10.07.2006

leaving the waterpot behind

"Give Me a drink."

"How is it that You, being a Jew, ask me for a drink since I am a Samaritan woman?"

"If you knew the gift of God, and who it is who says to you, 'Give Me a drink,' you would have asked Him, and He would have given you living water."

"Sir, You have nothing to draw with and the well is deep; where then do You get that living water? You are not greater than our father Jacob, are You, who gave us the well, and drank of it himself and his sons and his cattle?"

"Everyone who drinks of this water will thirst again; but whoever drinks of the water that I will give him shall never thirst; but the water that I will give him will become in him a well of water springing up to eternal life."

"Sir, give me this water, so I will not be thirsty nor come all the way here to draw."

. . .

"Sir, I perceive that You are a prophet . . . I know that Messiah is coming (He who is called Christ); when that One comes, He will declare all things to us."

"I who speak to you am He."


so the woman left her waterpot . . .

and went to tell others about Him.

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she met Jesus.

he changed her.
she forgot about her old priorities.
she embraced her new purpose.

feedback required.

i'm contemplating going digital.

currently i exist solely in the old-school world of film cameras.

so i'm asking you, the readers, for some help.

question 1: should i, in fact, latch on to the digital realm?
question 2: if you answered question 1 in the affirmative, what type of camera do you recommend?

"sweet dreams" -OR-
"to avoid the wrath of linnea"

last night i was in an episode of LOST.

in my dreams, of course.

you think it's confusing and mind-blowing to watch the show, try being in an episode. it was like 10x as crazy.

the nice part was, at the end of the dream i got proposed to -

by a guy that was a cross between jack and chris tomlin.
that's never happened to me in a dream before.
it was dang exciting.

i said yes. :-)

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dreams truly facinate me. i think if i had more time, i'd like to study them more.

i'm one of those people who always remembers their dreams. at least one a night. often more than that. in vivid detail. and while often this is both interesting and often amusing, there's also something a bit un-nerving about dreaming.

in college i had a period of about 2-3 weeks where i had very real, very scary dreams every night - so much so that i didn't want to go to sleep at night. nothing puts you on your knees quicker.

dreaming is the one place where any sense of control that i think i have disappears. your dreams just happen. the people appear (sometimes from so far back in your life that you didn't even know you remembered that person), the places become almost real, the events take place as they like (whether they make sense or not). it is the one place where i realize that i am completely at the mercy of God.

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"when we are on our knees we know it is not we who control the world; it is not in our power, therefore, to supply our needs by our own independent efforts . . . in effect, therefore, what we do every time we pray is to confess our own impotence and God's sovereignty."
--j.i. packer, evangelism and the sovereignty of God