Thursday, January 19, 2012

Date A Girl Who Reads


Date a girl who reads. Date a girl who spends her money on books instead of clothes. She has problems with closet space because she has too many books. Date a girl who has a list of books she wants to read, who has had a library card since she was twelve.
Find a girl who reads. You’ll know that she does because she will always have an unread book in her bag.She’s the one lovingly looking over the shelves in the bookstore, the one who quietly cries out when she finds the book she wants. You see the weird chick sniffing the pages of an old book in a second hand book shop? That’s the reader. They can never resist smelling the pages, especially when they are yellow.
She’s the girl reading while waiting in that coffee shop down the street. If you take a peek at her mug, the non-dairy creamer is floating on top because she’s kind of engrossed already. Lost in a world of the author’s making. Sit down. She might give you a glare, as most girls who read do not like to be interrupted. Ask her if she likes the book.
Buy her another cup of coffee.
Let her know what you really think of Murakami. See if she got through the first chapter of Fellowship. Understand that if she says she understood James Joyce’s Ulysses she’s just saying that to sound intelligent.  Ask her if she loves Alice or she would like to be Alice.
It’s easy to date a girl who reads. Give her books for her birthday, for Christmas and for anniversaries. Give her the gift of words, in poetry, in song. Give her Neruda, Pound, Sexton, Cummings. Let her know that you understand that words are love. Understand that she knows the difference between books and reality but by god, she’s going to try to make her life a little like her favorite book. It will never be your fault if she does.
She has to give it a shot somehow.
Lie to her. If she understands syntax, she will understand your need to lie. Behind words are other things: motivation, value, nuance, dialogue. It will not be the end of the world.
Fail her. Because a girl who reads knows that failure always leads up to the climax. Because girls who understand that all things will come to end. That you can always write a sequel. That you can begin again and again and still be the hero. That life is meant to have a villain or two.
Why be frightened of everything that you are not? Girls who read understand that people, like characters, develop. Except in the Twilightseries.
If you find a girl who reads, keep her close. When you find her up at 2 AM clutching a book to her chest and weeping, make her a cup of tea and hold her. You may lose her for a couple of hours but she will always come back to you. She’ll talk as if the characters in the book are real, because for a while, they always are.
You will propose on a hot air balloon. Or during a rock concert. Or very casually next time she’s sick. Over Skype.
You will smile so hard you will wonder why your heart hasn’t burst and bled out all over your chest yet. You will write the story of your lives, have kids with strange names and even stranger tastes. She will introduce your children to the Cat in the Hat and Aslan, maybe in the same day. You will walk the winters of your old age together and she will recite Keats under her breath while you shake the snow off your boots.
Date a girl who reads because you deserve it. You deserve a girl who can give you the most colorful life imaginable. If you can only give her monotony, and stale hours and half-baked proposals, then you’re better off alone. If you want the world and the worlds beyond it, date a girl who reads.
Or better yet, date a girl who writes.


Friday, January 13, 2012

Nostalgia.

A year ago today, I said a hard goodbye to my parents & teary-eyed little sister. With a overstuffed pack on my back, I boarded a plane headed east. 
I met up with my new best friend for 6 months in Dallas, along with some others headed in the same directions.
And the journey began.

I asked God for something hard.
Something out of the ordinary.
I wanted out of my comfort zone
to be stretched and strengthened.
He was completely faithful in giving me what I asked for but it wouldn't be until a year later that I understood that.

You see, when I asked for hard
I was thinking smelly, dirty, bugs,
strange food, stares, explosives.

Did i receive all of that?
Yes.
But I also felt the most intense heart break I have ever known.
I was reminded in the midst that this is the heartbreak God feels for those who don't know him.
That in this time I am identifying with Christ more than ever.

It has been a super hard storm to battle but in the end
I can say that He is faithful.
He is in control.
He loves me.

And He loves each one of those little brown babies I played with at the school,
And each one of the women I passed on the way to the market
and even all of the men that have some serious staring issues.
He created them, loves them and wants a relationship with them.

So when they worship idols,
His heart breaks.

When they do works to earn what He died to give them,
His heart breaks.
The people of that crazy, overpopulated country have changed my life But it's the King of Kings and Lord of Lords that changed my heart.
The last 365 days have shaped me in a way that the 23 years haven't been able to.
I am forever thankful to my savior Jesus who thought enough of me to allow me to be a part of His ancient work.

The best news is...
It has only begun.
 

Wednesday, January 11, 2012

Hello, Goodbye.

I know that it is now 11 days into 2012 and I have yet to get this going but here's to better being late than never.

In 2011, I...
packed my bag and moved to India.
became fast & forever friends with a crazy group of M's
fell in love with bananagrams
got bitten by about a million mosquitos & had allergic reactions to each one
struggled with obedience over comfort
looked into the eyes of people who have never heard
saw the Father's faithfulness in even the smallest things, like a jar of peanut butter
experienced great loss that broke my heart & crushed my spirit
cried... a lot
turned 23
spent another summer at the creek
saw the Father change lives and mend brokeness
almost saw camp burn down
rode in Pumba all the way to okc with no a/c
saw Midnight in Paris in the theatre
3 times
let go of a year of feelings in hope of something much greater
no offense
started hair school
found my own church
sat on the sidelines for waayy too long
found a part time job on top of my 40 hrs/week school
had foot surgery
lost job
experienced the greatest Christmas eve service
grew up (hopefully a lot)



In 2012, I hope to...
stay in community w/ my awesome new c-group
graduate hair school & pass the boards
turn 24 (gulp)
Travel
Memorize scripture
read through the entire bible
adopt a compassion child
run a half marathon
make new deep friendships
pay off some of my student loans
start a savings account
spend less
give more
blog consistently
eat healthier
have more craft nights
be a better friend
love more