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Name: Kathy
Birthday: 4/17/1987
Gender: Female
Interests: worshipping my Savior, writing, talking, listening, music, being with my friends, the United Methodist Churc, the boy, tennis, Quake, the Consecrated Class, Third Crawford, AIM (chattykathy05) yadda yadda yadda...
Expertise: Expertise...I'm really good at falling down. Does that count? I like to talk, but that's not expertise - that's just an amazing gift (my parents call it a curse, but it's all the same). What I want to do is love Jesus passionately...more and more everyday, because He loves me and you SO much!
Occupation: Student
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Member Since:
3/8/2003
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| tonight i went to a wedding for long-time family friends. the
wedding was at our church and the reception was held beneath the stars
at the bride's home in the country. about 10:30, the groom said
he had a gift for his bride. he told her that this described how
he felt the first time he met her. star wars music started
playing and fireworks began going off on the other side of the
house. it was absolutely perfect. it had to have been the
most sappy and wonderful thing i have seen in my entire life.
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| over the past few days, when i should have been studying and worrying about exams, i have done something much more worthwhile. i have had some awesome conversations and some killer laughing times. last night at dinner, the one-liners were flying. it was truly like a sitcom; if we had planned it, we couldn't have been that good. so hurray for laughter and all that jazz. but even more, i've had deep conversations about matters of the heart with numerous people this week.
i had an amazing talk with each of my parents about life and forget how wise they are. it's truly amazing that they can help so much and still let me make my own decisions. plus, i actually had a long and meaningful conversation on AIM with someone i haven't talked to much at all this year. thanks justin, you completely made my tuesday! yesterday, i went to starbucks with a great guy friend, tristan. i just needed to spill all of my thoughts about life with someone who wasn't a "feeler" and emotional girl like me. it was wonderful to hear his thoughts, have him listen, and get affirmation/guidance in areas i needed. then tonight, i went to taco bell in formal wear with josh. usually, we joke and laugh about trivial things but tonight we really talked. i got to be the listener and have him empty his brain out. that's such a refreshing feeling. guys sometimes offer a perspective that makes me grateful God made us different, and meant to work as a team. good work God!
tonight we also had a freshmen formal (the reason josh and i were in formal wear at the taco bell drive-through. miraculously i didn't spill anything on me). but it was great to have a last event with the whole class and people i've lived in tight community with over the past school year. God only knew this is what my freshmen year would be like. i'm so blessed.
i guess it's just been great for me to take the time and build those relationships; at class functions, on the internet, over coffee, the taco bell drive-thru, right before bed. i love people. (and that includes you all.)
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| i've been gone forever. i
know. college is great. i'm learning a ton about
myself. trying to get some good grades to hang on the fridge at
home. but i have a story for you.
saturday night, i feared for my life. wilmore is such a small
city that it's easy for terrorists to attack us in our sleep. we
have no protection like that of a big city, so we fear that we'll never
be able to escape far from the terrorists who come upon us. so
satuday evening at 6:00 PM, i headed to downtown lexington.
myself and 150 other asbury students slept outisde in triangle park,
which is obviously safer than the small little town of asbury. it
rained, but at least we were safe from being tortured or killed.
what?! ok, maybe my story's a little off. let me try again.
saturday
night, i did sleep in a triangle park in lexington. and i did
walk two miles to get there. and i did sleep out in the rain with
fellow asbury students. in fact, i slept in the rain with about
500 people. but why? that's just illogical. it would
be much safer for me to sleep in my dorm room. bingo. it would be much safer for me, but not for northern ugandan children. every single night,
30,000 children walk from their villages into their cities to sleep on
the ground. sometimes there is a shelter over their heads or a
fence surrounding them. but for others, the bus park streets has
to work. if they stay in their villages, there's a huge
risk for rebel soldiers stealing them in the middle of the night or
killing them in their beds. why do the rebels want small
children? they brainwash them and turn them into children
soldiers. they steal children between the ages of 5-12 and
desensitize them by killing their friends in front of them so they'll
become used to incredible acts of violence. then they give these
kids "killing quotas" - they tell them that they must capture or kill a
certain number of children a night or they will die. over time
these little kids who they say are "big enough to carry guns but not to
overthrow their officers" become assimilated into the LRA and continue
this evil children who cry are immediately shot and those who
escape can't cry, even talking abou thte atrocities they saw. and
no one knows about them.
this is happening in our world. these are real people, God's
children. children fear for their lives and can't even comprehend
a feeling of hope.i wish i could pull on your hearts. but
www.invisiblechildren.com does better - go there.
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| this semester has been good for me. i know, long time no
post. but once i stop, i'm scared to come back. anywho.
i've met tons of new people and had awesome opportunities to know God
more already - and we've just been back a month. it's
fabulous. it's amazing how God can teach us so fast when we are
willing to listen . . . even after a semester of soft whispers.
my personality's coming out too. i'm remembering how to balance
school and fun. i'm getting responsible amounts of sleep. i get
to be in a public speaking class. i mod podge weekly. i started a
new prayer journal. and i fell down in front of large group of
people. oh yeah, and i'm learning a lot about life - asking more
questions than ever.
i went on the women's retreat this weekend and really relished in
it. i didn't have a "mountaintop experience" - emphasis quotes
here. but so much was cleared up in my heart and i felt the peace
i've been praying for in some areas. so that's wonderful.
i'm in a small group bible study and i love it dearly. and
i've met so many people - it's fantastic.
i'm moving to the rhythm of Your grace.
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| Last night, I was offered a free ticket to see The Lion, The Witch and the Wardrobe. Filled
with excitement, I quickly accepted as I have been caught up in the
Asbury excitement. Asbury has gone mad over this movie and if you
haven't read the books, you're a mere peon in this school. So at
9:35, I was settled in one of the two theaters that Asbury had filled
for the showing. I was expecting a good movie, but didn't want to
compare it to C.S. Lewis' masterpice of a book. There are just
some things that the camera can't capture so I didn't expect to see
them. But oh, I was wrong. As soon as I saw the four
children, I saw their characters developing in fabulous ways.
Previously, I have considiered that I would want to be like Susan, the
responsible, hestitant, cautious older sister. But after five
minutes of the movie, I realized I was all wrong. I want to be
Lucy. The actress played this role beautifully in the movie and
it was truly fabulous. Lucy, the youngest of the four siblings is
filled with a brave curiuosity. Being the first to discover
Narnia, she treasures it deeply and cares for the creatures there
(especially one Mr. Tumnus). Her bravery is something I could
only hope for. When her older brothers and sister want to turn
back or think they can't accomplish something, it is Lucy who pulls
them through. Peter surely is the leader of the group, but Lucy
is the one who shows true courage. I started thinking about what
it would be like if we all had a little more Lucy in us. Child-like faith combined with blind courage.
What kind of people would we be. More importantly, what kind of
Christians would we be? Her bravery was fueled by her love for
Narnia at first glace, and she love unselfishly. I wish I could
describe her better. If you don't understand, read the book and
watch the movie. Both bring the story to a wonderful level of
imagination.
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