grown kids, how to let go, what I do now. So great.

*During the song I saw a man a few rows ahead of me stand, offer his hand to his date (wife?), and they went to the side and slow danced. I'm not sure why, but I was really moved, even teared up a bit.
This younger guy a few seats down caught my eye (who had been catching my eye earlier, too), and smiled at me -- we'd both seen the dancing couple, and we were both just feeling/sharing the sweetness.
(And then I gasped and wondered how a young guy -probably 30s - could be smiling at me, but I killed all my thoughts so this sweet moment wouldn't be ruined)

4. Turns out Constitution Hall is just a few blocks from where I work, so we parked on the street by my office. It was great being there late at night after the show, with all the people spilling onto 18th street,  singing duran duran songs and laughing.

Books

Rebecca Wells

I just read Little Altars Everywhere for the second time. I cry through the entire last chapter.
There is so much wisdom there:
the way you trust your parents as a kid...the way they are like God to you, almost, in how you imprint on what they say and do...the way you are shocked to find that their mistakes scar you...the way that, in the end, love and grace are stronger than the hurt.

I'm trying to read Ya-ya again, but I just don't like it as much as L.A.E.

JD Salinger

If asked to come up with a favorite author, I really think he'd be it. I thought I had to ditch him when I became a Christian.
I used to read his books to death.

I'm reading Franny and Zooey again, because Catherine started reading Nine Stories. I was so excited, because a central idea in her life is what I'd call 'purity'. Not sexual, but purity of heart, motive, etc. She values 'real', 'authentic'...she eschews all things phony.

I'm excited for her to read Salinger, because I think this is a central idea in his writing.