Wedding Tour 2004
Coming to your town soon! Dates and locations added weekly!
SERIOUSLY!! I thought the 2003 tour was crazy (Lafayette, Louisiana!?) . What the how is going on this year? Not that weddings are a bad thing. In fact, they are completely WONDERFUL!
I think I'm at 8 already. Hideyo and Alinna, you are right! T-shirts are called for. Tour T-shirts. Wedding Tour 2004.
Congratulations to all you shiny, happy people! =)
February 24, 2004
February 2, 2004
Heh.
I haven't blogged in a month. I suck. I think sometimes I forget that this little space of mine exists!
So, sorry to all you faithful people who keep coming back for more (although I'm not sure why you do...)
Well, I have nothing exciting to say. I'm off to Denver and Salt Lake City for a week. Yay for work trips that also become fun trips!
I'll have my cell with me!
buhbye now.
I haven't blogged in a month. I suck. I think sometimes I forget that this little space of mine exists!
So, sorry to all you faithful people who keep coming back for more (although I'm not sure why you do...)
Well, I have nothing exciting to say. I'm off to Denver and Salt Lake City for a week. Yay for work trips that also become fun trips!
I'll have my cell with me!
buhbye now.
January 2, 2004
Happy New Year, my friends.
I love my community group. I love how they are so earnest in their faith. It encourages me greatly. I love the fact that their goals for the new year were (1 for each person): to know God more deeply, to know the Word, and to love God more. :) Happy. That makes me happy.
Makes me want to love Jesus more, pray more. Happy. :)
I spent New Year's Eve with a bunch of Jason's friends. It was really fun. One of them went to Hopkins for his MPH. He has tons of advice for me on everything! Housing, cars, classes, research, professors, churches. Yay! I am much excited. Time goes by so fast. Last May, I was ready to go traipsing off to school to Columbia or Cal (I guess going to Cal doesn't require traipsing). But, somehow, in the deferral period of going to Hopkins, I'm a lot more nervous. A lot less brash about it all. Maybe because there are so many things going on at home. Maybe because the momentum is a little bit lost since I didn't apply and everything. Maybe because I get so caught up in the details of moving. Maybe because I forget that God was very clear that this was what He had in store for me.
But the land into which you are about to cross to possess it, a land of hills and valleys, drinks water from the rain of heaven, a land for which the Lord your God cares; the eyes of the Lord are always on it, from the beginning even to the end of the year.
- Deuteronomy 11:11-12
I love my community group. I love how they are so earnest in their faith. It encourages me greatly. I love the fact that their goals for the new year were (1 for each person): to know God more deeply, to know the Word, and to love God more. :) Happy. That makes me happy.
Makes me want to love Jesus more, pray more. Happy. :)
I spent New Year's Eve with a bunch of Jason's friends. It was really fun. One of them went to Hopkins for his MPH. He has tons of advice for me on everything! Housing, cars, classes, research, professors, churches. Yay! I am much excited. Time goes by so fast. Last May, I was ready to go traipsing off to school to Columbia or Cal (I guess going to Cal doesn't require traipsing). But, somehow, in the deferral period of going to Hopkins, I'm a lot more nervous. A lot less brash about it all. Maybe because there are so many things going on at home. Maybe because the momentum is a little bit lost since I didn't apply and everything. Maybe because I get so caught up in the details of moving. Maybe because I forget that God was very clear that this was what He had in store for me.
But the land into which you are about to cross to possess it, a land of hills and valleys, drinks water from the rain of heaven, a land for which the Lord your God cares; the eyes of the Lord are always on it, from the beginning even to the end of the year.
- Deuteronomy 11:11-12
December 12, 2003
This is for Rhonda as she puts of studying. =)
I had dinner with Rhonda last night. So, it’s strange. Many moons ago, Rhonda and I were in the same Bible Study (the Crusade off-campus women’s one). Most of our group graduated, and we left Rhonda behind. Suddenly, Rhonda appears this past fall at Berkeley Mosaic. Wow! We chat a little, catch up a little. I started attending a Mosaic Community group, and it turned out that she was co-leading the group.
So, yes, after many moons, we have been reunited. It was such a blessing and a joy to hang out with her last night. We got to be “the obnoxious people” at the restaurant. We had planned to go to Filippo’s on Solano. But we get there, and, um, it doesn’t exist anymore. So, we walk a few blocks down the street. We find this “nicer” Italian restaurant. It was so romantic (haha!) There were candles on the table. And then, suddenly, out of nowhere there was live music!
It was great to talk and laugh, and laugh, and laugh. I had a wonderful time. It was nice to catch up, talk, eat. But, above all, I really like it was a time of fellowship that was really moved by the Spirit. There was an honesty and transparency in our conversation and confessions to one another. There was an earnest desire to testify of God’s work in our lives. And there was a lot of laughing.
So, now, Rhonda. I have finally blogged. Granted, it’s about you. But, there you go!
I had dinner with Rhonda last night. So, it’s strange. Many moons ago, Rhonda and I were in the same Bible Study (the Crusade off-campus women’s one). Most of our group graduated, and we left Rhonda behind. Suddenly, Rhonda appears this past fall at Berkeley Mosaic. Wow! We chat a little, catch up a little. I started attending a Mosaic Community group, and it turned out that she was co-leading the group.
So, yes, after many moons, we have been reunited. It was such a blessing and a joy to hang out with her last night. We got to be “the obnoxious people” at the restaurant. We had planned to go to Filippo’s on Solano. But we get there, and, um, it doesn’t exist anymore. So, we walk a few blocks down the street. We find this “nicer” Italian restaurant. It was so romantic (haha!) There were candles on the table. And then, suddenly, out of nowhere there was live music!
It was great to talk and laugh, and laugh, and laugh. I had a wonderful time. It was nice to catch up, talk, eat. But, above all, I really like it was a time of fellowship that was really moved by the Spirit. There was an honesty and transparency in our conversation and confessions to one another. There was an earnest desire to testify of God’s work in our lives. And there was a lot of laughing.
So, now, Rhonda. I have finally blogged. Granted, it’s about you. But, there you go!
October 29, 2003
When we were in middle school, all the sixth graders had to take this class called Changes. It was basically a class on the changes that happen during adolescence (physically, emotionally, mentally). Actually, I don’t remember too much about what we were taught in the class. I just remember having to take it. I guess the idea was that this class would help 11- and 12-year-olds make the proper adjustments as their bodies, minds, and surroundings change.
Alinna and I have decided that there is an overwhelming need for something to that effect for post-undergraduate, quarter-life crisis, lost generation-ers. (not like we really know anything.) There is a need, however. How come no one ever told us that post-college life would be this weird warped place? It’s not like those who have gone before us didn’t experience it themselves! We need to pass on the wisdom of generations. Learning about financial responsibility and independence, new social environments, workplace behavior, identifying this overwhelming need to belong, and the social awkwardness (I won’t even try to fix that sentence.) Once we have our Ph.D.’s and become hip forty something professors, we’ll write a book called Changes: Round Two. And we’ll teach a de-Cal class. That would be awesome.
On an unrelated note, I really would like to get Mandy’s new CD, Coverage. Hmm, I think I will go pick it up tonight. I’ve heard very good things about it.
God has truly been my Sustainer, my Fortress, and my Rock. Things at work were pretty bad for a couple days. And it was really hard to do the right thing. But, I knew I had to do it. And it sucked, but I was kept safe, I was strengthened. My faith is so small; I become this timid little thing in the face of the big storm. But Jesus is the Big one.
Alinna and I have decided that there is an overwhelming need for something to that effect for post-undergraduate, quarter-life crisis, lost generation-ers. (not like we really know anything.) There is a need, however. How come no one ever told us that post-college life would be this weird warped place? It’s not like those who have gone before us didn’t experience it themselves! We need to pass on the wisdom of generations. Learning about financial responsibility and independence, new social environments, workplace behavior, identifying this overwhelming need to belong, and the social awkwardness (I won’t even try to fix that sentence.) Once we have our Ph.D.’s and become hip forty something professors, we’ll write a book called Changes: Round Two. And we’ll teach a de-Cal class. That would be awesome.
On an unrelated note, I really would like to get Mandy’s new CD, Coverage. Hmm, I think I will go pick it up tonight. I’ve heard very good things about it.
God has truly been my Sustainer, my Fortress, and my Rock. Things at work were pretty bad for a couple days. And it was really hard to do the right thing. But, I knew I had to do it. And it sucked, but I was kept safe, I was strengthened. My faith is so small; I become this timid little thing in the face of the big storm. But Jesus is the Big one.