currently reading:

John Piper's Dont Waste Your Life

Isaiah 26:8

...we have waited for You eagerly... Your name, even Your memory is the desire of our souls

"Because I was created by God and for His glory, I will magnify Him as I respond to His great love. My desire is to make knowing and enjoying God the passionate pursuit of my life."

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"But whatever you do, find the God-centered, Christ-exalting, Bible-saturated passion of your life, and find your way to say it and live for it and die for it."

lettuce,

tomato, and avocado sandwiches will rock your face off.

you should give it a try. 

support raising

is for extroverts.

just in case you were wondering.

what was at least one thing i learned through my four years at anderson?

i am about as introverted as they come. 

please pray for me.

go green in a supporting way.

t-shirts... fabric paint... stencils.... rulers... scissors...that can only mean one thing!

where can you find the words peru, julie, recycled, and a hip picture of a llama all within one frame of view you ask? well i will tell you! im working on a shirt for fundraising purposes. and the makings have begun my friends. all you upper body clothing wearers out there,  you are going to want one of these. and your friends are going to want one too. and your great aunt ellie doesnt want to feel left out either. she has a soft spot in her heart for fluffly llamas. 

granted this is the beginning, i am just getting you all the heads up. this is how i picture it:

[front] "helping send Julie to Peru...."

[front left side/part of back] picture of llama (as seen above)

[back] "...and recycling too"

or something along those lines anyway.

recycling you may be asking yourself?

well, i shall tell you. im assuming you probably know me pretty well, if you dont then here is your heads up. that i love to recycle and and i love me some thrift stores. and honestly, i get more compliments on things i get from thrift stores than from stuff ive gotten off department shelves. its easier to find yourself, or at least your unique self within a rack of variety than on a shelf of buy 2 get the 3rd half off, and end up with three shirts the same shape but different shades of purple. [but hey im not knocking those sales.. old navy tanks are some of my best friends]

anyway so the shirt. 

i think the idea really reflects my personality and i hope you guys like it. 

im buying t shirts, some plain, and some with graphics on them, in different sizes...

and recycling them! im making stencils of llamas to put as pictured above, and fabric painting them as well as words to make a unique reused shirt. plus since they are pretty cheap for me to make, i dont have to charge you guys much for them. im not sure what i am going to ask for them yet. but... i am excited about them! hope you are too! if you have any suggestions, please give me a heads up, i am totally open to them. for support raising in general as well as with the shirts. 

take me home country roads

my grandmother informed me that i wasn't allowed to only post pictures anymore. okay, thats not quite the way she put it. 

i made my way up interstate 85 yesterday to come home for a few says. of course i had every intention of leaving early, but we both know that didnt happen. it all worked out anyway though, and i made it in at a little after nine. to a big bowl of homemade vegetable soup. without ground beef. my grandmother is more than amazing.

i knew i was back home.. after not being at her house for an hour and finding a tick on me... yeah. and then this morning i left, giving myself plenty of time to make the drive to charleston.. to come to a tree fallen across the road. there was a whole line of cars... and i was so close to the interstate! i was thinking to myself... okay there are enough of us... if we all get out and work together, we can SO move this thing. yeah, then it was my turn to turn around and i saw how big the tree was. i withdrew my silent idea. it was a little on the large side for a tree moving bonding activity. 

 

i decided yesterday, during lunch before i left... that this trip was going to help me get rid of a layer of my shyness. i decided yesterday to do this in two ways to start: to sing in my car on the highway if i wanna... even when im passing cars or vice versa... and even if im really into the song. and to take a picture if i feel like it, and not care that people are looking at me like im crazy. these are the results:

restroom tile somewhere in virginia.

restroom sink somewhere in virginia.. after taking this picture i laughed out loud for at least five minutes. there was this older lady in the restroom while i was taking it... and when i left the bathroom and started walking outside.. i saw her standing with whom im assuming was her husband, her hand cupped over his ear whispering... and him staring at me. it was so obvious she was talking about me. that was so worth it. i can just hear her now .."that girl.. yes that one there... the bathroom sink! yes! the sink!"

side.walk.

let us leave this place where the smoke blows black

and the dark street winds and bends

past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow

we shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow

and watch where the chalk-white arrows go

to the place where the sidewalk ends.

shel.silverstein.

someone sent me flowers. made of paper. 

they are pretty much more than beautiful.

i.love.them.

a tuesday.

a saturday.