We are strange

A recent conversation between my friend Myles and I:

Myles: If I don't get to go to Africa I might just implode
Self: Yeah you should go
Myles: Well I guess if I die I wouldn't know that I didn't go, nor would I probably know that I died.
Self: Yeah you would actually be more alive
Myles: Yeah that is true...so it acutally wouldn't even matter
Self: I think the fact that we just discussed the Eschatalogical implications of you self imploding kind of dampened you point.

Two Days Later...

I know that I kind of missed the boat on the thanksgiving post, but I couldn't pass up an opportunity to make a list of the things that I am thankful for in my life.

-My Delightfully wonderful and wacky family. There are way too many things to list about how much fun they are.
-The best friends that a girl could ask for both near and far
-A Roof over my head that I share with two roommates and one ceramic eagle named freedom (who is currently sporting a red Christmas Bow)
-The Opportunity to obtain an education at Truett Seminary
-A Church Family that teaches how to be a Christ Follower
-A God that refuses the chains of my presuppostions, my doubts, my fears, and my selfishness.

A Favorite Prayer: Sir France Drake.

Disturb us, Lord, when
We are too well pleased with ourselves,
When our dreams have come true
Because we have dreamed too little,
When we arrived safely
Because we sailed too close to the shore.

Disturb us, Lord, when
With the abundance of things we possess
We have lost our thirst
For the waters of life;
Having fallen in love with life,
We have ceased to dream of eternity
And in our efforts to build a new earth,
We have allowed our vision
Of the new Heaven to dim.

Disturb us, Lord, to dare more boldly,
To venture on wider seas
Where storms will show your mastery;
Where losing sight of land,
We shall find the stars.

We ask You to push back
The horizons of our hopes;
And to push into the future
In strength, courage, hope, and love