Two separate conversations today reminded me of a quote from Evan Almighty. I thought it was so spot-on when I heard it in the movie the first time. Hmmm if only I could remember this more often...
God: Let me ask you something. If someone prays for patience, you think God gives them patience? Or does he give them the opportunity to be patient? If he prayed for courage, does God give him courage, or does he give him opportunities to be courageous? If someone prayed for the family to be closer, do you think God zaps them with warm fuzzy feelings, or does he give them opportunities to love each other?
Monday, February 8, 2010
Sunday, February 7, 2010
Just gotta dance
I finally decided that I needed something fun for my phone other than these weird beeps that came with it that I, nor anyone usually around me, can determine if it's my phone. Every time my phone rings now, I start dancing. Almost to the point of missing the call. So just in case I miss yours, it might be because I'm having a good time :) Of course, my ringtone is only the chorus, but you should listen to it here...and do a little dance :)
PS The link is the karaoke version because I'm not a fan of music videos. So sing and dance along!
PS The link is the karaoke version because I'm not a fan of music videos. So sing and dance along!
Friday, February 5, 2010
Apparently a parent...
is one of two types.
Parent Type A: overly cautious and concerned, pays incredible amount of time to baby/child, caters to each whine and dislike and most importantly, forgets either about their friends or only talks to those with kids and usually the conversation revolves around weight gained, doctor's visits, new gadgets and toys, poop, age appropriate (or advanced or lagging) progression, or what a doll baby that little cutie pie is.
Parent Type B: takes necessary precautions and measures, Carries on With Life while baby/child comes along (for experience and necessity, if things are to get done) for dish washing and grocery shopping and meals at restaurants, distinguishes between baby/child's needs and wants/dislikes, and cultivates friendships though conversations may be infrequent or short.
You can probably guess which type annoys me (many friends and family members sadly are this type) and which I hope not to be (Note: I'm not currently a parent). One day, I'll search into the bowels of The Internet and find this very blog entry to remind myself.
Parent Type A: overly cautious and concerned, pays incredible amount of time to baby/child, caters to each whine and dislike and most importantly, forgets either about their friends or only talks to those with kids and usually the conversation revolves around weight gained, doctor's visits, new gadgets and toys, poop, age appropriate (or advanced or lagging) progression, or what a doll baby that little cutie pie is.
Parent Type B: takes necessary precautions and measures, Carries on With Life while baby/child comes along (for experience and necessity, if things are to get done) for dish washing and grocery shopping and meals at restaurants, distinguishes between baby/child's needs and wants/dislikes, and cultivates friendships though conversations may be infrequent or short.
You can probably guess which type annoys me (many friends and family members sadly are this type) and which I hope not to be (Note: I'm not currently a parent). One day, I'll search into the bowels of The Internet and find this very blog entry to remind myself.
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Shoot!
I do not claim to take great, or good, pictures. But I sure can appreciate the heck out of 'em.
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