Ramblings

Word of the Day: Reflection

Thoughts about today. Hmmm… prayer room? So many thoughts. Hmmm… my mind wonders way too much. Banana Pancakes… yummy! Lots of syrup too! School bus just passed by. I hated ridding the school bus. I was always assigned to the front seat… guess I got out of control in the back. Once I tried to climb out the emergency exit but I got caught. I even slid under the bus when I slipped on a piece of ice getting onto the bus. Isn’t that a run-on if I say so? Uh-huh… I do. I wonder if I’ll say that anytime soon. This is coming from a teacher too… how I miss my little Arabic speaking students. Even missin correcting their grammar mistakes. Yea… sometimes I’m nerdy like that. My roomie says I’m a bit weird. I’d rather be a nerd. That’s okay Jesus loves me soooo much. Someday where gonna get married. He thinks I’m gorgeous! :-D So weird how society views beauty and how Jesus makes us so much more beautiful than any sort of cosmetics. Although I’m not against wearing cosmetics but I never wear them in the gym. Hmmm… I really need to get back into my running mode. I’m losing my muscles but gaining prayer muscles. Sometimes I feel like run’n in the prayer room but instead I sit in the infamous blue chair… wait or is it grey? At times I get really happy and jump up and down but I eventually go back to the grey chair or I sit on the floor. I can’t believe how many grey hairs I’ve been getting. I’m only 27 years old too… wait or am I 28? In Korea I would be turning 29 at the turn of the year, which would make me 28. I can’t wait till I turn 30! Really because the best years of life are in your 30’s! Here I come... 30’s baby! Nope not yet, no little munchkins. Maybe someday. How beautiful are the feet that bring good news. I was born in 82. Man, I really do miss my 82 ‘chingu club.’ I feel like a mom in my apt. I’m almost 10 years older than my roomies. Funny though we all look about the same age. It’s the height I say. Oh sweet Jesus! Jesus I love You. Jesus I adore You! I was blown away tonight how much Jesus thinks of me as His friend. I’m His friend. Wow! Oh how He loves me. Oh how He loves me. Oh how He loves me. Hey He really does you know? I’m not conceited I swear to it. Yep I’m just really confident in His love for me. That’s all. I haven’t used that laundry detergent in over 2 ½ years. I’m just ecstatic to have a dryer now. I wonder why Asia doesn’t have clothes dryers. I wonder if it’s because there are so many little people. Although I thought I would be a little taller there… come to find out, I was still the shortest one! It never fails… I’m always the littlest. Although I think I saw a girl here in Kansas City that was littler. Is that a word? It is now. Yep and I’m a teacher. Now it is 7:47 am and I probably should be getting to bed. I really don’t find the beds comfortable here. They remind me of my childhood. I miss my twin. I had the top bunk. I’d say that bunk-beds wouldn’t be my first choice but I guess I didn’t come here for the comfort of sleep. Sometimes when making the bed here, I feel like I’m at a rehab center. I love popping the centers out of Reese cups. Even though I’m not a big peanut butter fan. Mixed with milk chocolate it’s good. They always have peanut butter sandwiches for a second choice of food even on fish days. Good thing I’m not allergic to peanut butter too. Hmmm… the 2 most popular allergies and they serve them together? Contradictory? I need sleep. I’m rambling. Night. Wait or is it day? Can’t wait to be back on the day schedule soon.

Who is this Man from Nazareth?

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My strength. My portion. Jesus. My sweet Jesus.

My flesh and heart fail. There must be more.
'Jesus' 'Jesus' 'Jesus Christ of Nazareth.'
Who is this Nazarene Man born in a manger?
Meek. Gentle. Lowly in heart.
This 'Jesus' my strength. My heart.
This 'Jesus' my portion. My cup.

No other love. No other fortune.
No predetermination exceeding beyond His proximity.

Jesus my strength. Jesus my portion.
Jesus my reward. Jesus my fortune.

I say aloud... Here I am. Here I am. Jesus Here I am.

Here I am in worship. Here I am.
Here I am for war. Here I am.
Here I stand. Anoint my heart for worship.
Here I stand. Train these hands for war.
That I might sing straight to the depths of Your heart.
That I might bend bows of oppression.

Here I am 'Jesus of Nazareth.'
Here I stand for worship. Here I stand for war.

This Man. This Jesus is my strength.
This Man that I say. This Jesus is the shield of my salvation.

Here I am my Friend. Here I stand 'Jesus Christ of Nazareth.' Here I am.
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