Tomorrow marks Cluck's (aka Clark) first trip on an airplane.
eeek.
While I love my fluffy companion, I would be lying if I said I wasn't terrified out of my brains nervous about taking said furry friend on an airplane with me.
Here's the thing folks, while we all find crying babies on a plane a bit annoying, its understandable. You have a kid, you have to bring said baby on flight with you. Baby may not like flying, hence all the crying. While this keeps me from sleeping, I understand. Babies cry.
However, I don't anticipate that kind of forgiveness with a rambunctious dog.
Clark is NOT a lap dog... much to my chagrin. He only cuddles when he is dead extremely tired.
I am preparing myself for many "oh-you-are-one-of-those-girls-with-a-tiny-dog-in-your-purse" glares.
During the holiday season it is all too easy to get wrapped up in the gift giving (no pun intended). Amid all the hustle and the bustle of tree decorating, treat making, and ugly sweater partying, we can easily forget the reason for the season, if you will.
That being said, I wanted to share something that has helped me, each Christmas season, to remember the birth of our precious Savior.
Once upon a time, I was in the A Capella choir at the University of Utah. For our Holiday concert, we sang A Carol of Joy. Never before had the message of Christ's purpose- His love, His hope, and His peace- been so clear to me. Christ was born forme; to love, guide, and ultimately, to save me. No moment in history has had a greater impact on my life than the birth of this precious baby.
THAT is the reason to celebrate during this Christmas season.
And so, if you find yourself beginning to forget...
Lyrics:
Green leaves all fallen, withered and dry; Brief sunset fading, dim winter sky. Lengthening shadows, Dark closing in...
Then, through the stillness, carols begin!
Oh fallen world, to you is the song-- Death holds you fast and night tarries long.
Jesus is born, your curse to destroy! Sweet to your ears, a carol of Joy!
Pale moon ascending, solemn and slow; Cold barren hillside, shrouded in snow; Deep, empty valley veiled by the night; Hear angel music--hopeful and bright!
Oh fearful world, to youis the song-- Peace with your God, and pardon for wrong! Tidings for sinners, burdened and bound--
A carol of joy!
A Saviour is found!
Earth wrapped in sorrow, lift up your eyes! Thrill to the chorus filling the skies! Look up sad hearted--witness God's love! Join in the carol swelling above!
Oh friendless world, to you is the song! All Heaven's joy to you may belong! You who are lonely, laden, forlorn-- Oh fallen world! Oh friendless world!
(Photobooth: what fills my time while I procrastinate)
I have a problem. I am the world's biggest procrastinator... That may sound like some joke, but it's not. I procrastinate all too often. I push things off until I no longer can. I end up living on nothing but pure adrenaline until whatever I didn't do earlier is done. I have pulled all-nighters more times than I can count. I have likely taken years off my life (between the sheer stress and lack of sleep) in the process. So, my question is... WHY? Why do I keep putting off till tomorrow that which should be done today? I have every intention of getting it all done, but end up wasting hours in the getting ready stage, the preparation stage. It is so hard for me to get to the progress stage and when I do, it lasts no longer than a few hours at a time. It's frustrating, really. I have, somehow, trained my brain to disobey when it comes to this. And now, I have to retrain it. Its hard. Really really hard. And it hurts. But I have to... my college degree depends on it. Game on.
