Tara & Joy Love to Ramble

Close the door. Write with no one looking over your shoulder. Don't try to figure out what other people want to hear from you; figure out what you have to say. It's the one and only thing you have to offer. Barbara Kingsolver

Sunday, September 30, 2007

Overwhelmed

Monday- Friday: 120 Hours (7200 minutes)
How I spend this time:
16.33 Hours (980 minutes): In class
20 Hours (1200 minutes): at work
3 hours (180 minutes): at RUF/ sm. group
10 hours (600 minutes): homework
40 hours (2400 minutes): sleep (hopefully)
15 hours (900 minutes): eating (at least)
leaving about 15 hours of free time!!!

Saturday, September 22, 2007

Dream Dilemma

Hmmm . . .

Joseph had a dream, and when he told it to his brothers, they hated him all the more.
Genesis 37:5
If you continue reading (as I am sure many of you have) it becomes evident that God reveals much to Joseph through his dreams. God communicates with Joseph and allows him to do many things while also experiencing much heartache through his dreams.

What does God use our dreams for today? Does he still communicate with us through our dreams?

It has been said that we understand God best early in the morning or late in the night best because we have not had time (or we are too tired) to allow for our filters to be set in place and for the world to influence our thought.

Does our subconscious reveal our true relationship with God? Does he choose to speak to us when our defenses are down?

Do our dreams mean anything?

Thursday, September 13, 2007

True Reflection

Steam expelled
Condensation forms
Covering the looking glass
The reflection now distorted
Could I ever really see myself?

Friday, September 07, 2007

The Right Kind of Wrong

I like you, but I like myself more.
I care about you, but I care about myself more.
I want you to be happy, but I want to be happier.
I want you to succeed, but my success is more important.
I love you, but I love myself more.

I love you, but I love my God more.
I care about our relationship, but my relationship with God is more important.
I want you to be happy, but I can't be the one who provides your happiness.
I want you to succeed, but your success cannot be of this world. His glory is more important.
I love you, but my God loves you more.

Tuesday, September 04, 2007

Conversations

Conversation 1
Joy and I talk. All the time. But do we ever really talk about what is truly occuring in the depth of our soul. Well, last night we did. It probably took us 3 hours of "casual" conversation for us to truly bring ourselves and our desperations into the conversation. It took us that long to be comfortable with one another. We have known one another since we were 12, been best friends since we were 14 and still, we have insecurities within ourselves that inhibit real, honest, to the heart conversation. To share your soul is a scary and completely necessary thing, but that requires vulnerability, it requires sacrifice, it requires.

Conversation 2
Sitting at the SLC (which is where almost every student on campus will visit at least once on a daily basis) I am studying for my test and a couple sits down at the set of chairs to my left. She spends the first 10 minutes on the phone with who I assume to be a girlfriend of hers, then she turns her attention to him. He begins to talk about an interesting class he had just experienced, as she scans through facebook. He tells her about how in class they had discussed Jefferson and how he had written his own version of the Bible. He tells her how he thought that was really interesting and how he would really love to find a copy to read. Her response focuses on a "cute" picture she found on facebook of the two of them. He smiles and goes back to reading his book. Is he disappointed? Is that the reaction he expected? Will he be recieving a book or a picture for his next birthday present? Does he even care? Does she even notice?

Not that every conversation should delve into the very pit of our soul, but shouldn't our conversations contain more than a polite exchange of "how you are" and playful banter. If our thoughts dictate our actions and our discussions, then shouldn't we be thinking more? When will we stop talking about surface material with those who claim they want to know us. And if we do not sink below the surface, how will we ever truly know who we are?

"Devote yourselves to prayer, being watchful and thankful. And pray for us, too, that God may open a door for our message, so that we may proclaim the mystery of Christ, for which I am in chains. Pray that I may proclaim it clearly, as I should. Be wise in the way you act toward outsiders; make the most of every opportunity. Let your conversation be always full of grace, seasoned with salt, so that you may know how to answer everyone." - Colossians 4:2-6

Monday, September 03, 2007

Bad Weekends and Break-ups

This past weekend was supposed to be so fabulous. It was my brother's 21st birthday party. We went to my aunt's house on the lake to celebrate. I skipped the opening game of football season- which is a HUGE deal at UGA. So anyways, the weekend with my family turned out to be horrible. I made really poor choices. My brothers were complete jerks; Joy agrees.
Then monday rolls around and after crying myself to sleep sunday night, I have the pleasure of going to work. And what do I find?
Everyone has had a horrible weekend. Josh's girlfriend broke up with him. Matt's car broke. And Josie's boyfriend of 7 years broke up with her. All-in-all most people who really expected to have really great weekends, ending up having extremely bad ones.
But then I got to thinking about my weekend. Why so bad? What is it about my family that really disappointed me? How did i disappoint them? What was missing?
Then I realized I should probably stop thinking about myself.