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Out of Oblivion: The Last

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And with this, that’s the last of the Xanga jewels I have for you. After this, I jumped in with both feet into “real” blogging and haven’t looked back since. No fickleness here.

May 5, 2006 – Tis the Season…

Quiz:

How many different majors did I try out in college?

How many different ministry tracks will I try out in seminary?

My bet is that they will officially be the same number. I’M A FICKLE PERSON! I have rejected that label since it was attributed to me in high school by an ex-boyfriend (with good reason). Of course, “fickle” was not in my vocabulary back then, so I had to look it up.

It’s not that I have trouble making up my mind but that my mind is actually always made up. This requires me to change my mind like a ball hitting a wall: very suddenly. However, I’m also prideful and do not like to admit that I was wrong. God’s been definitely been working in me on this issue. He’s shown me that all I have to do is follow Him. What a relief!

“But seek first His kindgom and and His righteousness, and all these things will be added to you. So do not worry about tomorrow; for tomorrow will care for itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.” – Matthew 6:33-34

Out of Oblivion: What God Was Teaching Me

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Sorry if this post appeared in your feed reader before it was published!  I think it’s worth it, though, as what I had to say 4 years ago encouraged me and convicted me today.

Wednesday, April 12, 2006

This morning’s time with God was so intense. My emotional level was about a 9. I felt like I had just woken up from a dream, totally disoriented as to what was really going on. Things are changing in my life, but that’s okay. It is during times like these that I’m tempted to let my emotions get the best of me. Not that I should ignore my emotions either, but they certainly do not deserve the driver’s seat. The shakiness of everything else should point me to cling to The Rock who never changes and will always be a refuge for me. (Psalm 71:3)

A convicting word about how we participate in worship services:

The Lord speaks to His prophet, Ezekiel: “So My people come to you in crowds, sit in front of you, and hear your words, but they don’t obey them. Although they express love with their mouths, their hearts pursue unjust gain. Yes, to them you are like a singer of love songs who has a beautiful voice and plays skillfully on an instrument. They hear your words, but they don’t obey them.” – Ezekiel 33:31-32 HCSB

Monday April 17, 2006 – I’ve Heard This Already

“I’ve heard this already.” That’s what I heard come out of a particularly ornery 5-year-old’s mouth as we were sitting in Sunday School on Easter. The teacher was teaching from Matthew 28, about Jesus’s resurrection. The fact that this boy treated the lesson like storytime wasn’t surprising; a lot of kids do. But it made me think about how much we grown-ups do, too.

Are we happy when we hear a sermon on a familar passage? Do we think, “Here we go again, the same old story”? I have to admit that I do sometimes have this attitude when I approach Scripture. It’s hard not to, actually, when our first thought is entertainment or fresh revelation. God can, and will, provide “fresh” insights even from familiar texts, but that cannot be our aim. We read, study, and listen to the Bible because it is God’s Word as He revealed it to us. We know Him better because of it, and we grow in our relationship because we know Him better. We allow His Word to act as a mirror and reflect our true self and reveal our hidden desires. We change according to what we read, in order to gain greater fellowship with the Father and with fellow believers. (James 1, 2 Timothy 3:16)

I hope that this post has been an encouragement to you in some way. I want to take this lesson to heart!

Out of Oblivion: Facebook Takeover

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Remember, this was 4 1/2 years ago!

Monday, January 30, 2006

According to Facebook:

1.3% of Southeastern Baptist reads The Bible.

I’m thinking that number is slightly off. I hope.

Monday, February 27, 2006

I think facebook is taking over the world. Don’t get me wrong, I like facebook, and it helps me keep in contact with my friends all over. Yesterday on the news there was a story about a tragedy involving two UNC students. The pictures they had of them were off their facebook profiles (properly cited). Who would have thought that facebook would have become a reliable news source?

This weekend was so relaxing! I watched movies, read, and studied a little. I still have quite a bit of studying to do for my tests tomorrow, but I’m much more in a studious mood this morning than I was even last night. Maybe I’ll continue the semester’s work after all.

Three more days of class and then it’s spring break! It’s not as exciting without Glorieta, that’s for sure. I’ll just be staying around here, working, and catching up on school work. That works for me. The real break comes the next week when Miss Dana will be here! Yay for visitors!

Out of Oblivion: Plucky Ronnica

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Which do you think I should have chosen?

December 16, 2005

Here is a selection of user names MSN offered when the ones I entered were unavailable:

Gyrate_thrower

tilled_agate

InstalledChain

WarpedOhio3

WoodyHyperion3

Varyingpage

ComplicitEight

caustative_star

haywirebeatle3

BlaringSpark

JeweledFawn9

Loverly_Hornet

draughtjoker6

unbated_mussel

PremedZebra3

Plucky_ronnica

Any of those sound like me? If you interested, apparently they are available.

Out of Oblivion: Turtle Showdown

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Snippets from posts about the summer I moved from Oklahoma to North Carolina:

Saturday, July 16, 2005

I went to the mall today and actually ran into people I know.  I wasn’t expecting to do that this quickly!

Tuesday, July 25, 2005

I need to lay off the Pepper. I don’t feel good after drinking it…but it tastes so good!

Wednesday, August 10, 2005

I’m excited for classes to get started. Can I start this Thursday instead of next Thursday?

[And now, the story you want to hear:]

Friday, August 12, 2005

Sorry I’ve been posting so much recently, but this story I really can’t pass up. I don’t want to draw attention away from the more serious elements of my blog (wherever they exist) but I really got a kick out of this. One fact that might help you understand the story is that I really don’t like being around animals of any kind, though in high school I did do nature events where we had to identify different species and stuff.

Yesterday, as I was going out to my car (I park in a parking garage) from a glance at a distance I saw something in front of my car. I thought, “great, a cat. I don’t like cats.” Well, it wasn’t a cat. Guess what it was? When I asked that to a couple of friends, I got various responses including a beaver and a dead body, both wrong. A turtle! Okay, so that’s not that exciting necessarily, but this was a particularly clever turtle, and rather large too, about 10 inches in diameter.

So, as I contemplated this turtle, I thought about what turtles are known for: their cowardice. Okay, so if I start backing out, the turtle is just going to go inside his shell, so if I can just stradle him with my tires, I’ll be okay. Not that big of a problem, since he was about halfway between the tires. So I back up just enough to where he would almost be under my car, and got out to look to make sure that he didn’t move to where I would run over him. Like a turtle, he hadn’t moved. Well, I just didn’t feel comfortable with trying not to hit that little sucker, so I decided to try to move him. “Be brave, Ronnica!” I thought. So I tried to grab the turtle to move him to safer spot with my bare hand. I wasn’t about to touch him anywhere except on his shell, but with one hand I couldn’t lift him like that because he was too big. However, I did scare him so he started running away (pretty fast for a turtle)…right under my car. He’s smart too, he went right in the middle where I couldn’t get him and couldn’t scare him out the front (which I can only assume he thought I planned on eating him: turtle soup anyone?). So, knowing that he now was deathly afraid of me I got in my car quickly (in case my moves turned him into a fighter) and drove out of the parking space successfully without the slightest crunch.

Out of Oblivion: Breaking Blogging Rules

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Since we all enjoy laughing at me (or the 22yo version of me), here’s another couple of posts from my Xanga days.  It’s amazing to me how much it reads just like a journal, and an un-interesting one at that. And clearly I didn’t know that it’s a big blogging no-no to write about your company on a blog.

Sunday, April 17, 2005
Today has been totally awesome…everytime I turn around I see another blessing from God!

This morning Dana and I went shopping and I bought an outfit for the Spring Banquet. It’s so cute! Then we went to lunch at Ted’s…it was delicious and complete with a Dr. Pepper to go.

At work I got trained on the Service Desk. It was a great change from regular cashiering and chances are I’ll be doing SD not too unfrequently now. It’s sad to see what people try to get away with. And not just your “average” criminal either. Anyone, from someone who looks like your grandma to someone who looks like your minister try to mess with Wal-mart and get money for free.

Being at the Service Desk is nice because the customers come and go, and I have a chance to walk around a lot as well as talk to people. I haven’t really had anyone get mad at me…yet. Though I’m sure that will happen soon.

Sorry to ramble on about Wal-mart. It’s just been cool to see how God’s been placing opportunities for me to develop relationships with my co-workers right in my lap!

Thursday, May 26, 2005

As most of you know, I work at Wal-mart. It’s a pretty decent job, and it’s a company that really looks out for the little people. However, over the past few months, one thing has became more and more obvious to me…

Wal-mart is obsessed with Sam Walton. Not just a little obsessed…majorly obsessed. The other day I took the time to look at how many mentions of him there are in the breakroom alone (it’s not just a closet, it’s 2x as big as the normal classroom at OU). There were 6 portraits of him, of only two different poses, and 12 quotes of things he said. This is in the breakroom alone, not counting the many quotes and pictures there are of him throughout the store. Every month in the employee’s magazine, there generally is an article that is republished from a speech he said back when he was still alive. Oh yeah, if you didn’t know, he died some time ago, in the early 90s I believe. That just makes everything more creepy. It makes me feel like he’s Big Brother or something.

Enough of that; I just had to get it off of my chest. It’s been bugging me. In less than a month, I’ll no longer work there.

Out of Oblivion: My Real Blogging Start

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I’m starting a new series here at the Ignorant Historian.  As I’ve been talking lately about my starts in the blogging world, it occurred to me that there were a few, umm, “gems” from my Xanga-ing days that I don’t want to lose sight of.  I won’t be featuring everything, but just a few here and there that made me snicker.  I think you’ll come to realize I wasn’t always quite the eloquent blogger I am now (ha!).

Here, with my first 3 Xanga posts in their entire, is my start in the weblogging world.  These are from the tail-end of my senior year at the University of Oklahoma.  I’m surprised anyone read these at all.

Friday, April 08, 2005
Okay, so it took me awhile to decide, but I figured I might as well start a xanga. I like hopping on the bandwagon as it starts to slow down. Actually, I generally like hopping. I should be researching for my 15-page research paper (due Tuesday). I suppose that was the final straw in my joining-xanga decision.

Saturday, April 09, 2005
So, an actual post. I’ve had a problem these last few days with my attire. The problem is, you see, that I have matched. Yesterday I matched (my nail polish and my shirt, of all things!) and Thursday I matched (my cute flip flops, my shirt, my bag, and my nails!). I’m having a major fashion crisis here! I am not cutesy enough to always match! That is why today, I am wearing a t-shirt.

I’m in the middle of writing my research paper over the constitution of Japan. It’s going fairly smoothly, but I would much rather be doing pretty much anything else.

Tuesday, April 12, 2005
I got found out.

Today at the Union, I tried to kick Mindy. However, my legs (being short, just ask Mindy) I have a very short radius on who I can kick so she quickly got out of harm’s way. However, I was caught. Brian snuck up from behind me and saw the whole thing. I publicly apologize for any harm I have caused.

Then, we went up the elevator. On the second floor the door opened, and there was a cart there. Mindy said, “Uh…I don’t know what to do…um…do I need to scoot over?” I just laughed and said, “Mindy, I don’t think the cart is going to come in on its own…”

Next, we went to Wendy’s where another “finding out” happened. I was publicly rebuked. I really can’t tell too much of the details, but if you are a girl, ask and I’ll tell you. Sarah, I thought we were better friends than this. I can’t help it if my shadow does everything I do.

In class today, I turned in my paper! I also gave a 5 minute presentation about my topic. I’m glad that’s over. I got to go second, which is awesome so I had the rest of the 2 hr. 50 min. class to sit there and zone out (I’m sorry, I tried to listen!) and do my best to comment on others’ presentations.

After class, Mindy and I went to Wal-mart, where we were promptly checked out (it’s not just me after all!) with my only purchase, Ocean’s 12! I only went about 20 feet and 2 minutes into the store; it was so nice.

Last, but certainly not least, I came home to my hall full of girls and was pleasantly greeted by the hottest member of the hall, Kerie. (she says Amen to that!)