Wednesday, January 28, 2009

How do people make it through life without a sister? ~Sara Corpening

A sister is a little bit of childhood that can never be lost. ~Marion C. Garretty

A sister smiles when one tells one's stories - for she knows where the decoration has been added. ~Chris Montaigne

If you don't understand how a woman could both love her sister dearly and want to wring her neck at the same time, then you were probably an only child. ~Linda Sunshine

You can kid the world. But not your sister. ~Charlotte Gray

The mildest, drowsiest sister has been known to turn tiger if her sibling is in trouble. ~Clara Ortega

Sisters function as safety nets in a chaotic world simply by being there for each other. ~Carol Saline

To the outside world we all grow old. But not to brothers and sisters. We know each other as we always were. We know each other's hearts. We share private family jokes. We remember family feuds and secrets, family griefs and joys. We live outside the touch of time. ~Clara Ortega

An older sister helps one remain half child, half woman. ~Author Unknown

In the cookies of life, sisters are the chocolate chips. ~Author Unknown

A sibling may be the keeper of one's identity, the only person with the keys to one's unfettered, more fundamental self. ~Marian Sandmaier

Sisters never quite forgive each other for what happened when they were five. ~Pam Brown

Our siblings. They resemble us just enough to make all their differences confusing, and no matter what we choose to make of this, we are cast in relation to them our whole lives long. ~Susan Scarf Merrell

Sisters share the scent and smells - the feel of a common childhood. ~Pam Brown

We acquire friends and we make enemies, but our sisters come with the territory. ~Evelyn Loeb

We may look old and wise to the outside world. But to each other, we are still in junior school. ~Charlotte Gray

You keep your past by having sisters. As you get older, they're the only ones who don't get bored if you talk about your memories. ~Deborah Moggach

It's hard to be responsible, adult and sensible all the time. How good it is to have a sister whose heart is as young as your own. ~Pam Brown

An older sister is a friend and defender - a listener, conspirator, a counsellor and a sharer of delights. And sorrows too. ~Pam Brown

A sister shares childhood memories and grown-up dreams. ~Author Unknown

The best thing about having a sister was that I always had a friend. ~Cali Rae Turner

I know some sisters who only see each other on Mother's Day and some who will never speak again. But most are like my sister and me... linked by volatile love, best friends who make other best friends ever so slightly less best. ~Patricia Volk

For my sisters, I love you Kim & Kris!!
Love, "Little One" aka, "Stinky" aka, "Animal" aka, "ubiboobi-[less]" aka, Kati Lady aka,...

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

You know how the Proverbs 31 woman's children rise up and call her blessed? I may not sit here at my desk as the Proverbs 31 woman (or else I would already be ready for tomorrow's midterm, and I could laugh at the day to come, ;) ya hear me?), but I am right now assured that my children will one day look at the life I've lived and the many friends that shed a little water on my garden, and they will call me blessed.

I need to be delving into my studies right now, but I am so moved by the goodness of God to me, to have given me deep and real relationships, relationships on so many levels, and with people at so many stages of their lives- people who can refresh me with their innocence and excitement; people who can lead me with their insight and wisdom; people who can hear me in my cries and hold me in my storms, their feet never moving and their hearts never swaying, people who held me before I had words to tell them what they'd someday mean to me, the ones who look back today and tell me what my childish temper was like, and my child-like kisses, people to tell me I have a hope and a future, and that my children will one day rise up and call me blessed.

I am blessed, protected, guided, encouraged, surrounded, reminded, restored, refreshed, heard, held, touched.

Thank you Lord, for these friends.

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

I am freezing in the office. It is 9am, and I have been here for hours already. I was flipping through random pictures on facebook and came across one of a little beach-blonde boy eating a melting ice cream cone on the sidewalk. He looks up at the camera with happy eyes and a messy ice-cream-covered face.

Suddenly, I want nothing more than to be sitting by myself on hot pavement, eating an ice cream cone. Not just that, but I miss that feeling of being a child on a summer day, with absolutely nothing hanging over your head of what you should do. You know, before you really even get those ideas about what one ought to do with their free time in order to improve read. Yes, I miss sitting on the concrete in my driveway or in front of my house, all alone, with a hoolla-hoop and a couple slices of american cheese. One for me. One for the ant circus. Right now, if I could, I go sit and tear the cheese into tiny pieces with my little finger nails and place it inside the magical circle and watch as the ants go in and try to carry off their loot. Usually they'd crawl right under the hoolla-hoop despite my best hopes of them being trapped to perform in my little circus.

Yes, I miss my sholders being golden brown from my friendship with the sun..long days pouring water into old dead tree stumps and listening to it with the old man down the street. I miss finding potato bugs and walking around, rolling them between my index and thumb. I miss running through the sprinkler.

It is strange, I don't really remember it ever being cold in my first 5 years of life. I was always in a little tank top or a swim suit. The window was always down. I was always outside, or the door was open.

Today, I am cold. And even if I were to leave work right now, I'd go do homework, or exercise, or something I know I should do. Perhaps this is why I love naps so much, it is like the one thing I can still do that somehow is uncomplicated. Then again, I was never allowed naps as a kid (was I kim and kris! grr), and even naps I suposse are another thing we need to do.

I think sitting on hot concrete watching ants will forever be one of my favorite pastimes.

Friday, January 02, 2009

I'm excited for a new year! At the Vision Banquet two nights ago, Pastor Norm announced our theme: Emmanual, Touched by the Eternal. I was shocked by how much the things he shared spoke right to my present situation and struggles. And then I laughed at my own shock, how many times must the Lord use people to speak right to me for me to stop being surprised by it? This is going to be a great year, I know it. I've already had to do some fighting over my heart and thoughts, but I'm encouraged by that. I want progress, I want victories, and those usually take battles. Obviously, there are some great things looming in this coming year if these problems are guarding it's very entrance. A primary lesson you learn in Strategic Life Training (SCS's two year course on worldview and, how to live strategically) is "Power is guarded by Problems." :)

I want to know the fullness of Emmanuel, "God with us."