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linsistoddard
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Country: United States
State: Colorado
Metro: Colorado Springs
Interests: God, dancing (especially Irish dancing), friends, kids and teaching them, reading, alone time, movies, knitting, talking to my family, expeditions, driving, stuff like that
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Member Since:
7/1/2005
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| It rained today. I love the rain. It cleanses and rinses off everything bringing a fresh breath to the day. It's a good example of God's grace, pouring over us freely without hesitation or doubt.
I was wondering, back about 100 years ago, when they would take baths or showers just for special occasions, would they go out when it rained to get clean? It seems like for how much work and effort it was to take a bath, the rain would make a pretty nice clothes washer and shower all in one. Oh my, what would they do with me had I lived back then. 
I was also thinking the other day (I know, scary thought) about how many songs about rain there are. I think probably every genre of music has songs about the rain. Songs comparing love, life, struggles, new life, cleansing flood, and lots of other things to rain.
You know another cool thing about rain? It's usually accompanied by thunder.
It rained today. I love the rain.
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| Wow. It's November.
That's crazy. There's only about 5 or 6 weeks, somewhere around there, left of this semester. And the even crazier part is that it's November and there are still golden and red leaves on the trees. Aren't tree's leaves supposed to change colors and then FALL off the tree?
I get to spend 4 whole days with my family next week! Taking a trip to Nashville, fun times (hopefully, you never now what could happen 
So that's about it. Thought I should write something since it's been a while. Now you know I'm still alive.
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| I had a revelation walking home from class this afternoon.
Well, not really; it's something I've always known, but for some reason today it seemed so real. I was listening to the song "If Not For Christ" by FFH which I think is my favorite song for this week (I decided this morning). It talks about how if not for Christ, I would surely fall and die, and it was for ME that HE bleed and died.
Now to Christ I owe it all.
He is to me a tower strong,
Salvation does to me belong
It is to Christ I owe it all.
Today especially has been been stressfull and overwhelming in what I am supposed to do with my semester. I wish sometimes God would just tell me cleary, YES, you should go do this or that. But when I was listening to this song, the overwhelming thought of Jesus Christ is my tower, my stonghold, I am HIS. What a comforting thought in the midst of confusion and uncertainty.
Alright, so back to my "revelation." I was listening to this song, and I passed a friend riding a bike. I had this thought of "I wonder if anyone saw me wave to her or sees me walking across campus," and I was almost wanting someone to be there. But suddenly I looked up and thought, there is someone here. There is someone who cares and shares all my smiles and humorous moments with me. Every time I have a funny thought or smile gently at someone, there is someone smiling with me and caring about what I'm doing. I, of course, have always known that; I was always told "God sees what you're doing." But for some reason today I had this close sense of the truth of that statement and experienced the joy that comes with it. God is my friend.
Just some thoughts for a beautiful Tuesday afternoon back at school. | | |
| I'm back.....
To school that is. Just in case you all were wondering. My roommate is great, the dorm room a spacious corner room with two windows, dining hall food is still not as good as Mom's cooking, but it's beter than most universities, my room is a mess with boxes left to unpack, being back early is worth seeing friends as I walk across campus, books for classes still cost too much, the small town feel of Greeley is welcoming, and God is good.
Random thoughts for this Friday afternoon.... to wrap them all together somehow, life is good.
P.S. That crazy cool picture is from camp this summer; you know you're jealous of those glasses!
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| I love the rain.
It's been drizzling all day today which has been wonderful. Rain always brings adventures to mind. Such as the afternoon several years ago when we were in North Carolina staying at an old Bed and Breakfast. The next morning we woke up and everything was covered in little beads of water. Everthing looked washed and new. Or the first morning when Dad and I were in Ireland. Crossing the bay on a ferry with the rain lightly falling isn't an everyday experience you know. Or just a couple of weeks ago in Wheaton, Illinios. I had just flown in to join the staff of Worldview Academy for two weeks, and just as we got to campus, it started to rain. About six of us took a walk in the rain and got absolutely drenched! The rain was warm, and it was incredible to walk in the middle of the street wih wonderful people in the gently falling rain. Rain brings a freshness and gentleness to our incredibly busy world. It brings life and color. In Colorado, we could use a little more of that.
Life is full. It's a wondeful and good kind of full. I was talking with a dear friend about how this time of life is exciting. Life is an adventure, and I feel like it's just barely beginning. I am learning so much this summer about God's faithfullness and deep love. His mercies are new every morning. | | |
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