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Name: Kiera
Country: United States
State: Illinois
Metro: Bloomington-Normal
Birthday: 7/1/1985
Gender: Female


Interests: God, Music, friends,Young Life, doing outdoorsy stuff like camping and stuff, aminals are cool, kids (gonna be a teacher), blue skies, being swept off my feet, honesty, long walks anywhere with someone you love.
Expertise: being in love. I'm really dang good at that. it is my blessing, it is my curse....lol. I also like working with kids and teaching stuff to people.
Occupation: Student


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Monday, May 14, 2007

May 15th

Alright, so, most everyone has heard of and gotten spam about the whole don't pump gas on May 15th thing.  I have been convinced from the beginning that this will do nothing since the Oil companies have us in an iron grip anyway, (this is not like the Montgomery Bus Boycott, America cannot successfully pull off a gas boycott for more than a week without drastically changing our lifestyles, and please we are spoiled Americans, it shant happen)  so of course the oil companies know about this proposed non gas pumping day and also know that it will simply be one day of possible profit loss, and for companies like this a couple billion dollars means nothing.  Anyway, I noticed today that gas went up 20 cents overnight in the town I'm in.  I think they are overcompensating for any lost of profits on May 15th.  And so before it even begun, the boycott has failed.  And of course the day after this artificially inflated gas price will drop 20 cents back to what it was yesterday, making the average american think they actually did something by not pumping gas on the 15th. I know it will make people feel like they are in control of their lives and our country, but unless we are willing to drastically change everything about our lives and who we are, such as the African Americans did and our founding fathers did, we are simply like three year olds who sit in the back seat with a plastic steering wheel and think they are actually driving.


Tuesday, March 20, 2007

Oh my gosh, look outside!  See there on the trees, all the little nubbys?  It's my favorite part of spring!  That's right, baby leaves!!! yay!


Thursday, March 15, 2007

I feel heavy with the problems of this world.  What does it mean to be a steward?  God has made us stewards of what he has given us.  I look around and see so much crap in the world and I feel obligated to fix it.  But I have no idea how. I see my computer and my car and my warm home as indulgences and selfish uses of what God has given me.  If I enjoy my life am I being a bad steward? Of course it's not that straightfoward, I'm never blessed with a black and white situation anymore. I feel that the efforts that I do make are fruitless and full of these other possibilities that may work or possible ways that what I'm doing won't work.  Ah I'm being too vague but if I'm specific then I'd be too black and white becuase I feel like my world is just gray.  Do people go away on missions trips because its easier and more satisfying than trying to reach the world next door?  Becuase I swear I try so hard to show Christ's love but these kids just can't see past the fact that I'm an authority figure and past their troubled world and puberty and ah it would be so much easier to have VBS in Mexico and see little kids sing Jesus Loves Me in Spanish.  I've talked about this with Mike and prayed about it and wrote a journal for student teaching about it and even wrote a poem and now I'm writing this and only beginning to feel less...tied in knots.  Well...here's the poem I wrote...

 

No, seriously

I am so sick of gray.

I'm sick of middle ground and almost right and not quite wrong

and what if and maybe he and I just want solidity.

The more I learn the less I know and I'm sick of knowing less.

I'm sick of a mind melting circulating discussion that brings no enlightenment.

I'm sick of pondering the profound and compensating for what I don't know and can't understand.

I'm sick of being a psychologist always wondering if I'll offend or if I'll screw up or if I'll turn a kid off to learning by demanding respect and excellence.

I want black and white and wrong and right and stop reading in to everything I say.

I'm so fricking sick of gray.


Tuesday, March 06, 2007

The Burial of Jesus

 57As evening approached, there came a rich man from Arimathea, named Joseph, who had himself become a disciple of Jesus. 58Going to Pilate, he asked for Jesus' body, and Pilate ordered that it be given to him. 59Joseph took the body, wrapped it in a clean linen cloth, 60and placed it in his own new tomb that he had cut out of the rock. He rolled a big stone in front of the entrance to the tomb and went away. 61Mary Magdalene and the other Mary were sitting there opposite the tomb.

The Guard at the Tomb

 62The next day, the one after Preparation Day, the chief priests and the Pharisees went to Pilate. 63"Sir," they said, "we remember that while he was still alive that deceiver said, 'After three days I will rise again.' 64So give the order for the tomb to be made secure until the third day. Otherwise, his disciples may come and steal the body and tell the people that he has been raised from the dead. This last deception will be worse than the first."

 65"Take a guard," Pilate answered. "Go, make the tomb as secure as you know how." 66So they went and made the tomb secure by putting a seal on the stone and posting the guard.

The Resurrection

 1After the Sabbath, at dawn on the first day of the week, Mary Magdalene and the other Mary went to look at the tomb.

 2There was a violent earthquake, for an angel of the Lord came down from heaven and, going to the tomb, rolled back the stone and sat on it. 3His appearance was like lightning, and his clothes were white as snow. 4The guards were so afraid of him that they shook and became like dead men.

 5The angel said to the women, "Do not be afraid, for I know that you are looking for Jesus, who was crucified. 6He is not here; he has risen, just as he said. Come and see the place where he lay. 7Then go quickly and tell his disciples: 'He has risen from the dead and is going ahead of you into Galilee. There you will see him.' Now I have told you."

 8So the women hurried away from the tomb, afraid yet filled with joy, and ran to tell his disciples. 9Suddenly Jesus met them. "Greetings," he said. They came to him, clasped his feet and worshiped him. 10Then Jesus said to them, "Do not be afraid. Go and tell my brothers to go to Galilee; there they will see me."

The Guards' Report

 11While the women were on their way, some of the guards went into the city and reported to the chief priests everything that had happened. 12When the chief priests had met with the elders and devised a plan, they gave the soldiers a large sum of money, 13telling them, "You are to say, 'His disciples came during the night and stole him away while we were asleep.' 14If this report gets to the governor, we will satisfy him and keep you out of trouble." 15So the soldiers took the money and did as they were instructed. And this story has been widely circulated among the Jews to this very day.

The Great Commission

 16Then the eleven disciples went to Galilee, to the mountain where Jesus had told them to go. 17When they saw him, they worshiped him; but some doubted. 18Then Jesus came to them and said, "All authority in heaven and on earth has been given to me. 19Therefore go and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in[a] the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, 20and teaching them to obey everything I have commanded you. And surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age."


Wednesday, January 10, 2007

I've felt bad about not updating my xanga often.  Not for the sake of my readers, but for the sake of myself.  My almost obsessiveness about taking pictures, keeping journals, etc has surprisingly dwindled in the past year. I've tied it to two sources. 1. Mike.  Since I met Mike, I've been more interested in living my life than remembering it. I think he's the first person in my life that I haven't been deep down afraid of losing, so I haven't felt the need to capture every single moment.  And also, my internship.  I've had to keep a journal as a school assignment every day since august that it has become like reading for me.  I love to do it, unless I have to.  Making journalling as assignment really takes the fun out of it. 



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