It Shall Be Called Delightful

I thought this was definitely the loveliest of luncheons.... 

"We asked friends, young and old(er), to join us for anitpasti & house made pickles, tomato soup with homemade pimento sandwiches, local lettuces with shrimp salad atop fried green tomatoes, grilled asparagus, roasted beets & carrots, and desserts, including Shae’s silvered macarons."

http://www.oncewed.com/

(It's really a wedding site, but they still have fun party ideas.)

Early A.M.

        We have been in AL since Monday and already the climate has severely changed me: I have suddenly become an early riser. This is truly a phenomenal thing.

Normally, (that is, my odd-normal) I would sleep until ..... just kidding, I shall not disclose this bit of info. 

Anyway, ever since we arrived in AL I have gotten up at 7:00ish every morning! After the first few days I was simply amazed, but now I have come to realize the reasons for this sudden change.  It is this:  We are an hour behind while in AL, plus I still haven't completely adjusted to the time change, therefore 7:00 feels like 8:00, which feels like 9:00. I am quite messed up.
I can only hope that this change is permanent.  Maybe when I return home I will continue to wake at a decent hour, and even go to sleep at a decent hour.
Who knows....  
   See you at 7:00 A.M.

  Zaijian

It's Actually Real

I have stumbled across a fact that I had previously not considered, nor thought possible:  I shall soon have to grow up.
 Recently I was slaving away in school because of a certain school in which I hoped to be admitted.  Suddenly, I realized that my high school life was flying by miserably. I was always tense and stressed, and my academic performance was going south due to the uncalled for stress.  So... my parents put a halt to it and decided I should slow down.  I did slow down, relaxed, and enjoyed a stress-free life immensely.  I postponed the SAT to June (I had previously be planning for Jan.) and totally chilled.  Well, I have been chilling since because the "chillingness" was just so wonderful.  Apparently I have enjoyed the "chillingness" to much because today my dad informed me that I really have to take the SAT June 1 and I have to register by May 1.  My life in Chillingland has come to an abrupt halt.  It is sad.
Anyway.... all of that is rather unimportant, yet slightly related.  It leads to the next step in growing up.
  I also just found out that I have to take my final SAT in September and apply to the my college of choice by December 1, which means--to be safe-- I really have to apply in November.  I shouldn't be old enough to apply to college. It seems like it can't possibly be time for all of this.  I know it's the first of many life changes, but it still the first "big one" for me.  I've always looked forward to it with excitement, but now that the time is actually upon me I'm shocked that it's real.  College is real and life outside my parents home is very real as well.

Starbucks Won't Do

 Of late, I have experienced a renewed realization that I am incredibly needy for Jesus.  Incredible works of literature, good movies (including Alice in Wonderland), good conversations, Starbucks, thoughts about China, and plans for the future cannot sufficiently fill me.  I've noticed that one of the biggest, and most obvious, signs that I am very dry is when I find life monotonous.  Well, I guess it really is without Jesus.
Now I am at a place where I am overwhelmed with guilt over letting myself travel so far into the realm of "monotony."  It was within my ability as His child to take the first step to simply spend time with Him and experience the full effect of "spring" (to simply seek Him).  I have, without a doubt, spent many more hours pleasure seeking (wholesome pleasures) than I have nurturing my relationship with Jesus, who I should consider the ultimate pleasure.
Another pathetic thing is that last October when I returned to the U.S. from China I was totally enamored  with Jesus.  The crazy thing is that I got to know Jesus in a special way while in a communist country, but came back to America where there is no need to hide God's Word, or sneak to church, but here is where I have  been walking on stale bread.
I am disgustingly spoiled. I take the perfect and flawless accessibility I have to the Creator completely for granted.  Also, the accessibility I have to His Word has been totally taken for granted.
I hate that I have been living in such a draught, but I'm infinitely grateful that He hasn't left me there.  I suppose   seeing that you're in a desert is the first step in getting out.
"Great is His faithfulness...."

Our (soon-to-be) new little friend

Look at what's in the Gordon's future.  Well, not the exact dog, but the same breed.  A Miniature Schnauzer (puppy--a few weeks old). We will go get him when we get to AL for our yearly holiday in the sun.  

One problem is... there are 7 people in our family, which means that there is a strong difference of opinion over dog names. So, if you have any ideas let me know.