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Category Archives: Faith
Who Am I?
Ever since I read this, I’ve had the following song in my head:
Who am I?
That the Lord of all the earth,
Would care to know my name,
Would care to feel my hurt.
Who am I?
That the bright and morning star,
Would choose to light the way,
For my ever wondering heart.Not because of who I am.
But because of what you’ve done.
Not because of what I’ve done.
But because of who you are.I am a flower quickly fading,
Here today and gone tomorrow.
A wave tossed in the ocean,
A vapor in the wind.
Still you hear me when I’m calling,
Lord you catch me when I’m falling,
And you told me who I am.
I am yours.
I am yours.Who am I?
That the eyes that see my sin
Would look on me with love
And watch me rise again
Who am I?
That the voice that calm the sea,
Would call out through the rain,
And calm the storm in me.Not because of who I am.
But because what of youve done.
Not because of what I’ve done.
But because of who you are.I am a flower quickly fading,
Here today and gone tomorrow.
A wave tossed in the ocean,
A vapor in the wind.
Still you hear me when I’m calling,
Lord you catch me when I’m falling,
And you told me who I am.
I am yours.Not because of who I am.
But because of what you’ve done.
Not because of what I’ve done.
But because of who you are.I am a flower quickly fading,
Here today and gone tomorrow.
A wave tossed in the ocean,
A vapor in the wind.
Still you hear me when I’m calling,
Lord you catch me when I’m falling,
You told me who I am.
I am yours.
I am yours.Whom shall I fear?
Whom shall I fear?
‘Cuz I am yours.
I am yours.
—Casting Crowns
I remember hearing this song on Praise FM when I was in Minnesota and liking it.Â? Then someone sang it in church a few months ago.Â? It’s a good reminder when I’m going through as much junk as I am right now that I am a beloved child of God.
Passing
I just got the news from one of her parishioners that my friend Amy passed away.
Into your hands, O merciful Savior, we commend your servant, Amy. Acknowledge, we humbly beseech you, a sheep of your own fold, a lamb of your own flock, a sinner of your own redeeming. Receive her into the arms of your mercy, into the blessed rest of everlasting peace, and into the glorious company of the saints in light. Amen.
Pray for her family, especially her daughter who is now without a mother and just starting her teenage years.
Protected: Blogging Out My Feelings
I’m Kind of in Shock
I just found out that a friend of mine from seminary is dying tonight at OSU hospital.Â? I remember A being diagnosed with breast cancer a couple years ago and I hadn’t really heard much until a mutual friend told me that they had found a brain tumor in November or December.
I’m actually seriously in shock at the moment.
Christmas 2006: The Good, the Bad, and the Presents
The Good
[-] Getting to fly up to Seattle a few days early
[-] Time with my godmother and some of my mom’s other college friends
[-] Time with my family
[-] Time with my brother’s girlfriend
[-] Emily, the calico kitty
[-] Teaching my younger cousins how to play Uno
[-] Midnight Mass — it was worship nirvana in most ways
[-] Seeing longtime people at my grandparents’ church who recognize me
[-] Christmas Eve dinner with 14 people last night
[-] Being part of helping Pisco celebrate his first Christmas
The Bad
[-] Having to be away from Jon
[-] Having to leave at 3:30 am for the airport
[-] The laptop bag I have (not a backpack so no even distribution of weight)
[-] Sea-Tac’s luggage handling abilities (it took a freaking hour to get my parents’ luggage)
[-] Seattle traffic
[-] Finding out that my box of presents got left at the airport (AVIS thankfully found them and is holding them for me)
[-] Stores on Christmas Eve
[-] The first Christmas without my grandfather
[-] People having to go home
The Presents (Thus Far)
[-] Some money
[-] The Song of Songs in Hebrew and English with notes
[-] A River Runs Through It on DVD
[-] A nice calendar
[-] Foodstuffs from parishioners (especially homemade jams and jellies)
[-] Chocolate-covered cherries from one of my favorite people
[-] Gifts of sheep from the Heifer Project
Yesterday
My day yesterday…
0830: Get up and make fruit tray. Ask Freya how many paws she is allowed on the table before telling her to get off.Â? Have lovely breakfast of leftover fruit and peanut butter to stop hiccups. Explain to Edda that black cats don’t eat peanut butter. Get dressed.
0915: Arrive at Church #1 with Jon. Watch kids put on Christmas program. (It was cute.)
1000: Brunch! Socialize with daughter of parishioners who has a 6 week old baby. Find my fruit tray decimated when I finally get up to the food. I guess it was popular? Socialize with people and eat some ham (OK… quite a bit actually but I wasn’t getting dinner until 6:30), fruit, and half a cinnamon roll.
1230: Get home and shower. Convince Jon to eat some lunch. Do hair and make-up and dress for performances in town. Realize that blouse isn’t going to work. Toss on wine-colored Old Navy stretchy shirt instead.
1400: Nursing home service. I drop Jon off and go to Pamida to find something to wear over my shirt. Find weird sweater thing. Get lipstick too and apply it in bathroom at nursing home.
1500: Arrive at church in town. Find that lipstick job is crappy. Re-apply and check with conductor to see if I should just take it off. Wait for things to start.
1600: First performance of “Carols Round the Table”. All goes well until I jump the gun on my reading. Oops! Pregnant silence while we figure out where we are. (Oh yes… the candle also refused to light.)
1700: Help serve food. Apologize to conductor who laughs off my mistake. Help clean up after people leave.
1820: FINALLY get to eat. Have bowl of chicken soup and a roll with some punch. Someone gives the choir people some “cherries in the snow”. Quite good.
1900: Second performance. All goes well with the music and my reading. Plum pudding refuses to stay lit, causing the pastor to joke that “we’re out of fuel”.
2000: Conductor tells me to sit down and eat with Jon (who came to see me sing). Help clean up while Jon socializes.
2100: Head home. Arrive home and jump in the shower to unshellac my hair and get the make-up off.
2200: Check email and have IM conversation with best friend from childhood even though I want to go to bed.
2230: Tune into COPS and curl up on the futon where I try to convince Edda that Mommy needs her panther. Fall asleep while cats are playing tag.