Further Still

In that lonely place
No friend can go
No brother can help
No loved one can know

I must crawl on
While you stay
Further Still
Just watch and pray

In that lonely place
The cup is fought
To sip the pain
Or choose my lot

To claim my rights
Or cast them down
To gain my loss
Or scron my crown

Life pivots there
In Further Still
Face to the ground
Fighting His will

Can't choose to return
The same who went
Once Further Still
The old is spent

So remember me
And stay close by
I'll need you soon
Right by my side

And pray me back
Till He has won
And throat is parched
From "Yours be done!"

Taken from Beth Moore's book, Further Still

Mohler Moments

Thursday night equaled a Target run for us....Katie lovingly purchased a plant (affectionately named 'Cupcake') & I purchased some shoes and a squeaky duck for Baxter. I proceeded to squeak the duck throughout our evening in Target and do believe I caused Katie much embarrassment.... Never the less she forgave my annoying gesture & allowed me to sit by her while we watched the ice skating finals at the Mohler domicile.

Big Decisions

This afternoon as I curled up with a nice cup of coffee I decided to indulge in some of Hershey's minature candy bars. I carefully selected a Mr. Goodbar*, Krackel, and Special Dark. Than I pondered putting the Krackel back in order to instead eat an additional Mr. Goodbar. After pondering the situation for a few seconds, I figured I should eat all four candy bars (which is 2 Mr. Goodbars, a Krackel, and a Special Dark, in case you were confused) just to make sure I wasn't leaving out any of the elect.

*Special credit to my editor CAM for catching the spelling of these precious candy bars.

Lucy & Ethel

Emily just pointed out the wee fact today that we truly do live lives of interest. She compared my life to that of Anne from Anne of Green Gables in how that something awful or strange seems to occur in the happenings concerning my life almost everyday.

I tend to compare Emily & I to that of Lucy & Ethel. How we have experienced the strangest of things and ended up in heaps of laughter!

trying to unlock the wrong mailbox, friends who are crosseyed, sitting on benches, getting into the attic and exploring, tickets, scaring ourselves, throwing up, Disney World & all that trip held, flying....just to name a few memories

Paris

This morning my alarm clock awakened me from the deep sleep of what felt like a leftover dose of Valentines-day-deadness at the early hour of 6:20 AM. (The weary eyes were a result from staying up too late watching a mushy, gushy, movie in honor of that all out love saturated day.) I vaguely remember the past 2 hours...It had something to do with an Ambassador meeting in the cafeteria. I think. Now, I find myself wide awake at 8:40 AM thinking about small cafes in Paris. It is a beautiful morning- the birds are chirping, the sun is rising up over the Jo-Bowl, and I'm about to make a happy cup of coffee. But somehow, I just wish I were in Paris getting ready to spend a day getting lost in the Louve, instead of in my CE history book.

Chapel casualty

News Flash: For the observant one attending Thursday morning chapel, what appeared to be an "accident" took place right after the service was dismissed. Sources have reported that Katie Mohler has been seen with a swollen lip. How did this phenomena occur? R. Lauren has been charged with the crime of using her elbow as a weapon when swinging her Highview bag onto her shoulder. Her reply? Oops...

Good Times. Great Memories.

Pastors Conference

Jordan & I have been enjoying the Pastors Conference in my home town for the past couple of days. From hearing a challenging sermon by Dr. Mohler to laughing over evangelist Junior Hill's stories, it has been an immense time of spiritual growth.

Tonight tears welled up in my eyes as I watched a great pastor present his final sermon before retiring from his church, First Baptist Church. Dr. Jerry Vines preached one of the greatest sermons I have ever heard, and as he ended walked down the stairs of the platform, Bible in hand, and tearfully bade farewell to his congregation before walking out one of the double doors. Bittersweet is the only word that could describe that moment. How hard it is to watch the pastor you have known all your life leave your church, but yet the joy of knowing that a new chapter is beginning for the Vines'. I looked around as Dr. Vines brought his sermon to a close- People dabbing at their eyes, Junior Hill looking like he was reflecting on some good memories, the stillness and reverence was so thick....Then, as soon as he exited the building applause erupted for this man of God whose ministry has impacted so many.