A moment of silence

http://www.taylor.edu/community/news/accident_04-26-06.htm
http://wthr.com/Global/story.asp?S=4825224

Yay for Scrabble!

Yay for Mr. Butts!

From The Writer's Almanac:

It's the birthday of the man who invented the game Scrabble, Alfred M. Butts, born in Poughkeepsie, New York (1899). He trademarked the game in 1949. For the first few years, only a few thousand copies of the game were sold, but in the 1950s the president of Macy's played the game on vacation and got hooked. He ordered more for his store, and Scrabble became a great success.

The game has been beloved by many writers, including the novelist Vladimir Nabokov, who had a special Russian version made for himself and his wife.

I love Scrabble. Earlier this week, I found this shirt on CafePress I thought was pretty cool. (While looking for it again, I found even more Scrabble apparel and a bumper sticker.) I had wanteed to make the table numbers at my wedding big Scrabble letters, but that was vetoed. Apparently it didn't really fit with the theme...

Time-wasting

This has been an odd week. First off, it flew. Maybe it was the daylight savings bit that threw me off, but probably not.

The other odd thing is that I've felt like I've wasted time all week. The last two evenings have been awful on the time-wasting end. I've done nothing. I did manage to do some cooking tonight. That was yummy. Tuesday, I also wasted time, but it felt better- I went to grocery shop in Muncie and ended up playing a few games of Scrabble with a couple friends and going to Starbucks with my fiance. It was delightful. I did get late-night grocery shopping in as well.

The third odd thing about this week is that I've exercised. What the heck? Tuesday I actually went to the Well and decided I'm very out of shape. Wednesday I walked to and from school and did yoga in the evening, and this morning I went on a bike ride. I don't know what's causing the sudden motivation for activity- perhaps because the sun has been shining and it feels like I should be outside, perhaps because when I was trying on bathing suits over spring break I felt lumpy. Whatever it is, I suppose it's good for me.

Who am I?

So last Thursday I was unable to blog because I was on spring break. I went to Daytona Beach with a mission trip from school. We handed out free hamburgers and hotdogs and talked to people about their faith and God. It was incredible. God used our team in amazing ways and made us one big family. It was great to see God use the small body of believers to reach others and spread His name.

But now I am back in Indiana and wondering what happened to the person I was down in Daytona. I have been struggling to figure out who I am and who God wants me to be. Being in social psychology, I have been learning about behaviors and attitudes and how they are related. What makes the person? Is it what I think or what I do?

There are two "persons" living in me: my earthly self and the one that has been saved and is striving to live for Christ. Who am I?

"Who am I? This or the other?
Am I one person today and tomorrow another?
Am I both at once? A hypocrite before others,
And before myself a contemptibly woebegone weakling?
Or is something within me still like a beaten army,
Fleeing in disorder from victory already achieved?
Who am I? They mock me, these lonely questions of mine.
Whoever I am, Thou knowest, O God, I am Thine!"
~Dietrich Bonhoeffer