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what I want (in no particular order) October 29, 2007

Filed under: Life — dana @ 4:45 pm

I want to try living out west.

I want to be in love and it last forever.

I want to be kissed under the mistletoe.

I want to ride a horse into the sunset.

I want to have sex at some point before I die.

I want to feel taken care of.

I want my life to be more relaxed.

I want to travel.

I want the people I love to stop leaving or dying.

I want to be understood.

I want my dog to live as long as I do.

I want to be done with school already.

I want to not have to work for money.

I want a bigger place to live.

I want someone to cook me dinner.

I want all fleas, roaches, and coffee to be burnt and sent to hell.

I want free ice cream from Marble Slab.

I want to see Jesus in person (even though that would scare me to death).

I want grandchildren, but not children.

I want to know how to work my new phone and camera.

I want to be Mary Poppins and Anne Shirley.

I want to be able to speak Spanish instantly.

I want my dreams to come true.

I want to be married to my best friend.

 

Judgment October 27, 2007

Filed under: Christianity, Life — dana @ 3:56 pm

I always want to spell that with an e after the g.  I’m proud that I didn’t!

Anyway, it’s so sad and heart-breaking to me that I have through personal experience come to the conclusion that the ‘church’ which should be my closest family and biggest fans tend to judge more harshly or critically than people in the ‘world’.  It’s just not right.  And no matter how many sermons we hear about unconditional love, it remains conditional.  Maybe the love isn’t conditional, but the acceptance sure is.

It hurts my heart to hear people say things like, “she’s so bound up now” or “he’s still just a baby” or whatever.  Many thoughts race through my head and my heart and I really feel that it’s the same with Jesus.  It’s NOBODY’S BUSINESS first of all.  Secondly, WHO CARES??  Maybe I am cynical, but I don’t think so.  I’ve just seen the reality of people’s flesh.

Maybe it’s not that people in the church judge more than my worldly friends, but I guess it’s because I expect more.  I already know my heathen friends are gonna badmouth people.  There’s a higher calling and a higher standard though.  I’ve noticed also that my natural family (all of whom respect God, but aren’t always ‘on fire’) and some of my worldy friends seem to care more about how I’m doing and what’s going on with me than my church family.  The sad thing about that is I can’t always open up with them when it’s something spiritual I’m dealing with.  Maybe everyone is going through their own dealings and expects everyone else to just deal with it the way we all do.  But it seems like it just shouldn’t be like that though.  I’ve seen more love and concern from Jesus-loving people stuck in Babylon. 

I know my perspective has changed and I’ve grown tremendously these past few months.  I don’t know if anyone else sees that in me, nor do I care really.  I’m not here to impress or please people.  I’m not here to attain to any place in ministry.  I don’t even want to.  My point with this is – shouldn’t we all just do our best to please Jesus and not worry about other people, like where they are spiritually.  When I say don’t worry, I mean not judge.  We should always strive to lift our brother up.  Judging where he’s at or how he is or isn’t doing is only tearing him down. 

The part that hurts my heart is people don’t say things directly to the person about their judgments or ‘insights’, ‘wisdom’, or ‘discernment’.  No, they just talk to other people - gossip.  How the hell does anyone know what someone else is going through unless that person opens up and personally talks about it.  Maybe they just went on an extended vacation for a few weeks – that doesn’t mean they’re backsliding.  It is NO ONE’S place to judge except Jesus.  Even the pastor isn’t given authority to pass judgment.  Yes, he’s there to lead, guide, assist, encourage, but not pass judgment.  There is ONE JUDGE. 

My name actually means “Judge of God”.  I know He appoints people to places of leadership and okay, judgment.  It is possible to judge a situation and actions separately from judging a person though. 

 For a while, I thought I didn’t really care what people thought and I cared very little about their judgments towards or about me.  That still holds true when speaking of the fear of man.  However, now I’m a little pissed off about it.  Haha, can you tell?  How dare anyone assume they know anything about my relationship with Jesus or what I’m called to!!  I’m not angry at a person, but a demon.  I repent for bitterness and resentment.  I will not repent for righteous indignation.  I repent for acting or speaking out of anger.  I don’t repent for standing up for my beliefs. 

Bottom line is I will do what Jesus tells me to do.  As I stated in a previous blog or two, my vision or my calling might be a little different than that of the main vision of my church.  That’s okay.  I’m okay with that.  My pastor is okay with that.  Other people need not judge me for it.  Why can’t everyone just do what they’re called to do and leave everyone else alone about it.  If we were all called to do the exact same thing, just think of how much would be left undone. 

I am my father’s child.  My pastor has reproduced his HEART in me – not himself.  The world can only take one Sam Greene – trust me!  I am madly in love with Jesus.  I have a heart for the nations.  I respect and esteem the Word.  Worship is my life.  This doesn’t mean I will facilitate a Bible School for seven years somewhere on the mission field.  This doesn’t mean I will pastor a church for twenty years.  Maybe I’ll lead worship.  Maybe I’ll teach the Word.  I am equipped to do these things thanks to my father in the Lord.  But that’s not my vision and quite possibly not the ministry Jesus has called me to.  I’m doing what He wants, I know that.  I will continue to walk in obedience.  Count on it.

I don’t doubt the call of God or His anointing on my life.  I’d be an idiot if I couldn’t see that.  I only ask that my brothers and sisters please not throw stones at me when it is acted out in a different manner than what people may expect.  I don’t think badly of myself.  I don’t feel that He’s taken back His call or His anointing.  I don’t feel I’m called to the same minsitry as my pastor.  That’s his thing.  He’s happy to let me do mine.  Why can’t everyone be as understanding of the fact that I’m not like him in the sense of sharing the same ministry? 

I realize this is coming across as very defensive, but I don’t mean for it to be.  I just don’t understand why we can’t accept each other the way we are and for who we are.  Let me be me.  Let me do what Jesus calls me to without looks of confusion coming from those around me that I hold so dear and precious in my heart.  And without comments such as, “she’s missing it” “she’s just going through a phase right now” “she is obviously rebelling”.  I’m not any of those things.  Quite the contrary; I’m more myself now than ever before fulfilling what I know He’s called me to do and I am extremely submissive to Jesus first, then my pastor. 

I’m not full of ego or ambition in the path I’m going down right now.  I’m more humble than ever knowing that I’m no one.  But I also know that no one around me is anything either, so why the judgments?  It’s the knowgledge of good and evil.  It’s one of our biggest downfalls.  No one person is any more significant or important in the eyes of God, so why do you make it so??

 

Pangs October 15, 2007

Filed under: relationships — dana @ 12:43 am

I really miss my friend.

 

strange guy October 10, 2007

Filed under: Uncategorized — dana @ 8:52 am

Originally this was an email to a friend.  As an afterthought, I think it’ll make a half decent blog.  I added more details too. . .

Today I was walking my dog at the park that’s sort of across the street (it’s a little diagonal) – anywho, I had just gotten home from work and my hair was apparently nappy b/c my mom was begging me to please brush my hair more often just before I left work (obviously, we work in the same building).  I changed my shoes too so I was wearing bedroom slippers – old ones.  Of course, I’m wearing no make-up as is the norm for me lately.  (I don’t see much point in it anymore).
 
Ok- so I’m walking my dog, Aussie and this guy walking up his driveway across the street calls out to me “hey” or something.  I just pointed to myself, and said, “who, me?”  He said yeah as he crossed the street walking towards me.  My dog at this point starts growling at him (she’s very protective, not why I have her, but it comes in handy). 
 
Strange guy says, “do you live around here?”
 
I said, “yeah, just up the street”
 
He said, “are you married?”
 
I said, “no”
 
He said, “really? are you dating anyone or have a boyfriend?”
 
I said, “no”
 
He said, “really? what’s your name?”
 
I said, “dana”
 
He said, “so you live near here?  I’ve never seen you before.”
 
I said, “yeah, just over there” and pointed to a group of houses (my apartment is in one of them).
 
He said, “well, do you ever get out and do stuff or do you have much time for that?”
 
I said, “yeah, sometimes”
 
He said, “well are you gonna be in the park a while or what?  I have a window tinting business and need to see this person, but maybe on your way back around, we can exchange numbers or something.  I just saw you when I pulled in and thought oh my God, she’s really pretty”
 
I said, “yeah, okay.  I’ll just be walking my dog for the next 10 minutes or so.”
 
So I walk my dog on our normal trek through the park thinking to myself about why this character would approach me.  At first I thought it’s probably my fat ass – I hear guys sometimes have a thing for that.  But he had only seen me from the front (I think) at that point.  Also, I was wearing sunglasses which isn’t odd, but I’ve been told hundreds of times that my eyes are my best feature, so that wasn’t it either.  Anyway, as I  made my way back towards where I came from, I was thinking he went inside and forgot all about me and maybe I’d get home without speaking to him again.  I was wrong . . .
 
He came running across the street when I got close to the sidewalk again and mentioned something about all the rain and the sewage in the grass or something.  I don’t really care, mud doesn’t bother me.  Anyway, Aussie again was growling and he looked a little scared of her.  I think that’s funny because she’s not really a scary dog – maybe b/c she’s mine.
 
So he asked what the dog’s name was, if she’s a mix or what kind and if that’s rare and how old she is and if that was in dog years or real years and he asked about the boardwalk through the park because apparently a tree fell on it and messed it up when we had a storm.  I said yeah, they had to close it a few years ago when a hurricane came through because it was so messed up.  I asked if he’d lived there long and he said a few months – he was surprised he hadn’t seen me before.  At some point I found out his name is Jason (I need to add that to the list of 10 Jason’s I know).
 
Anyway, strange guy ended up giving me his card with his number on it.  He said I should call if I ever wanted to hang out or go do something, but he didn’t want to ask for my number because he didn’t want to seem like a stalker or too pushy or anything.  He said something about being 32 and working a lot.  I’m not sure why that was relevant.  So the last thing he said was, “I just had to talk to you because I saw you and just thought man she is gorgeous!”
 
I just said, “um, thanks” and walked home.
 
I thought that was pretty humorous b/c stuff like that just doesn’t happen to me.  I only see that on tv.  If I ever do call him, it’ll be to add to my never-ending pile of friends b/c I’m definitely not interested.  The older I get, the harder it is to impress me.  And if people try to impress me, I’m immediately turned off by that.  I find it amusing when guys are like that and I’d be really surprised if my attitude is anything less than mocking – maybe they don’t pick up on it.  The thing that impresses me most is when people are just genuine.  Anyway, I hate to judge by looks – he seemed really nice, but I’m not naive either.  He was wearing a wife beater and had more tattoos than I could count at first sight.  I don’t mind tats, but I think he should be on miami ink or something – (I love that show btw).  He might need Jesus too, so it might be worth it just to show him a little godly love – the only problem with that is it can be misinterpreted.  I don’t really like ministering to men one on one b/c of that very reason. 
 
okey dokey – that’s the end of my story

 

I just don’t wanna October 7, 2007

Filed under: school — dana @ 10:01 pm

I’m back in school which I’m excited about.  I don’t hate it and it hasn’t been too difficult yet – just very time consuming.  Anyway, I keep telling myself I can get through this year working full time and doing school full time along with keeping up with my church activities.  I can do anything for just a year, right? 

 So tonight I’m just tired.  I have a paper due tomorrow.  It’s not difficult, just boring.  I’m ready to be done with the next year of my undergrad stuff so I can get to the counseling degree program that I’m SUPER excited about.  I can hardly wait.  Hopefully, this motivation, grace, and excitement will stay with me for the duration of my college education. 

Anyway, I’m not in the mood tonight to do this paper.  I just don’t wanna.