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I'm a Mechanic

The independent and problem-solving type. They are especially attuned to the demands of the moment are masters of responding to challenges that arise spontaneously. They generally prefer to think things out for themselves and often avoid inter-personal conflicts.

The Mechanics enjoy working together with other independent and highly skilled people and often like seek fun and action both in their work and personal life. They enjoy adventure and risk such as in driving race cars or working as policemen and firefighters.

HT: Misty

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Comfortable Faith

So, I've been thinking about struggles lately. And I've been rolling my eyes a bit at the struggles we American Christians go through.

I guess this was prompted mainly by a book I read recently called The Heavenly Man. It was very inspiring. This book was written by a Chinese brother who was really persecuted for his faith from the 1970's until 2001, when he finally escaped China and moved to Germany for refuge.

Today, I started studying Galatians because I need some reminders about freedom in Christ, but I actually began by reading Acts 13-14. This is the story of Paul's missionary journey to Galatia. Talk about struggles. Paul consistently faced opposition from those he was trying to reach. But it was never enough for them to just refuse to listen to him. They also wanted to poison others' views of his teaching, too.

So, he was driven out, stoned, persecuted. And Acts 13:52 tells us that he was "continually filled with joy and with the Holy Spirit."

This is nothing short of amazing.

I guess it never ceases to amaze me how caught up we can get in trivial things. We whine about having to cancel cable services because of hard financial times. We get in fights with friends because of politics. And we live in a peaceful place, where no one is hunting us down for preaching Christ. And if they, there are laws in place to punish them.

I don't know... what's my point? We all just need to grow up.

Sunday Funnies

So, this is too funny. I mean, you could argue that there are more important things to discuss, but really church signs are pretty outdated anyway, so they may as well be a medium for healthy theological debate.

BTW, I used to go to a Cumberland Presbyterian Church when I was in high school. I have no idea what their theology actually is, but I guess it's evident from this where they stand on dogs and rocks.


HT: Crummy Church Signs

Women Love a Handy Man

So... this week, I've been a pretty big brat around my house. There are lots of things contributing to this, not the least of which was the recent vote that announced our country will join the ranks of the screwed up socialists. But I'm not mad, really.

Anyway, despite me taking my disappointment and frustration out on Billy, he still did a really nice thing for me last night. Cause that's the kind of guy he is.

Since his new job deals with laying cable and attaching said cable to wall outlets, I thought he might be able to re-wire our light switches so that they actually made sense. We have a few double switches that just don't seem to jive with common sense. For example, the switches in the bathrooms... the first one is the fan, and the second one (farther from the door) is the light. For 6 months, I've walked into the bathroom and turned the wrong one on first. We have a similar deal with our kitchen and dining room lights. It's annoying.

So, last night, Billy spent a lot of his time looking online and talking to someone at Home Depot, and fixing the apartment complexes shoddy job. So, when I woke up this morning... my kitchen light switch made sense! I love it.

To top it off, the old switch plate broke, and Billy got a new creme colored one that blends in so much nicer than the tan one did.

I'm a happy woman today. I love my handy man.

The Inconvenience of Voting

Yesterday, I - like many of you - sacrificed my time to take part it an historical election. You all know that my choice didn't win, but the 3 hours it took for me to vote was still worth it.

While we were in line, the question crossed my mind - "What is worth a sacrifice of time?"

Most people there were dressed for work. One woman even got a call from a client who was asking about their 10:00 appointment. I don't know what his attitude was, but hers was very simple: "You gotta vote. We'll have to reschedule." She made no apology for missing her appointment. I liked that.

And I wondered how often we're willing to do that for the Kingdom of God. Our citizenship in America is important. It's important enough to stand for 3 hours with a crying kid. It's important enough to give the shaft to a client. But our citizenship in God's Kingdom is even more important. How often am I willing to be inconvenienced for His sake? And for the sake of my fellow citizens, or the sake of the lost who still need to know what citizenship is?

Treasures in Heaven

Here's a message from our pastor in Evansville, David Neidnagel. He was incredibly instrumental in the shaping of my faith and how it transmits to my daily life. If you listen to his sermon here on the economic crisis, then you'll understand why. This man is an amazing servant of God.

Dear Mr. Obama