Gospel Bird Results

So, 3:30pm has obviously come and gone.
The results are in.
I'm scheduled for a SECOND interview!
....almost there....
This is okay. Lexie and I are at peace regardless of how it turns out.
God is our hope and joy, not our circumstances.

Hi! Lexie here...Levi realized that I haven't written anything on here yet and handed me the laptop. So here is what happened today...

I worked at the library from 9am to 2pm. I am really enjoying my time there--it is much more lively than the switchboard, not to mention more interesting and stimulating. I am learning all sorts of new things...how to catalogue and shelve books, microfilm, journals, etc., all the different proceedures for the circulation desk, the reference desk, and the upstairs floors, checking in/out books and even selling coffee in the lobby. I really like my coworkers--they have been very friendly and patient in training me these past few days. This Thursday is going to be my first day on my own--I will be working all three positions during my shift by myself, as well as closing for my first time and probably taking a shelving test so that I can reshelve the books. I'm pretty excited to put all the tons of new knowledge I've accumulated in these past few rather short days to the test.

After I got off of work, I went back to the apartment and had a snack with Levi before he headed off to his interview at Chick-fil-a. While he was gone I straightened up the pantry, took out the trash, cleaned the microwave and a few other things, and then tried to go get my Southeastern spouse/dependent ID card. I've been trying to get that silly thing for months now, ever since I got married to Levi in October, but there has always been some problem or other. The machine has been broken for months, plus, they haven't put my information into the computer yet (it is sitting in a stack of "to be done" forms). Oh well. I would just like to get it and be done...mostly because it is essentially the last thing I need to change/do since my status has changed from single to married and my name from Yanzer to Linville.

Well, Levi came back from Chick-fil-a with a smile and a chocolate milkshake which we promptly shared while deciding on what to do this evening. We decided that a game of pool in the Ledford Center and going out to see "Bedtime Stories" would be a good date night/celebration in light of my new library job, Levi's potential Chick-fil-a job, and the fact that it was before 6pm so we could go to a matinee...which is a bit cheaper than regular tickets, thats for sure!

"Bedtime Stories" was pretty good--mostly clean and cute, although I would have to say that the storyline was a little fuzzy and morphous in my opinion. It kinda poked fun at people who are so super crazy into health/environment/organic/etc. that they don't really enjoy simple things like hamburgers and s'mores, which was an interesting direction for the movie to take, considering how politically incorrect that is nowadays. It was also pretty clever in how it tied all the stories and characters together, blending fiction with reality. I was a little confused about the moral of the story...it was more implied than outrightly stated. I suppose that is sorta a good thing, in a way (I don't like movies that insult my intelligence either and have to explain every tiny little thing--haha, they just can't win I guess)...it just seemed a little unclear to me as to why he acted the way he acted. It would have been nice to have a little more insight into what he was thinking. He seemed pretty selfish to me...but, hey, its a movie. Not a depiction of what we are supposed to be like. Anyway....moving on....

After the movie, Levi and I drove back to campus and attempted to play pool. I say attempted, because the Ledford Center was closed to students due to some fancy dinner shindig. So we came back to the apartment and did our devotions instead...a much much better and more meaningful thing to do anyway.

God speaks. His Word is alive. Tonight, I was simply awestruck by His majesty, His power, His grace, His justice, His gentleness, His love. Levi and I worshipped and wept together as we prayed and praised Him tonight...we read through Psalm 11 where David is comforted by the Lord, in the fact that God tests His children in order to strengthen them in righteousness while on the other hand destroying the wicked and the oppressors.

In Genesis 12, Abraham exibits amazing faith in God, leaving everything he knows behind and traveling to a new land with nothing but the promise of a hope and a future. Yet, even such faith can be attacked by Satan and earthly fear, for in the following verses, Abraham lies to the Pharoh and leads him to believe that Sarai his wife is his sister, causing all sorts of problems. But God is still with Abraham and leads him away, showing God's faithfulness to His promises, even when we fail.

In 1 Chronicles 12, David is provided with everything he needs to become king...although, not for his personal glory, but for God's glory, so that God's promises will come to pass. As Levi mentioned to me earlier, David was just David. He was nothing without God--and so, how much more are we nothing without God? I, for one, certainly do not feel worthy of even considering myself to be on the same level as David spiritually, who was, even though a man after God's own heart, still a man.

Lastly, in Luke, we read about the centurion who had so much faith in Jesus, that he did not even ask the Lord to come physically to heal his servant...he believed that Jesus had the power to simply speak or will it to happen and it would happen. We also read about the woman who was a sinner, yet who was so repentant and broken that she came to Jesus in humbleness and faith and washed His feet with her tears, dried them with her hair, and anointed Him with costly perfume. Jesus told her that her faith had pardoned her and that she was forgiven. It was comforting to read how Jesus truly came to save the lost and the "sick" (spiritually), not the righteous and the "healthy". The "righteous/clean" Pharisee that Jesus was eating with had not even provided Jesus with water to wash his feet, nor a kiss of greeting (both very polite and customary things to do), but this woman--unclean, a sinner, a prostitute--because she loved Jesus so much and saw her sin and turned from it, He forgave her sins and made her cleaner than the Pharisee could ever be without Christ. Praise God, that He washes our sins away! May we always be humble and contrite, never prideful or self-righteous...our righteousness comes only through our Savior. Without Him, we are nothing.