Friday, July 27, 2012

SPF 15

Acknowledging that my face is old and that the sun isn't doing it any favors, I put sunscreen on it today. SPF 15.
I may be too late in this game to start worrying about aging now. My face has always been crumply, spf-ing it will not smooth out the hills and valleys - souvenirs left behind from 10 years of severe acne.

While in the sun, I read. Seeing Jeff is doing a sermon series on Phillipians, I've made that my Bible reading choice for the summer. I'm reading and rereading that book in every version I own. (The Message, NIV, New American Standard, etc.) My favorite? Is the New Living Translation. In case you were wondering.

I also finished reading Traveling Mercies.

Oh Anne.
You are so transparent about your failings.
And so wise about your learnings.
And will never sell your books on faith if you keep using the f word to describe things.

"God isn't there to take away our suffering or our pain, but to fill it with His presence."

"After your father dies, defeat becomes pretty defeating. When he's still alive, there are setbacks and heartbreak, but you're still the apple of someone's eye."

when people have seen you at your worst, you don’t have to put on the mask as much.”

"The Holy Spirit rarely respects one's comfort zones."

"Our bottled charm is the main roadblock to drinking that clear, cool glass of love."

“It turned out this man worked for the Dalai Lama. And she said gently-that they believe when a lot of things start going wrong all at once, it is to protect something big and lovely that is trying to get itself born-and that this something needs for you to be distracted so that it can be born as perfectly as possible.” 

"I had such awful thoughts that I cannot even say them out loud because they make Jesus want to drink gin straight out of the cat dish."

"The sound of the surf, the big washing machine of ocean, sometimes seems to rinse out my brain ..."

"When you make friends with fear, it can't rule you."

"If you have a problem you can solve by throwing money at it, you don't have a very interesting problem."

“In fact, not forgiving is like drinking rat poison and waiting for the rat to die.” 


"I was laughing so hard that I felt maniacal and not at all sure that I wasn't about to cry. But I felt like air was bubbling into a place inside me that hadn't been getting much lately."


“It's funny: I always imagined when I was a kid that adults had some kind of inner toolbox full of shiny tools: the saw of discernment, the hammer of wisdom, the sandpaper of patience. But then when I grew up I found that life handed you these rusty bent old tools - friendships, prayer, conscience, honesty - and said 'do the best you can with these, they will have to do'. And mostly, against all odds, they do.” 


This book will likely offend most middle-aged conservative evangelical Christians, but I totally loved it.

Three FIVE things I'm thankful for:

1. Clint came out to spend a few minutes with Bups tonight. You should have seen my dad's face. Oh. My. Goodness. 
Such raw joy. 
And then he made some awful sounds with his mouth, unable to talk. After that, he didn't try again. He and Clint played Knipsbrat and he concentrated very hard to make the play, gave out 'high fives' when he hit the bullseye, but didn't say another word.

He was embarrassed with his speech?
Interesting. And sad/cute. 

This visit was so different than Max's was, last week. For that visit, dad was already in bed, so we sat in his room. And he was very talkative... wondering about Max's girlfriend. And his job. 

Know what?
It's not getting any easier leaving him after a visit. 
He is so alone there. 

2. Capitol Media House (Clint, Adam and John's company) ("LIKE" them on facebook)(or check out their website) recently rented office space in Vancouver. YAY guys! I had a tour this evening, and am so proud of them. Thankful that Clint is apart of this team.

3. Thankful for hydrangeas. I will have some in my next house. For sure. Mark my words.

4. Supposed to rain tomorrow? Thankful that I have another dedicated cleaning day, I guess.

5. Thankful for Jon Acuff and his blog. Thankful for the discussion that breaks out in his comment section. LOVED today's post: Is smuggling your own candy into a movie theatre a sin?
And by the way, YES IT IS.
But I loved reading everyone's self-righteous reasons for doing so.  Oh, we are so good at justifying everything we do; but I'm not sure if 'being a good steward of my finances' transforms a sin into a non-sin. 


Today's memory verse:

James 1:22
Do not merely listen to the word, and so deceive yourselves. Do what it says.

James 1:22
Do not merely listen to the word, and so deceive yourselves. Do what it says.

James 1:22
Do not merely listen to the word, and so deceive yourselves. Do what it says.

James 1:22
Do not merely listen to the word, and so deceive yourselves. Do what it says.

James 1:22
Do not merely listen to the word, and so deceive yourselves. Do what it says.

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