27 January 2008

a cow head, a horse head, a bull head

What am I doing? If only I knew....

19 January 2008


We had a GREAT time. I have stories I'd love to tell. Just ask :)

16 January 2008

the bad guy, the good guy.

I just saw a movie and now I can't go to bed. I'm scared. When I got home I checked all the hiding places in our house for bad guys. There aren't any here...but I'm still scared. It shook me up. It shook me up because it was about a good kid. His family thought he was good. His friends thought he was good: "They shouldn't send heros to places like Iraq." He probably thought he was good, too. Then, there was the crisis--stop and put all his buddies in danger or run over a small child. He was good and then he killed a child, on purpose.

He cried about it. And after that it wasn't the same. He couldn't be normal. All his buddies faced similar situations. They "dealt with it." Because "it's normal."

But it wasn't normal at all. All these people ended up dying, killing themselves and each other, sorta on accident. Is that normal? Maybe, I guess so. Survival of the fittest, huh? Life is like that. It's not as blatant usually. But it's like that--at school, in line at the post office, with my family, wherever. Maybe you started off heroic. But we're in places like Iraq--all of us. All the time.

"Sin is crouching at your door. It desires to have you." That's danger. And you get caught in some situation. You didn't know sin was crouching next to you. And you do something bad, almost on accident. Kinda. And then you get stuck, you've got to deal with it. And then it's not someone else that's the enemy, it's you. Like your body turns against you or something. Suddenly you've turned on yourself. That's why I'm scared coming home. That's why I got shook up, because I wondered if I was looking for myself. Talk about the creeps.

Ahhh. But that's not the end
. Because, finally, Jesus died. And I know that. Good thing. Now, my competing can end. The cycle can stop. And then Jesus came back to life. Death, sin, stuckness has been conquered. There is hope.
Sin can be mastered.
(I wish I knew this all the time.)

And now, I can go to bed.

11 January 2008

i'm going skiing

...and i get to take lessons with the 3-year-olds!!!

Looking forward to lots of bathroom breaks, getting tangled in skis, and miška, slon, miška, slon.... (In English that means mouse, elephant, mouse, elephant. I hear it's a crucial part of the learning-to-ski process. I'm not yet sure WHAT part.)

Sunday, Monday and Tuesday I'll be in Mariborsko Pohorje with Mana's family. I cannot wait! If you're a friend of mine who prays for me, will you pray for peace and strength and safety?

05 January 2008

my true blue friend

me and kindra

03 January 2008

january 3

it was a fun day.
i fiiiiiiiiinally got my Christmas packages from my dad and mom. they were tragically STUCK in the post office over the holiday. we had an opening-presents-party over the phone. here's a picture of me in a new apron, on the phone, waving a new whisk. lovely, huh?

the hakalas and i went out to Joe Peña's (Mexican) for dinner. then we sat and talked til 10:55pm. it was wonderful.

i got home and parked my cute, red car. i think i'm a pretty good parallel parker.

sometimes i get in this big artistic/photographer mood when it's late. i really don't like using the flash, so it doesn't always work out so well. whatever.

also, it snowed, i bought a shirt for 2€, i got to pray with kindra and i drank tea in the morning. that's cool.

now good