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MJ and such [Jul. 12th, 2009|07:56 am]

So you know how Michael Jackson died and there has just been all this ridiculous controversy?  Well, one thing got me truly thinking about how interesting it is in the U.S. and how we all have a hard time, I guess, digesting controversial issues.

First comes one comes to something that is rather upsetting for people to think about, which is ironic to me.  For literally centuries marriages were not normally for a twenty year old woman and a twenty year old man.  What shocks people about this is that men are still attracted to females who are much younger than them, and by our standards still children.  I mean, even in Christianity, we believe Mary, the mother of Jesus, was only around 12-14 years old!  It's like somewhere in the midst of the past one hundred years this became frowned upon, but that was the only thing that happened to decide it was wrong.  It doesn't seem like there was a massive evolution of human though that made men and I guess some women all of a sudden decide that younger people of the opposite gender were dirty and too young.  I mean really, if we examine how long these kind of marriages were going on, the distance of the past 100 years really isn't all the long.  In comparison it may as well have been a week or a month or just a single year that it took for us to decide it was wrong.

What this brings me to next is that we as American's have failed miserably at seeing how catastrophic this has probably made our country.  Telling a twenty year old who is crushing on a thirteen or fourteen year old that he is a pervert, disgusting, a pedophile, etc. is why I think we have so many problems with things like pedophilia and rape.  There must be some kind of psychological issues that become apparent in people in these situations.

Then we have people who are pedophiles and rapists, but when you look at their past and their life history, it seems those same things are rampant in their own lives.  Even in modern day U.S.A. we can't seem to create programs enough to save these people from repeating what has psychologically been burnt into their minds and their behaviors.  As hard as it is to think about, parents and even the children involved shouldn't have a choice but to be helped, but that is me thinking about taking rights away, so I guess maybe not.

Then comes this most recent superstar death, actually probably one of the most riveting and most well known deaths of our time (as in the last century) and people can't decide how they feel about it.  First off, the decision to be unsure or disgusted by him comes from #1 a lack of respect and trust in our legal justice system which proclaims that the prosecuted are innocent until proven guilty.  MJ was not proven guilty, and in fact was acquited.  Then though, what really fails to happen is people fail to understand that this man openly basically said he had a shitload of problems.  He didn't hide them, because in reality he couldn't hide them.  What we know though is that he was screwed up, and he knew he was screwed up.  It isn't  that he necessarily was a pedophile either, because on thing people fail to remember is all the accounts of people claiming he was childlike.  He did bizarre things in the name of childhood, why?  Most easily thought of and reasonable answer is because he was reliving a lost childhood, and it really isn't that absurd if people would just stop being close-minded on the issue.  If he was a pedophile though, the other thing that needs to be realized is that he was still a human being who did great and amazing things through his music and through his philanthropic works.  Screwing up by having a psychological problem should never be enough to cause an uproar about people's good things.

History would probably show us that millions of famous people had some kind of dealing with what we would consider a pedophile type encounter, but because modern media wasn't around, they are still recognized as world leaders, world changers, overall good people, etc.

I'm sure this is going to piss some people off and I'm sure I'll either get nasty comment or some people are going to act like I'm a horrible person, so to protect that I'm not going to make a big deal out of posting this.  Basically, it was just something I felt like I needed to get out.

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Today is the Day [Jul. 2nd, 2009|11:10 am]
Today we find out if we are going to be able to move to Princeton.  Andrew may be getting a job at $11 an hour, and even though it's a second shift (6p-2aish) this is the kind of news we really needed to hear.  He'll be getting to do what he wants to do too, drive a forklift around, lol.  The rent home is technically a duplex and we'd be getting the top floor with one bedroom.  That isn't a bad thing though as we simply just need something to get us settled up here.  It's only $375 (okay, maybe actually only $325), plus an equal deposit and we'd pay for electric, gas, and water.  That wouldn't or at least shouldn't put us up more than what we are paying now with $400+electric, since it has lots of windows which means less reason to have all the lights on and I'm excited and I don't think I can really explain online in words how terribly excited I am to live in a place with windows, and yeah, AAAAAAAAHHHHHH!
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Life [Jul. 1st, 2009|11:34 am]
Andrew -- He has been doing pretty great. He really likes his job at McDonald's, but right now we are looking for someone possibly closer to Princeton for us to move. I'll write more about that in a minute, but that definitely has him nervous. We know that if we want to be doing great for when the baby comes we really should be saving and just trying to do better for ourselves, which really isn't going badly. He has been feeling a bit off though, and I can really tell. Although he is much happier lately, he still seems like something just doesn't feel right, you know?

Pets -- Daisy is good, and Benji is so-so. We have to spend more time with the little guy. We have a new addition though, and no, I'm not cleaning her litter box, lmao. I get reminded almost daily by someone who realizes I'm pregnant that I shouldn't be around our new Isabella's poo. She is just now around three and half months old. She is absolutely a little munchkin, who bites and scratches! Her picture is under the cut!
Izzzzzzzzzy! )Work -- I am not and have not and probably never will be cut out for a realllllll job. I like running around town having fun, sitting on the computer, and not feeling my life waste away for nine hours everyday. Thank you baby amoeba! Thank you so damn much for giving me a get out of jail free card! My hours are going to get cut soon for a while until I'm done with morning sickness and such, and I'm so exciting about that, lol. We'll still be making enough to comfortably get by on. I know I'll have to get a job when the baby is getting closer and when we possibly move. I'm super excited though.

Home -- Our lease on our apartment is up in August, which is fastly approaching. Since we need to give 30 days notice on whether we are going to re-lease or whatever, we have to find out ASAP if we can get a place up in Princeton to live. It's about an hour away from where we live now and it's closer to Andrew's parents, which isn't bad, but it's an hour away from my parents, so now happy mediums there. The reason to move up here is that renting homes here is so much cheaper, his sister's house is one I really like and it's less than $500 a month, which is such a huge difference from in Evansville. So keep that in your prayers!

 

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Erm, and my sister-in-laws husband (what would you call him??) is joining the army.  I cried, lol, like a freaking baby.  Luckily she should still be here when I give birth and everything since he'd have to do basic and AIT (or whatever the heck it's called) so I'm glad about that.  It kind of sucks though, but then again, I think it is definitely one of those things that I would rather him regret doing it than regret never trying it at all.  These things are better learned through personal experience, and I really hope theirs is a good one.
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Update and a long-winded rant [Jun. 28th, 2009|05:46 pm]

I'm pregnant, a little embryo (nicknamed "The Little Amoeba" is about the size of a sesame seed. I'm around five weeks. Crazy.

Lately my spiritual journey has been slumped, and I'm finding myself eager to get back to figuring out what is in store for me. Everything around me is changing and I find my love for all thing is growing as well. I just want to be back in a place where I'm finding that love gravitates both away and towards myself though.

Today I kind of released my anxious thoughts and frustrations regarding this past year of events which has lead me to feel so distant and cold, I'm feeling relieved.

The Vent of the Century (or at least this year!) )

Things I want to change before giving birth:
Walk more.
Eat better.

Spin poi more.

Love myself more.

Love my husband more.

Be free.
Free.
and more free.

Maybe I'm just really craving freedom more than anything, mostly because it seems like such a distant dream.

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(no subject) [Jun. 7th, 2009|04:50 pm]
I am going to school to be an English teacher, the plan is for the fall.
Scary.

All my favorite teachers were English teachers...
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(no subject) [Jun. 7th, 2009|02:40 pm]
my obsession with becoming obsessed and sticking to that obsession is itching.  it has always been there.  i have this addictive personality that literally craves to become an addict.  thankfully alcohol doesn't work, i'm allergic to the world's most favorite poison, i find this slightly ironic.  i couldn't get drunk if i tried, because i'd probably pass out from all the pain i was in before i was even halfway there.  something different.

i'm thinking numbers.  i want to be obsessed with numbers, 33 inch waist,
145 pounds,
1870 calories,
60 grams of fat,
540 calories from fat
1450 mg of sodium
144.5 oz of wonderful h2o
0 purging in a year of over
250 days full of it,
the number of clean pennies vs. dirty pennies in my drawer at work.  customers get dirty pennies, because i can't stand to look at the dirty ones.
the number of hours daisy has spent in her kennel.
the amount of times i've fed izzy.
the number of hours i'm barely surviving on.
7:30
7:30
why the hell do i keep waking up at 7:30.
i need to.
live life.
with numbers, haha.

eerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgh.
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(no subject) [May. 24th, 2009|07:20 pm]
I just want to love people.

Toooooo much.

Everyday people are dying because somehow we've forgotten to love, and we've forgotten that when we do love our actions need to reflect it.  How could I forget this so quickly?

I'm making a list of things to do....I should really try to do them....
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(no subject) [Apr. 21st, 2009|12:06 pm]

  • 13:22 I'm setting up my phone! #

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Gah! [Mar. 7th, 2009|03:58 pm]
SICK!!!  I'm sick, sick, sick, sick.

Well, healing.

101.6 fever last night.

My body was sweating like a hot humid day had come around and the mattress was like an aftershower towel that was just sopping it all up.  I went to sleep shaking, seizure-like shakes, and not knowing my own mind.  I woke at my normal 97.6 in the nude.  Pain was gone.  Cough was gone.  Mucus was almost gone.  My mind was suddenly sane.

I feel good.

I am healing.

Two and a half weeks of uninsured hell may finally be behind me.
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much too rare a craving [Jan. 31st, 2009|04:54 pm]

I have a craving for simplicity, it's elegant taste on my lips.  Marinating my soul with a love for everything and nothing at all.  It soaks into the pores of my measly existence and I start to feel like I'm lost in a see of things.  Objects.

Everything moves too quickly, but not quite fast enough for the girl who can't decide what she wants.  I know that my heart desires nothing at all, as in, literally, getting rid of it all.  The clothes on my back.  The overpriced food that I could  trade for molded bread found by being the least of these.  The car, ever gas guzzling, air toxifying vehicle.

Oh me, oh my.  I just want something different.  I feel the waves hit up against my soul, the ever clear waters of change.  I can't see it as the transparent form that it really has though.  I can only see through my human eyes, stricken with slavery to things, materials, objects, persons, the rock hard head felt from dark asphalt on a summer day.  I need a pair of goggles, just another object, to make things clear -- at least that is what iI keep telling myself.

Maybe the secret is that I need to no longer be human, to release myself of this human form, this overindulgent form that seems to be suck on my bones.





I think I need sleep.

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think think think about what your doing baby [Jan. 26th, 2009|02:12 pm]
My mind is a struggling force against reality, expectations, a Father, a Son, a Spirit, a World.
Where are my loyalties?
I don't know anymore!!

Think!
Think!
Think!

Somehow I'm concerned.  I can't do much right in my own eyes.  Disturbingly enough.

I'm excited about a big snow.  Snow angels.  Snow balls.  Snowy roads.  Snowy skys.
I want my eyelashes full of white fluff frozen to the folicles.

I'm so distracted....
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Relieved of My Duties [Jan. 20th, 2009|02:37 pm]
What do I want to talk about?

I spent the last two nights at my in-laws which was really nice. We visited Andrew's sister and I got to play Cooking Mama on her Wii, and I've decided, there are two things I'd really love to splurge on. A Wii and a new and good digital camera. Then we had a good few days. We watched some movies, made snow angels, and played Phase 10.

Somethings are not so snazzy though.

I lost my secretary job. Why? Hilariously enough, I was laid off. Some people are more upset than I am over it, specifically because the position was filled by a volunteer and I was not offered the volunteer position. I know that I wasn't a good secretary though, not that I had any experience before then, but I know that probably had something to do with it. So here is where I will finally rant and rave about my feelings towards my old church. The reasons, why my heart is breaking, and what I hope you all can pray for them about.

We are all failures at being perfect people. I know this and most of you know this as well, even about yourself. I know that my expectations are often too high -- just see my Chinese Zodiac (year of the Dragon) -- and I am easily let down because of it. What I am upset about though, has very little to do with just simply people letting me down. I am upset because people claiming the name of Lord have let God down. I feel it whole-heartedly, I feel my heart breaking and cracking and snapping under the pressure of the conviction that has been eating away at my soul for so long.

CB has been struggling for a while now. They were once known for their members who were rich, political, and/or simply well-known in this mediocre city. The church itself had money and to an extent because of it's members, power. They were capable of convincing people to join just like any other mega-church nowadays because they "had it", whatever it was. I don't know what the church was really like then, but I've heard quite a few times from many other people that it was similar to a high school popularity contest. The arguments were futile and just downright silly. Needless to say, it's been on a decline for years now.

It has been very interesting seeing the amazing propositions that the pastor (of almost 6-7 years now) has felt convicted to bring up to the members. The problem has been though, that the majority of members are 60+ years old. The second largest age group for the past few years has been the youth at 12-19. There is practically no middle ground and it's cost the church and I fear, the Lord.

Anyways.

The pastor came up with ideas for change, you know, to turn the church around. To inspire and unite the church and the neighborhood (which is one of the poorer neighborhoods in the city that is downtown and stricken with poverty, homeless, drugs, gangs, racism, etc.) and to bring Christ to the people, and for the Holy Spirit to work by bringing in people to Christ. There was an idea for people literally relocating to the area, instead of the richer, or more "comfortable" places that they mostly live. There have been prayer groups planned. There have been requests for people to consider really tithing.

Last year, right before my wedding, there was talk that they'd lose the massive building because of costs. Someone came in and rescued them for another year. This year, the reality was made clear that we either turned things completely around, or we have to move on from the building, or simply away from the church all-together. The past few months have been revolving around the options for the church.

In October we were given three options to possibly pursue. Leave our building and join with Church A or Church B, or we could have members from Church C (a very successful and evangelistic church who has helped many other churches and has many incredible outreach programs) come in and help build our church up with new staff, and to help the pastor who is doing many jobs that are just simply too much. Church A and B are both struggling and to this day, the option still is open for relocation with/to them -- but what do you get by combining two struggling churches? The chances for success probably don't go up, I can almost guarantee.

When it came to Church C's option, I will openly admit to having been really uneasy about it. It killed my heart to hear that my pastor wouldn't be our pastor, and that many people may temporarily be displaced in their volunteer jobs. When it came down to it though, I took what my pastor asked us to do -- which was pray and search God for the correct thing to do -- and I ran with it. I found myself delving into the Word and praying almost constantly about it. I searched my own logic, God's logic, and weighed the benefits and risks. God wants that church to change, and He wants good things to come from them in that area -- where there is so much need.

Christ stuck it out with those who were broken, weeping, poor, homeless, ill, and even hung around outcasts. What good was really going to come from leaving those people? If we couldn't do it in an incredible facility, what more were we really going to do in a mediocre facility? The change would either occur now or it wouldn't at all. When the time came to make the vote though, I was bombarded by those who craved only one thing -- CONTROL.

The issues that came up were about wanting to keep that Pastor as their Pastor, because he was so important -- Not that God was so important and that He'd called them to do such a thing. The issues that came up were about wanting to keep control of their money -- because they'd been doing such a great job with it obviously with them about to lose everything. The issues were that they wanted to be in charge -- after all, this was their church.

Three months later, our Pastor attempted to give up over $1,000 of his pay, I lost my job, and various other paid employees lost their jobs because the funding simply does not exist. What burns in me is a Holy anger, not that I lost my job, but that people have forgotten what it means to truly seek God and to follow Him anywhere -- even in the most uncomfortable conditions. What angers me is that it was so apparent that very few people had sought Him in an effort to choose what was truly right.

The pastor has set up a few options now, two of them in particular mean that he will leave, one of them sooner than later. He even brought up possibly moving into the church building, which by all means, I think would be amazing. I've always found that the building could easily sustain a few, if not, many families. So this is where they need prayer.
Please pray that:
  1. The church body will Seek God, fully and whole-heartedly, with an open mind to His Will.
  2. God will move in the lives of those around the area to feel a pull towards CB, to show the member that their help is needed.
  3. God will watch over the Pastor as he makes choices trying to further the Kingdom.
  4. The Pastors family relationship will strengthen despite this being the toughest of times, with much uncertainty.
  5. The right decisions are made to further His Kingdom.
For myself:
  1. I can find a second job.
  2. That our finances are covered, despite our desire to move in May.
  3. That Andrew is able to possibly find a second job that doesn't take too much out of him.
  4. That God will find a place for us to call Home.
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Just Thinking [Jan. 10th, 2009|10:39 am]
So we had been making these extravagent plans to go to CO and I'm starting to feel unsure and kind of sad at the idea. This year is a big year of firsts for us, our 21st birthdays which I'd really like to celebrate with family. Our Nephew's first birthday. Etc. These are things I'd really like to be here for, also, my sister graduates this year and at this rate, I'll probably miss it. I'm ready for a change again, but not that kind of change, not anymore.

So last night we went to Angelo's and Jillians for Andrew's sis's birthday. I liked the meal I got at Angelo and our waiter was a crack up because he was kind of making fun of us because some people at the table couldn't understand him and Andrew's aunt was hitting on him the whole time, lol, but she is married. Well, We only have 42 bucks and I was going to give him the 42 even though our meal only came out to be 37 bucks, well he put down the tip that everyone owed him on the reciept and it was a 20% tip! He wasn't even the guy who filled up our drinking glasses, it was a kid who looked no older than fourteen, lol. So we ended up paying him the 44.45 he requested, because we are nice, but we had to be given some extra money from his Nana, which was all just frustrating. Overally, I enjoyed it though, I had eggplant parmigiana, and it was amazing!

Jillian's was a crack-up. Andrew's sis, who used to be able to hold her own drinking before she got pregnant, has one margarita and was seriously loopy, lol. It was funny, at one point she was trying to pat me on my shoulder i think and instead hit my boombooms and then she was like "I hit your boobies!" and she said it in a sloppy slurred way, lmao, it was really funny. We played games for like an hour though and it was hilarious.

I had fun.

I'm thinking about taking on a third job, just for the record. What are some good and fun places that you all think would make for a good job? Haha, if I take on a third job, I'm not going to want one that is just going to prove to be unenjoyable, you know?
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(no subject) [Jan. 5th, 2009|08:04 pm]
Sometimes I start to feel childish and want to call people rude names. I'm not sure why I get this urge, but I tend to think it's just a weird habit or something.

My heart is burning deeply though, in other news. Good things are abrewing.
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(no subject) [Jan. 1st, 2009|04:46 pm]
Everything is magnified, multiplied, randomized.

Party.
Party.
Party.

Or not.

Phew! Work non-stop, just to play for a few hours with friends who will probably soon forget. Cuh-Cuh-Cuh-RAZY!

A pole in the ground works great for pro strippers to teach a certain woman's husband a thing or to about male stripping. He wasn't all that bad and now he's pumped to buy one.

-awkward silence-

-grasshoppers play their music-

i know.


weird huh?

Actually, kind of fun!
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(no subject) [Dec. 27th, 2008|06:08 pm]
I have toes, eyes, ears, a nose, fingers, lips, arms, legs, feet, a brain, and a heart the size of the sun.

How can it be that those things seem to slip through my fingers like sand through the air on a breezy day by the ocean shores?

I lose focus and I can't seem to see.
I lose balance and I can't seem to stand.
I lose concentration and I forget a familiar smell.
I lose coordination and I can't seem to grab what's right in front of me.
I lose myself and I swear, it's like I'm barely there.

I lose heart and I start to feel the universe shatter under the weight of my own worry and frustration and stress.

I am energy lost it seems.
Forgotten, abandoned and somehow tired.
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(no subject) [Dec. 27th, 2008|05:38 pm]
People have a natural habit of simply, moving on. We experience happiness and sadness as a whole and tend to push that onto others until, one day, it seems to finally disappear from our own lives. We move on by projecting. Anger, Joy, Solemness, it's all about moving past this here and now state of being.
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Useless Words [Dec. 16th, 2008|11:44 am]
When love becomes a battle field which side are you standing on?
For the losers win, and the winners lose, so which side are you standing on?
If both sides win and boths sides lose, which side are you standing on?
Somethings are just meant to be balanced, shall we now include love, Oh Sweet love?

I hear a lot about faith and affection and love and toil and gain and loss and pain and victory and some kind of euphoric attachment that I seem to have experienced
or that I am experiencing
Yet, somehow I can't put them into words or explanations like I wish I could.

A faith in Jesus.
Affection in love.
Toil in the gains.
Pains of great loss.
Victory in my own personal attachment that leaves me euphoric.

Words.
Just words.
Ugly.
Unfeeling.
Just words.

Or am I fighting against myself a war that is not won by any so lucky as myself?
Are these words the greatest things to show my expression of life experiences?
I'm feeling quite off today, among other days, why can't I seem to express what is on my heart?
My mind?
My ever-wandering soul?

Bleck.
I feel something when I start typing and I just go for it, however nonsensical it may seem to be to some, it speaks wonders to me when I reread the flowing rivers that seem to be pouring from my mind all the way down through my weary fingers. Leck.
Eck.
Ck.
K.

I think I should finish up with a fun personal update. )
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(no subject) [Dec. 15th, 2008|03:08 pm]
I feel tired of life some days, like today.
It's snowing.
Hella cold outside.
Crazy.
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(no subject) [Dec. 11th, 2008|11:20 am]
We have a new dog. Her name is Daisy and she is a Jack Russell Terrier. She likes to jump up and down and be really silly and to play on our bed.

She is cuter than any dog ever, but she is kind of chubby. So because she likes to wear doggy clothes, we are putting her on a diet. We know she likes to wear clothes because her previous mommy (Andrew's sister, my sister-in-law) got her lots of clothes and she got really jealous of other clothed dogs. She is a princess.

I'm tired.
Yesterday I was sick.

Dear Jesus, Jesus, Jesus
Where have you been?
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