Let it be known

"I don't know how much cheese you like on your quesadilla."

"Well, lets put it this way: I'm in the Cheese Lovers Anonymous group on MySpace."

One for the shower

Yesterday we were talking about this crazy idea in Africa where a man can be cured of AIDS by having sex with a virgin and therefore "passing" it to her. I was saying how I didn't understand why a myth like this could go on and on, since it obviously would never actually work. It got me thinking about technology and wondering if they had better access to the Internet, like how we run to Google every five seconds to answer anything and everything, if stuff like this would dissolve (obviously education plays a huge role as well). But I could see how not having access to world wide information 24/7 that you would still be telling and re-telling old stories... and we all know how those end up. Maybe I should go take a shower and think about this some more? According to one of the guys downtown the other night you think better in the shower because there is more oxygen. Yeah! I'll be Googling that one for sure!

[Updated to add: Bush has been traveling in Africa this week and I was very excited to hear on NPR this morning that he promised Liberia educational help! "The president is announcing that the U.S. aid will provide 1 million textbooks to children by the start of the next school year and desks and seating for 10,000 students." Such great news!]

Cornholio

My friends and I have a lovely three-way going. We pass books around three states for a cheap thrill. The latest whore: Omnivore's Dilemma. The first 120 pages or so are about corn. Seriously. So far I've learned about corn sex, which actually is quite fascinating (I know, I've hit a new low). In the next section he is talking about his experience with a corn farmer, and let me tell you: this grumpy farmer is a man after my own heart!

"Despite the promises, Naylor, unlike many of his neighbors, doesn't plant GMOs (genetically modified organisms). He has a gut distrust of the technology ("They're messing with three billion years of evolution") and doesn't think it's worth the extra twenty-five dollars a bag (in technology fees) they cost. "Sure, you might get a yield bump, but whatever you make on the extra corn goes right back to cover the premium for the seed. I fail to see why I should be laundering money for Mansanto."

God, if I ever have to marry again, can he please be a farmer?

I may only be 50 pages into this book, but already I'm quite sure this might be the best quote of all "...the shelled cobs were burned for heat and stacked by the privy as a rough substitute for toilet paper. (Hence the American slang term "corn hole.")" Nice!

Turn and burn

There is some controversy going on about Rob Bell's last tour (or really, I guess about anything he says). I don't really want to dig too much deeper into this particular Bell-saga because this stuff drives just ends up driving me crazy and doesn't really do any good, but here is the gist...

One camp is arguing that all Bell talks about is love, and he doesn't tell the whole story about needing to repent and finding your salvation in Christ. It's more effective (and thus, loving) to tell them they are going to hell and then telling them about fire insurance, pointing to the 10 commandments and our necessary obedience.

The other camp is saying that Bell totally knows we need Christ as our savior, but the street corner scare tactics aren't really getting anywhere and we are better off sharing the gospel through love, as pointed out by Jesus's answer to what is most important: loving God and loving others.

Just wondering what you think of this back and forth between "sides" of Christianity. It reminds me of the tag-line on Wallis's book "...the right gets it wrong and the left doesn't get it." I want to see both sides to every story and not be so black & white in my thinking, but I find it hard when one or the other seems so obviously right. What a pickle!

Tag-schmag

I've been tagged by Leah for a list of five material wishes and five spiritual wishes. Blah-blah-blah, I say. I'm no good at making lists, but I enjoy reading yours. It's kinda like blogging! ha! I don't really wish for much of anything except to get rid of what I already have. I'll be moving soon and I hope to find an apartment and job close together so I can walk to work, so there's that, I suppose. "Spiritual" wish would be for my time in Malawi to be as useful as possible and for the people there to truly know and love Jesus, and that in some way we can care for those who are hurting and suffering right now. I wish Christ would tear down the barriers in my family and heal our wounds. What I long for the most right now is to draw nearer to God, understand His word more clearly, and carry out His plans...

Beautiful mess

I can't seem to complete a thought these days, let alone write a coherent post. The last two weeks have been particularly insane, and now that they are behind me I'm just thankful to have gotten through them alive. I know I am dramatic sometimes, but literally, glad to be alive.

Something I'm struggling with right now is asking those around me for prayer and guidance. (There is SO MUCH going on I feel like I'm moving from one crisis to the next with just enough mundane work in between that I'm able to climb off the edge for a few hours each day.) Because first of all, I can't even believe the crap that's going down, so how do I expect someone else to? I mean really, I don't need my friends thinking I should be on Jerry Springer. Secondly, and the thing I'm having the hardest time with, I feel like there is just so much that it's a burden on others to involve them. Like I just need so much prayer it would take all day. Thank God for Andrea, she listens to me and my crazy life all the time. I don't know what I'd do without her.

But then I get glimpses of God moving and answering prayers. Today, like every weekend over the last couple of months, a very good friend of mine met with me to pray for Malawi. It has been such a powerful experience. Every anxiety I had and all of my nervousness about the mission has been replaced with peace for the last few weeks. Things I thought I couldn't get through, He got me through. And now? I am going to Africa and I cannot wait to get to work! And I've been praying for months now that God place people in my life for specific things, and He has totally done that! I could list so many names and how they've changed my life, and most of them would never even have known how they were being used by God to help me overcome some junk in my life. And even that blows me away! Seeing how God so intricately weaves us together and uses us to refine each other is beautiful in and of itself.

He has already answered prayers. His faithfulness amazes me! So why am I having a hard time with asking for help? I know one of my problems is that there is one biggie that I feel He's not going to do what I want, and that just plain scares me. I'm having a hard time wrapping my heart around the fact that He won't just intervene and change the course of this person's life. I'm just not there yet with being able to pray for His will to be done in this situation... and mean it. And unfortunately, I may have to come to terms with that much sooner than I wish.

Blah-blah-blah

I have about one million "drafts" on this blog. I don't want to publish them because now I'm all worried about who is going to read it. Can't a girl just be selectively annonymous on the world wide web? Gosh.

In other news, I hate my life today and need a change in a fast way. But what's new?