One night this past summer the weirdest thing happened... I got a call on my cell phone and when I tried to answer it, it wouldn't let me! This was the third or fourth time it had happened with the same number appearing each time. I finally got up the courage to call the number back to see if that worked. Sure enough it did. I called a totally random guy. I had never heard of him and he had never heard of me. He checked his 'recent calls' and it did not show anywhere that he had ever dialed my number, yet my phone still disagreed. What in the world was going on?
After talking to the guy for a lil while longer in hopes of bringing light to our odd situation, we managed to stumble onto the topic of faith. This guy was a pastor's kid and had been spoon fed the ideas of Christianity as early as he could remember and yet he struggled with what he, himself, believed. What was the difference between having faith and being religious?
Well, we ended up talking for almost an hour! I don't know if anything I said had any impact whatsoever, but I'd like to think that maybe, just maybe it sparked something and that maybe someday his faith would be restored.
Going back to the original question... what happened? Honestly, I don't know and I'm not trying to read too much into anything, but I wonder somethings if it wasn't God calling. I mean maybe it was God's will for that conversation to take place for what ever reason. Maybe it was all part of God's master plan. I don't know... just a thought. :)
Monday, January 08, 2007
Thursday, January 04, 2007
tHe RaNdOmNeSs oF mE...
Lil things you may or may not know about me! In no particular order…
It's "k"ris
I had someone ask me the other day why I never capitalize my name and well here was my response...
God is the creator of everything, the earth, the sky, the moon, the stars, even you and me, and as a sign of respect and honor we always capitalize His name even in the form of a pronoun. I got to thinking about it one day and I realized, I don't deserve the love that God gives me much less anything else and especially not the same respect and honor as Him. So as silly as it may seem to you, I choose not to capitalize my name. It's just my way of showing that He is much greater and deserves much more respect than I.
My Head Hurts?
To many people's surprise, I've NEVER had a headache. Honestly, I don't have a clue as to what one would feel like. I don't know why God has blessed me so, but after hearing the complaints of others, I'm grateful! And I really do feel for those of you who get those massive migranes... I'm Sorry!
“It’s A Great Day To Be Alive”
I listened to Travis Trit’s song (It’s a Great Day to Be Alive) everyday on my way to school my senior year! The song helped me to clear my mind from everything that may have happened that morning and just focus on what was ahead. After all… It’s a great day to be alive, ‘cuz I know the sun’s still shining when I close my eyes!
☺
Ahhhh…My Pet Peeves
Honestly, very few things really bother me, with that said… (1) The cracking of one’s knuckles, can I say ouch? I’ve never been able to crack my knuckles, reasons unknown, but it sounds like it hurts and hearing people do it just makes me want to cringe! (2) A person’s inability to use an apostrophe (your and you’re in particularly). Now I’m not saying that I’m the greatest when it comes to grammar and what not, but it drives me crazy to see someone use your for the contraction “you are.” The word your shows possession, your book, your cat… simple enough?!
Paige Elizabeth Hodges?
Before I was born, I was to be named Paige Elizabeth, but upon my arrival (nearly 2 months early) my dad stepped in and vetoed Paige giving me the name Kristen Michelle. (I now have a sister named Paige)
I “D-A-R-E” You
Of all things, cheerleading was definitely never something I wanted to do. None-the-less, I tried out for the team on a DARE! I don’t remember exactly how it all went down, but I know it was never anything I would have done on my own accord. As much as I didn’t want to be on the team, I was too self-conscience to let people believe I wasn’t good enough to make it, so I tried. Out of the all the girls that tried out, I was one of three to make the team… go figure right? It wasn’t awful, but being a cheerleader wasn’t me! The next year I hadn’t planned on trying out again, but…(there’s always a but)…one of the girls on the team (the same one who initiated all this in the first place) kept bragging on how she would make captain, and me being the competitive person I was wasn’t going to let her win. Long story made short… I tried out, made captain, she didn’t, the end. Oh and I quit after that year, I had nothing left to prove! ;)
….more to come…
It's "k"ris
I had someone ask me the other day why I never capitalize my name and well here was my response...
God is the creator of everything, the earth, the sky, the moon, the stars, even you and me, and as a sign of respect and honor we always capitalize His name even in the form of a pronoun. I got to thinking about it one day and I realized, I don't deserve the love that God gives me much less anything else and especially not the same respect and honor as Him. So as silly as it may seem to you, I choose not to capitalize my name. It's just my way of showing that He is much greater and deserves much more respect than I.
My Head Hurts?
To many people's surprise, I've NEVER had a headache. Honestly, I don't have a clue as to what one would feel like. I don't know why God has blessed me so, but after hearing the complaints of others, I'm grateful! And I really do feel for those of you who get those massive migranes... I'm Sorry!
“It’s A Great Day To Be Alive”
I listened to Travis Trit’s song (It’s a Great Day to Be Alive) everyday on my way to school my senior year! The song helped me to clear my mind from everything that may have happened that morning and just focus on what was ahead. After all… It’s a great day to be alive, ‘cuz I know the sun’s still shining when I close my eyes!
☺
Ahhhh…My Pet Peeves
Honestly, very few things really bother me, with that said… (1) The cracking of one’s knuckles, can I say ouch? I’ve never been able to crack my knuckles, reasons unknown, but it sounds like it hurts and hearing people do it just makes me want to cringe! (2) A person’s inability to use an apostrophe (your and you’re in particularly). Now I’m not saying that I’m the greatest when it comes to grammar and what not, but it drives me crazy to see someone use your for the contraction “you are.” The word your shows possession, your book, your cat… simple enough?!
Paige Elizabeth Hodges?
Before I was born, I was to be named Paige Elizabeth, but upon my arrival (nearly 2 months early) my dad stepped in and vetoed Paige giving me the name Kristen Michelle. (I now have a sister named Paige)
I “D-A-R-E” You
Of all things, cheerleading was definitely never something I wanted to do. None-the-less, I tried out for the team on a DARE! I don’t remember exactly how it all went down, but I know it was never anything I would have done on my own accord. As much as I didn’t want to be on the team, I was too self-conscience to let people believe I wasn’t good enough to make it, so I tried. Out of the all the girls that tried out, I was one of three to make the team… go figure right? It wasn’t awful, but being a cheerleader wasn’t me! The next year I hadn’t planned on trying out again, but…(there’s always a but)…one of the girls on the team (the same one who initiated all this in the first place) kept bragging on how she would make captain, and me being the competitive person I was wasn’t going to let her win. Long story made short… I tried out, made captain, she didn’t, the end. Oh and I quit after that year, I had nothing left to prove! ;)
….more to come…
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