It's like
running,
stopping for some rest,
and not being able to run again.
Not as enticing as the title sounds.
Joyeux Noel
Froehliche Weihnachten
Buone Feste Natalizie
Feliz Navidad
즐거운 성탄절 보내세요
Different ways to say: Happy Birthday, Jesus!
I guess I'll write a post at the end of the day about how my Christmas went, but on this one I want to share what went down Christmas Eve! 12/24/2009 was by far the most spontaneous, fun and adventurous Eve ever. For me, it all started when Lucy texted me in the morning saying 'I'm coming over with the brownie mix.' I didn't know whether to take her seriously or not, but I decided to clean my house (something I never ever do). Christine suggested taking the Metro to my house (LOL), but I guess Lucy freaked out like crazy. Well, luck was on our side this merry merry day; Lucy's mom was able to drop Lucy and Christine off at my house and save them the trouble/hysteria. When they come over, we ate and ate and ate. My spaghetti wasn't as good as I hoped (not enough ingredients >:( ), but we had cake and tangerines! After leaving people video comments on facebook, we went upstairs and had real talk. I realized I was the blindest and most naive one of that group, sigh. Bitter epiphany, I guess? Time for some accurate, constantly analyzing, smart brain action.
Anyway, at around six we decided to get out of my house. We weren't entirely sure on what to do, but NRB thwarted the other options (hehe). It felt so good to just sing, carefree about everything else. It was so fun that we ended up staying for two hours, when we had originally planned to stay for one hour.
Spending Christmas Eve with Lucy and Christine made me realize what the 'Christmas Spirit' is all about. It's not about writing cute letters to Santa, or exchanging Christmas presents (although I miss both of the above traditions). It's about spending time with your family, friends, people you love, and never forgetting the real reason for the love and the joy of this season.
Good news calls for a brand new post.
I never understood the power of prayer to its fullest extent. Realistically speaking, of course I still don't grasp the power in entirety. But every time He answers, I get a step closer to tasting the true beauty of prayer.
I'm finally getting Sundays off of work. Honestly, I haven't been praying about this as consistently as I should have. How He answered my prayer so quickly and with such ease shows His eagerness to see me at the dwelling place once again. He heard my prayer and the conjoined voices of those who prayed for me. Thank you--YOU!
It's funny how things work out. It all started when I told my boss about the WVC retreat...Yeah, and things definitely fell into place.
This will take some time though, since I must help train the new worker who will take my Sunday shift. Hopefully I will come out to church sometime in January.
He favors, really. I'm amazed.
...And so begins my semi-daily routine of updating JUICY at the school library.