lack of blogging?

I said I would blog the last 2 days of my Ottawa adventures, and as you see-they aren't there.  Probably won't ever be there.  Just the way I roll-look on facebook under tagged pictures if you are interested.
Anyways......
I haven't blogged since I got back from that awful day of flying from the marvelous place of Ottawa.  I haven't had a thing to say; I wish I did.  My lack of blogging really comes from a lack of words; lack of experience; lack of learning from the Lord.  I have learned time and time again that I do better all around at school; schedules, friends, job, $$.  The list continues.  Without a scheduled time to do bible study at 7 am-quite frankly I just don't do it.  Not that I haven't had the time-I am almost done with season 2 of Everybody Loves Raymond.  Oh do I have the time... I have enough time to read through the New Testament probably.  Instead- I have put my relationship with the Lord at the back burner; better yet completely off the map.  And I am going to Passion 2013 in TWO days!! I am SO pumped because I know after that I will be back at school and I will grow oh so much more with the Lord; jump-started with Passion 2013 with one of my best friends, MC.  Not Mississippi College, but Mary Catherine.  Our story of how we met is hilarious, but of how we became best friends is one of a kind for sure!  Anyways, I can hardly believe I am going to go encounter this incredibly holy God, that I haven't given the time of day for in almost a month.  I am terrified of what I am going to be confronted with from Him, but excited because I know the after-effects of growth.  Though the actual process isn't a walk in the park, I would never take back one of those walks for a moment.  So here is my blog before I go to Passion.  Can't wait to blog next-I can only imagine what I will write what He will be teaching me with 60,000 other university-aged students.

I couldn't resist.  Here is me and some snow on the side of the road.

The most thrilling part of being home.  Taking these boys out for a day of fun!

This one makes 'the books'

Well-I am currently in DC. And I have oh so many things I could say and I shall simply start with what has happened today, and what the Lord has taught me through it all.
So J took me to the airport-and I got up a little after 4am-and rode to the airport and got there and figured out everything with my bag, and got through security fine.  We were waiting to board the plane, when suddenly we got over the intercom that our plane was stuck in snow and would come when it was out.  So it comes, we board, and it was 40 minutes behind-that was fine at the moment.  So we get on and apparently some bar was frozen or something, meaning we had to wait 50 minutes or so to take-off.  Thus meaning I was going to miss my next flight.  So-I did and I went to the front and they sent me around until I found Air Canada.  The guy at the counter told me they would send me to Toronto, then Chicago, and THREE days later I'd get home.  I hysterically started crying, and slight hyper-ventilating because-that just sounded like hell on Earth basically.  So I call dad, ready to get on a train or something.  So I go back up there and just keep asking, and they found a flight to get home the NEXT night.  I mean-it was better-but meant I'd stay in DC by my self.  Note:  I am still crying my eyes out-so it was so awkward.  Ugh.  Anyways-dad said there was no trains, or buses, or anything, and that was my option.  So I took it and went to the next booth.  So I get there and apparently the other guy didn't actually reserve my ticket.  So I was useless.  And at that moment they told me that my luggage was in Chicago....great timing.  So I wait about an hour as they type and research for me and found a flight to Jackson, MS later TONIGHT.  I was ecstatic and oh so thrilled I'd get home for Christmas!  The thought that I might not make it back home until Christmas was daunting.  It was SUCH a long, draining process that I am incredibly tired that I can barely function.  However-I know that my friends across the continent were praying for me to get home, and I have decided that the Lord provided this moment, and I could not be more thankful.  So I got the ticket and was off on the metro to go to the mall to explore it for a while; it was AWESOME.  4 story mall=amazing.
I have really seen how 'not' grown-up I truly am.  That the second anything goes wrong I can't make these big decisions, but I call for help.  Now I am totally OK with calling my dad in tears asking for guidance.  But I tend to forget that I am capable of getting to that place.  I feel that this is a foreshadowing of Passion also.  That I am going to enter this utterly broken state of-I don't know yet-that I have to cry out to my Heavenly Father for help-and to take heed.  I can hardly wait to see what I will learn there.  For now-I will work on making it back home.
I will blog the rest of my Canada trip when I am more sane, and not sitting in the same airport since 10am.

And the week continues..

Well-Tuesday night was a party night for sure in the snow filled city of Ottawa.  I went out with Tori, Emily, and Katie for dinner and (wait for it.....) drinks!  I am legal here in Ottawa, so after talking it over with my Ottawa crew-I decided that this was the place I wanted to experience my first alcoholic beverage-though I told myself I was going to wait til 21! So-we set off to a local pub right next to Em's house and the bar tender/waiter was super helpful.  Em and Katie told her it was my first time and so she gave me a while to decide and I opted for a Shirley Temple for my first choice beverage.  It tasted super delicious so I wanted another-so I got a rum and coke (with a lime slice).  I also tasted Em's choice of beers-I liked hobgoblin (Canadian draft).  It was pretty cool to get to hang out with some girls from my !group-and share life over something that in many peoples minds is taboo for Southern Baptists, apparently.  (I almost didn't write that-but hey-this is my blog so whatever.)  So we finished our drinks and then went for the 1/2 hour trek home for me.  They were so kind as to walk me all the way to Jason and Carrie's!  It was about 1 am-so I was really glad!

momentous occasion for sure!

Wednesday I went to lunch at Carleton U with Em and Katie while they studied away for finals, and then the whole !group went to The Works for dinner!  I like to get something different every time-and also taste as many people's burgers as possible ;).  Then Andrew, Dav. Jason, Tori, and I went to see The Hobbit.  However, I fell asleep half way in and woke up at the last 3 minutes.  So-I enjoyed my nap!

If Jesus wasn't there-would I go?

Well-as I type this I am in some warm clothing, next to a Christmas tree, with snow on the ground in my vantage point.  Just watching the kiddos go up for nap time after a lazy Monday morning/afternoon since Caleb is sick.  Yesterday was the reuniting's I have been so long waiting for.  Getting to see all my Ottawa friends-it feels like I never left-precisely how I yearned for it to feel.  To not feel like a newcomer.  I know my way briefly around.  They can't fool me that Chinatown is 5 minutes away-I know it's more than that! (Dav!)  I am referred to as 'one of the interns from the summer' and I wouldn't want it any other way.

So with that-J proposed a question that John Piper's ultimately at C!C Sunday.  If heaven had everything you wanted:  all the food, pleasures, people, places-everything your heart desires.  But didn't have Jesus; would you still want to go?  That is probably the most brain racking question that I has happened since-the last time I was in Canada!  I can't stop thinking about it because I honestly can't answer it.  I would love to say NO-Jesus is why we go!  However I constantly struggle with Him because I am such a physical, visual person-that I often forget that Jesus is with me every step of my day.  That-He is how I am here-in Ottawa-or in America-at this phase of life.

I got to watch the kiddos Monday night and it was one of the best babysitting experience with 2 kids I could ever ask for.  Caleb was oh so helpful when Lillie would have a slight meltdown about mommy being gone.  Such a great big brother.  Tuesday I got to play the piano at the chapel at St. Pauls-where I played it practically everyday.

And...the snow.  Yes-I have seen RIDICULOUS sized snow flakes being up here and been in the coldest weather I have ever experienced thus far in life.  It's been fun to gaze at (while being warm inside!)

you know-just the front of my house-No big deal.

My first glancing's of Ottawa-round 2.

Well, I made it to Canada after the long journey of finals.  I made my first C....rather 2 C's in a music class and after spending too much time agonizing and crying a bit over it-I have accepted it.  Last year as a music major I associated grades with success and I did very well.  And Jesus knew that I needed to do well to verify to me His plan of major.  However this year I don't think it will go that way-and I need to be ok with that.  That-it's ok to try, try, and try, and to not get what you want out of it.
The airport scene:
I get off the airport and I run through customs as fast as I possibly can-while having to stop and talk to the people along the way.  I get out and I see Carrie and Lillie and I pick my pace up and Lillie runs, and it was pretty much a movie scene from my perspective.  We hugged it out, and I hugged Carrie, and then I saw Caleb do his little 'hey meg' with the hand wave, and hugged J, and then Hannah.  She is walking-running.  And doesn't remember me.  It is EXACTLY how I pictured it going in my dream.  Apparently when J and Carrie told Lillie I was coming back- she replied, "Meg coming home!?"  Precious-right?
Carrie's perspective:  Lillie is potty training.  Lillie peed in her pants in the airport-as in-her boots are sopping and so obviously her clothes are.  She is on her way to the bathroom when she sees me and obviously turns around everything in her mind for that moment.  As I am squeezing Lillie-she advises me to not squeeze as hard.  I just laughed and set her down ASAP!
I did basically nothing for most of Saturday-it was amazing. Saturday night I went to a party at Jenn Kelly's house and it was fun.  It was a classy party-however we all know how 'classy' I am.  I told a classically trained pianist 'what up' and got told my life should be written in a book.  Sounds about like the kind of things I would get myself in to.
For now-I will probably blog every other day simply because I want to remember every moment of my time back here again.  I can't wait to see snow.  I think I will be more excited than the kiddos.

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That describes my brain.
Overwhelmed that I can count the HOURS until I will be with my Canadian family and friends.
Overwhelmed that I am half way done with my college career.
Here is my life with picture stories.

I love my school.  Repeated pray and studying.  It was on the side that goes to Aven.  Props to whomever did that one.

Best.  Christmas.  Present.  Ever.  Thanks Sarah Arnold for the awesome permanent  countdown!! 

MC's mom=awesome.  Christmas happies.

MATCHY!  Maleesa, Christa, and I.  Music major bud's for life.

3 weeks=60,000 college kids gathered for His name and renown.

Friend group dirty santa=best idea ever.

My failed attempt at packing.

I am officially in-charge of the KT card!

I can hardly wait to add a picture.

She loves me.

I am Lord willing half way done with my college career (as long as I pass Theory 3).  That is crazy.  Next time I blog it will be probably in the airport of D.C.  See y'all there in 2 days!

This is what I did instead of studying..

Well.  One week from now I will be DONE with finals and packing up to travel to the beautiful land of Canada.  Where I am allowed to use 'eh' and not be looked at (it's December and it's STILL natural.. #youknowyouarepartCanadianwhen)
Let's back it up a little though.  I mean it's been a little while.  What have I done?  Absolutely nothing too astounding.  I have not done a dang thing that has been overwhelmingly awesome.  And I am ok with that.  It makes me remember being in Canada.  Nothing super spectacular happened most days. It was simply living life-exactly how my heart wanted it to be.  I really learned this summer-but didn't realize until now-that it is ok to go to be sleeping by 11 if you can (and I DO when given the opportunity!)  I used to seek for things to do if I didn't have plans.  Now I let the plans come to me, or I chill in my room and am genuinely completely content with this lifestyle.  I think this is what it is like to be out of college-and I can hardly wait for it!

I have now had 2 dreams about Canada.  The first one was about my reuniting with my family up there and I think I blogged about it.  I had another last night about my reuniting-just like the first one.  However for some reason I hadn't brought the coffee I intend on buying and bringing up there and I know how much J likes coffee.  So I remember being really sad about forgetting it; I am now slightly paranoid haha.  But if I subconsciously am ready to go back-you can imagine how it is when I am awake.  I remember 6 months ago being SO anxious about journeying to the great north because I was so scared that I wouldn't be accepted, or that my family wouldn't be what I wanted them to be or wouldn't like me.  Now I am just STRAIGHT UP pumped to see all my Canadian friends, and my oh so wonderful family-whom is not what I could have ever prepared for-but in the best way ever!  I am simply anxious about this stupid cold weather up there.  I saw that it will get to single digits........and with wind chill-in the negatives.  *throws up*.  My friend, Em told me that it's so cold that snot freezes in your nose-I will remember to bring ample scarves.  So yes-8 days.  First thing is first.  To get past finals.  I will blog about how they all went for sure. If I live to see that far anyways ;) #butreally

So.  Legit.  Just saying.

I went to this bible study/prayer thingy and it was basically God's provision in a group.  They have been praying for a young woman; I have yearned for a group of older (not old-just not 20's) women to do life with weekly and share/pray.  Well I went and it's so great!  I think some of them are still trying to look past what I physically look like.  This is the first time I have personally met and will meet with people who didn't know me before I got my eyebrow pierced.  So they only see this crazy hipster looking college girl with 2 facial piercings; what a hethan right?! ;)  Ok but really-I can't wait to see how God is going to use my ridiculous hipster college phase of life for Him.  I genuinely do want to be used by Him, and desire for every ounce of my being to be His-including this piercing.  So-I can't wait to just chill here and watch God use me in ways that I don't even know about.  Let's do this.

Oh yea- I dyed my hair with Kendall and later Becca.  I was ready for it.  It had been almost a year!! That is the longest ever-since I started dying it.  So.  Here is the picture form of the experience.

before applying hair dye

fail.  I don't want to be a ginger.

anddd success!! Brown with slightly red.

So....yea.  That's my life.  Not too much.  Just chillin' here in America-at MC. Gotta love it!