Float.

Interesting.

I was at a friends house last night, and met this guy who does Gregorian chant every Sunday at church.  Not a really common activity for 20 somethings....or anyone for that matter.  In fact, I'm pretty sure the last time I even heard the word Gregorian was in a 7th grade World History class.  

Gregorian chant is performed in Latin, and it sounds all soft and monastic, but I guess it's kind of ironic because the translation of the two pieces he performed were about the manifestation of the Spirit of God upon the Earth, and the impending destruction of the enemies of God.  

The moral of this story is...

When you sing about people going to Hell in Latin; no one gets offended.

Because Latin is dead.

Biffiversary.

Before we parted our separate ways for the summer, Andrea and I decided to celebrate our four years of biffship (or best friendery) by indulging in a delicious fondue feast.

A friendship such as ours is worth celebrating.  

I don't have any siblings, so I've only observed familial dynamics between sisters, but I'm pretty sure the only thing standing in the way of the genuine sisterhood between Andrea and I, is our DNA.  Despite my absurd behavioral tendencies, she continues to tolerate my antics and just lets me do whatever I want.  I'm really blessed-   

It's fun having someone to do everything with, and to do nothing at all with.  

Fun Facts About Our Biffship

• We met on a white-water rafting excursion where Andrea almost lost her life (no joke).
• Andrea has saved me from a huge sweaty dude falling on top of me. 
• We are international travel partners.
• Andrea usually carries my luggage up/down flights of stairs because I can't do it myself (I pack way more than she does).
• We went hot air ballooning our senior year of high school.
• Hiked the narrows of Zion, where Andrea managed to through our roll of toilet paper down a crevasse.  
• I can imitate any of Andrea's 8 different laughs as well as her 3 coughs/sneezes.
• At age 16, we had originally decided to retire to Montana where we would open our own ladies gym or start a school bus company called, Sit Down, Shut Up, I'm Hungry, thus beginning our wardrobe conversion to strictly polyester button-ups and those pants with the elastic waistband.  
• We have since then forfeited the dream, and have set our sights on bigger and better things.

Dr. Andrea, I could dink around with you till kingdom come.  

I'm Baaaaack.

It's Over!!!

This semester is finally over, and now I don't know what to do with myself.  But that's ok!  Tomorrow I'm gonna clean my room!  Cool huh?

Yes!

Lessons in the Foolish Wisdom of our God: Whose Blood?

Being found with another's blood on your hands will make you a criminal.

The image is a metaphor of blame, grief, and guilt.

How much more then will the blood of Christ, who through the eternal Spirit offered Himself without blemish to God, cleanse your conscience from dead works to serve the living God?

Hebrews 9:14

When we are found, being covered by the blood of Christ, we have been pardoned.  It is not the blood that is significant, but to whom it belongs.  

After our blood is spilled, it will dry up and leave only stains. 

After Jesus' blood was spilled, it will wash His people and leave them redemption.

NoNoNoNoNoNoNo.

I don't want to be responsible anymore.

Can we please just blow off the rest of the semester?

That would be good for me.