You Belong in Dublin

Friendly and down to earth, you want to enjoy Europe without snobbery or pretensions. You're the perfect person to go wild on a pub crawl... or enjoy a quiet bike ride through the old part of town.

What European City Do You Belong In?

Who knew? My great great great great great great great great great grandfather (Joseph Eaton, I believe--that's nine greats, if you're counting) came to the United States from Ireland. Maybe I've still got remnants of Irish blood tooling around my veins.

I've never been on a pub crawl, but I do have a bicycle...so maybe I'll give the Irish life a try!

What is control?

It's not a new dilemma, for me or for many. I'm wrestling once again with the idea of God being in control.

The devotion that I read for this morning stated that when the Hebrews were being enslaved by the Egyptians, God was still in control. The stumbling block du jour.

I am not (currently) struggling with the question "Why do bad things happen to good people." I believe that bad things happen to everyone at some time, although some things are worse than others. Bad things just seem to be part and parcel of life on planet earth.

What I am struggling with is whether or not I believe that God is in control of it. If so, then what does it mean to be "in control"? I am not comfortable believing that God causes bad things to happen. And since God is not stopping bad things from happening, what does that say about God's control? And God's choices?

I'm pretty sure I'll never have an answer to this. I just want to be honest and open about the fact that I'm still struggling. I don't want to go numb.

Unresolved issues...

I have finally finished my semester, and was looking forward to just kicking back--then today happened. I had a major issue arise at work (mostly in my head) that has totally disrupted the time-space continuum.

I realized today that after I left my last job of 9 years, I told myself that I really needed some time to sort through my soul. And today it smacked me upside the head: I have never taken the time to do that. I left my job and went right into school and a new job. And my new job has proven to be much more time consuming (and mind consuming) than I thought it would be.

So even though I thought I was moving forward, today I realized that I haven't been moving at all.

How in the world am I going to stop my life long enough to figure out who I am?

Bag of Inconsistencies...

My mind is like a plastic trick or treat pumpkin filled up with lots of candy. Some are good, some are not, and I never know what I'm going to get when I reach in without looking. I like to write, and, for the life of me, I cannot make myself finish writing my final exam! I want to be recognized for my great mind, and I just spent a ridiculous amount of money trying to find the right mascara to make my eyelashes look good...

My life is full of inconsistencies, too. I shower every day, but can't make myself dust my house. I work out, and then go eat at White Castle's. I read the Bible every day, and have a hard time dragging myself to church some days.

Well, at least my mind and my life seem to be consistent in their inconsistencies, I guess.

Off to finish my final exam!