Do you strive?

Stairs in the woods
Originally uploaded by sweet tea.

Have you ever been so impassioned by something that you threw every ounce of your being into it? Have you ever given all that you had to reach one goal?

Normally I don't follow sports especially since recently my opinion has lowered as athletes have shown quite a bit of unsportsmanlike attitudes. But things change when my siblings compete. In my family life stops when state wrestling starts.

Today I watched my brother put every ounce of strength into his match. Every muscle. Ever desire. Everything that was in him was striving toward his goal of beating his opponent. As he strived we shouted our encouragement. Our emotion rose as we fought the fight with him. He struggled. He fought. We shouted. We aggonized in his struggle.

Wrestling reminds me so much of life right now. Many things in my life have me tied in knots. Mostly sins and shortcomings. I struggle against them. I fight. But do I put everything into it? Do I reach for the strength that only God can provide? I do not strive every moment to live like Christ. What would our lives look like if we had completely and totally focused on Jesus and knowing Him? Do we hear the encouragement of those that have gone before? God has blessed me with a number of people who are, in their own ways, shouting encouragement and aggonizing in my struggles.

So today as I watch my brother again push himself to unbelievable lengths, my heart will reflect on my own goal. Strive. Nothing in this world has more value than Him.

"Not that I have already attained, or am already perfected; but I press on, that I may lay hold of that for which Christ Jesus has also laid hold of me." Philippians 3:14

My roomie

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Originally uploaded by sweet tea.

Meet Marissa. She is my best roomate. Marissa has taught me a lot about life and loving people and listening. I tend to be a talker, and this girl is teaching me to return the favor. We definately learn from each other.

We live above Lampost in an apartment with two guys, and I think that we keep each other sane. (Or we add to each other's insanity, I haven't decided which.) It's fun as we have learned to play together as well as work and live together. Marissa has been good for me. I love you, 'Riss!

Photo property of D. Kline.

Welcome to my place

Is it time to blog again? I don't know. I think I'm going to get this thing going and just do what I can to make it somewhat cool. Now is the time to tell everyone that I actually have a blog and maybe they should read it. If they want to waste a little time and read some stuff from me. So the idea, people, is that I want to stay in contact with you, but I don't have a ton of free time working at this place. Please comment and email and let me know what's happening in your life and don't be mad if I haven't emailed back in over a month. (JULES) Here goes nothing.

Welcome to my blog. The place where we see Sarah feebly attempt to put together a page of some kind. I will put more pictures on here. And no more excuses. I will try and keep it to something at least slightly interesting even if it is just photos of stuff around here. For those of you who live far away from me you will get a peak into my life here. So read on and check it out...

So I was told...

I was told by someone who shall remain nameless that I wasn't posting often enough. His initials are TD, but I don't think that his nickname is touchdown. Anyways, he told me that I needed to be posting more often, so in place of a super great post (which I have yet to write) I have added some fun stuff to my sidebar thanks to my boys. Have fun! Thanks, TD, for lighting a fire under me. I'll work harder on this thing since someone is reading it.

FIRE!!

fireman
Originally uploaded by sweet tea.

So there wasn't really a fire, but there was a fire-man's... uh... turn-outs here. (I guess fireman's suit isn't the correct termage.) Dylan, one of my co-workers, wore the turnouts for a skit. We figured that we had to get some good use out of them while we had them.