Life laughs at me...and I laugh back.

ok, so yes, I...Lindsey Ann realize that I JUST posted on this thing, but life is funny, so I'm posting again. (This may be due to the fact that I deleted my facebook...I don't know how long that's gonna last.)


BUT...the story is as follows. I made a cup of coffee. (I LOVE COFFEE!!!!) And, I'm trying to cut back some of my addiction...so I only made a cup's worth. good, right? no, not today.


As I was pouring some powdered creamer into my AWESOME cup, some creamer got stuck in the spout which usually happens....so, I gave my little bottle a squeeze which usually happens....


and the WHOLE lid came off...dumping the WHOLE bottle of creamer into my cup! This does not usually happen. I saw the lid come off and was so surprised that I did absolutely nothing....


AND, the pot is empty. oh, life why do you mock me?!


so there's just one more question to ask:

"would you like a little coffee with your creamer?"

When Heartbreak hits...

Life is not always perfect, in fact it is mostly always imperfect. Days do not always bring sunshine. And sometimes the best things in this life often come with a genuine, real, open life... although this genuine life often becomes a vulnerable life, and vulnerable lives are subject to heartbreak.

There is your family. And your friends. And cleaning supplies, and maybe a dirty apartment to keep you occupied.


When heartbreak hits...


Scripture soothes.


"Strength and Dignity are her clothing and she smiles at the future."~ Proverbs 31:25
"Blessed is she who BELIEVES that what the Lord has said, will be accomplished."~ Luke 1:45
"...we know that we all have knowledge. Knowledge makes arrogant, but love edifies." ~1 Corinthians 8:1
"And I hear a loud voice from the throne, saying,"Behold, the tabernacle of God is among men, and He will dwell among them, and they shall be His people, and God himself will be among them, and He will wipe away every tear from their eyes; and there will no longer be any death;there will no longer be any mourning, or crying, or pain; the first things have passed away."~ Revelation 21:3-4
"And these things I have spoken to you so that in Me you may have peace. In the world you will have tribulation, but take courage; I have overcome the world."~ John 16:33

When heartbreak hits...

The LORD is the one who heals. 

Livin' on a Prayer...

THIS WEEKEND WAS INSANE. 

Looking back everything went so smoothly, and in the end it was a blast, but in the moment...chaos. The fourth of July is just a great holiday and in Dahlonega, GA its full of family fun. And I work in the only ice-cream store in the whole town. The day was absolutely beautiful! It was sunny, a breezy 90degrees and the town was jammin'. And at Connie's Ice Cream Parlor we were slammin'.

The night before our big 4th of July celebration was probably one of my favorite nights of work in a long time. The two boys and I were working and as usual it was a very busy night. Not only was it the weekend of 4th of July, but every first Friday of the month there are concerts in the park at the end of the street. So there were a lot of tourists, but also a lot of our favorite local customers out this weekend. 

I was cooking sandwiches like a crazy person, there was a line for ice-cream out the door and...our credit card machine runs out of paper....i don't know how to change the paper....so I tell the boys to use the machine in the front of the store until our boss comes back from getting more ice-cream. And we keep busting out work to help and serve our customers. I'm finishing up some food orders when I look and see the ONLY working machine get knocked off the shelf...and break. I was at a loss for words. I had no clue what to do, no clue how to fix it, and the store was full of paying customers. Needless to say, I was freakin' out a bit.


And that's when the radio began playing Bon Jovi's "Livin' on a Prayer". The WHOLE store started singing..."woooaah, we're halfway there...wooah, livin' on a prayer!" I felt like I was living in a musical, and Connie's was crumbling under our feet...the boys and I didn't really know how to respond so we joined in singing! "WOooah, we're halfway there....wooah, living on a prayer!" Little did everyone know, the three of us, were living on some prayers for sure. We managed to handle everything until our boss Jimmy came back to fix the machines. And the night ended in pure success. It was awesome!

My Summer of Rediscovery

So, hello again blog. I know it's been a while but lately, I thought it might be cool to journal the events of what looks to be a remarkable summer in the story of my love life with the one and only Creator of my soul and this world.
This past year has been crazy indeed. There have been many changes, ups and downs, good things and bad things, holy moments, and selfish moments.
I had realized I was someone I didn't recognize. I was someone I never once dreamed of being, and pretty distant from what is good. and what is true. and what is holy. Thus, this summer of rediscovery.
I needed to rediscover some things. The Lord. His will. My Life. And Daily Dependence on Truth. and not myself.
And God is faithful. I was being led to give something up for the summer. I was giving up fun, adventure, investment in the youth of America, and community for.... school, and work, and no fun, and organic chemistry. What in the world does God have in store for my future?!


i
have
no
clue.


But God is faithful. Because already, I have felt Him pull me closer to His heart. Work in ways I can't imagine in order to not only lead me to succeed in school, but pass my class with an A (in organic chemistry?!), and restore my heart which was rooted in this world to one that is wholly His for the glory of His kingdom.


As for my life, He is piecing it back together again. And I could never be more glad for God's mercy and grace. That He would still want me for His kingdom. And I pray He molds me, grows me and stretches me all the days of my life.

The Stages of Running.

I love to run. Don't get me wrong here, the feeling is amazing.
Especially at the END. Maybe even, an hour after the END.
Running for me, however, involves stages:


1st Stage: Pump myself up before I leave the house.
             This may sound silly, but I have seriously woken up, got dressed for a run, tennis shoes on, ipod strapped to my arm, in the car...car started....and have talked myself out of going into town for a run. Car turns off. door opens. And I take that short walk of shame back into the house. Getting pumped up is a must.


2nd Stage: "Running sucks."
             I often say this over and over during the first five minutes of my run."This sucks." Why do I like this again?" "ugh, this is just miserable!" There is a slight moment of quitting that comes to mind, but then it gets chased away by another "running sucks comment."


3rd Stage: Acceptance.
            By this time, I've gotten over the miserable first ten minutes of running and have accepted that this is indeed what I'm doing for the next hour or so of my life. And I will like it, and my body will appreciate it later. I begin to realize I'm sweating, and this, I love. I LOVE TO SWEAT DURING A WORKOUT. (i know...gross. But so true, on so many weird and strange levels)


4th Stage: Friendly Competition.
            I love to compete. So, when I run, there's usually several periods of "how fast can I run?" " how much longer can I go?" " Sprint the Hills!" It's insane, I know, but this is the part I love about running. The speed. The endurance. The competition.


5th Stage: Cotton-Mouth, Dehydration, Hyperventilation, and Muscle Failure.
             This is when I stop running. It's when I know my body's reached it's limits, and I settle for a nice walk. By this time Louis Armstrong's "What a Wonderful World" is playing on my song list, and it's about the same time that I begin to realize....I...Love...Running.


And what a wonderful world it is.

Things I Don't Like as a Waitress:

 1. Mayonaise.
2. Filling up the Mayonaise cup.
3. Reaching into the bottom of the Mayonaise tub to fill the Mayonaise cup...
4. Having said mayonaise rub on my elbows from reaching into the mayonaise tub.




BUT WORST OF ALL: WASHING DISHES AFTER MAYONAISE HAS BEEN IN THE SINK!!!


This last statement is quite the most disgusting of them all because while the hot steam from the sink is great for washing dishes, it also creates a form of "steamy mayonaise"......just picture it

Mayo steaming up into your nostrils leaving behind a smell, or little steamy mayonaise droplets condensing on your face, it's terrible.


Or so I thought.

Thursdays I open and close the shop, and this past Thursday the unspeakable happened. And so I will write it...I was washing the dishes. Now, every now and then water sprays up from the sink which is fine. But on this Thursday, water was not the only thing to come flying out of the sink....mayonaise was what came flying out of the sink. And it wasn't enough to just rocket at me without warning...no, this mayonaise was ambitious. 


As I was washing dishes mayo came flying out of the bottom of the nasty, disgusting, sink and into my mouth.

Can you even imagine? Mayo, sink, airborne, and into my mouth....the mayo.
I threw up instantaneously into the trash can beside me. I don't like mayo.

The Three Lady Walkers

so it's FINALLY spring! Hallelujah! seriously, the cold was sinking me into an indoor depression. I just can't handle being stuck inside the house. This means...


I'm back to running outside!!!
This morning when I went running around town I passed three ladies walking. Now, every morning, these older women get up and go walking together. I'VE SEEN THEM EVEN IN THE WINTER. The weather doesn't matter. They go walk everyday. They're always talking, smiling, laughing, and...walking.And I thought,


What a beautiful picture of Relationship
What a beautiful picture of Community


And then I thought, how different would my life be if I spent more of my time investing in my relationships with other people and the Lord...instead of myself?