What Value is there in Tradition?

This article has a lot to say.  What do you think?

TAKING A WEDDING PRIVATE: HOW MARK ZUCKERBERG FOREVER CHANGED THE AMERICAN WEDDING

A (re)hello to blogging.

I'm back in Wisconsin after completing my first year of graduate school.  Weird.  And we all say it every year, but time has flown by.

So I'm sitting here at my parents' house, listening to music, eating lunch on the screen porch, and enjoying the sunshine waiting for my mom to get home from school so we can go shopping.  Life is good.

Isn't school weird?  I mean, I'm paying money to work my butt off for nine months of the year, just to have two weeks of relaxing and then a job in another state for two months.  Only to do it all over again starting in August.  And I'm paying this money and going through all of this work to (hopefully) get a job where I will be overworked as an entry level employee.

Now, this may sound like some bitter diatribe against education, but I'm really not angry.  If I forget that I'm paying for this lifestyle, it is just what I would want forever.  I'm doing the work that I love, I'm traveling, I have built-in relaxing time... It's lovely.  It's just confusing.  Ah, the life of a student.  Well, it will be over soon enough for me, so on to the bigger and better world of adult living!

He Said

It has been FOREVER since I have last posted.  Talk about blog neglect...

I had the most amazing worship experience last night at Cornerstone, but that entry is for another time.  Four hours of Scripture, prayer, worship, and communion take some time to process.

In the meantime, I woke up to this song on the radio today.  It was the first time I heard it, but man, did I just feel God speaking these words directly to me.  Take a listen...

Love Come To Life

I have way more important things that need to be done tonight, but I had to share this song with you.  These lyrics put my deepest desires into words... "Bring your love to life inside of me..."

Take a listen...

Saying "No"

I found this link on my cousin's Facebook page, and I really needed this read.  My classes have recently focused on being intentional with our words and actions, but what about taking that a step further... What about  intentional living?

One line in particular struck me:

Intentionality is not so much about saying “yes.” Instead, it’s understanding that saying yes to a commitment or relationship means you will have to say a whole lot of uncomfortable and difficult “no’s.”

This gives clarity to a lot of unanswered questions of my past, and it definitely makes me anxious to be ready to say "no" to all of my other commitments when the right time and person comes along.  For now, I'm praying for peace and readiness.

Really, America?

I wonder what it says about our country and specifically this generation when we are so devastated and shocked by the death of a former CEO of a company.  I get that Steve Jobs was an American icon - as a creator, an innovator, and a businessman, but the hype seems a little extreme.  Case in point: 32 out of the last 50 tweets in my Twitter feed are about Steve Jobs.

Would we react the same way to the death of a member of Congress - a person who is making far bigger decisions on our behalf of our country and has pull in aiding our current economic woes?  I would say that most of our generations doesn't even know about conversations and issues happening in our government right now, and that to me is a huge problem.

Or what about the many soldiers who die in Iraq and Afghanistan.  Surely their families mourn their deaths, but those deaths are on behalf of us.  The sacrifice our soldiers endure is for the protection of our country, and I wonder how many of us are really aware of the effect of their loss.

Honoring people who truly are shaping our world's advancement is important, but let's make a conscious effort to pay attention to other people who are making decisions that are moving our political and economic climate forward too.  Those people have a true impact on the world and its progress.

Point. Set. Match.

I went to my first Iowa State volleyball game tonight, and boy, did it bring back a whole slew of emotions.  I miss the sport, the camaraderie, and the competition.  I found myself thinking about and missing a bunch of things:

• Pre-game dinners with the team
• Playing the rival school and going to five sets (and winning)
• All day Saturday tournaments
• The exhilaration I felt when being in the perfect position to dig a ball
• The thrill of a block, by any teammate
• Post-point cheers
• Being in incredible shape from workouts and games
• The intensity of the competition

Hopefully, I'll find a way to play here sometime soon.   I'm working on being OK with randomly joining a team through the city recreation center, but I worry that I'm going to be way too competitive and not find any fulfillment in playing.  For now, I'll use my energy to cheer on the No. 16 Iowa State team! Go Cyclones!