Saturday, December 11, 2004

i never saw blue like that before

There is a Sarah McLauchlin has a song that I have always loved, but never until yetserday fully understood...

"I never saw blue like that before
Across the sky, around the world
You've given me all you have, and more
And no one else has ever shown me how
To see the world the way I see it now
No I-- I never saw blue like that before."


Thursday night after finals, I went home to Drippin' for my little brother's holiday band concert. That night, I stayed out on the ranch, being in no physcial condition to drive back to campus. And I slept. I slept for almost 12 hours, until the sun and the heat beconed me awake. (Yes- it is December and 75 degrees in Texas.) So I sat up, smiled, and walked outside.

Our house on the ranch has a wrap-around porch, and in the back of the house you can stand on that porch and gaze off in the distance at the beautiful Texas Hill Country. It was there I stopped and sat and stared. God and I haven't talked much this semester-- the fault of that being solely upon my head. I stopped listening some time back, and have had a difficult time rebuilding what we once had. When you turn your back and walk away, and just keep walking, it takes some time to run back to where you first detoured. But He revealed something to me that quickened my pace.

Everytime I came to Him, I asked things such as, "Lord- what can I do to get us back where we once were? Where did I go wrong? Reveal yourself to me? What do you want me to do with my life?" And last Sunday at Austin Stone, God tapped me on the back and said, "Hey kid-- there are too many I's and me's in there. It's not about you at all." Something so simple-- something so basic! How could I have forgotten?! It's ALL about Him-- always has been and it always will be! How foolish I have been, trying to reunite with The One I love, and being so selfish in that love.

So I sang. I sang to the God who created all that my eyes were falling upon at that very moment. I sang to the God who created all that ever was or ever will be. I sang to the only One who can make me crash to me knees and lift me high into the air, the One who loved me so much that He came here for me, died here for me, and rose again for me. I sang to the only One who has ever truly loved me, because He created love-- a perfect love-- a love that knows no boundaries has no limitations. I worshiped Him for who He is. It wasn't about me yesterday morning. That's what made it a great morning.

I found myself sitting in meditation, standing in excitement, arms in the air with praise, feet planted- arms thrown back- heart forward in earnest desire, and laying on the ground in the nothingness that I am without Him. But it was at the point of sitting that He revealed to me blue. Hugging my knees, staring at the ground, I realized the brightness of the sun had affected my vision, and now all that I looked at was in shades of blue. There was no color to anything, except a strange shade of hazy blue-gray. And I looked at myself, and I was blue too. Well, that fits, I thought. Blue. My semester. Me. Colorless and hazy. And blue. Sorrow and sadness, guilt and embarrassment washed over me.

"Lay down," He said.
"What?"
"Lay down."
So I did.

I laid out on my back on the edge of the porch and opened my eyes. Blue. All blue. And not just any blue- but the most beautiful blue that I had ever seen. "That fits," He said. And then I knew. Blue is the most incredible color that God created, and it is the one He used most often. Think about it-- water and sky-- all blue. He had to love it-- He used it everywhere!!!

He then drew my vision to a hilltop in the distance. "Look," He said. What I saw at that point as this: the hilltop stood there in the distance, and the sky came to meet it, only, the sky was no longer that gorgeous blue when it came to meet the hilltop. Instead, the blue faded laighter and lighter as it came to the hilltop. And then it hit me. Before I came to this period in my life, I had been on a hilltop, growing for quite some time. I was standing on that hilltop, and though at the time, I thought I was in that gorgeous blue, I wasn't. It wasn't until I fell back to the ground and cried out to Him, that He pointed to the sky to reveal what deep blue is all about. Mountaintops are great, but unless you spend some time in the valley, you lose sight. "See, Lindsey-- you are blue, and blue is where I want you to be."

God used my blue semester for His Glory, because that is who He is and how great He is. We sat and talked. He poured into and over me and filled me with joy. I was me again yesterday, because He was in me. He reminded me of my trip to Barcelona and my venture into the Picasso museum. The Blue Period. Picasso had one too. What irked me about the Picasso museum was that the periods in his life were labeled, as if the phases of his life fit into specific groups with specific guidelines. I hated that Picasso wasn't free to change gradually, as they labeled his years with their own opinions of what he was thinking and feeling. Let the artist be who the artist he is. Let him feel what he is feeling and experience what life has for him. But labels stick. I have been "sunshine" to my father and "daisy" to my friends for my entire life. When I began to enter into this blue-ness, I felt like I was letting everyone down, but people change. I had been yellow for my entire life, but now I am blue.

"I never saw blue like that before" because I never saw God like that before. I saw Him from the ground, because He is there too. He walks with me through the valleys and will someday walk with me over the peaks, and He never leaves my side. This semester, I ran as far as I could, and even when I hit the ground, I could do nothing else but look up and sing:

I lift my eyes up, to the mountains,
where does my help come from?
My help comes from You,
Maker of Heaven, Creator of the earth.

Oh how I need You, Lord,
You are my only hope,
You are my only prayer
So I will wait for You
To come and rescue me
To come and give me Life

sing with me...

"I never saw blue like that before
Across the sky, around the world
You've given me all you have, and more
And no one else has ever shown me how
To see the world the way I see it now
No I-- I never saw blue like that before."

Wednesday, December 08, 2004

where am i going and why am i in this handbasket?

Haven't heard from Lindsey lately? No calls, emails, blog entries, coffee gatherings? That is because this week is FINALS WEEK at the University of Texas at Austin. The only people who have seen me are in this handbasket with me. :) I have 2 finals tomorrow: 'Intro to Nutrition' and 'History of Religion in America to 1800.' Then next Tuesday... Greek. Ugh. Yep- next Tuesday I will be expected to accurately translate word for word several pages of Lysias speeches, as well as provide lemma forms and gramatical analysis. Sound like fun? You're smokin' something. But after that, I move home to Drippin' on the 15th (because the house closes), and then I'll be commuting to and from campus to go to work, probably bumming on several couches some nights to save on gas money. Christmas in Drippin, New Year's TBA, and then off to Nashville on the 1st for the Passion '05 Conference. Patrick's wedding is in Dallas on the 8th, I work for a week, then the BSM Leadership Retreat... and before you know it school has begun again. Wow. That doesn't leave much time for self-reflection, meditation, intense prayer, reading several books, seeing family and loved-ones, going to Houston to see friends and their homes, and moving back to campus. Okay-- so this is making my head hurt and all I really wanted to do was to tell everyone why it looks like I've slipped off the face of the earth. I'm still here-- me and my books and notes-- and I will rejoin the human race somewhere mid-next week. I'm off to my handbasket... and away we go! :)

Shout outs:
I miss my Isa-- can I drive you to Bible Study on Friday night? :) It would be my pleasure... and we are SO going for bubble tea!

Samuel- once you and I conquer this Greek test- we are celebrating! But we can't burn anything-- because we might need it for our class next semester. Think of something equally as amusing to substitute for playing with fire... :)

Julie is the most amazing young lady I have ever known! The girl has five finals and has been studying non-stop for over a week. Her dedication and drive are awe-inspiring. You rock, Julz!!! I heart you!

Sunday, December 05, 2004

holiday hoedown

chris and me


silly sistersmy adorable little

Friday night was our final Alpha Xi social event for the semester- our Holiday Hoedown. It was a great opportunity to kick back and have fun after an excruciating last week of classes, papers, projects, and tests... AND a great way to cut loose before finals madness begins. The handsome young man pictured above is Chris Smith, my dear friend and date for the evening. Chris and I have known each other since Freshman Orientation, but this was his first venture in to the "Greek Life." According to Chris, we are a fun group of girls, and he had a great time.

There was two-steppin', line dancin', a hay ride, a bonfire, and tons of laughter. My sisters are incredible, and their dates were quite entertaining. No one dances quite like Holly, no one is as cute as Nick and Nicole, and no one makes me laugh like Julie. My newest little, Goza, and our other newest editions are amazing young ladies, and our outgoing seniors will be sorely missed. It was a great way to end the semester. Thank you, ladies. (And now the finals madness begins... last one to the library is a rotten egg!!!)

forever young


crazy chris el presidentenick and nicole
me and my little goza bonfirebeautiful kathryn


favorites for isa

Tonight was a fabulous diversion from finals-- a pastime I am quite good at. :) This evening's festivities included a feast of favorites for Isa. Julie and I headed over to Isa's house, with some of MY favorite things in hand. The first favorite that Isa encountered was a small bouquet of gerbera daisies, a gift that she will be able to enjoy all week. Next was the menu-- Haribo gummy bears and Big Red... can we say sugar overload? Those two have been my favorites since childhood, which was fitting because our movie selection for the evening was a childhood fave as well. Before tonight, Isa had never seen 'The Princess Bride,' which was a complete shame, so I accordingly took it upon myself to share this American classic with her. Julz made a valiant effort to continue her studies during the evening of favorites, but no one- not even the most stubborn of studiers- can resist this story of true love. (I know... I'm hopeless...)

Wednesday, December 01, 2004

she looks like a longhorn to me

isa the cowgirl

Ladies and gentlemen-- your attention, please!


Lindsey's blog is proud to present a new addition to the University of Texas longhorn family... ISA!!! Isn't she gorgeous?! Isn't it grand?!!! She looks like one of us! And what do you think of the new hair-do, Pablo? Like it? (Say yes... say yes...)

Isa, I am so proud of you. Texas is your home now. (I just have to get you saying "y'all" and "howdy" before you head back to Spain in January!) I love you, chica!

i heart jane

During my travels and studies in England and abroad, I learned of a group who refer to themselves as "Janeites," who are- in all actuality- overly indulgent and proudly public fans of Jane Austen. There are thousands of these glorified groupies scattered all over the world... and to think-- I thought I was alone in my obsession. And so I join their ranks. Thank you, Jane, for your words.

Blog fans, here is your homework: pick your favorite of these and comment on it in this post. Isn't this fun?!!!

"I do not want people to be agreeable, as it saves me the trouble of liking them."

"If any one faculty of our nature may be called more wonderful than the rest, I do think it is memory. There seems something more speakingly incomprehensible in the powers, the failures, the inequalities of memory, than in any other of our intelligences. The memory is sometimes so retentive, so serviceable, so obedient; at others, so bewildered and so weak; and at others again, so tyrannic, so beyond control! We are, to be sure, a miracle every way; but our powers of recollecting and of forgetting do seem peculiarly past finding out."

"Oh! do not attack me with your watch. A watch is always too fast or too slow. I cannot be dictated to by a watch."

"But when a young lady is to be a heroine, the perverseness of forty surrounding families cannot prevent her. Something must and will happen to throw a hero in her way."

"Let other pens dwell on guilt and misery."

"There is safety in reserve, but no attraction. One cannot love a reserved person."

"An engaged woman is always more agreeable than a disengaged. She is satisfied with herself. Her cares are over, and she feels that she may exert all her powers of pleasing without suspicion. All is safe with a lady engaged; no harm can be done."


"There are certainly are not so many men of large fortune in the world as there are of pretty woman to deserve them."

"Why not seize the pleasure at once? How often is happiness destroyed by preparation, foolish preparation!"

"To sit in the shade on a fine day and look upon verdure is the most perfect refreshment."