Laying on the floor…

Love this! Here are some of my favorites with my comments in italics:

I’m a little pencil in the hand of a writing God who is sending a love letter to the world.

Lord, here I am, send me. Keep breaking my heart for what breaks yours. Let Your love overflow.

No moment from my God is a rock of burden…it’s just a rock waiting to be broken apart into stepping stones.

Even this moment…this moment when I’m laying on the floor crying. You are using it to make a stepping stone toward something beautiful.  You are the potter. I am the clay.

choose joy

here am I. I choose You tonight and Your joy.

if what you do does not resonate with you… it is not really going to matter to anyone else.

talking about passion gets me energized and makes me come alive. talking about kids and life changes and God completely invading your heart…yeah, that’s the good stuff.

some pursue happiness..others create it

I may not control the circumstances, but I choose joy and I choose to let God give abundant life in Him.

fashion your life as a garland of beautiful deeds.

let everything I say and do be a reflection of You.

16 Things

1. I have a love/hate relationship with Matt Nathanson’s song Come on Get Higher
2. I was told a horrible story about the dentist and didn’t go for like years. I still don’t like the dentist, but now I have one that gives me headphones and tv.
3. I used to collect Boyds Bears. Yep. That’s all.
4. My first job was at DQ. I can actually make cones which is exciting.
5. I lived in Indiana for 4 years so sometimes I can pull out the slight southern accent.
6. I really want to take a spin class. Maybe even teach work out classes someday!
7. I have 0 unread posts in my reader.
8. I love “butterflies” and butterflies 🙂
9. I love love love reading. I just finished Mistborn by Brandon Sanderson
10. I’m going to see Twilight!
11. I’m a pack rat. I still have all my notes from classes including High School, College, etc. Even notes from elementary school.
12. I love having a desk, but hate sitting at it. I’d rather sit on my bed or the floor to do homework or anything.
13. I can’t sit straight and normal–even at work. I like to sit cross-legged or with my feet on my computer tower. ridiculous, I know 🙂
14. I currently have around 8 pillows and 5 blankets and two down comforters and flannel sheets on my bed.  And they’re on top of a feather bed
15. I love making bowls and taking ceramics courses and being at the potter’s wheel or even handbuilding.  
16. I’ve eat oatmeal almost everyday for breakfast this last month. I’m a bit obsessed. Before this, it was Special K with Red Berries. I go in streaks. I LOVE breakfast

 

Thanks for the fun idea, Tam!

Hiding Behind a Rim

I’m obsessed with crazy, crimped, wavy, flared, pinched, spiked, and well basically every kind of non-normal rims in terms of pottery.  Pretty much every teacher has commented on my love for unique rims.  I’m not artsy in the draw an amazing bird on a vase kind of way so I make up for that in other ways–like rims or glaze.  I also hate wasting clay and throwing away pots.  I will do almost anything to make the clay work itself into something decent.  I’ve forced wavy tops down with a needle tool.  I throw in more clay if I cut through somewhere even though this technique is unorthodox.  All of this to say, I use rims to hide the off-balance, off-centered pieces.  With a wave or a flower type design, you have to hold the pot or be skilled to really notice.  Hence, I hide my inability to center perfectly behind my love of rims–mind you, I can center! Sometimes things just go awry.

In relation and going Bible-y on you, I can totally relate this to my life and the analogy of the potter (God) and the clay (me/you/us).  Often I’m the stubborn clay wanting to be off center and veering out.  I want to bow and thin rather than stay uniform and even.  At church, we’re started a series called “Be Killing Sin or Sin Will Be Killing You.”  As we went over the definition of sin, many of my rebellious and stubborn clay attributes came to light again.  Sometimes I don’t even let the potter spend time with me because I’m too busy flirting with the slip or the glaze.  Ha, I feel like I’m taking this a bit too far and could come up with a ton more cheesy clay jokes/references/analogies so I’ll stop there while my hole is only a bit deep!  You get the idea 🙂