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2007-06-26T05:55:00.001-07:00

So I hope it isn't terribly poor taste to post this here, but I think that you all need to read this post by my friend Mark, who is a very knowledgeable neurosience major. I'm posting this because I think that many Christians who would really want to know this have no idea of it. I am referring to the first post on his blog, although the newest one is very good as well.

Just What I've Been Waiting For!

2007-01-27T12:50:00.000-08:00

DURHAM. N.C. (AP) - That cup of coffee just not getting it done anymore? How about a Buzz Donut or a Buzzed Bagel? That's what Doctor Robert Bohannon, a Durham, North Carolina, molecular scientist, has come up with. Bohannon says he's developed a way to add caffeine to baked goods, without the bitter taste of caffeine. Each piece of pastry is the equivalent of about two cups of coffee.
While the product is not on the market yet, Bohannon has approached some heavyweight companies, including Krispy Kreme, Dunkin' Donuts and Starbucks about carrying it.

Joben's strong language

2006-10-19T16:52:00.000-07:00

Well, so most people use four letter words when they're upset.

Joben just threatened, in the heat of anger, to use a four syllable word. I got confused at first and was quite shocked--but then I realized that it's just his way--preposterous was the first that came out of his mouth.

I have to try really hard not to make him mad or there's no telling what I'll drive him to say.

Mythbuster

2006-08-28T22:03:00.000-07:00

The usefulness of stickytack is a myth. It does not work now, nor has it ever worked, nor will it ever work. I have wasted too much of my life trying to pound it into the wall and subsequently having posters fall on my head a few minutes later. I think that institutions like Covenant College are paid off by stickytack companies for telling their students that they are only allowed to stickytack things to the wall. It's ridiculous.

Over and Over and Over and Over....

2006-08-24T19:58:00.000-07:00

Today I was running and I realized that I had listened to a song called "Over and Over" about five times in a row. Now I can't stop wondering whether the fact that the song was called "Over and Over" subliminally influenced me to listen to it a bazillion times, or if I sincerely wanted to listen to it that many times, but the thought that it might have influenced me without my knowledge or assent is really getting on my nerves. I truly think that I was repeating it because I like it and I really wanted to listen to it a lot, but the possibility that I was controlled is nagging me.

A word from the Swedish Maid

2006-08-21T15:56:00.000-07:00

Heather--"Oh you look just like a Swedish maid. You know, like the (singing) 'Ricola' commercials."

Ideas?

2006-08-17T08:58:00.000-07:00

I'm pretty sure I'm going to be home alone all day tomorrow while my family takes my brother to school. This is such a luxury that I'm not quite sure what to do with it, especially since I may not be alone again till Christmas. Any ideas?

Actually, what I really want to do is clean the house all day, isn't that sad? But I think the plan is definitely to crank the radio and be domestic in blissfull solitude.

But if anyone wants to come see me (for whatever deranged reason you would want to do that) that would be cool too. Oh wait a minute, everyone else has a life except me, that's right, I keep forgetting...

Does it say something bad about me that I have an almost irresistible compulsion to end every post, email, and phone conversation with "whatever?"

Fending Monday

2006-08-14T15:53:00.000-07:00

Micah, here is a new band name for you. This is short for "Fending off Monday" which is what we collectively did every Sunday night at my house. I have always laughed at myself on Sunday nights, because wherever I am I don't want to leave, and whatever I'm doing, I don't want to stop, lest I should let down my guard and Monday should arrive against my will. I have never suceeded in making Sunday last forever, but I'm gonna keep trying.

I had a great time fending Mondays with y'all this summer...I'll miss you all.

Just to be fair

2006-08-07T16:52:00.000-07:00

Now, to give a balanced representation, I have to report what I accidentally said today.

Hope--"Please just shoot me now. Preferrably with an American Eagle."
Annie--"It's that bad, is it?"
Hope--"I meant a desert eagle. SEE!! It IS that bad!"

Quote

2006-08-06T05:09:00.000-07:00

Annie, circa midnight Saturday night--"You know, that comment that I deployed so well?"
Hope, sleepily--"...what?"
Annie--"The one that I deployed."
Hope, sleepily--"How did you deploy it...?"
Annie--"Is that the right word? I mean deflected, OOPS!"
Hope, sleepily--"Well I was wondering...whatever..."

Move Along

2006-07-31T21:49:00.000-07:00

I have come to the conclusion that the song of the summer is definitely and officially Move Along by All-American Rejects.

Now you know.

The Wrong Heaven

2006-07-30T19:37:00.000-07:00

This may be exactly what I just said turned a different way. If it is...you know what... I don't care if it is.

I think that sometimes the root of any unhappiness in my life is that I have set my heart on the wrong Heaven. Instead of really living everyday with Heaven as my greatest hope; the thing that I'm working to bring about even subconsciously all the time, I substitute other things.

There are any number of quick fixes, that might be very good in and of themselves, but they aren't heaven. I firmly believe that the human heart is an idol factory if only because I know that mine is. The worst part is when I actually get those things and they are so hollow, and I find that the hope of having them was much better then the actual thing. Instead of the hapiness I thought they would bring, I only get dissapointment and frustration. I should know this by now.

But I don't.

If only my greatest hope was to see the face of Jesus with none of my sin clouding my eyes, I would never be dissapointed again. I would be looking for heaven where it is, and not hoping for it here in empty things. I could find my current joy in the pursuit...there is a lot of joy in unrealized hope when you know it will be fulfilled.

Anyways, I should go to sleep before I twist my and everybody else's brain out of shape.

Life is What You Make of It

2006-07-24T16:20:00.000-07:00

I'm really writing this for my own benefit, so it may be that no one else will be interested in this introspection.

That said, I have been thinking lately that I need to become a person who is pretty much obsessed with reality. I am sick and tired of watching friends (probably not any of you reading this) give into their own perceptions of what's happening, or focusing on simply one aspect of life and slowly losing touch of what is real and falling into a world of their own making while the rest of reality slips by them and they become victims of their own delusions. I am even more sick of seeing that start to happen to me every day.

We all basically have two choices. The first is to look at certain aspects of our lives; difficult providences, our own failings, etc.; and make them all that we see, and all that we craft our lives around. This can seem very justified. It does seem very dark when a major league picher hurts himself and is never able to pitch again. It would be understandable for him to think that he has lost his very identity and reason for living, and to spend the rest of his life in dramatic "struggling to carry on."

But the thing is that the reality of life for a Christian is that their salvation is always secure, and Christ is always their helper. Even the hard things that happen are from his hand. Hard providences may be hard, but they are still providence, and if we really believe that God is loving, then we have no choice but to view them in a very different light. The major league picher is faced with the choice of carrying on in light of the tragedy that the world sees, or of simply acting as if the facts of God's goodness and soveregnty are real enough to be operationalized in his life. If he really believes them, then he will chose to set aside the "tragedy" and keep on Coram Deo, seeking after the next thing that God would have him do with his life-- at the very least seeking to be who God has asked him to be, without self-pity.

I think that our dramatizing our lives is not only self centered, but is rooted in the accusation that God is not good. If we could really see the ultimate reality of what God has done for all of us compared to what we deserve, we would be scared to death at the thought of making that accusation.

And really, carrying on well is not making the most of a bad situation, it's just making reality of the situation. There is no great merit (drama) in that either. Luke 17:10 says "So you also, when you have done all that you were commanded, say, 'We are unworthy servants, we have only done what was our duty.'" I Cor 10:13 says "No temptation has overtaken you that is not common to man. " See, dramaless obedience is what is called for, rather then spending all of our lives explaining to others our excuses for not doing and being what and who we should. Life is too short for not doing what we should do for reasons that only we truly appreciate. We need to suck it up and hold onto reality for all that we're worth so that we don't look back someday and see wasted years that will break our hearts.

It's still happening...

2006-07-19T22:28:00.000-07:00

www.worldvision.org/about_us.nsf/child/eNews_uganda_20060718?Open&campaign=1265399&cmp=EMC-1265399

Oven Thunder

2006-07-19T22:06:00.000-07:00

My cooking was once referred to as "Oven Thunder"

Annie tried to make me feel better today after she literally had to run spit out the first bite she took of some broccoli I made by saying "At least I didn't throw up!!"

Actually, he just misheard the name of the Andrew Peterson CD "Love and Thunder" and thought I was talking about my cooking.

Annie's sagacity

2006-07-17T18:59:00.000-07:00

"I've been acting really stupid in public lately.
I've been doing it so much that lately I'm forgetting that I'm actually really smart.
I should be encouraged to intelligence.
I think this should be a matter of deliberation."

Denial is not a river in Egypt

2006-07-17T14:40:00.000-07:00

Why didn't any of y'all tell me that I was an addict.

I had no idea untill today when I was trying to figure out why I wasn't getting anything done, and I decided that it was because I was so busy managing my music that nothing else was happening. Also, all of the music that I listen to makes me frustrated for some reason.

So I decided to try to move furniture in my room without any music. It was terrible. I couldn't go any time at all without thinking about turning music on. As soon as I had put the thought out of my head it came back again. It was so bad that after half an hour I had to put on the Tarzan soundtrack, but that doesn't count because it's mostly instrumental...well, partly instrumental.

Maybe I should have realized this when it was worth three trips up and down six flights of stairs at school from the computer lab to my room to retrieve my cd player, batteries, AND a cd (that can also be blamed on my absent mindedness but whatever) so that I could listen to music while I checked my email. Or when I had to drive with my hand on the radio button because that was the only way it worked. Or when I broke four cd players in one year (you mean they're not supposed to be disposable ?).

So the only thing that I'm actually commiting to is to cut back and see what happens. Hopefully I'll be less frustrated and have more time!!!

The Evil Empire

2006-06-10T14:19:00.000-07:00

Y'all, the real evil empire is not in Star Wars. It's in our everyday lives, for some of us, it IS our lives. The Evil Empire is the American system of higher education.

Now this is a little complicated because my beef with college is all wrapped up with the Christian view of calling, so I'll briefly explain my understanding of it: there are two different kinds. The first is vocational--it's what you do so that you have food to eat and can support a family if need be. It could be working as a secretary or a garbage man or a chef or a surgeon. The second kind is more of a mission. Perhaps you are a missionary, or pastor, or run a crisis pregnancy center WHILE working another job. This has nothing to do with making money, it's about fulfilling the great comission. It's about preaching the gospel and caring for people. There is obviously overlap (sometimes total) between these two, but not so much as to obscure the fact that they are separate and are defined by two different goals (making money verses spreading the gospel). Obviously, the second is far more important, the Lord can be trusted to provide fiscally for his people, and we should be very concerned with evangelizing even in a job that's only meant to make money.

So that said, here is a list of problems with college.
1. It gets interests, vocation, and for the christian, calling, all jumbled and confused. College is a rite of passage, an elaborate hoop-jumping process that one is required to go through in order to have certain careers. The injustice is that the four years of college (or more of grad school) largely have nothing to do with the career that the student will eventually embark on--as I said, it's an irrelevant exercise that's all about narrowing the competition on the job marker.

2. If you want to learn a vocation, say carpentry or cooking, couldn't you learn it much faster and more efficiently through apprenticeship? So I really do have to take some science classes to be a good PA, well fine then, make the science classes required, but why am I required to take world history? Is that really going to affect my diagnosing skills? All I want to do is be a PA, and at LEAST half the classes I'm having to take are completely unrelated.

3. Money!! Many people go to college so that they can earn more money, but this is not always the best idea. This often results in a lot of debt, and in four years during which the student cannot work, or at least not as much. (I don't think it's an accident that a culture that's short on jobs forces energetic, hardworking young people to spend four years out of competition in the job market). I have friends who were philosophy, english, even pre-med majors, and who were good students, but graduated and started waiting tables. Couldn't they have done better by waiting tables for those four years and building their lives in other ways, rather than putting them on hold?

4. And my last comment brings me back to the idea of vocation and calling. The worst thing about college is that it throws a wrench in the plans of young people who have the time, freedom, and ability to seriously help society. I think it would be ideal if we could train for a vocation that would provide adequate income quickly, and then be able to concentrate following God's calling for our lives, rather than having to be a slave to school and career, while throwing in ministry as a stressed afterthought. So you feel like you will miss out on learning things you always wanted to know if you skip college? Well the knowledge is there for the taking, teach yourself! We should learn how to teach ourselves things we're interested in without having to pay people to stuff them into our brains. We should also be able to support ourselves as pharmacists without having to take 15 classes in music appreciation.

Thank goodness!

2006-06-05T08:07:00.000-07:00

So, I was telling Joben that no matter what I do with my life now, it's going to be a very bad choice--there is no such thing as a good alternative right now. He made a suggestion so profound that I had to record it....

"Why don't you sell huckleberries?"

So that's what I'm going to do. I'm going to quit school, quit work, and sell huckleberries. Thank you, Joben!

Famous Last Words

2006-05-18T15:42:00.000-07:00

Well--maybe not famous, but this is what I have taken it upon myself to assign as the probable last words of some people I know. Peter & Nathan came up with their own...

Nathan--"Hey Micah, watch this!"

Micah--"No, watch this."

Mom--"Do NOT tell your father about this."

Hope--"Told you I could do it by myself."

Annie--"OOOps"

Joben--"Essentially--the doctrine of death is about to become concrete reality for me. Well, only concrete in the philosophical sense of..."

Kyle--"Are you sure this isn't going to be on the test?"

Dad--"I knew it!"

Rachelle--"Or we could do it a better way and not die at all."

Peter--"It sounded good at the time."

Heather--"I have decided that there is no such thing as death!"

Well, I suppose it could be a lot worse!!

2006-05-17T19:51:00.000-07:00

http://www.latimes.com/news/local/la-me-exotic17may17,0,5168116.story?coll=la-home-headlines

Things that I have learned this year

2006-05-17T12:29:00.001-07:00

No matter how bored you are, never cut your own hair.

It only takes one good cd to get through the most hellacious allnighter.

Sometimes I wish the freshmen wouldn't grow up.

College is the only time when you wake up with a stranger in your room and think it's normal and go back to sleep.

Do not try to do things you are not physically capable of just because you think you ought to be able to do them.

Couples REALLY annoy me (with some exceptions).

Quarters are worth way more than 25 cents.

I don't care what anyone says. I love mockingbirds.

Do not arm wrestle basketball players. It hurts too much.

Cooking Ramen is an art.

It's all a lie. Technology doesn't simplify anything one little bit.

The thing that actually annoys me about roomates is when they are nicer, neater, etc, and make me look like a mean slob.

Half the time people have no idea what I'm saying.

Writing creativity flows the most when you really need to be doing something else (like now).

My Stupid Quote of the Week

2006-05-11T18:20:00.000-07:00

Nathan speaking to girls at dinner table: "Well, you could go see "Sentinel" it's got some pretty good action--

Hope interrupts, banging on table: "Oh, you should see that one that was really good that started with a C, what was it called?!!

Nathan: "I believe you are referring to "Sentinel" which incidentally, starts with an "S".

Hope: "Oh yeah, you should go see that one."

Don't worry, I'm trying to write a couple of serious ones, but they take more time!!

Quote of the Moment

2006-05-04T16:20:00.000-07:00

"Man, you're really out of it aren't you?"

--Peter, 30 minutes after I finished my last final

Our lots have been cast, and they have landed in Hell

2006-05-03T08:54:00.000-07:00

That's what Kyle randomly said this morning as we were discussing the unsurpassable joys of being forced chem minors who don't like and aren't good at chem with an abusive chem department.

I am finished!!!!

I would like to share with you all, that I feel in the depths of my tired heart that four finals in 26 hours is two many, but right now I'm just glad I'm done.

I'm going to bed now, and I have absolutely no idea when I'll wake up. Joben, if I am still asleep when you get here this weekend, you have my permission to wake me up then.

~The Tired One~

What the heck! Where's Maximus? or The lament of a confused fish mama.

2006-05-01T08:52:00.000-07:00

Just when I thought it wasn't possible for anything else to destract me from studying for finals...

One of my fish is gone.
I don't mean that it's dead and floating at the top,
or dead on the bottom,
or eaten by my other fish,
or jumped out and on my desk.
It's just gone.

I feel very stupid. I have looked on the top, on the bottom, and amongst the plants. I have looked for bones (other fish were hungry?). I have looked inside the intake tube just in case it died and got sucked up. I've even looked in the filtering system. I have looked in the other fishbowl, just in case. It's really not there. It was there and acting perfectly happy 24 hours ago. The other three seem fine, and the lid has been on the entire time, so far as I know.

My only guess is that either it was abducted by space aliens who know what I have said along about it being no ordinary fish, or else someone took it for a prank, in which case it had BETTER be ok, or else it died and one of my roomates flushed it and didn't tell me, which seems odd, since I am very attached to my fish.

So if anyone finds a lonely lost fish...

~Hope~

Dreamchasers

2006-04-25T20:30:00.000-07:00

There comes a certain time in a kid's life when they realize that they're not a kid anymore, and they find themselves in the awkward position of not knowing what to do with their dreams. All of those "dreams" that they had as a kid, and that they have been pursuing at breakneck speed. I think that I and the people I am around the most have just reached that stage right now. Many of our dreams are a little inconvenient, hard, and less than traditional. We can easily see other lives that we could live that would be much more practical. The question that I think we're all asking ourselves, is can we, and should we keep trying to do what we always thought we were going to do? We can fast-forward ten years ahead and imagine either being very glad that we risked it all and "followed our dreams" (so corny!) or we can imagine how bad and pitiful it would seem if we risked too much and crashed and burned, or would we just be glad that at least we tried? On the other hand, if we went the easy way, would we always regret never having gone for it? Or would we be glad that we grew up in time and chose a better, thought less exciting life (maybe family).

If this seems like a confusing conglomeration of ideas, that's because that's how it feels. All I can say is that it would obviously be wrong to only think of what we want to do with our lives. We know that our lives are already planned, and we should be willing to do anything (do we have any idea what that means?) that He asks of us. My standard fallback for trying to determine exactly what God wants me to do, is that he wants me to pursue holiness, and as long as I do that, He won't leave me in the dark about his immediate will. I may not have any idea what he wants me to do tomorrow, but I will be shown his will for me today.

And back to the main question, I'm rather inclined to say go for it. Go do all the things you thought would be good to do when you were ten, people. I think we can all suprise ourselves with how much we can do when we are determined. Even if we fail, at least we will know we tried.

I wanted you to know...I love the way you laugh

2006-04-22T21:50:00.001-07:00

Maybe this is just me, but does anyone else ever noticed the cataclysmic weight a single phrase can have. Like in songs, for instance, some songs have lyrics that are mostly obscure or ordinary, but just one phrase pops out that makes you say "YES! that was exactly how it should be said." I love how giant concepts can be communicated better in small snapshots then they can be by spelling it out. Here are some of my favorite examples...

Everytime I feel alone, I can blame it on you, and I do

But in the end, the end is oceans and oceans of love, and love again

You'll think of me

No hero in her sky

I wonder if she's figured it out, I'm crazy for this girl

Holding my last breath

Let me rest in pieces

You can bet your luck won't follow me

Light up, light up, as if you had a choice

Given a chance and a rock, see which one breaks a window, and see which one keeps me up all night and into the day

And, probably my favorite example of this...

I wanted you to know, that I love the way you laugh

Some of these don't really make sense if you don't know the song...and I left out some genra's (sp ?) entirely...oh well

~Hope~

Squeak-flops

2006-04-20T18:47:00.000-07:00

So, one of my shoes is squeaking really loudly with every step, and the other is not.
So basically, they're not flip-flops anymore--they're squeak flops!!!
It's making me giggle when I walk around in the library when it's all quiet and everyone is looking up to see who's going "squeak, flop, squeak flop...giggle...flop, squeak, flop..."

it's the little things

~Hope~

Nathan can heatedly argue doctrine while playing frisbee!!!!

2006-04-19T21:39:00.000-07:00

I have something to say to my particular generation who has 1) grown up in ARBCA 2) Are believers and care about the truth of the gospel and 3) are aware of some things we disagree with in ARBCA.

Guys, I think the reformed church has a problem. It's very predictable really. We think that we have the truth, and we have become conceited about it. It's in my heart, and I think it's probably in yours. This pride kills love very fast. It makes all of our pretty, intellectual doctrine meaningless. I don't know if I would say that this characterizes the reformed church, but it is a besetting problem.

I think some of the young people see this problem and it upsets us very much. We see other things that we disagree with in the older generation of ARBCA as well, and because we care about what is right we get indignant. At this point I think we have a great opportunity, and a great opportunity to mess things up as well.

The point that I want to get across most strongly, is that if we get attached to our ideas about what we think is true to the point that we get proud...and lose our love...then we have done exactly the same thing we are angry about seeing happen in our churches. Our own doctrine of love will become a doctrine of hypocrisy, which is what we were complaining about in others to start with. We will become exactly what we are reacting against--same song, second verse--and we will be as useless as a group as we sometimes feel the church today is overall.

A word about the older generation. Most of them have come a very long way toward truth in their lifetimes. It would be foolhearty and wrong for us to claim that they don't care about the church, the bride of Christ, or that they don't have good intentions toward the preservation of truth. They are wise and we are young.

So if we, instead of leaving, stay in ARBCA because we think what the association affirms is true (if we do), and if we decide that we can act lovingly, and respect our elders, and realize that they are our friends, and not our enemies, then I think we can come as far in our generation as our parents have in theirs! I think the older generation would be very happy to open a friendly dialogue on current issues, and someday we will be the ones operating the association, not them. We don't have to agree with them on everything, I'm pretty sure that's not what they want, but lets not needlessly create enemies by being hotheaded and arrogant.

It would be a big mistake to take the easy route, and gripe and complain without trying to talk to those we disagree with, or make plans to change things in our lifetimes. I think it would be a big mistake to leave in a huff, throw the baby out with the bathwater, and leave behind all of the good things our parents have worked so hard to achieve.

You guys I'm writing this to know who you are. I love y'all very much, and I'm proud to carry the torch with you...

~Hope~

Mary Hamilton Chestnut

2006-04-18T12:10:00.000-07:00

Mary Hamilton, this is for you and Dr. Wenger.

Ok, so today, the COOLEST thing ever happened to me. I mean, this was like, totally awesome...it involved a car, and a ride, and payment. But the cool thing was that the payment was sooooo much better than the ride.
...and it was pretty much just like a vacuum cleaner!!!!...
...and it was pretty much awesome....
...I was like, man when Brittany told me that she didn't think this would happen, I told her, "babe, you are like, so wrong," and she was like, whatever, and I was like, whatever, and then Tyler came in and it was like waaaaaay cool...
...althought not as cool as the vacuum cleaner.

I hope this gets you that much further in your studying. Whatever it takes to stay sane, right?

For the rest of you...you really don't want to know.

~Hope~

When the Stars go Blue

2006-04-17T10:32:00.000-07:00

For those of you prone to confusion, this is what the name of my blog comes from...you don't get the full effect untill you listen to the Corrs or Time McGraw version.
I like it because I have only the vaguest notion of what it means.

Dancin' where the stars go blue
Dancin' where the evening fell
Dancin' in my wooden shoes
In a wedding gown

Dancin' out on 7th street
Dancin' through the underground
Dancin' little marionette
Are you happy now?

Where do you go when you're lonely
Where do you go when you're blue
Where do you go when you're lonelyI'll follow you
When the stars go blue
When the stars go blue

Laughing with your pretty mouth
Laughing with your broken eyes
Laughing with your lover's tongue
In a lullaby

Where do you go when you're lonely
Where do you go when you're blue
Where do you go when you're lonelyI'll follow you
When the stars go blue
The stars go blue,
stars go blue
Follow you
Follow you

When the stars go blue
Where do you go when you're lonely?
Where do you go when the stars go blue?

Goodbye, Youth

2006-04-17T10:25:00.000-07:00

I have a wrinkle

Not like the kind of thing where you can see where a wrinkle is going to be, I mean a real honest to goodness wrinkle on my forehead. Not the laughing kind; the frowning kind.

I'm sure this was not there yesterday. Today I noticed it three separate times, so I know it's really there. I don't frown a lot, do I??? This is what I get for being so serious all the time. Now that it's too late, I'm going to start listening to people who tell me to lighten up.

Oh well, we all have to get old sometime...

~Hope~

Invisible Children

2006-04-16T18:42:00.000-07:00

http://www.christianitytoday.com/ct/2006/001/18.30.html

This is the best short article I have found summarizing the crisis with the LRA in Northern Uganda...you can thank me for not posting the 150-page one--it was better. Ann, parts of it may be a little rough for you.

More than 30,ooo children dead already, and I don't think that's likely to be a high estimate. In my opinion, this is one of the worst current crisis, and it's relatively unknown. Even if nothing else can be done (and I believe that there can and should) we can at least raise awareness and see what public outrage can do.

Outrage is sadly insufficient though. On the one hand, we shouldn't give to low an estimate of what prayer can do in a situation like this. On the other hand, as American Christians with the world's resources at our hands, we have a lot of responsibility.

Jesus had special compssion on the poor, the helpless, and children, and a special wrath for those who exploited and abused them. If we love him how can we not have the same heart?

Any ideas about what should be done?

Here is a link that allows you to send a message to your congressman--it only takes a minute, I highly reccomend it.
https://secure2.convio.net/wv/site/Advocacy?page=UserAction&cmd=display&amp;id=128&lid=Uganda_action&lpos=leftnav

If you're really serious, here's e-mail addresses for the Ugandan government.
http://www.statehouse.go.ug/contacts.php?category=Contacts

~Hope~

When Stars go Blue

2006-04-15T09:10:00.000-07:00

I have given in.

I may never post, but at least I will now have a theoretical outlet for all of the random ideas that bounce around in my head while I'm supposed to be thinking about other things. I can spit them out here, with the idea that people will read them and be enlightened, and then go on with my life--unencumbered by the weight of my thoughts.

What a relief

~Hope~