Ahh, classes are done for the week. Choir went well today, though I couldn't sing worth anything. I sounded like a dying frog. No joke. But I gave my best, like I did in Chapel as well right after class. Worship was awesome, the guy that was singing is always awesome when he sings, and Becky, my friend was playing the piano. She has one of my most beautiful voices I've ever heard. Her passion for God is so evident when you watch her sing, her heart is HUGE too. She's like my second sister. The sermon today was given by my ex-youth pastor, Alan. He's such a great person. He talked about how we as people spend our time. Mostly in Chronos - busy, timed, organized.. instead of Kairos - willinly giving of your time and having a joy of God in your heart. He talked about how we work and work and work and when we have leisure time, we don't spend it with him in our hearts. It's true too, I can see that in myself, I won't lie about it. It is also sad. We need to spend more time doing things in Kairos style and give everything to God. One of the questions that he asked was, "Who are you?" In the heart of reflection, this question is haunting and pursuing. You have to think deeply about who you are, what you're doing with your life and how are you giving your time to God. So heres me asking it. "WHO are YOU?" As you think about it, so will I. I truely want to learn, cause I know that even though I claim to be a Christian, it's always hard to resist sin and temptation, to forget to include God in your life all the time.. instead of just a minute here and there, or a prayer just before bed. God wants us ALL the time, night, day, morning, evening, in the shower, the bathroom, when your sleeping, when your eating or talking.. even while your in class. Thats the big one, well here at Central it is, cause I can look around the classroom and watch as peoples play games or talk on messenger instead of paying attention to the word of God that's being taught. That's why I'm glad I don't have wireless internet, I can't take my computer to class with me. Cause if I did, I definitly know I wouldn't pay attention. I've got bad enough ADD already without that distraction that I don't need anything else. Who are you really? Truely? Completely? Do you belong to God or to society?
Anywho's - I'm sitting here, snuggled under my blanket, wrapped up so I look like a cacoon and listening to music. I was just thinking about the sermon and I wanted to write about it, so that you, my blog followers (if I have any) could think about this yourselves... Oh, oh! I have to blog about this... today just before we got in line for lunch, my friend Brice decided to find out what pepper spray tasted like. Ha! It was soo funny. He spayed like a dime size dallop of it on his hand and licked it. This is what he said - "It tastes like orange.. Waaaaaaaaaaahhhhh!!" and he started to fan is mouth and decided to go get some water. He then went to splash water on his face and got some pepper spray (from his hand) into his right eye. He came back to the table and his face was redder that the dress that I'm currently wearing and he was crying. I can't believe he did that! Amazing! So, me and the other group of friends that were sitting at the table talked about that the whole time we were eating. We had fried chicked and mashed potatoes (mmmmm, I LOVE mashed potatoes!) and I had two capaccino's.. we just got a capaccino machine over fall break and everyone found out about it yesterday, during breakfast, lol. Afterwards I was bouncing down the hallway once I was back here in my dorm and frollicing, lol... something that is funny to see. Now I'm just laying in bed with my fan blowing on me and blogging on here. Nothing else to do currently. Unless I wanted to go back to sleep. But I don't feel like it right now. Maybe after dinner, which is at 4:30 today. Like every Friday. Or I might take a nap before and then sleep after, lol... such big decisions, j/k :D
*sigh* I guess I'm done for right now. I'm gonna head off and check facebook and myspace for a bit.
Peace out
~ Ashley ~
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