So, this morning I was fixing my bagel and a cup of hot tea and Brian and Stephen come into the kitchen. Brian was aleady dressed for worship service in his full suit and tie. He even had dad's pocketwatch to complete the outfit. His suit is new and still a novelty, so naturally he was talking about it. Well, Stephen sees that his tie is slightly askew.
"Here, Brian, your tie is crooked," Stephen said and proceeded to reach out a helping hand to straighten it for him.
"Hey!" Brian said as he jerked away, "That's my wife's job!...Except I don't have one yet, so I guess it's my job."
I have been wondering for several years now what the wife's place is. Thankfully, I have a younger brother who's got a pretty good idea.
I hope wives do more than just fix ties. I mean, whos going to cook, clean, watch the kids, support the family, get me a "coke," and buy me presents when I leave home?
I really want to write another post, but I really don't have time. I think this semester is the craziest, paper-writingest semester I've had at college. When it's all over I'm going to go back and find out exactly what my word count was so that I can complain about it more freely. :)
Well, since this post doesn't actually contain much of interest, ya'll will have to do all the work. I humbly request everyone to comment either one very clever thing, two moderately clever things, or three things very dull indeed.
^^okay, that was an epic fail so far as quoting goes ^^ i was trying to find someone in the dorm that had the movie so i could quote it perfectly, but alas, to no avail. you get it though, right?
Very true, being a leader is a very scary thought - especially when you think about the fact that we are sometimes leaders when we don't mean to be or when we don't even think about it.
"It's going to errupt! We have to get to the beach. We have to find a way off this island!" he yelled to her over the deep rumbling of the earth and the crash of the forest as hundreds of dinosaurs stampeded further from the danger of the smoking and sputtering volcano.
"But we haven't found the way yet!" She yelled back.
"One thing at a time, we have to make it to the beach first. We'll think about the rest when we get there."
They began to run through the forest. He hacked at branches with his machete as they ran but some branches still whipped them regardless. Every moment they were in danger not only of being burned alive by the molten lava that began it's rolling descent down the side of the volcano or of being crushed by the rock that rained down from the sky or suffocated in the thick smoke and ashes, but they were also in danger of being trampled by the dinasaurs around them which ran with the frenzy of terror.
She glanced back to ensure that the rest of her companions were still near. She saw young Raymond stumble. He hadn't yet recovered from his injury. She could see he was bleeding again.
This was the race of their lives. They had to make it to the beach with enough time to figure out a way off this island. She didn't know how they could do it, she could only hope and pray that Talis thought of another genius idea.
The beach was in sight. Raymond collapsed, pale faced and dying. She knelt beside him to do what she could for his wound.
"Talis, what next?" She asked, with fear and hopeless building up within her.
He looked around, searching for anything that might work.
"I've got it!" he cried out with excitement, running to a nearby tree.
"Kids!" the yell came from far away. "Kids, it's starting to get late. You need to come in and get your baths."
In the blink of an eye, the island faded from her sight. She looked around at her two brothers. One with a wooden sword in his hand, the other lying on the ground clutching his side and wincing with pretend pain.
"Coming, mom!" the three of them yelled back, and obediently they ran back to the house.
P.S. Thanks to all of you who commented last post. I completely agree with the sentements expressed.
Excellent story. It reminds me of the kinds of stories Hannah writes - she wrote one similar to this one about a little boy and a pillow-"case." You should get her to post it or show it to you sometime.
Ok, so I'm going to post about the election. I'm sure that there will be a bazillion of these posts on pleo by tomorrow, if there aren't already, but the election is what is on my mind so that is what I am going to post about.
Right now, it looks like we elected Obama (if I were smart, I would wait to post this tomorrow and proclaim with certainty who won, but apparently I'm not smart :) ). Many people are going to be depressed about this, many are going to be discouraged. Personally, I'm not particularly happy about it, but I can't find it in myself to be overly concerned. It is not my distinct dislike of politics that makes me unconcerned with the outcome. This is actually the most interested and involved in politics I have ever been and I certainly believe in each individual's ability to choose what path this country takes.
However, even if we as a nation make poor choices that cause us hardship and enable wickedness, God will be glorified regardless. He can work good in all things. He will display His might, His justice, His mercy in whatever course we take. What we must do is be willing to accept whatever course will lead people to God, even if it means more hardship for ourselves or our children. I feel as though this election has already given God the glory if for no other reason than it has made me praise Him all the more for the confidence and hope that we can have in Him.
On a slightly different note (although just as soapboxish), I couldn't help but laugh when I heard the reporters on the news talking about how this was such a "historical election." This election MAY influence our nation for years to come, it MAY even bring about drastic changes in the world at large, but even supposing it is as important as all that, what is one nation's fate in the scheme of all time? We talk about Alexander the Great and Napolean and Hitler, people who definitely changed the world, but do their actions change the way I live my life? Can their actions effect God's plan? There is nothing great about this election. Man insists on building the tower of babylon. God will tear it down in His time.
Please, add your comments on to my rantings. I want to hear all of your thoughts on this election. All I really wanted to say with this long post is: Through Obama, through our nation, may God glorify His name in whatever way most exalts Him.
I'm terribly dissapointed. I don't wan t obe a socialist! But the time for protest is over now... now we have to pray that Obama will be a good leader for us--and actually mean it.
God WILL be glorified. Even though I'm disappointed, it's time to pray for our new leader(s) and submit as far as it doesn't conflict with God's rule in our lives.
I am viewing the election from a very objective view point - though I am a bit concerned about the future of our nation, I can't seem to be overly worried. If it turns out to be a bad road for Christians we will pass through, it should not discourage, only make our faith and dependence on God stronger.
I have had an amazing day today...and I have absolutely no idea why. I am just...happy, excited, rejoicing. I want to spin in circles in the middle of the street and sing at the top of my lungs. I want to shout "THANK YOU" up to heaven in all the languages of the earth and then rest in the soft grass with all the peace and contentment of my current mind as the only thing to think about. I want to laugh and dance and talk a mile a minute.
WHY?!? I don't know, but I don't want it to end and I want all of ya'll to feel the same way, too. Really, I don't know why I DON'T feel like this all the time. Shouldn't we cry out with thanksgiving to God every moment we live on this earth? Shouldn't we thank God every moment for the friends and family that surround us and comfort us? Shouldn't we thank God every moment for his mercy and love?
I know that there is a proper time and place for mourning and that in times of trial and in the hustle and bustle of life it is difficult to remember God's blessings and promises, but surely if we dwell on them every day of our lives, we can't help but be a joyful and thankful people.
Wow, ok, well, that's my rant for the evening. I hope that it managed to brighten your day as well as mine.
With all my love and joy,
Beth
P.S. The quote of last post was the all-knowing and all-wise Philip, believe it or not.
