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Aug. 8th, 2007

Jane, nano, stress, cross, national novel writing month, pretty, phantom, eragon and saphira, fantasia, spaceballs, hate everything, awesome

Lots of Things

I just got the results from my throat culture: negative.  Whatever I had, it wasn't strep.  Doesn't matter to me, I guess, I'm feeling a LOT better and the antibiotics are the only reason for it, so whatever they did, I'm grateful.

Not that there aren't other things in my life to be just as frustrating.  Take, for example, CSU.  I swear I registered for Kirkland's 329 class last spring, but it's not showing up and it's not letting me register now because the class is full.  I emailed Kirkland, who is quite wonderful and willing to work with me, but he said the override he gave me is still valid, so I tried again.  Still no dice.  So off I went to the registrar's office, where they told me I need a different override in order to get into the class because now it's full.  My recommendation to all teachers from now on is this: when giving overrides, always make them for every freaking reason they could possibly be needed, and that will avoid this problem altogether.  Sheesh.  So now the ball is in Kirkland's court once more - he has to re-override me so I can get into a class for which I already registered once.  Gah.  And I can't find a single one of the final category 2 classes I need in the schedule, so it's possible that they're not being offered, which is lame because I need one.  I don't even care which one, I just need one.  So I'll have to go down and talk to the English office tomorrow and figure out how to get that little problem resolved.  I hate bureaucracy.

Okay, and am I the only person in the world who doesn't find it necessary to stomp when I walk?  Or am I just incredibly light on my feet that the entire house doesn't shake when I walk across the floor?  My mom was dreadful about this.  I'd be down in my room and I could hear her stomping across the floor, thud thud thud thud, and I could always tell how angry she was by how hard she was stomping.  And now my roommate does it, too.  The freaking dishes rattle when she walks. I know I'm not the most ladylike at times, but at least I don't sound like a herd of elephants when I walk around my house.  In fact, I make a specific effort NOT to do that.  Grrrr.

Ooooh, here's something my mom sent me that's quite hilarious.  Uncle Jay is going to be the only way I get my news, I think.  Okay, not really, but I'm going to enjoy following his comments on the news from now on, even if I think he's a little bit on the liberal side. 

Now, I need to work on my paper for Sylvia.  I have a vague idea of what I need to say, but I've been out of this particular loop for so long that I'm going to have a hard time getting back into it.  Which is frustrating, because I know I need to and I know I'll enjoy it, but I just can't bring myself to start back up.  And I should have been doing it all along, I shouldn't need to be doing this. I should have been constantly working on writing papers or analyzing that confirmation curriculum.  Stupid me.

So my paper this time is going to be about people-pleasing.  It's one of the biggest problems I see with most Christian organizations today, not just churches but youth groups and Bible studies and everything else.  We are so preoccupied with worrying about how we're going to please the people who are going to be attending the functions we put on that we forget to worry about how we're going to please God.  Or we assume that pleasing God's people (or, in some cases, pleasing people in general under the mistaken assumption that we're all God's children - I'll explain that inflammatory claim in a minute) is pleasing God, which isn't always the case, unfortunately. 

Okay, before I move on, one thing about the mistaken assumption that we're all God's children.  In one sense, it's not a mistake at all.  God made us all, and he made each of us to be his children.  But here's the thing: we've orphaned ourselves, and now to become one of God's children requires a conscious decision.  Jesus is God's only Son - we, however, can be adopted into the family if we choose to do so.  However, those who chose not to be adopted will not be forced into it, and so those who have chosen against being God's children are not, in fact, God's children.  God loves us too much to do anything to us against our will.  That's the beauty of Christianity.

Now that we've cleared up that little mess, back to what I was saying.  I realized this most recently when I was reading the official abortion policy of the PC(USA).  Very little of it has anything to do with God, what He wants or commands.  It's all about what's best for the woman involved, and secondarily what's best for her family, her husband, her unborn child, and society in general.  But there is a predominant sense throughout the entire document that the authors were not writing with the intent of glorifying, or even obeying, God.  Rather, they were writing to cater to the feelings of everyone who could possibly be affected by the article.  They are careful to skirt the issue, to make sure that when they do lay down what might be considered an assertation, it's so sugar-coated as to be practically unrecognizable.  Don't believe me? Read it for yourself!

The frustrating thing about this is, it removes the entire purpose for the church's existence.  The point of the church is to display the glory of God to the rest of the world, not to hide God under a rock and only offer quick glimpses in hopes that the public will miss his less popular attributes.  The point of the church is to be a beacon to guide people to the truth, not a collection of people whose main goal is to make the rest of the world happy.  We are to serve our fellow men, yes.  But service does not include compromising the truth.  Service does not include bowing to the popular opinion regardless of God's opinion.  It is rather a disservice to hide God from the world.  What do we think we are doing with this?  Do we think we are protecting God?  "Well, yes, Sir, I know what your opinion is on the matter, but you don't know what it's like out there! We'll just compromise with them, there's a good fellow, and eventually there will come a time when your opinion can be voiced."  Ridiculous!  What kind of moron would say that to God? 

To be fair, I don't think any of the morons who would say that to God are in the church, or at least very few of them.  No, the morons in the church are of an entirely different sort, the sort which firmly believe that God actually wants them to compromise His word in order to make the rest of the world more comfortable with Christianity.  That God has decided to change His mind when it comes to human life and its importance, or how we can attain salvation, or how we may speak to Him.  That we can pick and choose which parts of the Bible are true based on what we want to believe, rather than pick and choose what we believe based on what Truths are revealed in the Bible.

....And I just thought of something rather unrelated.  Here's my train of thought: the church is the Bride of Christ, and as such it's her job to help uphold her husband's reputation, isn't it?  I mean, what bride wants her husband misrepresented to the world?  And then I though, you know what, I think there's something in Proverbs 31 about how a wife is supposed to uphold her husband's reputation (you could take verse 23 to mean that but I don't know for sure).  But either way, if the church is the Bride of Christ, and Proverbs 31 talks about how a wife should be toward her husband, doesn't it follow that Proverbs 31 should give an idea of how the church should act?  Hmmm.  I'll have to look into this.  After I write my paper for VOW. 

-Jaya-

Mar. 17th, 2007

Jane, nano, stress, cross, national novel writing month, pretty, phantom, eragon and saphira, fantasia, spaceballs, hate everything, awesome

I have the best friends in the history of the world. Seriously.

All right, I know I shouldn't have posted and run like that. In case you were wondering, I did wind up going to Arizona after all, which is why I didn't reply to anyone's comments, though God had some work to do to get me there. But you have no idea how much it meant to me to come home tonight and see all that everyone had to say to me. I seriously nearly cried for a completely different (and infinitely better!) reason than last week. You all rock on ice and you all deserve huge hugs for it. I just... wow. You're all fantastic. THANK YOU!!!!

Anyway, just a basic rundown of the week: I woke up Saturday morning absolutely certain that I wasn't going to Chinle. I called Erin to tell her, because I could never just not show up for something, that's just wrong, but she didn't answer her phone. So, with no one else's phone number and very little time before I had to leave if I wanted to catch them, I threw my stuff in my car and drove to the church. By that point, I figured I would go that far and see if I could talk myself out of it down there, but I wanted to be ready just in case I couldn't or I decided I didn't want to. I was actually the first one there, which made it even more tempting to just leave. But I didn't want to drive around with those expired plates any longer than I had to, so I stayed put and cursed my luck. When Erin finally showed up, she apologized for missing my call, and said that she couldn't call me back because the only button on her phone that was working was the on/off button. It was like a slap in the face--that was a holy two-by-four if I ever saw one. At that point, I was going whether I liked it or not. It was reinforced when we got Erin's phone working again by shaking it as we drove down I-25. I'm convinced that the only reason it wasn't working was so that I would be forced to go.

So I went, and wow. I'll have to put details in a different post because this one is getting far too long and I still have thirty some-odd emails to check, but WOW. God was there, whether I liked it or not, whether I noticed or not. I've never felt before what I felt this week... I can't put it into words but it was amazing. You know how when someone loves you, they'll occasionally do little things that they know will make you smile, just because they'll make you smile? Yeah. That happened ALL week, and it wasn't any of the crew (though Erin's constant hugs were a huge help too ^.^). It was God. And it was just little things that only I would notice, like when I put my iPod on shuffle and played it, the first song would be Be Thou My Vision or something else that I simply adore, or like when I was doing dishes and I swear it was like He kissed me on the cheek... that's not at all what happened but I can't think of another way to describe it and it had the same effect that a kiss on the cheek would have. It was just the coolest thing ever, and exactly what I needed. Even though He dragged me into it kicking and screaming, and even though I know that tomorrow I'll be doing schoolwork that I should have been doing all week and probably cursing my stupidity for putting it off till then. But for now, God has me completely in awe of everything He's taught me this week, so much that I can't even process it all right now. And that's pretty stinkin awesome.

And, I just opened this email from Sylvia:

Hi Brittany,
I received this e-mail this morning--thought you'd be interested in reading it.
 
The VOW newsletter is now in the mail and on the VOW web page.
 
Thank you for your contribution to the work of this ministry!
 
In Christ,
Sylvia
----- Original Message -----

I have come to have a deep appreciation for the work of VOW and particularly for the excellent and unfailingly orthodox critiques of some of the current theological perspectives current among parts of the PC(USA).

 And so I read with interest the description and critique of “The Lady’s Prayer” posted on the VOW website.  I wasn’t disappointed.  The article was well written, tightly reasoned, and theologically on target.  Brittany Dowdy rightly identifies the shift from a focus on God and his revealed truth to a focus on the self and our experienced “truth”, as the underlying poisoned well from which this pseudo pagan prayer (and many of the other theological problems in our church) flow.

 I was amazed to read at the end of the article that such theological insights and wisdom came from a college undergrad at Colorado State.  As a Colorado State alum myself (class of ’96) and a current PC(USA) pastor I am delighted to know that this faithful sister in Christ, with such a keen intellect, is coming out of my old Alma Mater and is a part of the PC(USA).  We certainly need leaders like her.  Wherever God leads Ms. Dowdy vocationally in the future, it will surely be a blessing to us all.

 Yours in Christ Jesus,

Brian Gawf

Associate Pastor,

First Presbyterian Church

Murfreesboro, TN

I just... wow.  God is SO good.  And He's letting me help Him do His work!  He's letting me fight for Him!  Me, even when I fight Him every step of the way and try to follow my own path and do all sorts of incredibly stupid things.  He still works through me and what He does is amazing!  I know I don't deserve any of this but He's right.  When you work for God, you really do get blessed beyond your wildest imagination.  So this rather difficult and challenging week is ending on a definite high note.  God rocks my face off! 

-Jaya-

Mar. 6th, 2007

Jane, nano, stress, cross, national novel writing month, pretty, phantom, eragon and saphira, fantasia, spaceballs, hate everything, awesome

I'm famous!

Okay, so maybe famous is exaggerating a bit.  But I did just get this email from Sylvia, of Voices of Orthodox Women (www.vow.org):

Hi Brittany,
Just a note to let you know I've received several e-mails from California and Washington telling me they think your article is excellent.  I thought you'd like to know.
 
Sylvia

California and Washington?  Are you serious?  They think my work is excellent?  And that article was posted only this morning! That's amazing!  That's fantastic!  Huzzah for God!  *happy dance*  *pause to catch my breath*  *more happy dance*

Actually, I didn't think my article was all that excellent, to be quite honest.  It was good enough, but on re-reading even just the introduction this morning, there were some things that I would dearly love to go back and change.  But, hey, if it's making a difference, that's what matters.  Who cares if there were some wording issues?  God is bigger than diction.

*happy dance*

=D

-Jaya-

Nov. 17th, 2006

Jane, nano, stress, cross, national novel writing month, pretty, phantom, eragon and saphira, fantasia, spaceballs, hate everything, awesome

I am officially published.

That's right. Check this out:
 http://www.vow.org/viewpoints/essays/06nov17-dowdy-argument-to-persuade.html

That's me! I'm published! You could cite me now and stuff! How crazy is that? I'm all kinds of excited about this.  It's always been my dream to be published (though I kind of imagined that it'd be more along the fiction lines of things...) but hey, this is just as good, even if I don't get paid for it.

Yeah, I have to run to class now. But I just got Sylvia's email saying that I'm official, and I had to share.  Now, THERE'S something to be thankful for!  ^_^ God rocks my face off!  *is deleriously happy*

-Jaya-