Chill. True. Sweet.

“I won’t find what I am looking for
If I only “see” by keeping score
‘Cuz I know now You are so much more than arithmetic.

‘Cuz if I add, if I subtract
If I give it all, try to take some back
I’ve forgotten the freedom that comes from the fact
That You are the sum,
So You are the one
I want.”

Live life like a thankYou!

Keep Smyling

-MAC <>< = )

Promise of Summer…

March 24, 2010

A’ight… so…

Jackopierce… Pretty chill. -like fly… like uber-rad!

mannnnn… *shakes head* what a song…

Sleep well, all ya’ll… T.T.Y.S. (Yeah, you gotta say each one out in letter format.)

wow… I need to sleep… work’s tomorrow… and there’s a road full of snow for me to brave out there!

G’night, kids!

-MAC <>< = )


Trust God.

Ahh, to be a cat, ‘eh?

February 26, 2010

So I lay here, typing…

laptop laying ontop of a lazy, sleeping cat.

He barely stirs.

Train is singing “Hey Soul Sister” softly through my earphones.

My arms are cold… they’re outside the covers.

I can’t believe this cat.  The computer’s ONTOP of him, and he just lays there, head all turned sideways, sleeeeeping away.

I’ve got a lot to do tomorrow.

When you wake up to a dream and life feels like you’re falling… and for a little bit, you’re not sure if you’re on a roller coaster, where the track will lead you back up another slope, or if you’re just free-falling, or if you’ve got some unknown parachute, or if you’re just making the whole thing up. 

that’s it at the moment.

Inside… not out… outside everything’s chill… no noteable bumps… just rambling on a’livin…

this happens, that happens… mostly to other people… very little happens to me.

I guess I’m partly to blame for that… More often than not, I don’t let things happen to me, if I can help it.

my eyes are tired… This is another Australia night…

I wish I had friends in Australia…

I wish I were in Australia…

Not that I don’t like it here (Which isn’t always the case.) but tonight, I’m just wishing for a new kind of chill…

I realized tonight, that when I don’t watch movies, hear radio shows, or hang out with people who have accents… It gets really hard to imitate them.  I tried tonight, and failed pretty badly.

Do you have those friends that you feel like you should talk to but, for some reason, it seems like they’ve placed you out of their league?  like, not necessarily above or below, just in an “other” category, that would make any conversation just strange?

There’s an advertisement for that new Alice in Wonderland movie on the side of my browser for my facebook page, so I’ve got a very strangely make-up-ed face of Johnny Depp staring at me from beneath a mad hatter’s hat.

Sometimes I get dizzy.  Thinking about things… I chase thoughts around in circles, trying to convince them to sit still… like a baby-sitter. lol

Have you ever gotten the urge to live in a place where there’s zero gravity?  Like just let that thing float there, let this thing tumble away through the air, don’t worry about pillows when you sleep… set the book out there a ways and just read the page, until you need to turn it.

I told my friend today that I’m “A weird kind of lonely.” and it’s true.

Well, I’ve lived enough nights to know that they all, eventually, turn into mornings… sometimes I watch the transitition… but tonight should not be one such night…

Peace, love, and barbecue sauce…

-MAC <>< = )


Keep Smyling…


My cat poked his head around my laptop and caught a glimpse of my mouse darting back and forth across the screen…. his head following in nigh-perfect unison, amuses me.  And now he flops back, limbs limp, mind content… ahh, to be a cat, ‘eh?

Goodnight, ya’ll!

Yes tah dayee…

Was Friday.  Friday I work. Friday I also go a’Bible-studying.

It’s always hard to decide which study to go to.

The more conservatively minded, smaller study… or the bigger, younger, more liberally minded study?

Last night I did both.  (The young-er’s stay up lat-er. =)

From the smaller, older:

Isaiah 63:6-7 (The contrast here is interesting.)

… Jeremiah 6:10-27 (“I am full of the furry of the Lord…”)

Ephesians 4.

and from the younger, later:

Genesis 6… and Jude. (Nephalim? Canonization?)

Crazy Love, by Francis Chan… anybody read it? 


My sister and I stayed there and talked with everyone till 3:00 or so… =)

-Gave away some Nuggets tickets…
(My sister WON them… in a contest she didn’t even want to enter!)

-I locked a guy in the closet, and he SHOWED UP in another room!??? -plain-weirdness.

-Got to discuss Plato’s “cave analogy” yet again!  (What about colors?  What about levels?  what about relevance?)

-Pondered the word “Dramatic”.  (Does bursting out with an unintelligible scream when you remember that you’ve only 2 weeks of school left before graduation, count as “dramatic? =)

-Shared the news of a HUGE Fireball meteor!  The light of which my brother, my roommate, and I saw as if’t’were a momentary sunrise in the WEST!  a few nights back.  It was pretty cool. =) 

-Quoted some of “Inaudible Melodies” by Jack Johnson… (Goooooood music… *sigh*.)

-Thought about John Piper (Books, podcasts… due to my friend Chris’s mention of an audio book version of “Desiring God”.)


…my parents’ house, I slept on half of my brother’s couch… for a few hours, before two of my friends, “Elder” Call, and “Elder” Johnson showed up at the door this morning.  asking to talk to me… (I don’t even LIVE here! lol)

Anyway, I talked to them for a while… encouraged them to read Philippians, and Luke… and promised to read “Alma” 36, and 42 and “Moroni” 10 something… (which I did once they left.) 

I was soooo tired…

They are “nice” people… the first time I talked with them… Jesus broke my heart for them, and showed me how much He wanted them to know His truth from their lies… so this week they came again… and I learned from my last encounter, and encouraged them to seriously read the Bible and seek God. (The last time I kind of left it at, “Yeah, I guess if The Book of Mormon is a lie then God would show you if you asked Him.”)

I’m thinking of asking them if I can tag along with them next week… (I was their first stop this morning. =)

(They’ve never heard of Ravi Zacharias, EVEN THOUGH he talked at their Big Tabernacle place a while back. *shrug*)

It’s my mom’s birthday today! =)  She’s insane!  in a good way, mostly. =)P

I’ve no idea how she’s put up with all six of us crazy kids for so long.  But I’m glad she has. =)

We ate brownies with ice-cream, and played Taboo… my team won by 1 POINT! =)  (Not without a few disputes regarding “Jen” versus “Gin” and whether saying “Superhero” was allowed, when “Superman” was taboo.)

…and Chic-fil-a finished the night.  I yelled Bingo while we were ordering! not realizing that an ACTUAL game of bingo was going on. =( oops! lol!   I thought it was funny. 

Then I got to play legitimately, while we ate…

and… after several, suspenseful, close calls, I filled in a whole line… so… I jumped up and yelled “Bingo!” again, right? 

 I ran up to the table with my two hoodies half-on, and my stocking cap crooked, and my crumbled, ripped bingo sheet waving… only for the man to tell me that they were playing “Blackout Bingo.” 

My brother and I were debating -upon my “shameful/depressed” return- as to whether everyone in the place was staring at me because “No way did that dude BlackOut, after only that many numbers!” or “What on earth?  A craz-ed-ly joyful freak! with his jacket falling off, just beat us at Bingo!?” 

Anyway, we had a good time the rest of the night, with our “waiter” (Whom I know from various local church-ish happenings.) saying, “My pleasure.” in response to me saying, “I’m sorry.” -tee hee hee- AND THEN!  He didn’t say, “My pleasure” when I said thankyou for something else, later on! *gasp* That’s never happened to me before… EVERY employee at Chic-fil-a ALWAYS says “My pleasure” when someone says Thank you.  They just do.   But he didn’t!

I was… stunned, shockedsurprised, caught off guardconfused… But I recovered, as he walked away apparently completely oblivious to what he had just done.

There was a cow dancing around the whole time… Once, he purposefully got his hand caught in between the two doors while two young girls were watching. Motioning for help, he tried to get them to assist in freeing him… after several minutes the girls, as a team, freed the cow!  and learned, to some degree, a valuable lesson in good will, and being a servant to all. =) 

On the way home I was thinking about my Bingo defeat… and about how important it is to know what you’re shooting for. 

So many times I feel like people “miss the mark” partly because they’re shooting for another bull’s-eye.  (Like my Mormon friends.)

And I experienced, in a very tangible way, what it’s like to think you’ve accomplished the goal, only to find in the end that you were no where close. 

I don’t want that for young Mr. Call or Mr. Johnson.

I’m sitting here tonight, typing all this out… with a bunch of little things annoying me to pieces!  WHY?!

I’ve been thinking for the past two weeks, how important it is to tell God when I’m not doing what I know I should… when something’s distracting me from Him, when I feel like I can’t let something go.  *sigh*

My brother’s birthday is tomorrow. 

and I’m expected at church in the morning… (I should probably check with my friend about giving him a ride.)

My bigger sister is clicking to, and talking at, her cat!  (It’s stuff like that that sometimes gets to me!  And I can’t figure out why it sometimes does, and sometimes doesn’t.)

My biggest sister is listening to “Oh, My God” by Jars of Clay… I like that song… so much is packed into it!

I… should sleep… I’m sooo tired… five and a half hours of sleep wasn’t exactly what I’d planned.  (But, Thank You Jesus! for something eternally-directed to invest in as soon as I awoke! =)



Jars of Clay

and Chicken

and Moms

and the Love,  Grace, and Justice of God incarnate, Jesus Christ!

and meteors

and brothers

and praying

and Philippians

and Clementines

and Hawaiian Sweet Rolls

and… Rhyming.


And now I will leave you all… have a blessed, restful, thankful Sabbath!

Keep Smyling… Praying… Trusting…Doing…

In Christ,

-MAC <>< = )