| alright here's a big oneugh, I'm a little ambivalent about xanga. I feel like it's fading out of fashion and it also kind of brings out the rambler/whiner in me but I still like the idea of a cyber journal, for typing purposes. ehhhhh time will tell. but for now, there have been many thoughts and experiences accumulating that i really should have taken more time to reflect upon. I'll try to get some out here. I met with Vicki today and she told me a REALLY poignant but also pretty cute story about my Yonatanush, who is amazing and literally like a little person, it's impossible to exaggerate like what a little person he is becoming - definitely, DEFINITELY not a toddler anymore, it's crazy. so anyway... last night he apparently was like really hell to put to bed, and apparently avi got really angry with him and was yelling at him and told him that no one could come over at night anymore and they couldn't go out to dinner anymore and all this stuff, becuase yonatan was just not going to sleep. Avi would come in, turn off the light and leave and yonatan would run out of bed, turn the light on and slam the door. So V. was pretty mad too but she had a feeling that maybe there was something else going on than yonatan just not listening, so she went in and they talked (hehe) and it turns out that yonatan was turning on the light because he is scared of the dark (this is new, he wasn't before). He closed the door (also not normal for him to sleep with a closed door) because he DIDN'T WANT THE DARK TO COME IN HIS ROOM. omg how CUTE. but also how amazing. what an amazing misunderstanding of light. and I think one that I and probably a lot of people frequently have. "In [Jesus] was life, and that life was the light of humanity. That light has shined in the darkness, but the darkness has not understood it", in some translations "overcome". WHY do I act like my life is going to get dark, when I have Christ in my life????????? I should thank Yonatan for such an illustration. omg he's the best btw haha... more: a couple weeks ago i was at arabic class (oy vey, I missed it today, don't even get me started. i had to work instead =( and one student, yossef, who is mexican and a convert to islam, kind of shared his testimony while we were waiting to go into class. he basically said that he saw his muslim coworker praying, and when he saw that his eyes filled with tears and he realized that he needed to change is life, and he became a muslim. when he told us that, two muslim girls in my class INSTINCTIVELY said "ma sha'ah allah" (literally "what God wanted", it's an expression of admiration), so I'm guessing that's like what you say when someone converts. But I was struck with the freedom with which Yossef shared, and with which these girls expressed joy at his faith, all infront of of me who they know is not muslim. furthermore, this all happened just because of the muslim witness at work. it's all very interesting...btw, i hate missing class esp that one =( kind of along those lines but not really, today i went to go watch amy give a presentation about her work with the holocaust archive at ucsd. she mentioned the jehovah's witnesses victims of the holocaust, and one of the professors said 'it's funny that the jehovah's witnesses were killed for thinking that God was more important than the German state. They're the only Christians that thought that maybe it wasn't 'which might be more important, God or Hitler?'" HUH. a) the reference to JWs as Christians was interesting b) even though this is an exaggeration and he can't be serious these were the only ones, SAD that it's a possible reference. seriously like, as much as I love learning a positive attitude about church history - we really need to get our act together. obviously myself included... um i have a lot more things I want to write about but I won't. it's late and I also could go on forever... so, finally: when God decided to make the most gem-like person on the face of the earth and create cuteness in human form, he hand-crafted someone SEVENTEEN SWEET YEARS AGO in the form of DAVID ARCHULETA. haters BEWARE. |
