Yay for John Donne!

Batter my heart, three-person’d God; for you
As yet but knock; breathe, shine, and seek to mend;
That I may rise, and stand, o’erthrow me, and bend
Your force, to break, blow, burn, and make me new.
I, like an usurp’d town, to another due,
Labour to admit you, but O, to no end.
Reason, your viceroy in me, me should defend,
But is captived, and proves weak or untrue.
Yet dearly I love you, and would be loved fain,
But am betroth’d unto your enemy;
Divorce me, untie, or break that knot again,
Take me to you, imprison me, for I,
Except you enthrall me, never shall be free,
Nor ever chaste, except you ravish me.

Ready? Set….Hike!

OK, so I am NOT a football fan. But Smallville is on, and now that Clark is on the team, I've learned some new phrases for my everyday lingo.
Work went surprisingly well–I'm really hoping that the rest of the week will follow suit.
I've decided to do something new for a while. From now on, I'm going to bring some snacks with me to work to leave in the car, because I will not be going home during my lunch/break time. I think the 50 minutes I get twice a day would be perfect for spending some time alone with God; reading my Bible and other christian books I may enjoy. Of course, I know I'll also be using that time to talk on the phone/text message my friends, but mainly I want to use that time to grow closer to God, and listen for His voice in my life.

I (kinda) Have A Life!

LOL! Yup, as you can see, it’s been a way long time since I’ve updated this thing. The same stuff has been happening–not much out of the ordinary to say, I’m afraid.
SOme important things to note though:
I’ve begun reading Joshua Harris’ book entitled “Boy Meets Girl.” It’s a really awesome book, and I have a feeling it’s going to help me out ALOT with my ’social’ life. Seriously though–I’m about half way through and already I have a new perspective on things. Rhema is going to read it as well, so that will be cool cause we can talk about the stuff we come across. YOU should read it too. heeheehee
I’m also starting to read my Bible more lately(which is really good) I’m going to try to look at my daily life and decide when I should schedule in personal alone time with God, since I’ve noticed that’s it’s been a wee bit sporadic. Scheduling it may sound stupid, but at least then I know I’ll be getting it in, and I really want/need to spend time with God.
I have a feeling I won’t be updating every day from now on–I’ll probably just update it when something cool/interesting has happened, or when I’ve read something I want to share with you all. I’ve also thought about putting my bible study/scripture time up here–so I can have an account of what I’ve been reading/learning. I’ll have to see how it goes.
Hope you are having an awesome, God blessed day!

Toby is dead.

As I type this, I get sick to my stomach as I realize that at this exact moment my parents are having Toby put to sleep. When I come home tonight he won't be there to greet me at the door, when I wake up tonight he won't be in the bathroom sleeping, and when I squeeze a squeaky toy he won't come running up to me happy as can be, wagging his tail and ready to play. Toby is dead. He fell victim to Degenerative Myapothy, which is a very rare disease that usually affects German Shepards. Toby is(was) a border collie. It is a disease that paralyzes/numbs from the back up–for Toby, he lost feeling in his hind legs, and the doctor says it would have slowly moved its way up until his entire body was without feeling. Of course, once the dog is unable to use the bathroom it is time to put it to sleep. The saddest part is that for the most part, Dogs who have this disease are unaware that they have it, and are very happy and content: just like Toby. I came home today twice for my usual lunch breaks from work. It was so hard seeing him. Looking so happy. So unaware that in a few short hours the people that he trusted most had chosen to end his life.

Mom asked if I wanted to be there. I really wanted to, till I realized how emotional I'd get. The books I've read say that dogs can sense when their owners are unhappy/upset, and it causes them to be unhappy/upset. The last thing I wanted was for Toby to think there was something wrong. So I didn't take off work, and now here I sit–in a small corner at micron, crying my eyes out and hoping no one sees me. I have to go. I can't talk about this anymore.