tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-51867802011-04-21T19:04:20.966-05:00Lighter Shades of GreyMy thoughts and muses on life...Chrissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13656312198937569865noreply@blogger.comBlogger531100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186780.post-1084221530089618662004-05-10T15:38:00.000-05:002004-05-10T15:39:16.266-05:00Update your links, friends...
http://rmfo-blogs.com/chrissy
Chrissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13656312198937569865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186780.post-1081971550960992442004-04-14T14:39:00.000-05:002004-04-14T14:43:01.390-05:00Okay. So I know that I can be confrontational about LOTS of things, but when it comes to my own heart and people hurting me...I would just rather walk away from it.
Why? Because it's easier. While the matter can weigh on your heart for sometime after, you can still just let it go and hope to eventually get over it. I know this sounds like a load of crap, but it's what I've found to be the Chrissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13656312198937569865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186780.post-1079996535591745012004-03-22T17:02:00.000-06:002004-03-22T17:05:36.310-06:00God will use you at ANY point in time for the glory of His kingdom.
Today I went to a Bible study with Vicki and met 8 other Irish women who all were equally grand (that's a big word over here). We ended up spending the whole study time in prayer for each other and the Christian church in Ireland. Vicki told me in the car on the way to Bible study that the Irish are not inclined to open-up andChrissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13656312198937569865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186780.post-1079739523708158122004-03-19T17:38:00.000-06:002004-03-19T17:42:35.606-06:00It is 11:45pm in Dublin and all is well. :)
For a few in my family who still read this, I thought I'd update my trip for you since I haven't had time to send out e-mails.
I've have had such an amazing week. Not only is Ireland a beautiful country, but the people here are so warm and generous.
I have spent the week with the Gilliams (the family that I've known and loved for seven years now) Chrissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13656312198937569865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186780.post-1079112075558998062004-03-12T11:21:00.000-06:002004-03-12T11:24:22.513-06:00I wish I could think of something witty to write about. :)
Ah, well.
I leave for Ireland in three days. And while I'm so effin' excited for my trip...I couldn't be more scared. This trip determines my life for the next couple of years.
I think my biggest fear is that the team/team leaders won't like me. I tend to have rocky starts with Christians, anyway. I have that problem of being Chrissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13656312198937569865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186780.post-1077224634111728542004-02-19T15:03:00.000-06:002004-11-17T14:27:29.116-06:00After my drug addiction...I had lots of doubts and problems when it came to myself and my reassurances. The ONE thing that I held onto day after day was smoking cigarettes....which, if you know me well, will explain why I have such a hard time giving them up.
I was told the other night at work that I have an addictive personality. Now, when that phrase came out of Adriann's mouth, my first Chrissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13656312198937569865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186780.post-1076006650202767532004-02-05T12:44:00.000-06:002004-02-05T12:46:29.233-06:00Why do I have to be allergic to cats? Seriously. It seems as if ALL of my friends here in Dallas have cats...and if they don't right now, they are going to get one soon. My friend Stephanie bought two air purifiers to put in her apartment just so I could come over and hang out without being miserable. I mean...the gesture was so nice, but do I have to be that much trouble?! C'mon. Plus, I Chrissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13656312198937569865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186780.post-1074116224582921792004-01-14T15:37:00.000-06:002004-01-14T15:38:54.826-06:00It was great to see my Mom this weekend! She ended up flying down for a surprise visit and spending time with me whenever I wasn't working. I was sad to see her go.......she did laundry for me while she was here. :) She knows that I love her!!
As preparations are under way for my trip to Ireland, I'm beginning to get more and more anxious. I think it's because FINALLY something is starting Chrissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13656312198937569865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186780.post-1073499001123313312004-01-07T12:10:00.000-06:002004-01-07T12:11:42.373-06:00I had an interesting discussion about blogs and livejournals at work last night. One of my new-found closest friends, Kim, has a livejournal. While we were talking about our own on-line diaries, our friend Jill started asking us questions about them..."how do you get one?" "how much do they cost?" etc.
Then, Jill made an odd comment that made me think..."I don't know if I'd have the courage toChrissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13656312198937569865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186780.post-1072365921958419352003-12-25T09:20:00.000-06:002003-12-25T09:26:45.670-06:00To all my friends and family who read...
Have a blessed Christmas and a wonderful New Year!!
Isaiah 9:1-7
"But there will be no more gloom for her who was in anguish; in earlier times He treated the land of Zebulun and the land of Naphtali with contempt, but later on He shall make it glorious, by the way of the sea, on the other side of Jordan, Galilee of the Gentiles.
The people who walk in Chrissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13656312198937569865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186780.post-1071520643151617712003-12-15T14:37:00.000-06:002003-12-15T14:38:33.810-06:00What a fantastically, amazing weekend.
I got an e-mail Thursday from World Harvest Missions and then a PHONE CALL on Friday and have basically been told that they would like me to be involved in a team that is headed to Dublin, Ireland in 2005 to work in the arts district there. I think my dreams and goals are coming true. Praise God!!!
Friday night, I worked and then went to see my friend Chrissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13656312198937569865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186780.post-1071173171698298352003-12-11T14:06:00.000-06:002003-12-11T14:07:17.513-06:00After a week full of tearful goodbyes and complete and utter tiredness, one would think that I'd be depressed out of my mind.
Funny thing.......I'm not. :)
While I'm sad that one of my best friends and her beautiful baby have moved, I am confident in knowing that God is in control. I know that I've had my ups and downs for the past several months, but my life is in God's capable hands. Chrissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13656312198937569865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186780.post-1070906462081269802003-12-08T12:01:00.000-06:002004-01-07T12:04:25.140-06:00The most amazing thing happened this morning!! My best friend, Lindsay, gave birth to her beautiful baby girl!
Trials have been in my life, as of late, and this morning was eye-opening for me. Is there a better way of showing God's grace to sinners? I don't think so. This morning overflowed with pure grace and mercy. I cried as I held her later...watching her. She was created in the Chrissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13656312198937569865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186780.post-1070385927636438192003-12-02T11:25:00.000-06:002003-12-02T11:26:21.310-06:00I need a million dollars.
Okay. I don't need a MILLION dollars, but a couple thousand would be nice.
This time of year always stresses me out. While it's great that I get to see family and spend the holidays with people that I know really love me, money completely throws me for a loop. Why, you ask? Well, let's break this down...
1) Travel expenses
2) Christmas gifts
3) Birthday gifts (yesChrissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13656312198937569865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186780.post-1069362950059321212003-11-20T15:15:00.000-06:002003-12-04T10:58:19.543-06:00I got this from my friend's blog...thanks Jeans!! :)
LAYER ONE
-- Name: Christine Susanne'
-- Birth date: December 23, 1981
-- Birthplace: Petersburg, VA
-- Current Location: Dallas, Tejas
-- Eye Color: Hazel
-- Hair Color: Right now? Reddish, blondish, brownish
-- Height: 5'8"
-- Righty or Lefty: Righty
-- Zodiac Sign: I was born on the cusp. I'm a Saggitarius/Capricorn.
LAYER TWO
-- Your Chrissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13656312198937569865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186780.post-1069355164941395652003-11-20T13:06:00.000-06:002003-11-20T13:06:42.013-06:00A friend that I went to college and studied theatre with came into my restaurant last night. It was SO great to see him! He told me that he was working with the WB and was moving to L.A. next year. He then proceeded to offer me a job in the newsroom at the WB here in Dallas. How did that make me feel? SO EXCITED!!! So, we'll see how that pans out...
Does anyone ever find it hard to Chrissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13656312198937569865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186780.post-1068496236734896202003-11-10T14:30:00.000-06:002003-11-10T14:31:00.500-06:00How do we make the decisions that we do in life? I wish it was as easy as we think it is. On the one hand, you have a choice that would be simply brilliant for you. The "perfect life", or so to speak. On the other hand, you have the bad choice. The one where you will be relentlessly unhappy...and it's VERY obvious for you not to choose it. Why can't all decisions just be that easy?
I Chrissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13656312198937569865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186780.post-1067889355677555842003-11-03T13:55:00.000-06:002003-11-03T13:56:09.920-06:00I don't know WHY I'm so fascinated with Halloween, but I am. I had a really fun weekend hanging out with my work buds, drinking beer, and barbequing. I don't think three things could go as well together in Texas. :)
I'm wondering if anyone else has seen the new $20 bills that just came out....the ones that the government advertised as being "non-counterfeitable". Well, we caught someone in Chrissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13656312198937569865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186780.post-1067273284237610572003-10-27T10:48:00.000-06:002003-10-27T10:48:56.030-06:00Do you ever feel like God's not there? That no matter HOW hard you pray or how vulnerable you make yourself...He's just not there?
I know that it isn't true. I know He's always here. But I'm so fucking frustrated right now. I feel like giving up. I feel like I'd rather die than stay in this state that I'm in. I know that we all hit walls and get stuck in hard times.......but this feels Chrissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13656312198937569865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186780.post-106701210476607762003-10-24T11:15:00.000-05:002003-10-24T11:15:06.250-05:00I think there comes in a time in everyone's life when it becomes apparent to them that they've made a mistake.
Let me rephrase that...
I know there comes in a time in everyone's life when it becomes apparent to them that they've made a mistake.
That time for me is the present.
I have made wrong decisions in the past. Who hasn't? However, the decisions that were made this summer for me to Chrissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13656312198937569865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186780.post-1065033366691576682003-10-01T13:36:00.000-05:002003-10-01T13:36:06.313-05:00I have grown up with change all around me my whole life. This is the fourteenth place that I have lived in my almost 22 years of living. I love moving. I love change. It's challenging to me. So why is it that at this moment in my life I'm scared to death of change?
I got called out yesterday. I was having lunch with a woman from church and in the middle of our conversation she says to me, Chrissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13656312198937569865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186780.post-1064855049629436702003-09-29T12:04:00.000-05:002003-09-29T13:09:29.720-05:00I had such a great weekend.
I went to a PresWIC (Prebyterian Women in the Church) retreat this weekend at a resort on Lake Texoma. Beautiful.
The speaker was Sharon Betters. Sharon has an incredible testimony. She has survived breast cancer and lost her 16 year old son on July 6, 1993. Her words filled my heart and really struck a chord with me. The woman is amazing. And she's only Chrissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13656312198937569865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186780.post-1064352255007652512003-09-23T16:24:00.000-05:002003-09-23T16:24:14.843-05:00It has been brought to my attention in the past few weeks that I've been "limiting God".
Let me say that again......................"limiting God".
I've been very frustrated about my current situation and feel that the only way to deal with things is to either ignore them or completely shut down and give up.
But what else can I do?!
Oh. I COULD give it over to God. I mean, He is the Chrissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13656312198937569865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186780.post-1063646890405706152003-09-15T12:28:00.000-05:002003-09-15T12:28:10.413-05:00I seem to be very enthralled when it comes to movies. I quoted Hope Floats a few weeks back, but while I won't quote this next movie, I wish to include it in my thoughts.
I have to admit....it is a TOTAL "chick-flick" in every sense of the phrase. But lately, I have been watching it like it is the only thing that I own...
Bridget Jones's Diary
Good Lord...this movie speaks to me in volumes.Chrissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13656312198937569865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186780.post-1063222643436111672003-09-10T14:37:00.000-05:002003-09-11T12:01:35.880-05:00I can't help it. I remember too many things. Things that only seem vitally important in that one moment...but I remember everything. Probably for the rest of my life.
September 11, 2001 was a crucial day for me. While I was not a believer then, I experienced a lot of heartache that day. My mom woke me up in the morning and said, "Turn on your television right now." As soon as I did, I Chrissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13656312198937569865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186780.post-1062522069619189272003-09-02T12:01:00.000-05:002003-09-02T12:01:09.603-05:00If I get asked "Are you a lesbian?" one more time....I am going to SCREAM!!
Let me reiterate the people that I get hit-on by most frequently:
Men (over the age of 35)
Boys (under the age of 16)
Lesbians
HOW IS THIS FAIR?!
Chrissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13656312198937569865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186780.post-1061831385504434902003-08-25T12:09:00.000-05:002003-08-25T12:09:45.510-05:00Wow. It's been almost a month since I've written. Guess a lot has been going on....and not.
Do you ever feel as if you are caught in a rut in your life? As if all the things that you wanted to happen in your life started to take shape.........but at the wrong time?
The past few weeks have been so for me.
I hate being an "adult". I loathe it, actually. But I love it. I think Michaela put Chrissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13656312198937569865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186780.post-1059506154733891972003-07-29T14:15:00.000-05:002003-07-29T14:15:54.706-05:00I wish I could be as eloquent in my prayers and meditations as King David was. The Psalms are SO amazing. I could read them over and over everyday...
Every Sunday night when we are finished with worship with our youth group, we all get into a huddle and sing "Psalm 19"...it is one of the best times of my week. And while I've been singing this particular song for about a year now, simply Chrissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13656312198937569865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186780.post-1059422263066586092003-07-28T14:57:00.000-05:002003-07-28T14:57:42.870-05:00I have come to the saddest realization of my whole life this past weekend...I am "That Girl".
While most of you who read this blog might know what this means, let me elaborate.
THAT GIRL - by definition : the girl that attracts best-guy friends. Now, this is not a bad thing, per se. But "That Girl" often attracts them for friendship's sake only. Every guy she knows will confide in her until Chrissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13656312198937569865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186780.post-1057943923235994082003-07-11T12:18:00.000-05:002003-07-11T12:19:12.913-05:00And the next few weeks of hell begin...
I move tomorrow, all day.
Leave for camp on Sunday at 7pm.
Get back from camp on Saturday around 2pm.
Work for four days.
Leave for College Station on the 24th at noon.
Get back on the 27th and IMMEDIATELY start working so I can make rent by the 3rd.
*phew*
But nobody asked if I'm excited? :)
I love being "on the go"...Chrissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13656312198937569865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186780.post-1057167200879195472003-07-02T12:33:00.000-05:002003-07-02T12:33:20.850-05:00I have been reflecting on a movie that I watched a few days ago that I hadn't seen in years. It is full of life questions...some of which have been posed to me lately. Letting things bounce off of me has always been a great character trait of mine. But seeing this film again made me rethink a lot of things...
The movie....Hope Floats.
There were a few small quotes in it, but this was one Chrissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13656312198937569865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186780.post-1057092038104237592003-07-01T15:40:00.000-05:002003-07-01T15:40:38.130-05:00It's been a few weeks. My family's gone. And while the initial hit of it all was VERY hard...I'm doing so well! I'm so happy that the Lord has really blessed me with amazing friends and a great church. I am SO blessed...and I deserve nothing.
My next topic of conversation may sound a bit shallow...and I know it is...but I don't care. This is MY blog. Get over it.
I have discovered from myChrissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13656312198937569865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186780.post-958316402003-06-19T11:21:00.000-05:002003-06-19T11:21:44.436-05:00Why do we constantly feel the need to be in control of every aspect of our lives?
I was recently told by an old friend and mentor that I was making the wrong decision to stay here in Dallas. And because I've heard those words...I'm beginning to question. The funny thing is that God has been providing amazingly well for me. He has been faithful to me this past year. He's opened more doors forChrissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13656312198937569865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186780.post-957563122003-06-17T10:39:00.000-05:002003-06-17T10:39:19.550-05:00In ways that we will never understand...God provides.
I've been involved with VBS at my church for about 3-4 years now, and we started this year's venture yesterday. I am in charge of the skits that are performed every morning, but can't stay the whole day because of my office job. Well, in our skit, we needed six rubber chickens (don't ask why)......exactly six. I had been calling every Chrissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13656312198937569865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186780.post-957278412003-06-16T15:01:00.000-05:002003-06-16T15:01:27.326-05:00I must credit Brandon for sending me John Piper's sermons this past week.....but only until today did I begin to listen to them.
What a compelling speaker. Not only does Piper have a heart for Christ...he also has a heart for people. Only the Lord could sustain such a man.
Piper talked about a quote that he had hanging in his home when he was growing up that he now has hanging on the wall in Chrissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13656312198937569865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186780.post-956032502003-06-12T15:26:00.000-05:002003-06-12T15:26:36.230-05:00I feel this inexhaustible mission to accomplish a goal, but I don't know what goal it is yet......does that makes sense?
I know that I want to go back to school, but FAFSA is telling me that I'm not old enough to apply for enough financial aid. How many damn papers do I have to send to them before they believe that I'm independent?
I know that I have one-thousand things in my mind right now Chrissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13656312198937569865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186780.post-953343612003-06-05T12:11:00.000-05:002003-06-11T10:49:47.000-05:00Fasten your seatbelts...this is going to be a VERY theological post...
Last night, we began our "college/young adult Bible study" for some of us at my church. We started a study on "World Views". After discussing all of the "-isms", we started talking about the infallibility of scripture. My sister asked a question...(something to this extent)..."Do you believe that language is infallible? Chrissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13656312198937569865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186780.post-949933592003-05-28T10:51:00.000-05:002003-05-28T10:52:27.000-05:00So, the other night at work, a Dallas Cowboys football player comes in and sits down at my bar. I'm helping another one of my regulars at the time when I hear the *snap*snap* of his fingers. I ignore him because NO ONE snaps at me. He then says, "Hey...woman...tanqueray and tonic with a squeeze of lime." I turn around and look at him and say, "Excuse me?!"
First of all...NEVER call me 'Chrissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13656312198937569865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186780.post-949521942003-05-27T14:09:00.000-05:002003-05-27T14:10:21.000-05:00The concept of God taking things away from us that we tend to depend on so we will learn to lean on Him more makes perfect sense to me.
But why does it hurt so much?
I have 3 weeks left to cope with that.Chrissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13656312198937569865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186780.post-947002312003-05-21T14:39:00.000-05:002003-05-21T14:39:18.483-05:00Dangit. Why do I have to be so stubborn?
Argh.Chrissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13656312198937569865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186780.post-942696012003-05-13T10:27:00.000-05:002003-05-13T10:27:16.110-05:00Just wanted to post this song...it's so simple...I love it.
The Emptiest Day
They say you live in hospitals and trenches
And towers in the sky
And I'm not dying or fighting any wars
Except on the inside
The only thing i need is a void that you can fill
And I jump ship and run even farther in your will
And I am looking for the well that won't run dry
The rest that weary thoughts cannot deny
Chrissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13656312198937569865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186780.post-940073932003-05-08T14:34:00.000-05:002003-05-08T14:34:34.860-05:00Wow...I talked to him last night. It was quiet for a long while. I told him what was going on with me. He smiled and said that he was happy for me.
I could hear him breathing over our cup of coffee. Silence. Old memories came flooding back and while I move on...the ground around me shuffles...
Why now? Why this prolonging again? Why this longing, again?
We were fighting each other, but Chrissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13656312198937569865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186780.post-935977572003-05-01T10:05:00.000-05:002003-05-01T10:05:50.316-05:00Main Entry: anx·ious
Pronunciation: 'a[ng](k)-sh&s
Function: adjective
Etymology: Latin anxius; akin to Latin angere to strangle, distress
1 : characterized by extreme uneasiness of mind or brooding fear about some contingency : WORRIED
2 : characterized by, resulting from, or causing anxiety : WORRYING
3 : ardently or earnestly wishing
synonym see EAGER
My favorite part about that whole Chrissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13656312198937569865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186780.post-931219232003-04-23T12:00:00.000-05:002003-04-23T12:00:45.520-05:00What makes someone "attractive"? The smile on their face...the smell of their hair...the tone in their voice...the laughter in their heart...
In our society's definition : great job, great body, great face, great life.
I can only honestly say that I have one of those attributes...a great life. It's not because I have a great job.....a great body....or a great face. It's because my life is Chrissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13656312198937569865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186780.post-928427612003-04-18T11:05:00.000-05:002003-04-18T11:05:10.390-05:00Relief floods over me...I feel like I should be responding to it in a more profound way.
I went on a good long walk the other night...pretty late. It never ceases to amaze me how much my alone time means to me. I'm around people constantly and to be able to have those moments for myself...with the Lord...are incredible.
I was thinking while I was walking - "When we were driving through the Chrissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13656312198937569865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186780.post-925865982003-04-14T10:18:00.000-05:002003-04-14T13:53:48.000-05:00The Giver and Provider of my life reveals Himself to me when I least deserve it.
This week...I had the opportunity to quit the job that was running me into the ground physically and spiritually. I finally had the courage to walk into my work and say, "I am giving my two weeks notice". I had trouble trusting that God would honor me if I did quit this job...but He has. And I already have Chrissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13656312198937569865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186780.post-923636162003-04-10T10:08:00.000-05:002003-04-10T10:16:57.000-05:00Do you ever feel like you don't know where you're going?
I have this visual......
I'm on a two-lane highway. I'm stuck in the middle of the road...I have plenty of gas, but I need to decide which way to go.
I have the people on the right screaming to "GO BACK TO SCHOOL" because if I don't...I'm worthless.
I have the people on the left screaming "WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH YOUR LIFE?!"
I've Chrissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13656312198937569865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186780.post-917179432003-03-31T11:10:00.000-06:002003-03-31T11:10:43.263-06:00GUILT is something that I struggle with everyday. And it's funny how God will use the smallest things around you to bring to light just exactly how deep and far into your guilt that you are.
My pastor's sermon was about guilt yesterday. It was hard to listen to. EXTREMELY hard. But sometimes, those sermons are the best to hear. The ones that your heart really needs to hear. He said Chrissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13656312198937569865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186780.post-913560682003-03-25T11:31:00.000-06:002003-03-25T11:31:59.340-06:00I KNEW that I would get addicted to this thing as soon as I started it.....
I've been thinking a lot lately. About what / who I am dependent on. And Christ is definitely NOT who I am depending on.
I tend to "hide-out" in other people. I know that the people who know me would never think that about me...I am a very strong, independently willed woman, but there are times when I feel it best toChrissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13656312198937569865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186780.post-912888192003-03-24T11:21:00.000-06:002003-03-24T11:21:59.043-06:00It amazes me to no end how much I am blessed.
I was sitting in church with my dad and brother yesterday and we're singing "It Is Well With My Soul"....my dad leans over and grabs my hand and squeezes it tightly as we sing together. I started crying. My dad and I have had our problems, but no matter what, we still love each other so much. I am beyond blessed with a great family.
I started Chrissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13656312198937569865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186780.post-911300062003-03-21T10:16:00.000-06:002003-03-21T10:16:33.733-06:00Amazing night last night...
I met two people that I never in my LIFE thought I would ever meet. It's funny how God brings things (message boards) and people (from those message boards) into your life. I never thought that I would EVER be one of those people that would join a message board and speak so freely with others....yes, I am an out-going person, but sharing thoughts and feelings with Chrissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13656312198937569865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186780.post-910707792003-03-20T11:58:00.000-06:002003-03-20T11:58:24.390-06:00And now that I finally have this thing *working*, I want to think of something witty and important to say......and just can't.
For some reason or another, I have been thinking about some great friends that I have lately. It amazes me everyday how much God has blessed me in my life with such great friends and family.
Although we may have struggles with our loved-ones, the ones that you know youChrissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13656312198937569865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186780.post-910676672003-03-20T10:59:00.000-06:002003-03-20T10:59:58.233-06:00Wow...I can't believe that I've finally been brave enough to start this. With lots of convincing from my friends, I have conformed to the world that is "Blog".Chrissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13656312198937569865noreply@blogger.com