Author: made4eternity

Day 70

Well, faithful reader, the battle is almost over. I’ve taken 3 finals, leaving a single one still hovering overhead like a cloud threatening to rain on this march toward the finish line.

I’ve learned one thing thus far this week – no matter how long or how hard you study for your neuromuscular disorders cumulative exam, if you fail to study the right thing, you will inevitably turn to a page on the test and find yourself face to face with 9 or so questions about your external innercostals and your diaphragm and your thoracic vertebrae and which aspect of respiration will be affected based on this or that level of injury to the spinal cord. Also inevitably, these are questions for which you have no clue what the answer might be. And suddenly, your best “educated guess” begins to resemble a sophisticated version of “eeeny-meenie-minie-moe”.

Yep, that’s pretty much what I’ve learned. But the haze is clearing, there’s light at the end of the tunnel.

So, onward.

Matthew 11:28-30 Come unto me, all you that labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. ²⁹ Take my yoke upon you, and learn of me; for I am meek and lowly in heart: and you shall find rest unto your souls. ³⁰ For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.

I shared this verse a while ago, but it fits me this week. The Lord’s rest is so perfect, so completely suited to our needs, felt and unfelt.

Day 71

Sometime between yesterday and today, we hit the halfway point in the countdown. It’s not exact because I started this blog on an odd number. So actually, we are over halfway there – hooray!

Also, by approximately 7 PM tonight, I’ll be halfway done with finals – double hooray!

And the white blossoms up top are what those snow-covered trees of 11 April look like now. They are the essence of newness and sweet scents. I just love spring.

Onward.

1 Peter 5:6-7 Therefore humble yourselves under the mighty hand of God, that He may exalt you at the proper time, casting all your anxiety on Him, because He cares for you.

Day 72

“There is no such thing on earth as an uninteresting subject; the only thing that can exist is an uninterested person.” – G.K. Chesterson

And with that quote that Em sent me, I’m off to continue to study a very interesting subject; in essence, motor speech disorders.

Psalm 55:22 “Cast your burden upon the LORD and he will sustain you; he will never allow the righteous to be shaken.”

Day 73

Since my life these days seems to revolve around the joys of neuroscience, I can’t think of anything else to write about.  So here are some little tidbits for my readers:

You have 12 cranial nerves, which are apparently very crucial. Without them, you wouldn’t be able to see, smell, hear, taste, chew, swallow, sneeze, gag, smile, etc, etc, etc. Important functions, no?

3 of these nerves have a main function of controlling eye movements.

3 nerves are involved in taste – one takes care of the front 2/3 of the tongue, one the back 1/3, and one the throat. Yes, your throat can taste. (If you’ve ever swallowed a chloroquine pill the wrong way, you KNOW your throat can taste).

There ya go. And here I go to try to ingrain these facts into my brain. But before I do, I’m needing this right now:

Isaiah 40:28-31 “Do you not know? Have you not heard? The Everlasting God, the LORD, the Creator of the ends of the earth does not become weary or tired. His understanding is inscrutable. ²⁹ He gives strength to the weary, And to him who lacks might He increases power. ³⁰ Though youths grow weary and tired, And vigorous young men stumble badly, ³¹ Yet those who wait for the LORD will gain new strength; They will mount up with wings like eagles, They will run and not get tired, They will walk and not become weary.”

Day 74

Colossians 3:23-24 “Whatever you do, work heartily, as for the Lord and not for men . . .You are serving the Lord Christ.”

This is my theme verse for finals week. Even my studying should be to God’s glory.

Day 75

1 cent. That’s all it is, so I guess a lot of people don’t see the point of bending over and risking scraping your fingernails on the concrete for 1/100 of a dollar. For some reason, though, I do. I collect the pennies that have fallen through the cracks on the sidewalk, on the floor next to the checkout at Jimmy John’s, in the crosswalk at the corner of 16th and Wisconsin (though I won’t be risking my life if the “Don’t Walk” sign is flashing and I can’t get the penny on the first swipe).

I remember finding pennies when I was little and what great treasures they were. “Look, look! I found a penny!” Now I pick them up more out of habit – and because I can’t stand to see money, no matter how small the denomination, just lying on the ground. I have quite the collection back at my apartment – maybe someday I’ll take it to the bank.

But for right now, I’m content with just picking up the pennies.

Onward.

Life’s not fair, that’s true. We all know it. But do you really want fair? Do you really want what you deserve? The Bible says we as sinners deserve to go to hell. That’s what’s fair.

When the age of grace we are living in has ended and God judges this sinful world, it will be completely fair. It will be completely just, it will be completely righteous. It will be what sinners deserve.

Revelation 16:5-7 And I heard the angel of the waters saying, “Righteous are You, who are and who were, O Holy One, because You judged these things; ⁶ for they poured out the blood of saints and prophets, and You have given them blood to drink. They deserve it.” ⁷ And I heard the altar saying, “Yes, O Lord God, the Almighty, true and righteous are Your judgments.”

Indeed, this life we live right now is not fair. Thank God.

Day 76

Today’s “Non Sequitur” cartoon:

Onward.

Colossians 2:13 “And you, being dead in your trespasses and the uncircumcision of your flesh, He has made alive together with Him, having forgiven you all trespasses, having canceled out the certificate of debt consisting of decrees against us, which was hostile to us; and He has taken it out of the way, having nailed it to the cross.”

Thanks, Ian, for sharing this verse last night. I am amazed by the certainty and finality of the verses – I was dead, now I am alive with Christ. My sins are forgiven, my debt is canceled, nailed to the cross.

It’s wonderful to walk through life relaxed, resting in such wonderful absolutes. There’s tremendous assurance in these truths.

Day 77

Last night as I was walking home from class, I passed a couple of the MU basketball stars on the sidewalk. These are the guys, who barring major injury or disaster, will make it to the NBA someday (and for one of them, possibly this fall). They may become stars there, too, or at the very least, solid players. Here at Marquette, they are the celebrities – people want to be near them, to know them, to be known by them.

It’s kind of weird (or not-so-weird), but I felt this fleeting need to talk to them, shake their hands, maybe ask for an autograph. After all, these are Important People, so if I’ve talked to them, I must be important by association. I can drop names, tell people I met so-and-so. My friends may be impressed. We are impressed by those to whom we assign this artificial importance – whole industries have cropped up to broadcast the minutae of the lives of celebrities. Indeed, they must be Important People.

However as I continued home in the twilight, I had to do some mental rearrangements, mainly dealing with that prickly sneak-up-on-you issue of idolatry.

I’m not denying that many people are very gifted – they may be athletic, beautiful, intelligent, charismatic, or amazing actors or musicians. It’s not wrong to appreciate and enjoy the talents of others. I do it every time I watch a baseball game or listen to the 5 Browns. Yet in reality, these people are not any better or any more important than I – an ordinary girl living an ordinary life – am. 

They are sinners in need of a Savior just as much as I am. Christ died for their sins, just as he died for mine. When they stand before God, it won’t matter how brilliantly they played the violin or portrayed a character in a movie or how many NBA championship rings they earned. Just as it is with me, all that will matter is who they trusted for eternal life – their works, or the One who finished the work.

And the fact that they were Important People here on earth will just go up in smoke.

Day 78

I find it irritating when the weather website posts the forecast of “100% chance of rain”. That’s not a chance! That’s a definite! If you want to put chance into the equation, make it a 99%  chance of rain. Hey, you can even make it a 99.999999999 % chance of rain. That means there’s still a .000000001% chance it won’t rain.

Just don’t talk about certainty and chance all at the same time. Please. It’s oxymoronic. Instead of this “100% chance” stuff, a simple “It’s absolutely-positively-no-doubt-about-it going to rain today” will do.

Reminds me of what the Lord promised me when I trusted Christ alone for my salvation: “You absolutely-positively-no-doubt-about-it have eternal life.”

John 10: 28-29 “I give unto them eternal life; and they shall never perish, neither shall any man pluck them out of my hand. My Father, which gave them me, is greater than all; and no man is able to pluck them out of my Father’s hand. ”

John 5:24 “Truly, truly, I say to you, whoever hears my word and believes him who sent me has eternal life. He does not come into judgment, but has passed from death to life.”

Eternal security – there’s no chance in that!

Day 79

My little . . .ahem, my younger . . . brother made varsity rugby. He’s a sophomore and was expecting JV, so of course he’s absolutely thrilled. I’m just trying to reconcile in my mind the image of him three years ago as a junior higher with this new idea.

A while ago when we talked on the phone, he mentioned that he was looking forward to playing one-on-one basketball with me this summer. I beat him the last time we played . . .  four years ago . . . when I was still several inches taller than him . . . when I could actually block his shots. . .

So yeah. Now I think I’m going to get seriously shmushed. By my varsity rugby player younger brother.

Congratulations Noah! Go Buffs!

Onward.

Day 80

Say you were born with a 30% unilateral (one-sided) hearing loss  . . . would it really be a loss if you never had it to begin with? Or is the term “loss” used in relation to the hearing acuity of normal persons? Would a better term be “hearing deficit”?

Such are the deep philosophical questions that haunt the speech path graduate student nearing the end of the semester.

Onward.

“God never made a promise that was too good to be true.” -D.L. Moody 

We live in a time where incredulity reigns and “there’s no such thing as a free lunch”. So when one hears that God has promised a salvation that is entirely free to anyone who trusts in Jesus Christ’s death in their place and his resurrection, it sounds way too good to be true.

But all God’s promises are true, as true as himself. Jesus, who is God,  proclaimed that he is The Truth. You can’t get any truer than that, so why not trust this wonderfully good, but not-too-good-to-be true promise today?

Day 81 

As someone who is very interested in the speech/vocal apparatuses (apparati?), imagine my surprise when I discovered that giraffes don’t have vocal cords. Well, at least they won’t be getting vocal nodules. Or polyps. Or contact ulcers.

See what you can learn from drinking Snapple?

(Also, goldfish have a 3 second attention span. And here I thought my 4 year old clients had concentration issues . . .) 

Onward.

Psalm 136:23 “Who remembered us in our low estate, For His lovingkindness is everlasting.”

This morning I read Psalm 136, and this verse jumped out at me. The psalmist is referring to Israel, but the principle still applies: who among us is not one of “low estate”? Yet the everlasting, ever-loving One has remembered us.

Thank you, Lord.

Day 82

1. A baby falling asleep in your arms

2. A bowl of chocolate mousse

3. Rain on a tin roof

4. The smell of fresh-cut grass

5. Laughing on the phone with a friend

6. Walking out of your last final

7. Goofy Hallmark cards

8. Going grocery shopping with coupons

9. Extra innings (but only if your team comes out on top)

10. Cardboard sledding on a grassy hill

11. Fixing a tough paper jam

12. Sleeping in when you are really tired

Anything you want to add?

Onward.

Spiritual Vitamins for Believers, Part Last:

1. I will have power over the nations (Rev. 2:26; 5:10).
2. I will not have my name blotted out of the book of life (Rev. 3:5).
3. I will be a pillar in God’s temple (Rev. 3:12).
4. I will sit with Christ in His throne (Rev. 3:21).
5. I will be with my God forever (Rev. 21:3-4).

Day 83

As a public service, here are some very useful phrases in case you ever get lost out on the savannahs in East Africa:

Tutakutafuta.

We will be looking for you.

Sitaki samaki.

I don’t want fish.

Unataka kupigwa?

Do you want to be beaten?

So  . . . maybe not so useful. But still, they’re fun to say, and in case you haven’t noticed, I’m all about fun-to-say words.

Next time on “Katie’s Language Lessons”: Igpay Atinlay orfay Ummiesday.

Onward:

Spritual Vitamins for Believers, Part 21:

1. Satan cannot touch me (1 John 5:18).
2. I have a living hope (1 Pet. 1:3).
3. I have a glorious future (Rom. 8:18; 2 Thess. 2:14).
4. I have been given eternal encouragement and good hope through grace (2 Thess. 2:16).
5. I will be preserved unto His heavenly kingdom (2 Tim. 4:18).
6. I am receiving a kingdom which cannot be moved (Heb. 12:28).
7. I have a place reserved in heaven for me (John 14:2,3; 1 Pet. 1:4).
8. I will eat of the tree of life (Rev. 2:7).
9. I will not be hurt of the second death (Rev. 2:11; 20:6).
10. I will have a new name (Rev. 2:17; 3:12).

Day 84

As my former roommate so dramatically stated above, yes, I was. Like the cartoon below, it seemed like a good idea at the time . . .

It was all part of a “Survivor-like” team contest in which one of the elements included each of the two teams duct-taping a member (me) of the group to a side of and old beat up car. Whoever fell off first lost that round. 

Unfortunately, Bible college students tend not to be the greatest at the whole physics thing. They decided to attach the strips of duct tape on to a horizontal surface (i.e. the roof), rather than vertical surfaces (i.e. the sides of the car) ensuring that neither one of us on either side would be able to fall off at all. This would not have been problematic if it had been, say, mid-June. But it was not. It was April. And April in Chicago can get downright chilly. And they forgot to tape my head up, so . . .

I was like that for an hour and twenty minutes. I think they figured they should call off the idea and just give both sides the points when I started turning gray, became incoherent and was shivering uncontrollably. I’ve never been so cold in my life, which makes sense considering the Chicago wind, the metal car, and my inability to, you know, move and circulate blood.

I still don’t think my roommate has forgiven me for going through with the whole ridiculous fiasco. As she said, “Where were all the grown-ups?”

A sad side note to this story is that the young man in the picture, Clark, died tragically a couple years later. When I heard about his death, I immediately went and found the photo. I hardly knew Clark, but somehow looking at this goofy picture was comforting to me after the shock of the news.

Onward.

Spiritual Vitamins for Believers, Part 20:

1. I am kept by the power of God (1 Pet. 1:5).
2. I am preserved in Jesus Christ (Jude 1).
3. I am kept from falling (Jude 24).
4. I have a building of God eternal in the heavens (2 Cor. 5:1).
5. My name is forever written in heaven (Luke 10:20).
6. I am more than a conqueror, even a super-conqueror (Rom. 8:37).
7. I have victory through Christ (1 Cor. 15:57).
8. I have overcome the world (1 John 5:4-5).
9. I always triumph in Christ (2 Cor. 2:14).
10. I am indwelt by the victorious Christ who is greater than Satan (1 John 4:4).

Day 85

It’s his birthday today, so it’s a rather opportune time to share some things I love about my father:

He is a good husband. After 30+ years of marriage, he still loves and cherishes my mom, brings her flowers, kisses her in front of us kids, cares for her. I’ll be so blessed if the Lord ever provides me a guy like my dad.

He’s a good father. Today as a gift, my mom gave him a mug  which had on it the dates of his six hikes up Mt. Kenya over the past 15 years, one trip with each of us kids. And it’s not just those big momentous events that are special . I remember the time when I lost a little pursein Heathrow Airport in London. It was a gift from him and I was devastated. He sat down in the terminal and cried with me. . . that’s just my daddy.

He’s a good example. How many times did I stumble bleary-eyed out into the dining room early early in the morning only to find my dad, Bible open, having his quiet time with the Lord? That image sticks with me . . . and it’s a good one to remember.

Some things that remind me of my dad:

Coffee brewing in the morning. Phillies games on the radio on hot summer nights. Rush Limbaugh on the radio on sun splattered afternoons as Dad drove us home from the bus stop in PA. Hall’s cough drops. Toothpicks. Tabasco sauce. Weetabix cereal . . . with little green bananas. “Java Jive” by Manhattan Transfer. Dave Brubeck. “Rhapsody in Blue”. Running. His quote, “Love the pain, thrive on the agony. H-O-R-S-E (although we call that basketball game Z-E-B-R-A where we live) and Around the World. The King’s Stilts by Dr. Seuss.

Happy Birthday, Dad. I love you.

Day 86

I found myself getting irritated this morning when a webpage took longer to load than the usual  .59 seconds. Good grief, the internet is slow today.

Long pause. Fingers drumming. Hit refresh a couple times. More drumming.

Ah, but wait a second, self. Was it not a mere decade and a half ago ago that the only mode of communication available to you between continents was an unreliable crank phone and those flimsy blue aerograms? Were you not thrilled when email arrived and you could send messages to America that would get there in mere hours? Don’t you recall the joys of dial-up, where a page could take 3 minutes to load? Have you forgotten the wonderful technological age you live in now, in which you can instant message to Kenya and call home whenever you want with a good deal of assurance that you’ll actually get through?

Oh, yeah. I forgot . . . guess I’m just a spoiled brat. Thanks for the reminder.

Onward.

Spiritual Vitamins for Believers, Part 19:

1. All things are for my sake (2 Cor. 4:15).
2. My God is for me (Rom. 8:31).
3. My every need is supplied (Phil. 4:19).
4. I am a laborer together with Christ (1 Cor. 3:9; 2 Cor. 6:1).
5. I am His workmanship (Eph. 2:10).
6. God works in me (Phil. 2:13; Heb. 13:21).
7. God’s Word works in me (1 Thess. 2:13).
8. I am sealed by God (2 Cor. 1:22; Eph. 1:13).
9. I am on the Rock, Christ Jesus (Matt. 16:18; 1 Cor. 3:11).
10. I am established securely in Christ (2 Cor. 1:21; 2 Thess. 3:3).

Day 87

Sometime in 1988, a seven year old girl wrapped herself in the drapes in the family room of her home in Stroudsburg, PA, and secretly whispered a prayer to God for a little sister.

Why I wrapped myself in the drapes, I don’t know – maybe it felt safe and hidden. What I do know is that at that time, unbeknownst to me, the God who hears had already answered my prayer. A baby was on the way. The morning our parents told my two brothers and I about the impending arrival of “Babykins” (our family’s name for our unborn little ones – it comes from a Richard Scaary book), we went downstairs and set the table for six, much to Dad and Mom’s amusement.

Saturday, 22 April 1989 was a spring day not unlike today – warm and sunny. And that day, after months of waiting, Emily June made her appearance into the world. I ran around the house with a sense of elation that I’ve rarely felt since. I finally had a sister!

Today, my little sister turns eighteen. “Little” no longer, of course – she’s 4 inches taller than me, but still. I guess she’ll always be my little sister.

Today she is a beautiful, intelligent, kind young woman with a knack for caring for kids, strong academic and leadership records, a talent for drama, high school graduation in a couple of months, and college on the horizon. Where’d those eighteen years go?

Today I remember the sweetness of years gone by, of sisterhood, of sticking together as “the girls” with our four brothers. I remember the typical sisterly friction, the inside jokes, the giggling, the games. I remember our relationship growing as she grew older, so that now we are close friends who share a love for the Lord, a sense of humor, and similar tastes in books and music. We mainly communicate through email and instant messenger. Oh, and Facebook, of course.

Today I miss you, Em. I wish I could give you a hug, kiddo. But shouting HAPPY EIGHTEENTH BIRTHDAY across the wide world web will have to do until 87 days from now.

Nakupenda, dada yangu. Sana.

Day 88

Last night as I walked out of the library into the (relatively) quiet night, I was feeling a little melancholy. The Phillies were one out away from winning 1-0 vs. the Reds, but then blew it, losing 2-1 in 10 innings. It’s just a game, yeah. I’m over it now, but last night I was a little down.

I think the Phillies game was just the last straw -indeed, it is a straw – in a sad week. The images of Virginia Tech, the flags at half mast, the picture in the newspaper of a weeping widow meeting her Army husband’s casket at the airport, the incident at NASA. These all served as reminders to me of the tragedy that so often shapes and overwhelms our lives.

So, I was gloomy as I walked out into the cool evening. The sky was black. And then I saw it – the moon.

It’s strange, but if you think about it, when you ask someone to draw a moon, they never draw a full moon, or a 3/4. It’s always the fingernail, or the “crescent” if you will. It’s my favorite moon. True, a full moon can be stunningly beautiful as it rises, appearing to change both color and size during it’s upward trek. But when I see the bright white crescent suspended in that inky black, it seems to say to me, “Yes, this is what the moon should look like. Enjoy.”

And I do. And I did last night. As I stared up at that fingernail moon, I was reminded of God, the great sovereign Creator, who sees what’s going on down here and who cares deeply. He created the universe, but he didn’t leave us and go off elsewhere for a few millenia. He is still in complete control. Knowing that and making a choice to believe that brought great comfort to my soul.

Day 89

This is my 55th post since beginning this blog nearly 2 months and the search engines have really started to catch on. It’s fun to see what people are looking up when they are referred to my site. Some are searching for song lyrics, others for passages of Scripture. Today I got two hits from someone(s) looking for “crosswords” – a result from yesterday’s writing. 

But the overwhelming majority of referrals are for my posts on the Abraham Lincoln Office quote, “If you are racist, I will attack you with the North,” and the carnivorous cow from India. If you are one of these people looking for offbeat news and weird quotes, thanks for visiting.

Stick around, check out a few other posts (especially the “Good News” tab up top). You might have come here looking for a laugh, but you could leave having found something of eternal value.

Onward.

Spiritual Vitamins for Believers, Part 18:

1. I am guarded by His peace (Phil. 4:7).
2. I am freely given truth and knowledge by the Spirit (1 Cor. 2:12).
3. I am not distressed (2 Cor. 4:8).
4. I am not in despair (2 Cor. 4:8).
5. I am not forsaken (2 Cor. 4:9).
6. I am not in darkness (1 Thess. 5:4).
7. God is my Sufficiency (2 Cor. 3:5).
8. God is my Strength (2 Cor. 12:9-10; Phil. 4:13).
9. God is my Helper (Heb. 13:6).
10. I belong to a Sovereign God who works all things together for my good (Rom. 8:28).