Wednesday, September 15, 2010

laa dee daa

Okay, so I've kind of had a lot of time to do plennnnnty of arts and crafts after I finished all of my tests and papers. So here are my little creations:


this is above my door

So, I decided to refinish a chair. Yep, in the dorm room. It was an offer I couldn't refuse-- $5 at Salvation Army. One day, it is going to be b-e-a-u-tiful.

Oh, and I hooked up the DVD player to the TV. By myself. It was a proud moment since I am mechanically inept.

if i were a house...

We had to do a project in art of architecture called "If I were a house..." Basically, we had to find a picture of a house and identify the architectural qualities the house evokes that are similar to our personalities. (It was actually kind of a difficult assignment, okay!) Regardless, here I am... as a house. Or as close as I could get.



Found in Country Living.

Saturday, September 11, 2010

make do and mend

I'm really excited about this craft project! I found something somewhat similar on this site, but I really wanted to make it my own. I used plain needlepoint hoops, patterned fabrics, fabric glue, and some pinking shears to make this happen. No sewing at all. (P.S. If someone wants to teach me how to sew, I've been dying to know.)

(maybe I'll do something on the green gingham ones later.)


Friday, September 10, 2010

"i'm a major weeper"

"Jesus wept."
John 11:35

Preface: I'm a nerd, in a big way.
I'm in a few literature classes this semester, but today in British Lit I we were discussing a text from the fourteenth century. In the midst of our ridiculous class discussion (my class seriously rocks) the question was raised: was this woman crying merely for attention or as a true display of her penetrating sorrow? One point, which I found particularly convincing, was that her tears were a sign of her vulnerability and since she was weeping in public further drove home how humiliating this must have been for her to openly display such an intimate expression of emotion. Since the text we were reading was a religious work, the allusion to Jesus Christ's overwhelming sorrow in the Garden of Gethsemane soon before His crucifixion was made (Mark 14:32-52). How humbling of an experience must it have been to beg before the Father, asking Him to take away the cup of suffering? What a mighty love did it take for God to follow through with His plan, and Jesus to willingly partake? Sometimes I learn more in the classroom than I ever bargain for, and I'm so thankful for that.

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

motivation

There are days (such as today) that I just have to write down my goals and remember that every little thing, no matter how trivial, gets me one step closer.

I have learned, that if one advances confidently in the direction of his dreams, and endeavors to live the life he has imagined, he will meet with a success unexpected in common hours.
Henry David Thoreau

Monday, September 6, 2010

growing up is optional

Today was Carrie's birthday! We had a little get together in our room to celebrate her turning 20. What a sweet evening with such a sweet blessing.

What a champ blowing those contraband candles out.


Presh roomies.


We love each other so much, it's disgusting.

Yay. She's twentyyyyy!!

I made these cream cheese brownies from Martha's recipe. I'm still trying to figure out all the nuances of our oven, so these were a little more dry than intended, but otherwise they were quite excellent. One day I'll figure out how to better execute the marbleing technique.

Friday, September 3, 2010

have your cake and eat it too

Peanut Butter Cupcake from Gigi's. So rich, but soooo good.

Wednesday, September 1, 2010

pondering...

Not that I'm very math-minded, but I bet if we were to graph all of the fire alarms in Auburn dorms, the all-girls dorms would have more than any other buildings on campus.

Tuesday, August 31, 2010

have a nice day!

He was amazed

When Jesus had finished saying all this to the people, he returned to Capernaum. At that time the highly valued slave of a Roman officer was sick and near death. When the officer heard about Jesus, he sent some respected Jewish elders to ask him to come and heal his slave. So they earnestly begged Jesus to help the man. “If anyone deserves your help, he does,” they said, “for he loves the Jewish people and even built a synagogue for us.” So Jesus went with them. But just before they arrived at the house, the officer sent some friends to say, “Lord, don’t trouble yourself by coming to my home, for I am not worthy of such an honor. I am not even worthy to come and meet you. Just say the word from where you are, and my servant will be healed. I know this because I am under the authority of my superior officers, and I have authority over my soldiers. I only need to say, ‘Go,’ and they go, or ‘Come,’ and they come. And if I say to my slaves, ‘Do this,’ they do it.” When Jesus heard this, he was amazed. Turning to the crowd that was following him, he said, “I tell you, I haven’t seen faith like this in all Israel!” And when the officer’s friends returned to his house, they found the slave completely healed.
Luke 7:1-10

I have been so challenged and encouraged by this scripture. It can be difficult to possess faith like this Roman soldier, but it is so incredibly worth it.