Is this excitement I feel?

Well, I finished work today. Yaya. (a note to all parents, if a child throws a tantrum, deal with it, and punish them accordingly)

Next week I am off to visiting family. First Mississippi, then Pennsylvannia, and Amish country! But more exciting... drum roll please

This is my first post to all of you from my brand new laptop!!!!! It's a pretty nice model, I mean, I assume it's a nice little computer. My dad and the sales guy were going really fast, in computer language. None of which I understand. When my dad asked me what I thought, I just smiled demurely and asked "Does it play music, get the internet, go fast, and let me write papers? Yes? Okay, I'm happy."

It has pretty blue lights. I know that makes me a blonde and very shallow, but hey. Blue is one of my favorite colours.

is there a way to say goodbye, computer-style?

ttyl,
sara

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I am having one of those days with nothing really to do. I worked in nursery this morning, so now I am going to Elevation. You know, God time, fellowship all that.

Okay, that is something to talk about. Does anyone else feel taht sometimes they just don't get anything out of a sermon? And I mean, for a long time. I haven't this whole summer. I know, I haven't been to church much lately, but the times I have gone, I have left feeling so empty, so... so unfed.

Is this a bad thing? I mean, is there something wrong with me? It's not that I am going through a desert or whatever people like to call it. Actually I have been reading like crazy in my quiet time and I feel a real desire to read and know more about God every day. But at the same time, I go to church I just can't seem to get anything out of it. I feel sometimes like we are learning, well I don't know. I guess in some ways I wish that we were just learning more about how to follow God deeply and passionately. What that looks like, and how we can better love God with our lives. I just feel I'm not getting that lately at church.

Who knows, maybe the change of a new church and college will be good for a while. I can't quite figure it all out. Though I am totally up for not understanding everything, I have come to find that as one of the beauties of following Christ. But still, this whole emptiness thing is getting weird.

sara

ps, Roger, if I see you soon remind me to tell you about sharing Christ with my mormon friend. I figure you might want to hear the story after our chats about mormonism. it is pretty cool. i think.

S&S

The Office of Safety and Security is only hired muscle for a totalitarian institution. As proletariats gathered in a guerrilla group, we shall defeat the blueshirted puppets in the streets.
Join us, Comrade, and together we shall throw off the yoke of oppression.

"The people, united, shall never be defeated!"


Yes. I like my school already.


Apunno oka yan,
sara

ps. guess what book I bought today? Christian Writer's Market Guide Who feels like editing? Or more importantly, praying for this endeavor which I know I am insane to even attempt?

Beirut

Did you hear the thunder yesterday? And on Tuesday? I did. In fact, on Tuesday, our power went out.

I went down to clean my room and listen to my stereo (I have batteries thanks to the 2nd altos!) But it seemed so wrong that I turned around and went back upstairs to the living room and just sat on the couch listening to the rain pound the patio just outside the screen door. Suddenly, the rain stopped, and my mom mentioned something she left out on the patio while she got ready to BBQ. Hey, I thought, no rain, I'll run out to get it. I stepped gingerly out from under our overflowing gutters and then raced to grab... whatever it was. BAM! A huge clap of thunder that made me scream and jump and flail like a madman. I ran back into the house and stood there gasping for composure. My mom looked up from her chair with a sad smile and just murmured,

"I guess this is what it's like in Lebannon. Except all day. And we aren't underground."

I just sat on the couch for the rest of the storm, listening to the boom of thunder and watching our fence sway back and forth. And every time the lightning sent flashes of brilliance through our house, I couldn't help thinking. What if that was the neighbor's house, just destroyed? And there were sirens. So many sirens. What if they were to rescue people trapped under the rubble from the latest boom that was really a rocket not something so awesome as thunder?

Yesterday I was at work, and we were setting up Clue when the thunder started again. And Coy asked me why I jumped and kept looking out the window.

I don't know. But for some reason, I was glad when the rain started again, and it was just another thunderstorm.

Shalom and Salaam,
sara