we always want what we can’t have

…………..random note

 I hate speeches!!! I am taking a speech class and I dread talking in front of a class!!! I know it shouldn’t be a big deal and when its over it is never as bad as I make it out to be. But Still!!!

 I just thought I would share that with the blogging population…………….yes

Once

Loved this movie! The whole film was incredibly simple, sweet, and believable. However, I could have done without all the cussing.

I also enjoyed the soundtrack to the movie. Yet I realized that I needed to watch the movie first before I could actually appreciate the type of music on the soundtrack.

Baking in Jars!!

I saw this Idea on someone’s blog and me and Cindy gave it a shot a while ago. It was easy and fun, and not to mention amazingly cute!!! We made Blue berry muffins and brownies. And seriously who wouldn’t want a warm brownie cooked right into a cute little jar I mean seriously!! and brownies are my favorite! Anyways it was a wonderful experience and I recommend trying it. But make sure to not fill the jars more that halfway at maximum-as we found out with our brownies : )

 

Pondering

 So i am going back to work @ A&W next week and to tell the truth I am a little excited. I missed working there in a weird way, missed the people, comfort, knowing what to expect, and just working in general. I’ve had a lot on my mind lately…not sure why. 

 I have noticed a lot of stuff I do not like about myself lately and I find myself…….struggling….

 But I have faith that the Lord will work things out in my life for good. Everything has a reason. Everything has a purpose. I think I am just antsy for the Lord to reveal His will.

 

 However, in my random parade of thoughts running through my head I was remind of this part of the book in A Severe Mercy:

 How strange that we cannot love time. It spoils our loveliest moments. Nothing quite comes up to expectations because of it. We alone: animals, so far as we can see, are unaware of time, untroubled. Time is their natural environment. Why do we sense that it is not ours? C. S. Lewis…asked how it was that I, as a product of a materialistic universe, was not at home there. “Do fish complain of the sea for being wet? Or if they did, would that fact itself not strongly suggest that they had not always been, or would not always be, purely aquatic creatures?” Then, if we complain of time and take such joy in the seemingly timeless moment, what does that suggest? It suggests that we have not always been or will not always be purely temporal creatures. It suggest that we were created for eternity. Not only are we harried by time, we seem unable, despite a thousand generations, even to get used to it. We are always amazed at it – how fast it goes, how slowly it goes, how much of it is gone. Where, we cry, has the time gone? We aren’t adapted to it, not at home in it. If that is so, it may appear as a proof, or at least a powerful suggestion, that eternity exists and is our home.

Isn’t this good!?!?!