Sunday, December 31, 2006

Yay God!

I love when God works things out because he always comes through but it is never how I expect. Yesterday did not go as planned. After an amazing week with family I boarded my plane at 12:20 we were not airborne till 4:30ish due to fog and the de-icing process. I feared missing my Toronto to Halifax connection but that turned out to be an issue because my next flight turned out to be on the same. I arrived in Halifax three and a half hours later then expected minus my luggage. And some what overwhelmed and underawake (to the grammar lovers I am sorry but I like making up new words it means lacking sleep)

My joys of air travel were both my seatmates were delightful. The first was a little boy who was six years old whose family was on the way to South Africa. The second was a fourth year English Lit major returning from Christmas break. She was completely delightful to talk with. We shared a few favorite authors and exchanged a few. We discussed some of the "religious" movies that have come out in the last years. The other joy was that every seat had personal touch television with an amazing selection of movies. One of which as the South African film Beat The Drum. It was really good. I’m sure I talk more about it some other time. It was good to hear Zulu again even if the only words I understood were grandmother and yes.

Last night after calling my parents and talking with good friends I set out to finishing my message for this morning. And by finish I mean start…I had thoughts but nothing had come together during the past two weeks. I had nothing and then like a well cooked chicken that just falls off the bone it just came laid out before me. The whole thing written in under ten minutes (Jo I didn’t even get my cry but I was to overjoyed to notice). And this morning God moved in the service. It was beautiful. I am thankful to be apart of what he is doing. God always comes through it is never when or how I expect.

I love my mummy. I admire her ongoing strength. She is wonderful.

Sunday, December 24, 2006

Merry This Day

On this fine eve of Christmas Eve life is grand. I feel content and full. Today I cleaned my place. One of those days when cleaning was invigorating and freeing. Did laundry, repotted three plants, decorated for Christmas, put up my tree, knocked over two of the three recently potted plants. Had only a carpet sweeper to deal with the mess. The majority of the mess is still a mess. Maybe something will sprout in the middle of my living room over the next week. Will maybe post tree pictures tomorrow, if they make it from the camera to the computer. There is a good chance this won't happen. Shopped. Ate. Waited. Saw The Holiday with some friends. It was classic chick flick and just what my heart desired. I was filled with the gamut girlie emotions, oohed and ahhed in all the right places, and sighed with contentment at the conclusion. Jo, I think our idea will work. After the movie the girls came over. Silly times. Quote of the night: "You’re too normal to be a youth pastor" –Gina. Not really sure what that means or if it is a good thing. But I am leaning towards it being a good thing.

By this time tomorrow I will be home with family, in a house I've never seen, but home I will be.

Wednesday, December 20, 2006


O, beware, my lord, of jealousy;

It is the green-eyed monster which doth

Iago in Othello

And the monster lives in me. Most times it lays dormant or is happy to simply compare others, not that that is an endorsement of the behavior. But pet sins often go unnoticed, unchecked, and unchallenged. There are times it wakes. Hungry it feeds on something innocent and grows with anger and bitterness. Reveling a truly shallow selfish me.

Completely understandable -human even. At the same time it disgusts me.

Sunday, December 17, 2006

Chicken Soup and Settlers

It’s flu and cold season again. I've been semi-confined to my place this yesterday and today, nothing serious just ick and dizzy. Under the self-imposed quarantine I had hoped to have great success in finishing a few projects around the apartment. One of the more major ones…unpacking. It’s been four months and there are still boxes I haven’t even opened. It was a less then productive weekend, unless you count watching many episodes of Stargate Atlantis. Highlight of the whole experience living on Canada Dry.

I was still healthy Friday night and enjoyed a delightful evening out. A family from the church invited me for supper and a games night. They have five was a lot of fun. Monday I had bought the card game Pit they let me try it out. I was also introduced to xbox's more innocent side with a bible game, something super monkeys (?), and a sherk game. While playing the youngest, who is about four slowing inched over till she was almost in my lap put her head on my arm looked up at me and said, "I like you Pastor Liz" Still sounds odd to hear pastor before Liz, but from her it was pretty cute. After the children were all in bed we played Settlers of Catan. Yeah for sickness waiting a day.

Friday, December 15, 2006

Would You Rather....

Would you rather:

Have me blog regularly but majority of the content fluff or poop for lack of creativity/writer's block


Have me blog when there is a topic/thought that inspires, meaning much more sporatically?

Wednesday, December 13, 2006


Cars are not the freedom I dreamed they were in high school.

Friday, December 01, 2006

I Love My Church!

I just love it. I LOVE MY CHURCH. Things are going so well. I am content and joyful and excited. Things are great. It’s not perfect, people are involved and that is the best and worst thing about it. The job itself still overwhelmed me and humbles me. Most days I ask God what he's gotten me into. I'd be sinking if it wasn't a God thing. With all that i am excited for some of the things happening.

Last Sunday we took ten teens to Halifax to help with Sunday Suppers which has been feeding homeless and needy people for the past 20 years.

Next Sunday the children will be putting on their first ever Christmas presentation.

In the new year we are starting a brand new ministry for preschool children called Hope Farm. When I first shared the idea I expected the whole plan to be rejected. It wasn't. I expected it to be put on hold for a year or two. It wasn't. I thought my creative decoration ideas would be thrown out the window. They weren't. In fact the men in my church have already built a barn frame for the future preschool classroom. I have a barn. They are buying new paint and tiles over the next few weeks. When everything is finished I’ll post pictures.

I heart my church!

Saturday, November 25, 2006


I like music. I think its very important to worship. I am thankful to those who use their gifts and skills to enrich the Christian communities worship through music. I find at times that we have become so accustom to the use of music that we forget there are other arts out there.

This blessed me: artworship

Wednesday last week, I was having tea with a friend. She asked me if I knew that NT Wright was on Acadia campus, which is ten minutes from my place. I hadn't known. If I had I probably would have gone to hear him. I was sad.

After talking to someone else who went to the Wednesday night session I was a little morethers sad. The topics was about the relationship the arts have to worship or something. Her explaination wasn't clear. It sounded interesting. I'm going to try and get the tapes or something.

Thursday, November 16, 2006

Five Stars or Something

This is for Jo because she asked and because I promised and well just because it was time. Life’s been good and full. I like living. I like what God has been doing in my life. I like my job. Everything is well and I am content. I just haven’t wanted to blog -even when I have had things to say. I will now despite my in apathy.

Booster was good experience. This was the first time our church had anyone participate and we had eight students go. Quote of the week, "But Liz some times you just have to stereotype." To Amy and those few from Brother’s Keeper and Evidence 02 that read this I used "Lavender Sparkles" a few times. To Evidence 03 and any from that summer who remembers we played the dice game. They developed some good questions. Lastly, Friend –they know the "Random (pickles) Game".

I’ve been to the theater many times over the last few days and weeks. Wednesday I went to see Stranger then Fiction with a friend. I loved it. I found it refreshing, fun, intelligent, silly, moving, profound, and fun…and they used some of my favorite words. I do not know what the critics have said I don’t even know if you would like it. I just know that I did. There were so many little things I loved. For me it has earned many stars.

Two Fridays ago we went to see Flushed Away, another worth while film. I loved the singing slugs and many other parts. It made me laugh a lot. Also enjoyed Casino Royal this past Friday. I like the new Bond. Then Saturday saw Happy Feet. It was good but I enjoyed Flushed Away more. It might have been the slugs that won my favour but I wonder if my disappointment is directly related to the amount of anticipation I had going into the movie. Previews are evil.

Friday, November 03, 2006

Life Update

Heading to Booster in a half hour.

My car is clean.

By the end of the day I should be a quote Steph. "We'll find a name for you, for now you are The Liz"

I am The Liz. hee...hee...hee

Wednesday, November 01, 2006


While preparing for youth this week I found this. I share because it is good:


By David Sanford

If I talk a lot about God and the Bible and the Church, but I fail to ask about your needs and then help you, I'm simply making a lot of empty religious noise.

If I graduate from theological seminary and know all the answers to questions you'll never even think of asking, and if I have all the degrees to prove it and if I say I believe in God with all my heart, and soul and strength, and claim to have incredible answers to my prayers to show it, but I fail to take the time to find out where you're at and what makes you laugh and why you cry, I'm nothing.

If I sell an extra car and some of my books to raise money for some poor starving kids somewhere, and if I give my life for God's service and burn out after pouring everything I have into the work, but do it all without ever once thinking about the people, the real hurting people-the moms and dads and sons and daughters and orphans and widows and the lonely and hurting-if I pour my life into the Kingdom but forget to make it relevant to those here on earth, my energy is wasted, and so is my life.

Here is what love is like--genuine love. God's kind of love. It's patient. It can wait. It helps others, even if they never find out who did it. Love doesn't look for greener pastures or dream of how things could be better if I just got rid of all my current commitments. Love doesn't boast. It doesn't try to build itself up to be something it isn't. Love doesn't act in a loose, immoral way. It doesn't seek to take, but it willingly gives. Love doesn't lose its cool. It doesn't turn on and off. Love doesn't think about how bad the other person is, and certainly doesn't think of how it could get back at someone. Love is grieved deeply (as God is) over the evil in this world, but it rejoices over truth.

Love comes and sits with you when you're feeling down and finds out what is wrong. It empathizes with you and believes in you. Love knows you'll come through just as God planned, and love sticks right beside you all the way. Love doesn't give up, or quit, or diminish or go home. Love keeps on keeping on, even when everything goes wrong and the feelings leave and the other person doesn't seem as special anymore. Love succeeds 100 percent of the time. That, my friend, is what real love is!

Copyright 2003 David Sanford. Permission is granted to send this to others, but not for commercial purposes.

Monday, October 30, 2006

Music to Go

This coming weekend I'm heading to Bethany with the youth group for Booster. The dilemma is that my car (Erwin) only has a tape player. So I've been thinking about making a few tapes for the road. Which got me wondering what songs should I take on a road trip. I am totally seeking others thoughts.

What do you like to travel to?
What are the ultimate road trip songs?
Quote of the Day:

"If we had a tim's in my town, i'd pry be married by now"

Friday, October 27, 2006

Is the glass half full or the glass half empty?

Six months ago today I turned a quarter century. This is my 25th half birthday (meaning its John Sherwood’s real birthday if anyone sees him wish him a happy birthday). For this year I set some goals and challenges. Just a few random (pickles) things I hoped to accomplish this year. I realised that I might not complete all 25 but they were there to motivate me. This is the update on how things are going:

Challenges To Do (and excuses why they aren’t done):

1 Dye my hair blue
-Not really sure how to make that happen, working for a church I could see blue hair being an issue. Maybe some reward for fundraising or something. But I sadly think it won’t be happening. I will have to let the dream go.
2 Jump out of an airplane
-There is a place in Halifax, cost is reasonable but even with that its it might not fit in the budget. Another dream for another day?
4 Learn to snowboard
-Friends want to take me once there is snow.
5 Run a half marathon, which is huge cause I’ve never ran more then 6km
-I ran a km last wee. It was rough. I don’t see this happening this year.
6 Learn how to make 25 new dishes/meals
-To date I’ve tried nine new recipes; four has been in the last month. I could see reaching this goal before the year is out.
7 Fly a kite
-Um….not sure about this one. I need to get a kite.
8 Know/memorise/ really understand 6 biblical passages.
-I’ve been looking at different verses of the year. It wasn’t what I had planned but I think I know more then I did six months ago so I think it’s a success. Not sure what to really do with the goal.
10 Make a snowman with my sister
-Hoping to make it home for Christmas, if so Frosty will be part of the celebrations.
13 Finally put to paper the stories I tell my sister, that’s right Pogo fans the stories maybe immortalised at last
-Still procrastinating. I’d like to give Lee-Ann the stories for Christmas. So I need to get going.
14 Draw 12 pictures, one a month
-I’ve completed three drawings. Meaning nine to go.
16 Climb a tree
-I have none in mind. Maybe I should just do it this weekend.
21 Take a college class
-In the process of signing up for a fun world of His and Dis. Yeah!
23. Have 25 meaningful conversations about God
-A total of eight meaningful talks about God.
24 Do a really challenging puzzle
-I have the puzzle just need to set up a space for it.
25 Host one of those murder mystery dinner parties

Challenges Completed:
3 Climb a mountain
9 Take a long road trip
11 Finish the Simiarilion
12 Have a garden
15 Make some huge castle fort out of Lego
17 Go on an over night hiking trip
18 Take my mom out for a special dinner
19 Visit a city I’ve never been to before
20 Go bowling
22 Watch a play

10 down 15 to go.
A very merry unbirthday to you all!

Wednesday, October 25, 2006

Dancing Kids

Plan B

I've bought mouse poison.

Sunday, October 22, 2006


My Aunt saw this sign in front of a church this weekend and past it on to me. I laughed:

Last night I heard a noise. I was talking on the phone so I jumped up to check it out. I was sure that I had finally caught Howard. Turned on the light, looked down expecting to see the mouse on the floor. Oh, No, he wasn't on the floor. He was on my clean counter running behind the microwave. I admit that in the surprise of seeing a mouse on my kitchen counter I let out a scream. So Howard still lives. After talking it over with a few different people I think we're going to move to plan B.

Friday, October 20, 2006

Genesis 37:19

"Here comes that dreamer!" they said to each other.

So last night I had another of my dreams, and this is how it went: I was in another country (maybe India or China) preparing to return home. There was a group in a large round room similar to a living room but there were sections that were designed for sleeping. There was an airplane gate me and a group of people walked on and got our seats. Then a girl noticed she didn't have her passport. So I decided to walk back and check my things? I went back to the main room near were all my things were. There was a pile of jackets and clothes. I searched and found my drivers license. Searched a second time and found my passport. A man said to me, "That's important you, you'll need that and a ticket to leave this place." I looked again found nothing. Then I panicked about not having a ticket. Tried a last time found an envelop with the paper from my arrival ticket. The man said that will do then kissed me. That was my dream.

On the mouse front. I can now hear them running in the ceiling. This morning there was a snapped trap but no mouse.

Thursday, October 19, 2006


I think I am found...I'm still living in NS. It was a bit more then that and thankfully it was a passing moment. Thank your cousin for calling to locate me.

Bought mouse traps yesterday. Set them last night. There was nothing this morning. Maybe Howard packed his bags and moved out.

Wednesday, October 18, 2006

I feel...



And not the show. I hope this passes soon.

Tuesday, October 17, 2006

House Guests

Had a surprise tonight when I went to put a new bio bag in my green box. There is a mouse in my house. Actually the evidence hints that there are more then one. I have named them all Howard. I wonder if this counts as a "furry pet" cause that would be grounds for an eviction.

Meet Howard:

Went to see two of my youth play hockey yesterday. The game was tied at 0. It was a good time. I realize I will need to figure out things to scream for future games. Yesterday I used, "Shoot" "Yeah" "Go Team" "Good Play" and "Eat Carrots". I had wanted to add a nice "Bite them" or "Draw Blood" but I was sitting with the mothers and I don't think that would have gone over well.

I have been having very strange vivid dreams this week. Which isn't unusual. It's almost humorous to me. I might share one if there is interest.

Life lesson: Cling Wrap neither clings nor wraps. I think I heard someone else tell me this lesson. And have now experienced it for myself.

Saturday, October 07, 2006

Appreciation Month

Did anyone else know that October is "Ministry Appreciation Month"? I just found out, it sounds funny to me. I found out for a Dayspring add. They explain its a time to honour the pastor and his family and closed with "May God bless you as you bless those that minister to you." much as I like "being blessed" is this another marketing thing to get Christians to buy more stuff?

Wednesday, October 04, 2006

The Week

I took Bill back the airport yesterday. The house seems very quiet. I miss having a roommate. Family is good. We had a simple week of just hanging out, driving around, watching movies, and eating food. Had a few adventures on the way.

Thursdays are my busy day, just with youth that night. I love it but feel completely out of my element. This week on our way to the church we locked ourselves out of the house. Called the right people to see if they could come let me in. They were in a meeting and wouldn’t be out till after youth had started. So it was on to Plan B – Breaking and Entering 101: search for creative entrance points. Lessons learned: always know where your keys are and I fit through small windows.

Saturday we drove down to Lunenburg to go whale watching…. no whales were sighted. We did see some birds, seals, and a few porpoise. Still it was a good day out on the water. Continued on to Peggy’s Cove got some good pictures, avoided the seafood restaurants. I like having a living cousin.

After church and lunch on Sunday we went to my favourite place in the whole wide world, Port George. There is nothing there really but I find it wonderful. It was my first visit since I’ve been back in Canada. The tide was in but it was still beautiful.

This is the castle the boys and I made when I was in Hamilton during the road trip. You can't see it but there is also a shark in the indoor pool, a bridge to a slide, and a catapult. Only connection to this past week is Bill finially has his camera back :)

Tuesday, September 26, 2006

It's Today

Of course it's today what other day could it possibly be? The true meaning is that today, yest this very day, my cousin comes for a whole week visit. We've been talking about him coming to visit many times in the past and plans have always fallen through. But in a few short hours I'm driving up to the airport. He's really coming.

So Excited. I love Family!

Monday, September 25, 2006

A Missing Moment

received two emails from good Japanese friends this morning. I've been back in Canada a month and a half, seems too long since I last ate gyoza and yakisoba with my friends. My one friend mentioned he finds himself looking for me at our Sunday Bible Study. I miss them and they miss me. Who knows maybe God will take me back. This is a picture Maki sent me in her email:

Maki the beautiful - I miss you my friend.

Wednesday, September 20, 2006

Moments of Stupidity Brought to You by Liz

This frivols tale of woe began with a desire to save time….on my way home from work I stopped in at the local farmers market to dro off two rentals before 6. It was the simple task of placing the DVDs on the counter, so I parked leaving the car running, made a mental note "don’t lock the doors cause that would really suck", ran into the store, placed the DVDs on the counter. All this took place in a matter of moments, oh I was saving time. Ran back to the car, pulled and the handle and low and behold it was locked. Never underestimate the power of a well-formed habit, while I was thinking don’t lock the car I locked it cause that’s the first thing I do every time I open my car door.

AHHH! Keys are locked in the car and its still running. Oh! the spare keys….are in the house and the house is locked and the house keys are now locked in the car. I can call some one for help. But my phone and address book are locked in the car.

I decided walk home hoping another tenant could help. It is only about a 10-minute walk, not bad. My neighbor is home and lets me use her phone but neither of us could remember the supers number. That was hit in miss for awhile till we remembered the agency and were able to get her cell number. She wasn’t there. Left a message. Tried a local garage there was no answer. Angie got back to me but didn’t have her apartment keys on her but she did help by finding me a good towing coming. Almost an hour later I was back in my car and on the road. Oh the cost of saving time:

Movie Rentals: 4.99
Tow Truck Fees: 34.00
An Adventure in Frustration: Priceless

Thursday, September 07, 2006

The Road Trip

I am Home again and settling in. Finally was able to have my internet provider come in at hook me up. Here is the much desired update and summary of my road trip and living which occurred in-between then and now all presented in the faithful list format:

-First two and half days was my car (mom and me) following dad’s car (dad and Lee-Ann). During the drive we took turns reading The Mark of A Christian by Francis A. Schaeffer. It was short but deep. I felt like I was swimming in thoughts. I need to work through it. I’ll probably re-read the book and reflections will slowly show up in post form.

-Listened to the Bible on tape. Went from Genesis to Job on the trip. I am now into Psalms.

-On the 18th I drove through Montreal then Toronto. This is huge. I normally refuse to drive through cities. It was actually enjoyable.

-Visited my mom’s family first. It was a great time. I had these long walks with my Aunt Sharon. And hung out with my youngest cousins who are very cool. Also got to send some time with my Grandfather, it was my first time seeing him since the stroke. There is something special about going home. Also read The Five People You Meet In Heaven, interesting book.

-Next was a visit to my dad’s family. Family is great. Had fun building a Lego castle, watching movies including the Chipmunks movie. Went out for lunch with my grandparents had a really good beef curry soup. Then grandpa and I walked over to the art gallery.

-My amazing, wonderful, gracious cousin Bill allowed me the incredible joy of experiencing Firefly. He lent me the complete series with vows and promises to guard them with my life. I watch them all in the first 24hrs of me arriving home. The next day went out and rented Serenity. I know what I want for Christmas this year.

-Had lunch with Matthew Rose on my way to PA.

-Next big thing was Karen and Joe’s wedding. Everything was beautiful, a very happy day, and it was a good chance to catch up with other Bethany students. And I caught the bouquet, yeah!

-The 28th I started the longest day of driving in my life, PA to Sussex at once. To make it longer my engine light went on putting my car into a garage for a good three hours. Ended up being a good wait. The woman working cash is the children’s director at her church and we just shared ideas. The delay got me into Sussex at 2am it was a very long day.

-Spent a day and a half at Bethany, it was good to check up with some people. It was seminar week I missed Jen and Missy only downside of the visit.

-And I made it home. I’ve started work. It feels weird to be called Pastor Liz. Tonight will be my first youth night. Started reading Blue Like Jazz.

-Finished a few of my challeges 9, 12, 15, and 18.

That is all. Life is good.

Wednesday, August 16, 2006

On the Road

The family is in transit from Nova Scotia to Winnipeg. I'm going with them as far as Montreal then heading down to southern Ontario to see family. Right now we're in Woodstock, NB. It's been a good first day of travel. Not sure when I'll have internet access again.

Yesterday was a sister day. While the parents dealt with all the details of packing up, loading, and cleaning the house Lee-Ann and I had the whole day to ourselves. I love my sister. We went shopping, made lunch, watched a Barbie movie, went swimming, and had supper at MacD's (Lee-Ann picked there for the playroom). It was a full day of joys. I just really had fun with my sister. She's like a fish in the water, it reminded me how much fun water can be. A good day.

I've moved into my new apartment this past week (pictures to come). I have an appointment to hook up internet on the 7th. See you then.

Thursday, August 10, 2006

#18 and #19

More challenges finished. This past Monday I took my mom out for lunch and dinner and had a great girls day out. Yeah for Challenge 18 completed.

Challenge 19: On the return journey I had 22 hours stop over in Vancouver. It was my first time in the city (not counting airport stops) I took some time to explore a bit, saw the downtown. Visited a Chapters. Good times.

Saturday, August 05, 2006

Leaving On A Jet Plane

Well my bags are packed (at last!) and I’m 98% ready to go.
I still detest packing. I shiver at the thought of packing. It was a good show of how much stuff I accumulated in a year, lots and lots of stuff. I crammed as much as was humanly possible in my luggage and the rest will be shipped home.

Not everything can return home. Somethings are just extra stuff I don't need, somethings are too big, and somethings are worn out. The latter is true for a pair of my favourite sandals of all times. To the garbage they go. It is a sad time. I take this moment to share with you my journey with my shoes. I got them a few years back at a BBC dorm sale (I think they might have been Jo’s) for three dollars. They did great at the camp thing, joined me Africa, and where my standard footwear for the past year. Especially with the having to take shoes off in and out of buildings. I know they are only shoes and this is silly: but I like them, I will miss them. So please take a moment for my departed sandales.

Tuesday, August 01, 2006

I hate packing!

Monday, July 31, 2006

#3 and #17

Was able to kill two birds with one stone this weekend: Challenge 3 and 17 are completed. To see the sunrise of Mt. Fuji you hike for five hours rest/sleep for three and then climb the remainder. I think this is the most physically demanding thing I’ve ever attempted. Each step was gruelling but it didn’t end after and hour or two mixed in with fatigue from no sleep, the altitude and the bitter mountain temperature.

As a campout we bunked indoors and there were no fires or toasted marshmallows. On the plus side, the sky was clear and full of stars. The best open sky I’ve seen in the past three years. For more pictures you can visit Journey on the Other Side.

Five challenges finished only twenty to go.

Thursday, July 27, 2006

A Very Merry July Unbirthday:

It’s time for another Challenge 25 update:

Not doing very well with the half marathon training. Woke up one day to go for a run…then hit snooze. (#5)
Made an apple pie with the kindergarten class used a new crust recipe. Also different friends introduced me to the world of Japanese tempura (thanks Yoko), sushi (thanks Sayoko), and okonomiyaki (thanks Noriko). (#6)
We had a lesson on kites and I was so excited to go out and fly one…only Hideki couldn’t find the schools in the storage closet. So it was a no go. (#7)
Told all three Pogo stories to my class, showed me I was out of practice and sort of started writing a new one about kites. (#13)
Finished one drawing, started another and did two character studies. (#14)
Passage of focus was 2 Tim 1:7 (#8)
Had two interesting talks about God. The first started as a conversation about missionaries, which lead the friend ask what does "grace" mean. Used the bridge illustration to explain. She ended saying that she had never heard this before and had to think about it. The other was about the Bible and its importance to life. My friend’s conclusion was that it is treasure for all people. (#23)

Total Challenges finished: Three –only twenty-two to go.

Wednesday, July 19, 2006

Need A Hero?

Having a comment from Chris brought back great memories from summer team and West Civi . We did a fun progect on Roman gladiators. We even talked about what hero's we'd be. So it seems fitting to share my hero score:

You scored as Maximus.

After his family was murdered by the evil emperor Commodus, the great Roman general Maximus went into hiding to avoid Commodus's assassins. He became a gladiator, hoping to dominate the colosseum in order to one day get the chance of killing Commodus. Maximus is valiant, courageous, and dedicated. He wants nothing more than the chance to avenge his family, but his temper often gets the better of him.



The Amazing Spider-Man


Captain Jack Sparrow


William Wallace


Indiana Jones


Batman, the Dark Knight


Neo, the "One"


The Terminator


El Zorro


Lara Croft


James Bond, Agent 007


Which Action Hero Would You Be? v. 2.0
created with
One of my favourite children’s books is The Princess and the Kiss. It’s girlie and beautiful…and I love it. I found out there is now a second book The Squire and the Scroll.

Lastly why does everything good have to be over marketed with helpful companions, journals, and workbooks? Why can’t good books just stand alone?

Monday, July 17, 2006

Memory Verse

I believe in the power of Scripture to change lives, I do. It has almost become a Christian cliché. The words are said it but its more like fluff, just another form of Christianese. We are almost surprised when God acts through the Living Word. I have been reminded of my need to rediscover and memorize Scripture.

At the end of June a friend was sharing her current fears and struggles. We met at a camp when I was on Evidence, she will be starting her senior year in the fall. We made commitment to read 2 Timothy 1:7, twice a day. We also agreed to pray before reading, meditate on the words and memorizing it. This is the out come in her own words (used with permission):

okay...well last night a few of my friends from one of my youth groups stayed the night at someone’s house and I brought up the thing I’m most afraid of...which is demons. I don't want to see one. and so we all got really scared and we talking and then the verse just popped in my head and it was weird like it changed... and we turned on a light but still we felt the spirit of God and it was crazy...and I don't know about the second half of the verse but God did not give us a spirit of fear...but maybe of power to count on him and stuff like that ....and anyways it was almost like we were inviting demons because we were scared and they want that and as soon as we started quoting. it was amazing!

Wednesday, July 05, 2006

Life in a List

1. Lists are great.

2. Lee-Ann is now six (her birthday is June 18th). She had a very cool dinosaur party with a dino-cake and everything. Way to go Mom!

3. Lee-Ann is very healthy, still in remission. Should be completely done all chemo treatment by the end of October. Praise the Lord! (Dad if you have more/better/clearer/recenter info please post it as a comment, thanks).

4. My dad has been transferred to Winnipeg. Right now their house is on the market. We want the house to sell so they can move together during the middle of August. If it doesn’t sell Mom and Lee-Ann will stay in NS.

5. Bought a plane ticket and a yukata. Both make me very happy.

6. I leave Japan one month from today, on the 4th of August won’t actually arrive home till the 5th. Got to love time changes. Another factor is the flight arrives in Vancouver 2 hours after the flights for the East Coast have departed. I get a whole day to see the city. Unless I am too jet legged to function.

7. I am looking forward to seeing family, hugs, milk, pizza, cheaper movie tickets, things being bigger, and peanut butter cups.

8. Classes end July 29th, that's only four weeks away. For those weeks my kindergarten themes are going to be 'Summer Fun', 'Wheels and Wings', 'Jungle Time' and 'Once Upon a Time'.

9. I only have five more weeks Japan. Having mixed emotions. It also means every spare moment seems to be booked up with for all the people who want to see me one last time.

10. September 1st I’ll be starting a position as "Pastor Liz" at New Hope Wesleyan. I am going to be working with both the children and the youth.

11. Currently looking for an apartment in Kentville area. Actually right now my parents are doing all the scouting and hard work.

12. The cliché "never say never" is proven true...again. This time the "it's never going to happen" is about church membership. I’m becoming Wesleyan.

13. That's all for now.

Sunday, July 02, 2006


July 1st is a great day. Yeah, Canada Day! Parades and fireworks make me happy. As a kid it marked the opening of the local outdoor pools. All good things but the best part of the day is it’s a dear friends birthday.

♪ Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you♪
Happy Birthday dear Missions Buddy!
♪ Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you♪

Take a moment and jump over to Selinda’s Blog and leave a birthday blessing.

Tuesday, June 27, 2006

Very Merry June Unbirthday

Just a monthy update on Challenge 25

Was undecided on a passage. (#8)
Finished The Simiarilion. (#11)
My preschool class planted beans as part of our farm unit and back in Canada my family replanted my garden. (#12)
Still behind on the sketches. (#14)
Went mini bowling with Maki, Tiff, and Steve. (#20)
Had an interesting talk with a Buddhist friend. (#23)

A very merry unbirthday to you all.


Challenge #20: " Go bowling " was a success. We were at Round one today and did a little "mini bowling". It was ten pin but to make it more mine the lanes were smaller. It was odd. Then we tried some virtual bowling which was just weird.

Three challenges down only twenty-two to go.

Saturday, June 10, 2006


I use MSN almost daily. I like it –most of the time. It has been a wonderful tool for staying in contact with friends and family. But it is not perfect, I need to again state my issues with it (even if its just for myself). My "hatred" is more a deep frustration with the communication flaws it allows or encourages:

-Good communication is more then just words. Its signs, gestures, voice tone, inflection. How many different ways can you say "great"? Something is always lost in typed messages, which is a head start of misunderstandings.

-Crash course in compartmentalizing. Thinking of the times when there are three or more conversations on the go. Your jumping back and forth in talks on a wide range of topic. One is high hearted joking, another personal relationships, another resent event, and still another about God and spiritual thoughts. It can be emotionally confusing.

-So easy to ignore people. So easy not to listen. We are distracted and multitasking. It is allowing selfishness.

-I can say almost anything on MSN to almost anyone. I don’t think I’m alone in that trait. Can create a few different problems the biggest being. We have false sense of intimacy and it teaches us to be impersonal by just talk to "the computer".

-Seems you only have two options on MSN a very short conversation that doesn’t go past how are you or something deep. There doesn’t seem to be a middle ground. Which is sad when you just want to hang out. I miss just hanging out with good friends doing stuff like euchre, watching movies, or going for coffee just being together.

MSN is no substitute for real people.

Wednesday, June 07, 2006

Beauty Uncaptured

"I don’t think I’ve ever seen any pictures that come close to matching the evocative strength of Tolkien’s writing about Lothlórien, including my one. It is not a matter of simply translating his descriptions into pictorial form, because their strength is not so much in the pictures they conjure up as in the feelings that evoke. I think these feeling are derived from something primordial, a connection with the forest that was broken early in mankind’s development –a lost paradise that part of us still yearns for."
-Alan Lee
He did the conceptual art and set decorator for the movies.

Sunday, June 04, 2006

# 11

Challenge #11: "Finish the Simiarilion" is done. Two challenges down only twenty-three to go.

I enjoyed Ainulindalë the most. Understand little details of the Lord of the Rings better. And surprised that I actually liked the book enough to read it again…but not for some time.

Friday, June 02, 2006

Life looks simple on paper.

The Ants Go Marching

Killed my first cockroach of season the other night, got to love the creepy crawlies. Not everyone does, but most four and five year olds do. Whenever my kindergarten class is outside, they must show me every bee, ladybug, caterpillar, ant and fly they find. Since they’re so interested in insects the next two weeks are going to be "Bugs Days". Today’s class was all about ants. Preparing for the class was actually fascinating, which surprised me. If I were not a teacher I know what I would be "an insect specialist". I could go the whole forensic scientist, CSI, real life Grissom route. Okay maybe not, but I am now thinking about getting an ant colony when I get back to Canada.

Neat things I learned about ants*:

-Ants "talk" by smell and the use pheromones. Another ant can tell the health, nutrition
and job function just by the scent. When a gather-ant finds food she lets off a chemical all the way back home for the others to follow.
-Honeypot ants have a special worker that just eats, and eats, and eats to store food for the rest of the colony. They can hardly moved cause their too fat. These are normally the ants that are considered delicacies, yum yum.
-Weaver ants make their "hills" in trees by sewing together leaves.
-Some types of ants raid other colonies, steal the eggs. Once hatched they become workers even though they are not related to the queen. A few species wouldn’t be able to feed themselves because they’ve become so dependent on this slave labour.
- Ants have been known to "herd" different species of caterpillars. Daytime the caterpillars are lead to feeding areas and at night brought into the anthill. In return the caterpillars produce honeydew when massaged by the ants.

*I’ve rewritten these facts but all facts can from a preschool site I was looking at. They may or may not be 100% factual I have no idea.

Thursday, June 01, 2006


Steve was at the library today and signed out the Lord of the Rings Sketch book by Alan Lee for me. Looking through the book makes me want to pull out my pencil and just starting drawing. I love the studies, the details, the beauty. I'd love to be able to put to paper some of the images I dream up.

I want to go to art school

Wednesday, May 31, 2006

The Moon Reflects The Sun

It is crazy how a few little non-related things can connect in our minds. That in turn triggers pondering and sets us off on a journey of thought, like a song you can’t get out of your head. I’ve been on a thought journey the past two weeks…still am.

It started with reading Matthew 5, preparing for a Bible study message, Chris Massie’s post on May 19th, a few memories, a T-shirt, and a walk.

I bought a T-shirt a few summers ago, black with glow in the dark letters. The front said, "be the moon" with a picture of the moon and on the back "reflect the Son" with a cross. Your average, cheesey Christian shirt. Still I liked the shirt that’s the reason I bought it. Gave it to my mom but that’s beside the point. My silly logic below, of being the moon, is actually a part of my current thoughts. The closest I have come to a conclusion is John 3:30:

"He must become greater; I must become less".

Saturday, May 27, 2006

A Tree, The Moon, And Me

Trees are tall
Trees are green
I am not tall
I am not green
I am not a tree

The moon is smaller then the sun
The moon has a dark side
I am smaller then the sun
I have a dark side
I am the moon

Winners, Losers and Disclaimers

American Idol Wednesday nights has become a weekly ritual for me. Right after I finish teaching my ladies English class I dash over to Steve and Tiffany’s place. We found a station that is only a week behind what is actually going on, the neat thing is we get to watch the performance and see the results all at once. All season I’ve been successful at avoiding the real result so that the show is a surprise when I finially get to see it. Sadly my perfect "in the dark" recorded is marred. I saw who won the final off someone’s blog today. Grr –people should put disclaimers on their posts if it mentions idol out comes. Something like:

*notice this spoils the finals for anyone who is a week behind*

Okay I realize this is unrealistic request. Truth is its not even important. But this is my place to share…even the petty. I just wish I was still be in the dark on who won.

Friday, May 26, 2006

Very Merry May Unbirthday

Just a monthy update on Challenge 25

I tried my hand at one new dish. 24 more to discover. (#6)
Passage of the month is Matthew 5:3-10. (#8)
On page 285 of The Simiarilion. (#11)
Started to sketch a picture but its still incomplete. (#14)
A good friend and I talked about God of crepes and ice cream. (#23)

A very merry unbirthday to you all.

Monday, May 22, 2006

Ode to Big Brothers

Family is a joy. Love mine. And its great having a little sister especially after being an only child for nineteen years. But this is a thank you to three guys who were the closest I ever came to having big brothers.

The start grade nine my dad was away on duty for six months. So few of the boys in the youth group decided to take me under their wing and “adopted” me. Darren, Chris, and Morgan, they were my brothers. I looked up to them. Darren taught me play rugby and coached me during tack season. Chris helped me study. Morgan was brotherly. They really did watch out for me. Gave me advice and tried to protect me. I remember one time they sat down my boyfriend and had “the talk”. I never learned what was said but the poor guy was scared of all three of them afterwards. After I graduated only remand in contact with Morgan, till he moved to Alaska. Made me happy to find that brother has a blog.

Yeah for my brothers.

Sunday, May 21, 2006


Challenge #22: "watch a play" can be checked off my list of this year’s to dos. This afternoon I went to see Shakespeare’s The Taming of the Shrew done by International Theatre Company (from London). I really liked it and it wasn’t that hard to follow.

1 down 24 challenges to go.

Monday, May 15, 2006


Just finished talking with my mommy (msn-video-conference-thing). We were reminiscing over my childhood, times together and fun highlights. She remembers when I was two and had a love for hot air balloons (which I still do), I saw one and we chased it in our car for a few hours. Mom says I giggled most of the time. My memories of the day a little fussy so I’ll take her word on it.

I remember when we lived in Kanata (I would have been about four) I wanted to build a fort with some friends so my mom brought out all the spare blankets and helped us build it. It was raining that day so we used everyone’s umbrellas for the door. Mom brought us a snack.

My 6th birthday mom had this amazing dinosaur theme party. It was the best! Dinosaur cake, dinosaur crafts, dinosaur games (pin the tale on the dinosaur). What really stands out is I coloured my dinosaur rainbow colours and a boy sitting next to me told me I did it all wrong. And my mom said that there could have been rainbow dinosaurs.

In grade two my class had a field trip to Port George (one of my favourite places in the whole wide world). Mom agreed to be a parent helper and spent the day jumping on rocks and hunting for crabs with me. I remember she packed this amazing lunch of fried chicken and after lunch we walked to this ice cream shop and played hide and go seek in tall grass.

In evenings I remember mom and I doing the dishes together while dad read to us. First we read Narina, then the Hobbit, then the Lord of the Rings. When the dishes were finished they would take turns reading while we cut out snowflakes in the winter and butterflies in the spring.

I love my mom. No other mother would do for me. There are so many good memories but its more than that, it is the little things, the daily happenings. The things that don’t stand out as a highlight but just were and still are. Like baking cookies together, taking walks, and late night conversations. I remember in elementary school every night mom would read to me from the bible and pray with me. I wouldn’t change my childhood or my family for the world.

Happy Mothers Day Mom
ps. 100th post

Tuesday, May 02, 2006

Lost and Found

Got an email today which had surprising news. Fall 2003, I returned to Bethany and set to the task of moving into my dorm. First on the agenda was finding all my boxes out of TP storage. Seemed like a fairly routine task, till box four of twelve could not be found. I looked a few different times through out the year. My mom didn’t really believe me so she ventured into the storage room. I think her disbelief went back to when I was a child and would say I looked, then she would come in the room and find the object within a minute. Only this time she couldn’t find. We gave up all hope –no box four.

Till I got the email today letting me know the box had been found. Happy days.

Wednesday, April 26, 2006


Yesterday I was four with twenty years experience; today I am half way to fifty –25. Steve says I have a crazy outlook on age, maybe he’s right. Whatever the case its my birthday and that makes me happy. I still enjoy birthdays –you get cake!

I also like birthdays because they are an opportunity. An opportunity to look over the past year and ask if its well live and set challenges and hopes for the next year. (similar to a New Year resolutions, but not) So, these are my goals for the next year, thought it was fitting, 25 challenges for my 25th year:

*Challenges completed will be indicated by the colour blue*

1 Dye my hair blue
2 Jump out of an airplane
3 Climb a mountain
4 Learn to snowboard
5 Run a half marathon, which is huge cause I’ve never ran more then 6km
6 Learn how to make 25 new dishes/meals
7 Fly a kite
8 Know/memorise/ really understand 6 biblical passages
9 Take a long road trip
10 Make a snowman with my sister

11 Finish the Simiarilion
12 Have a garden
13 Finally put to paper the stories I tell my sister, that’s right Pogo fans the stories maybe immortalised at last
14 Draw 12 pictures, one a month
15 Make some huge castle fort out of Lego (Bill and Jeff I might need your help, do you have any of your old kits still?)
16 Climb a tree
17 Go on an over night hiking trip
18 Take my mom out for a special dinner, it would have been a surprise but she reads my blog
19 Visit a city I’ve never been to before

20 Go bowling
21 Take a college class -continuing learning
22 Watch a play (high school, local or Broadway)
23. 25 meaningful conversations about God
24 Do a really challenging puzzle (either many pieces, or same picture on both sides or something)
25 Host one of those murder mystery dinner parties

So, those are my goals. As each goal is reached I’ll post the results plus monthly reports on the few that are more continue. That’s more for my own accountability. I think I’ll go with five with twenty years experience and not half way to fifty.

Saturday, April 22, 2006

Your Hair Should Be Blue

Wild, brilliant, and out of control.
You're a risk taker with an eye to the future.
The results make me smile. Its fits with life goal of a new hair colour.
Yeah, for blue hair!

Thursday, April 13, 2006

Nemesis, Mud, and Other Sundry Items

Photocopiers hate me.

It’s hard to get out of ruts.

I miss pizza and tacos.

TV is addictive.

Lent is long. And it is easier to give things up then change a heart.

The word sundry* makes me smile.

*sundry -(adj) various; miscellaneous: a purse containing keys, wallet, and sundry items.

Friday, April 07, 2006

Lent Notice

For those who saw me "on" wasn't really me.

I didn't sign it. It was just my computer acting up while I was in class teaching. And people don't believe in AI, while my computer has a mind of its own.

So yes everyone I still have a week to go. And I wasn't trying to be rude when I didn't respond...I wasn't here and didn't know I was signed in. Weird.

See you in a week MSN

Thursday, April 06, 2006

Seven of Nine

All these sevens keep my mind coming back to Seven of Nine. Just another reminder that I am a geek. I am a Star Trek fan (fan not sure if I have a favourite series. I was really getting into Enterprise. It saddened me when it ended). It was worst in high school, whenever something happened I would be thinking, "this is like that one time on Next Generation…" I like sci-fi.

Geek -yes but I am okay with that. Oh, and one of my all time favourite movies is The Last Star Fighter. Classic.

Tuesday, April 04, 2006

Seven of Seven

So this is the last of the sevens, the list title is "Seven Friends You Want to Do This List of Sevens" here goes:
1. Matthew
2. Aaron
3. Steph
4. Missy
5. Damien
6. Anna
7. Robin
8. Jen
9. Sarah
10. Anyone else interested

Sunday, April 02, 2006

Six of Seven

Seven Activities I Enjoy (in no particular order):

1. Reading
2. Walking, hiking, and at times running
3. Journalizing (that is a real word)
4. Drawing/painting
5. Camping
6. Watching TV
7. Being with friends

Bonus answers: knitting, finishing a puzzle, public speaking, soccer, singing childrenÂ’s songs, movie watching, blogging

Five of Seven

Seven Things I Hate:

1. Wet Socks
2. Pastors using the pulpit to teach opinions instead of God’s Word
3. Being yelled at
4. The commercialisation of Christianity
5. Double standards
6. Hypocrisy
7. Poor theology in Sunday school lessons/VBS/Jr. Church

Saturday, April 01, 2006

Four of Seven

Seven Places You Might Like to Visit Before You Die (not in any particular order):

1. The Louver, Paris, France
2. Tiananmen Square, Beijing ,China
3. Sistine Chapel and Vatican City, Rome, Italy (and the rest of the country)
4. Sea of Galilee, Israel…and since I’d be in the area Bethlehem, the Jordan River, and Jerusalem would be a nice bonus
5. Ireland
6. India
7. Galapagos Islands

Thursday, March 30, 2006

Three of Seven

Seven Things I Say Most Often:

1. Great
2. Okay, okay,
3. It’s the end of the world as we know it
4. Good to go
5. Mo ichido onegai-shimasu (could you say that one more time?)
6. Sumimasen (I’m sorry/excuse me)
7. Itadakimasu (I am going to eat)

Wednesday, March 29, 2006

Two of Seven

Seven Things I Cannot Do:

1. Fly
2. Sing –on key
3. Keeping my apartment clutter free. I just collect things, I am a packrat
4. Sit still (it’s the whole ADD thing)
5. Back flips
6. Juggle
7. Whistle

Tuesday, March 28, 2006


I’ve been tagged with the List of Sevens, which I am very thankful for, it gives me something write about and since creative thought has been lacking this is a good thing. I’m going to stretch my good fortune out for the next seven days. So here is the first list:

Seven Things I Would Like to Do Before I Die:
1. Dye my hair blue.
2. Jump out of an airplane.
3. Climb a mountain.
4. Visit every continent (with the exception of Antarctica, if never make it there i won't be heartbroken but if I do well that works too.) Preferably being apart of what God is doing/a mission trip.
5. Be a mother
6. Write a book
7. Speak a second language.

After thought, but one I've been thinking about for awhile:
8. I want to go to Art School

Monday, March 27, 2006

The only thing that counts is faith expressing itself through love

Thursday, March 23, 2006

Is That For Here Or To Go?

I enjoyed this: McPassion

The writers thoughts on religious marketing and his explanation on how this short came to be was intriguing and everyone’s got to appreciate a good satire. Well, obviously not everyone does (if you read the responses there is a full spectrum from encouragement to accusations of blaspheme). What do you think about McPassion?

Wednesday, March 22, 2006

Faith vs Truth?

Saw an episode of Crossing Jordan tonight, all the cases and themes centered around faith, miracles and the unexplained. Near the end these two Dr guys (don’t know anyone’s name on the show). They just figured out a dead man was not Elvis, yet his wife believe. Sounds funny cause it was. But this is their conversation:

“Should we tell her”
“No, no, I don’t think so”
“But she’s believing a lie”
“We all need something to believe in”

Seems faith these days faith is being explained as “hope in the face of lies”. I just can’t swallow that.

Thursday, March 16, 2006


Public Announcement: Due to uncontrollable factors I have not been able to have internet access as much as I would like. This current situation should be in affect till Monday. Then it will be a new day, oh yes -a new day, for there will be wireless in my apartment. The only downside is I won’t have an excuse for not posting more often. Now on with my thought/question:

For the past three days we’ve been reading Numbers 7, which is 89 verses, in staff meeting. The majority of the chapter goes something like this:

"The one who brought his offering on the first day was Nahshon son of Amminadab of the tribe of Judah.
His offering was one silver plate weighing a hundred and thirty shekels, and one silver sprinkling bowl weighing seventy shekels, both according to the sanctuary shekel, each filled with fine flour mixed with oil as a grain offering; 14 one gold dish weighing ten shekels, filled with incense; 15 one young bull, one ram and one male lamb a year old, for a burnt offering; 16 one male goat for a sin offering; 17 and two oxen, five rams, five male goats and five male lambs a year old, to be sacrificed as a fellowship offering. This was the offering of Nahshon son of Amminadab." (Numbers 7:12-17)

This pattern continues for the next 80 verses, then the author sums up the totals of all the gifts brought. Why didn’t they just say that in the first place? I realize that all Scripture is God-breathed and useful…but the usefulness of this chapter is past my current understanding. I really don’t see the value or repeating 12 times the same information. Anyone care to explain? (please do it with grace)

Sunday, March 12, 2006

Disney Disasters

It’s been a week of Disney. Been doodling Disney characters, humming the songs. So on Wednesday I rented The Hunchback of Nortre Dame. Two days later rented Mulan and Hercules, I hoped that watching the latter would help get “I Can Go the Distance” out of my head. Instead, it just reminded me of why I never liked it in the first place. Hercules and Home on the Range are movies Disney should never have made.

What do you think is the worst Classic Disney Movie* of all times?

*The use of “Classic Disney” is for those movies the company has decided/announced as part of the “Masterpiece” Collection. Currently there have been forty-four Disney Masterpieces released. The use of Masterpiece could be debated since some flicks just flopped.

Thursday, March 09, 2006

You Are a Glazed Donut

Okay, you know that you're plain - and you're cool with that.
You prefer not to let anything distract from your sweetness.
Your appeal is understated yet universal. Everyone dig you.
And in a pinch, you'll probably get eaten.

Wednesday, March 08, 2006

Name That Tune

Need a little help. For the past few days I’ve had the lines to a song stuck in my head. "I can go the distance…" think its from a Disney movie but I really have no idea. I know I could just google it but this is way more fun. Anyone recognise it?

Monday, March 06, 2006

Frivolous Tale of Woe

The other night I was relaxing, just watching the end of Proof of Life. I had rented it and two others some time earlier. As I sat I started to question myself, when exactly were the movies rented? Checked the receipt. The store I rent from puts the due date on the bill, it’s a handy feature for those scatter-brained and forgetful types (I admit to falling into that classification). Moment of panic: they movies were due that night -by 1am. Check the clock –that’s only 15 minutes away. An inner battle raged to make the deadline or not bother. The thought of the late fees encouraged me to go. Then I considered the hour. It was late therefore dark. I’d have to watch the streets alone. I was dressed for bed. It was cold outside (but not as cold as Canada). Then I though about the cost again. The late fees would have been about $8 for my two DVDs and one VHS. The price turned the tide. I scrambled around put jeans over my PJs, slipped into boots without even bothering to find socks. Nine minutes till 1. I could make it if ran. So run I did…mixed with some fast walking. The whole time my mind is telling me "you’re not going to make it, you’re not going to make it". I was wrong I did make it. Success! Oh, joy of joys, it was worth the outing I think as I catch my breath. Then tragedy and woe: all the cases were there, the two DVDs were nicely in their cases but I had left the VHS at the apartment still in the machine. Oh the silly things I do.

The next day my feet let me know that it is a very silly thing to run around in boots without socks. I have blisters on both my feet. So commitment to run for lent has been put on hold till my feet feel up to the task.

Monday, February 27, 2006

Giving Up and Lent

Ash Wednesday is approaching. March 1st will mark the start of another season of lent. Lent is a section of the Christian calendar I have traditionally ignored. Growing-up I did not really hear about it. It was just an unknown "holiday" marked on calendars.

My introduction came from my atheist and agnostic friends our senior year of high school. A few of them had grow-up in the Catholic Church or attended a Catholic school as some point. Giving something up for lent was an annual event like stockings at Christmas and New Years resolutions. It was a game "how long can I go without….?" They asked me what I was planning to sacrifice since I was the only person who attended church and actually believed in Jesus. They were surprised when I had no idea what lent was. They gave a crash course on the subject. Not sure how accurate it was but it went something like this:

"Lent is the days leading up to Easter and Jesus’ sacrifice for us. To prepare our minds and as an act of worship we give up something we love and enjoy." I’ve since learned that in ages past lent was also a time to add a spiritual discipline into daily life. The explanation sounded good to me so I gave up pop (soda depending on where you live).

That was the first and only time to date that I’ve recognised lent. This year I’ve decided to change that. Looking at my life and the things that are important to me and those that consume my time I’ve decided to give up MSN for the next 40 days. Also I am adding two things to my life. Prayer to start my day and running which has in the past been a time that focuses my thoughts on God and given me refreshing spiritual insights.

For those that I talk with on MSN see you in 40 days. For those that might be wondering I will still be blogging and responding to emails. Hopefully my response time will be faster since I won’t be distracted by conversations.

Friday, February 24, 2006

Red, and Yellow, and Pink, and Green.

Still don’t have a theme song. But I have a "theme colour". More accurately I go through phases of colour, like an artist’s "blue period" or something. During a colour phase I seem to acquire large quantities of clothes of that particular colour till the majority of my wardrobe is a rainbow of one particular shade. Also various products and household objects reflect the favoured colour. Some times I feel I even think in that colour.

In jr. high the colour was green. Grade nine and ten it was blue. Eleven and twelve it was orange and yellow, very bright orange and yellow. College years it was black (influenced by Robin White).

Current colour: Pink. Its girlie but its true.

Wednesday, February 22, 2006

Lost and Found or Three Unconnected Thoughts

One: I woke this morning found, what a relief. Turns out I was here the whole time I just didn’t know it. This had a large part in my the relocating of myself:

Therefore, since we have been justified through faith, we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ, through whom we have gained access by faith into his grace in which we now stand. And we rejoice in the hope of the glory of God. Not only so, but we also rejoice in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance; perseverance, character; and character, hope. And hope does not disappoint us, because God has poured out his love into our hearts by the Holy Spirit, whom he has given us.
Romans 5:1-5
Hope put in the right place changes everything. And the nice thing is I now have a passage for my message this coming Sunday. Yeah for killing two birds with one stone –though I am not sure why we all can’t just let both birds live.

Two: My mom’s in Ontario with her family. She sounds like she is doing well. My grandfather is still in the hospital. The doctors say that it will be two months before they can determine the extent of the damage and how much he’ll recover. A small victory he was able to make a complete sentence this week.

Also on the home front, Lee-Ann’s blood counts are down, very low and her temperate was very high. So she will be staying at the Valley Regional the next few days.

Three: Watched one of my all time favourite shows last night, Ally McBeal (first season). It was not the same as watching with the girls over popcorn in JP but enjoyable none the less. Ally went to John’s shrink; who insisted that Ally must find a theme song. Made me smile…then think what is my theme song? I am still pondering the possibilities.

This could have been three seperate posts...and i didn't edit it. mleh.

Monday, February 20, 2006

I feel lost.

Friday, February 17, 2006

Hair Today, Gone Tomorrow

The marketing and cosmetics companies are continually telling us to hide the signs of ageing. For women it is the endless battle against wrinkles. For men the issue is hair loss. There have been many interesting tactics used to hide baldness from implants to the infamous comb-over. For those that live in fear of a receding hairline I came across this "encouragement" during a staff meeting. Thus says the Lord:

"When a man has lost his hair and is bald, he is clean"
Leviticus 13:40

Wednesday, February 15, 2006

Would You Rather?

I was reminded of a game we played on in the van on summer team (evidence 2002). It was either Deana or Rader who introduced me to "Would You Rather?" One personal would think up two horrible situations and ask would you rather do A or B and the rest of the van would respond. It was things like:

Would you rather walk across burning coals or broken glass?

Would you rather eat a litre of snot or a litre of vomit?

It was and interesting game. This week I came to a conclusion: if I had to choose between never feeling any emotion for the rest of my life or only feeling grief and sorrow -I would rather feel pain then feel nothing.

Sunday, February 12, 2006

Darker Days

The past four days have been full of sorrow, grief, and the unknown. Thursday I learned that my grandfather had a stroke. The next day my (great) Aunt Audrey pasted away. Aunt Audrey was special to me and how my grandfather is doing is still unclear (both relatives are on my mother’s side of the family). It’s been a season of grief for me. These are my reflections:

-There are different levels of grief. Not all are visible and not all can/will hit you at first. Grief comes in waves

-Outward crying all the time isn’t always possible how to deal with sorrow. But I prefer the tears streaming down my face. At least that way my face matches the pain aching in my heart.

-I am surprised how well I can function on an emotional curse control. Both times with in an hour of learning what was happening in my family I had to go teach the preschool class for four.

- Grief is an ever-present companion. It is not always in the forefront of your thoughts. Most of the time its simmering on the backburner waiting. You might not be thinking about the lost and then just a word or a memory hits reminds you and it all comes flooding back.

-I have guilt. I was going to visit Ontario and see both my Grandpa and Aunt Audrey. Yet
I got busy, plans fell through, it just didn’t happen. Now I wish I had tried harder. The unknown of what could happen over the next six months before I return scares me.

-New lost reminds of past lost. And the ache is deeper.

-Ache sits in your throat like a lump.

-I am grieve for what will never be. I won’t get to introduce her to the man I marry. She won’t see my wedding or my children. This goes with the ache reminds of past lost. My grandmother (my mother’s mom) died just over a year ago. And I just can’t stop crying.

Its not happy, I ache and cry. Just writing this has cut my heart and brought a new wave of grief, yet it also helps. Though there is light in darkness. Hope in despair.

Friday, February 10, 2006


I don’t have many pet peeves. Most of the time the few I do have don’t even bother me but there are other days they get right under my skin. Then next thing I know something small and petty is driving me up the wall. Today what is bugging me is people who stay on MSN all the time with their status set away.

I’ve done it, but it’s annoying. The level of annoyingness increases because of the 13 hour time difference and my desire to connect to the other side of the world which sleeps when I am awake. FRUSTRATION!

Tuesday, February 07, 2006

A Walk to Remember (not the movie)

It was my turn to preach this past Sunday, so as part of my preparation I took a walk. This is normal for me, helps me to clear my head and listen to God. During that walk God confronted me, challenged me, and encouraged me all from the same thought:

"Liz, you talk a lot about me and very little talking to me"
Ouch, but it was thought that’s been starting change in me.

Wednesday, February 01, 2006

You Are 40% Weird

Normal enough to know that you're weird...
But too damn weird to do anything about it!

Tuesday, January 31, 2006

On My Coffee Table

With the smallness of my apartment I am not sure the term "coffee table" applies, it more likely qualifies as an end table. And on that end table is a bowl of fruit and the books I am currently reading:

1) Run With The Horses by Eugene Peterson. I am about half way through the book and it’s been well worth reading. Peterson is refreshing, challenging, and provoking change in me. Every word and sentence has been fine-tuned making each paragraph have meaning and value. There has been no fluff or end to skim.

2) The Street Lawyer by John Grisham. Also about half way through. Its been enjoyable and hard to put down. Covers issues of the homeless and greed.

3) Captivating by Stasi and John Eldrgedge. This is my second through, this time I am going much slower. I am reading it with two friends and we’re sharing our thoughts and such on it. Our plan is to do go through a chapter a month. Should be done in December.

4) The Silmarilion by JRR Tolkin. I’ve started it three different time. I am determined to actually finish it this time. We’ll see how it goes.

I predict that The Street Lawyer will be finished first.

Friday, January 27, 2006

Days gone by

History matters. Christianity has a foundation that goes back the early church. The lives, actions, and words of those that came before can not be ignored. The past gives meaning to the present. There is history, a context that I live in now and I can not be separated from it. The more I understand this the more I have guilt for sleeping through most of Church History. My excuse at the time was it was at 8 am. Truth is I just didn’t care. How foolish I was.

Thursday, January 26, 2006

A Painted House

Finished John Grisham’s "A Painted House" last week, good book. I do recommend it, to those who read fiction at least. It’s the type of book that I will be pondering for a while. Issues of poverty, purpose, and position were touched on, as well as gossip and judging others. In the quiet before sleep, I find my self thinking over the events of the book trying to sort them out and connect them to my own experiences. I seem to do this with most Grisham books I read.

This particular story is written for the perspective of a seven-year old boy, Luke Chandler, living in the summer of 52. The things that made me smile-laugh-and shake my head all at the same time were Luke’s comments on the Baptist church his family attended and "Christian" love in the community. I miss seeing the world through a child’s eyes. It was refreshing.

Tuesday, January 24, 2006

Lack of Links

There are times I have guilt for not having a link list. For a long time it was due to my ignorance web-stuff and such. Now its part laziness part not sure who add. I read a lot of blogs really the best link lists are Robin or Matthew’s and I don’t want to steal from them…so just go visit their blogs.

Friday, January 20, 2006

Show and Tell

The preschool class got new blocks this week. I've been having fun!

Thursday, January 19, 2006

To the Process

Inspiration comes to different people from different sources. Something as simple as a tree leaf has been known to encourage me. Other time it’s a "secular song" that was never intended to be spiritual but the words speak to me of something else. Often movies play a large role in my growth. I had one of these moments yesterday. I had rented the film The Replacements. It came out in 2000 and is based on the 1987 football strike. The story is about group of failures that get a second chance to play. Keanu Reeves is the nobody quarterback and Gene Hackman plays the head coach. The movie isn’t amazing but I enjoyed it.

What stood out is a scene right before the replacements first game. Reeves asks Hackman why he was picked to be teams quarterback. This is a paraphrase of Hackman’s response:

"When I look at you I see two men. The man you are now and the man you could be. Some day those two men will met, should make for one hell of a football player."

Tuesday, January 17, 2006


A recent acquaintance invited me over for lunch today. Yoko-san picked me up at 11 am and we walked to her apartment. The meal was great and we had a good time. Yoko lived in America for a year so her English is good. I had a wonderful time and believe that a good foundation for a friendship was formed.

After two hours I was ready to go home. It was 1:30 pm when I began to feel antsy. I had a strong sense that lunch should be over and I must to go "do things". Only the normal cues of closure never came, she actually brought out more green tea. So there was more food and talking. I relaxed and enjoyed Yoko’s company. The strong restless feeling returned at 3 pm yet again there was no ending. Again she brought out more green tea. It was not till after meeting her children, playing a weird non-violent video game, two more cups of tea the lunch was over…I arrived back at my place at 5 pm.

As I walked into my room a small voice asked, "was it a productive day"? The task-driven "to do list" part of me replied "No". I could only check off one item, how could that be considered productive? Reality reminds me that I was with a real person, listening, learning, being a part of her world, and forming a friendship. It was a successful day! People matter more than my to do list.

Friday, January 13, 2006

Messy Holiness

During our morning staff meeting at Grace we’re slowly reading through the Bible, one chapter a day. We’re into Leviticus, with all the details on sacrifices, ordination, and the requirements for being set apart. The reading has got me thinking about holiness.

On hearing the word “holiness” what do you see/think of? For me it’s a white cloth or a robe. A very clean and very bright white robe. Years of Sunday school flannel-graphs have influenced the image, making my finial picture a stylised priest wearing the white robe in the very clean “temple setting” with everything looking very one-dimensional. My mental image is colliding with what Leviticus says. The OT methods of how to be cleansed and redeemed are messy -very messy. Nothing of what we’re reading is neat, clean or tidy. There’s blood being poured, sprinkled, and strewn. Blood thrown on the four sides of the altar and blood placed on Aaron and his sons. It’s a lot blood. The details of killing each animal with explanations on how to handle each section on the animal seems more like butcher training then my ideas of what a priest does. There is no way the priest clothes could have stayed clean, let alone Tide-with-bleach-white.

Each morning as we read it hits me: the cost of holiness is messy

Wednesday, January 11, 2006

At First Light

I am not a morning person. I enjoy late nights and sleeping in. If I could I wouldn’t stir from under the blankets till well after 10 am. Yet last month I decided that I would try the whole “early bird” thing and get that “worm”. For about two weeks I started trying to go to bed before midnight and getting up before seven. Oyi, its hard!!! Some days were better then other. (Actually gave up completely during Jen’s ten-day visit.)

This week I was determined to resume the sleeping pattern transformation. Following Benjamin Franklin’s advice of “early to bed, early to rise, makes a man healthy, wealthy, and wise” I went to bed the past two nights before 11pm. Franklin lied, or it’s only gender specific, or maybe it has be more of a life-style-thing not just a one-time-deal. Whatever the case my morning experiences did not consisted of me jumping out of bed “bright eyed and bushy tailed”

I think I hit snooze four times before I finally got up, did my morning routine, started my rice maker (a wonderful invention) and went back to bed for another hour and half of shut eye. So much for being productive first thing in the morning. I realise that sleep patterns don’t change over night (Matthew’s sleep charts are proof of that) so I am going to keep going with the current method. Without the use of coffee, does anyone have any tried and true methods on how to function before 8 am? I am open for suggestions.

Monday, January 09, 2006

The Grandmothers Club

Yesterday I was over at Tiffany and Steve’s teaching Tiffany how to knit. She picked it up very quickly. She’s making a scarf and I am working on a blanket. So there we sat on her couch knitting away and watching a movie, like two little grandmothers. Just ignore the fact that neither of us has grandkids yet, we’re getting practice for when that day comes.

Sunday, January 08, 2006

Murder Mysteries

There is something about police shows, “who –done-its”, and murder mysteries that is fascinating or maybe intriguing is a better word. A large part of my TV time is spent watching CSI and Law and Order (the rest is spent on Sci-fi cause I am a geek, with a little left over for girlie shows). I enjoy that challenge of guessing the real murderer. The frustration I have with those shows is that most of the time the real murder isn’t introduced till the very end.

My interest in trying to solve the mystery and put all the clues together has created a love for mystery stories that introduces all the main character within the first few chapters because you just know that one of them is guilty. I like Agatha Christie for this (author of And Then There Were None and Murder on the Orient Express). I especially love her Miss Marple series. I’ve read about a half dozen and watched a few of A&E’s Marple Mysteries.

I always make my predictions of who the villain is, the sad thing is I am never right! There are a few times I’ve been close. Often there is a few different sub-plots interwoven and I am right about one element. But never a hundred percent accurate…that is till last night. Last night I finished A Caribbean Mystery, and my first guess of the murderer was right. I even figured out how. I a strong sense of accomplishment. And for once the butler didn’t do it. Now I am looking for a new mystery to solve, anyone got a suggestion?

Sunday, January 01, 2006

You Are Cherry Pie

You're the perfect combo of innocent and sexy
Those who like you enjoy a contradiction