trying something new?

30 March 2009

Day 54

DAY 50: Gao Zhisheng Held Hostage

Gao ZhishengChristian human rights attorney Gao Zhisheng, has now been missing 50 days, and there is increasing concern for his life. He was last seen being hauled away from his home by more than a dozen police officers on February 4. Reports from inside China indicate he is undergoing brutal torture.

The situation is critical, and with each day that passes, Gao Zhisheng's life hangs in the balance.

Because of Gao's work defending house church Christians and others persecuted in China, the Chinese government wants to silence his voice. ChinaAid president, Bob Fu calls Gao's torture "the most severe persecution in China's modern history." Gao's wife and two children, who have also been abused and tormented by the police, escaped to the U.S. less than two weeks ago. His family is afraid that authorities, furious at their escape, are taking revenge on Gao.

ChinaAid and The Voice of the Martyrs, together with Gao Zhisheng's wife and children, call on all Christians and those who value human dignity and justice to speak out on Gao Zhisheng's behalf by signing a petition to free Gao.

» Sign the petition at

>>>>> you can also email Chinese government officials, read more about Gao Zhisheng, send donations etc. by clicking on the hyperlink ^^ 

27 March 2009

O! she doth teach the torches to burn bright!

And everything around her is a silver pool of light

The people who surround her feel the benefit of it

19 March 2009


in other news, i'm working @ Subway.

16 March 2009

you are a rebelutionary

So next time you are irritated, remember that this is a test from the Lord. Remember that God could take away the irritation in an instant if He knew it would be best for you. And remember that you are a rebelutionary—being trained by God for the important, world-changing assignments He has prepared for you. The training may be tough; it requires endurance, humility, and lots of patience—but the fruit is eternal.
[grace mally]

11 March 2009

enjoy the tastiest green

which has absolutely nothing to do with this post.  but i hate titles and so they rarely have anything to do with...well, anything anyway Max once said, "LET THE WLD RUPUS BEGIN!"  :D


today marks the 13th year that i have been an older sister.  Ethan Joseph, my adorable "little" brother (hey, i'm still a bit taller! ;) ), came into my life and happily, it's ever been the same since.  we have the most fun times together...late night cookie baking with Mika, Weezer, Sarah Brightman, and out-loud story reading; racing to the car after a twosome grocery trip (yep, lugging the laundry soap, milk, cheezits and all!); "flying" the car with the widows rolled down even if it's raining and cold, listening to music at full blast and screaming out the lyrics (when we can, usually he makes me laugh too hard to ;) ); amusing me with his long and detailed stories whenever there is silence and time to talk about it; playing clue, sorry with all four slots filled (;)), battling for the top score in Pacman and Pinball, and Star Wars Battle Front (even though I suck, he deals with it); watching ridiculous movies at ridiculous hours (Mamma Mia!  Kung Fu Panda! Newsies in two different rooms at the same time!!!); always listening to my complaints and happy comments in the car or in my room for hours; the best little bro/uncle/Brian Regan impersonator i know; so stinking creative with stories and such, it's not even funny; so sweet and kind.  Ethan, i'm so glad God blessed me with the responsibility of being an older sister to such a little man as you.  Love you Pinocchio!  Can't wait to see where you go in life.  

love always and forever, really and truly,
Le-Man ;)      

07 March 2009

i hate titles.

The only ones for me are the mad ones,
the ones who are made to live,
mad to talk,
made to be saved,
desirious of everything at the same time,
the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace things,
but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes, "Awww!"

02 March 2009

those conversations that are in a category all of their own

and even that category is unknown. my, how my head spins with confusion after these. lately, whether my parents are just thinking a lot about their next-to-last-kid turning 18 or i've done a lot that causes them worry or what else i know not what, i've been getting several random strange talks about, well, i'm not really sure. sometimes, it starts out as nothing but turns into a marriage conversation (how, i haven't the's really weird...). other times, it feels like i'm getting told something in a secret code, but i don't have the code book to decipher the meaning to these words (of wisdom, i can feel the vibes!). like today, i was innocently eating my dinner when all the sudden the friendly banter flying around the kitchen turned into the wackiest, inspirational, motivational, your-growing-up-but-you-aren't-yet-and-you-don't-have-to-do-something-different-and-18ish-just-because-you're-almost-18 talk ever (i'm not even kidding!) all with a side of be your own person and another marriage talk. which was really confusing because..well, i thought i was my own person and i know of nothing changing though i know God has something in store and what with all these "what kind of person you should marry" talks...? strangeness. anyways, someone (today mum, which again was odd) usually ends up with tears (i think joy/pride/foot cramps?) and earnest staring into my face at which i try to look smart and brave and totally up to whatever i'm supposed to do...whatever that is. i'm still trying to figure out the code. so anyways, here i am, at this earlier-lateish-hour, eating pistachios, filling out this new month's calendar with my awesome many coloured sharpies, and even though i'm hacking away something awful and sniffing atrociously, i have experience God's beautiful and perfect grace today and despite confusion and all else, i am satisfied.

one code i have figured out though, thanks to is the stike threw throogh through. hurrah! i'm so proud of me. that one's been a long time coming. :^)