Archive for August, 2004

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Wedding In Colorado Springs

August 16, 2004

Two days that were captured in many photographs, I will attempt to capture in words.

I arrived just around 3 o’clock in the afternoon. The clouds were like crisp white ornaments in a bright blue sky. I’ve noticed the clouds ever since I left Los Angeles. Clouds, rain and stars rarely make an appearance in the dry heat and smog of southern California, and I have been grateful at the sight of all three. Upon arriving, I was quickly taken into the arms of many friends whose faces I have not seen for months. Their delight at my arrival seemed to me to be the thunderous voice of God bellowing, “I love you.” There was no delay in getting into conversation, as we all have had much happen since last we were gathered together. We have been moving to new homes in new cities, traveling to new places, returning from countries abroad, interviewing for jobs and nurturing new marriages. It is indeed an odd time, this quarter life of sorts. Everyone talks about adolescence as being such a rough time of life. In fact, everyone is so busy talking about the teenage years that they completely forget to even warn you about the part between the end of adolescence and the beginning of adulthood. It’s called your Twenties. It has been refreshing to be among those who understand, even without words, the doubts, joys, fears, thoughts and questions that flood you, because they too have been flooded. We did what all twentysomethings do when in the company of one another, we played volleyball. We moved slowly on the sand, as if our bodies were already growing old without the consent of our hearts and minds. Or, maybe that was just me. As dusk began to set in, we ladies parted from the rest of the company to celebrate in our own way the life and forthcoming marriage of Alison Transue Maffey. There is something so radically special about all the weddings I’ve been privileged to be a part of that involve people from Taylor. Ali’s was certainly no exception. We sat around the coffee table playing a complex game of “Trivia or No Trivia”. One coffee mug contained trivia questions about Ali, such as “Where did Ali grow up?” or “How did Will propose to Ali?” (I’m certain not many women would object to a marriage proposal in a country they love; more gentlemen should be surprising their ladies in places like Costa Rica) The second coffee mug was full of non-trivia questions, such as “What is your favorite personality trait of Ali’s?”, “Share a memory of Ali”, “Share a laugh you had with Ali”, or “What is one thing you have learned from Ali?” No one seemed to be short an answer, and it made me think that one day people might sit around and say nice things about me. Then it came to me that that was a selfish thought at the moment. I was also quickly reminded that my Father was saying nice things about me all the time (even on my blackest days when if anyone said something nice about me they would have to be lying) and that I must listen to Him. As we answered the questions about Ali, one theme was reoccurring: Ali’s deep love for people. One cannot be around Ali too long before they recognize her love for people and her willingness to give her heart and life away to those who need so desperately to experience the love of Jesus Christ. I envy her heart. There is a certain awe that we should have of our God who has enable us to share our lives at such a level with one another, and of his deep, stretching, all-encompassing love that we have the privilege of freely giving to one another. As Sarah said, Ali has been a powerful reminder that there is always hope. After we all prayed for Ali, it was on to an even more super spiritual event: rocking out to Pink and the Moulin Rouge soundtrack in Little Blue (that’s my car). There is always room for a healthy amount of nostalgia. Long live Fall Break! More hanging out ensued, including some Olympic watching and catching up with the guys that are living in Colorado Springs. It was great to see them and be caught up on their lives. There was no lack of laughter and even a little bit of wrestling. Finally we all retired for the night and met again the next morning to celebrate Ali and Will’s marriage. Some weddings are just right, and I hesitate to even try and put into words what the ceremony was like. It was true and pure. I imagine that if God actually had seems, he was busting at them with joy as he looked upon his son and daughter. The merging of Will and Ali’s lives is indeed holy matrimony, and together they will create fire, by which many will warm themselves.

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Diet Coke with Lime: A Review

August 5, 2004

The other day, on my way out the door to go to a meeting, I reached into Grant and Lora’s refridgerator and grabbed a Diet Coke with Lime, figuring I should at least give it a chance. I adore lime, and I absolutely hate Diet Coke. I love regular Coke, and because of my love for it and its love for making me chubby, I’ve limited myself to one a week. As I walked down the sidewalk towards my car and popped that can open, I felt like all those beautiful, skinny people that drink Diet Coke on the commercials. I walked with a little bounce in my step, tipped the can up and took that first sip. You know, the one they always make look so refreshing on the commercials. My tongue instantly recognized that it had been betrayed by my mind, and my taste buds knew that they were being force fed a whole lot of diet and a whole little lime. Two truths that I have lived by continue to ring true for me after my Diet Coke with Lime experience:

1. You can dress it up however you like, diet is still diet and therefore, nasty.
2. One Coca-Cola Classic a week is worth three Diet Cokes a day.

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Switchfoot and Malibu

August 2, 2004

Driving through the coastal mountains is amazing. The sun shines brighter near the coast and the sky is a bright blue, the kind you see in postcards. The company is warm, follwoing the sun’s lead, and the love of the Creator spills in through the open windows as the wind whips through my ever blondish hair. In one deep breath I feel life enter into my body and I almost choke on its newness. Meanwhile, the prophets sing, “we were meant to live for so much more.”

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Unwrap the Present

August 1, 2004

Another best sermon I’ve ever heard 🙂

“Come now, you who say, “Today or tomorrow we will go into such and such a town and spend a year there and trade and make a profit”— yet you do not know what tomorrow will bring. What is your life? For you are a mist that appears for a little time and then vanishes. Instead you ought to say, “If the Lord wills, we will live and do this or that.” As it is, you boast in your arrogance. All such boasting is evil. So whoever knows the right thing to do and fails to do it, for him it is sin.”

James 4:13-17

-the fact that you can remember your path adn imagine the future is part of God’s design
-we can remember backwards and reflect forwards
-the only place we can live in is the present, and it’s the most elusive
-we must have a proper relationship to the present; “you are a mist…”; do not live in the illusion that you are not going to die; “if it is the Lord’s will we will live”
-“Today is a good day to die.” [The Code of the Samuri]
-do not use the future to escape the present
-we don’t like the price have to pay to live life in the present
-people who change the world do so one square foot at a time, by living in the present, by serving and making a daily contribution to humanity
-in preparing for the future do not abdicate your responsibility to the present; make sure that the future doesn’t rob you of the present, which is the only reality in which you can live
-stop long enough to ask yourself, “am I living the life God created me to live?”
-if you are miserable on the course you are taking, maybe it’s time to re-evaluate the course
-we know enough from God’s word to fill a lifetime; we already know the good we are to do; knowing too much paralyses us and makes us indecisive
-if you knew everything you think you need to know, you wouldn’t get out of bed; if you knew everything God knew, you would run for your life
-somewhere along the line we have to stop preparing for the future and start living in the present