Monday, October 23, 2006

What's on my mind What's not on my mind!

Friday, October 06, 2006


I just found out that I got an internship with eMi. Engineering Ministries International (eMi) is a non-profit Christian development organization made up of architects, engineers and design professionals who donate their skills to help children and families around the world step out of poverty and into a world of hope. Check it out http://www.emiusa.org/
I get to go to Colorado for 8 months I get to fly fish and ski and hike and visit Cracker at camp. But most importantly I get to help people and I get to help people for Jesus. I'll get to work in a soup kitchen on Fridays. I'll get to go to another country for 2-3 weeks, maybe Africa or Haiti or the Dominican Republic. There I'll do site analysis and such probably with a missionary. Are you all grasping the magnitude of this? This firm embodies all that I went into architecture for!!!!
But I could use anyone and everyone's prayers now. I have to raise money, like a real missionary, so if you got any laying around. And prayers for which team I get placed on which will determine which country I go to.
Less good but still good news. My project is done. I present today. So no studio this weekend. Should I catch up on my other classes. Or maybe I'll just eat and sleep.

Sunday, October 01, 2006

Its good to be home, even though I feel out of place everywhere I go. But church was good this morning, Ken's preaching is one of the things I miss the most. But after church I went over to Grandma and Poppi's. Poppi has been down recently and so of course mine and Chucky's smiling faces have just gotta brighten his day. I went and laid in bed with him awhile then went out to talk to Grandma. She told me of how this morning he kissed her and told her he loved her three times right in a row. Then she about started crying when she was talking about if he had to go to the hospital. Is our generation gonna get to know that kind of love at all. How many of us are actually gonna get 60 years with our spouse? Last year Grandma was in the hospital for a week and Poppi is so used to her serving him that he didn't know you can't put a metal pot in the microwave. Now girls aren't really taught to serve their husbands cause that just might mean the men are wearing the pants and we can't have that. But don't get me started on how feminist killed romance. Will our generation of wanting whats fast and easy, our generation of I can't work for anything or care about one thing, I must keep my options open, I must be independent otherwise I could get hurt ever going to know what it feels like to be 80 years old and not know what we're gonna do without the person we fell in love with in our 20's.

Monday, September 11, 2006






Ok so here's my plan. I'll do the architecting. Bart and Jacob will be in charge of construction. John Boles and Brian Rausch will create some amazing windows. Brian Haag will do some wonderful carpentry. Mindy Anderson will do some beautiful art work. I'll get the Marshall to preach. Jarod's got music. Nat's got the youth. Anne Marie can do the whatever she plans on doing in England. George can do graphics for stuff. Ok if I'm forgetting anyone else's skills, sorry. You're more than welcome to join.

But I haven't gone inside yet, so if anyone wants to tresspass in a building that may not be structually sound give me a call.

Saturday, September 09, 2006

I need to borrow a man or a big bat
So its been one of those days. Ya know if something doesn't happen your gonna explode, seriously on the brink of spontaneous combustion. And so I did what I always do when I am all sorts of discontent with my situation, I picked a rode and I drove. The weather was matching my mood, sporatic, unsettled, rainy. So I'm driving on this back rode passing some beautiful quaint old houses. Then I pass 70. I drive a few more miles and see a steeple. So I pull off on this less traveled road, and there is this amazing boarded up, abandoned, limestone chuch made in 1910. I'm thinking man this is a travesty, how awesome would it be to have a service in this church, or mass since it was a catholic church. It was breathtaking. Someday I'm gonna renovate it, Nat or Jarod ya'll wanna be my preacher? So, I decide to try and get in. I climbed into this spectacular arched window thats about 5 feet off the ground and about 6 feet tall, in the entry way. I'm perched on the sill when I hear someone, or something breathing, thus the need of a man, or a girl who, to quote my grandfather, could go bear hunting with a stick. Anyways I did what I do best, ran. And with the burst of adrinaline and a few good country tunes my humors were brightened, atleast for a little bit. Any of ya'll near Manhattan want to indulge me, I gotta go back. Well I'll probably go back anyways tomorrow after church. I can't resist, I gotta take pictures and sketch or something. If I ever find my connector from my camera to my computer you all can see it too.

Monday, August 28, 2006

On My Mind

"The worth and excellence of a soul is to be measured by the object of its love."
Henry Scougal

"For the human spirit caught within a spinning universe in an ever confusing flow of events, circumstance and inner turmoil, to seek truth has always been to seek the invariable, whether it is called Ideas, Form, Archetypes, Numbers or Gods."
Robert Lawlor - Sacred Geometry

Sunday, August 20, 2006

I went to church this morning in Manhattan, I haven't been back like I had planned when I went home for the summer. I'm all excited, there's a new youth minister and new kids and I am ready to see how I can be used. I walk in and there some young girls sitting in the room that I've never meet, and none of the kids from last year. Trying my best to be a good youth sponsor I go up to them and say "Hello, I'm Julianne." and I put out my hand. And nothing. . . they just stare at me. So I say "And your name is...?" Then they introduce themselves. As I'm sitting down one of the girls says, as only a junior high girl can, "So what are you, like, a high schooler or something?"

Sunday, August 06, 2006

Camping Notes to self
1. If your father sounds like a garbage truck at night, make other sleeping arrangements than in a tent with him. And check the weather forcast.
2. Put Abbey's cooler under someone else's cooler who doesn't have vodka in their water bottle.
3. Don't leave your favorite camoflauge k-state ball cap in your drunk brother's canoe if you ever want to see it again.


4. Seven is the most 20 some year olds you can fit in one canoe and get very far.

Sunday, July 23, 2006

DANG NEAR THE PERFECT WEEKEND
Rodeo in Pretty Prairie- where a cowboy called me a weeble. Nothing makes 4 girls happier then 3 giant bucks
Cheezin over spending too much money at Cabela's

Red our master chef. The Girls

The Relatives
The Rolons were in town!!!!

Chunkerbutt's birthday party
My new float tube!!!

Thursday, July 20, 2006

John Piper Quote of the Day
"The Lover of our souls paid his own blood, not just to make his marriage possible, but to break down doors of the prison and take his beloved to himself. Strength and stability and joy and courage flow from knowing ourselves loved like this."
(A Godward Life Volume Two, pg. 354)

I've often thought about this. What would it be like if on my wedding day my husband came to me and said "I've waited my whole life for this day. I left a wonderful home to come get you." I want to be honest so I say, "Well, I sought you once in a while, but I didn't want to leave my comfort zone." Then he says, "I've kept myself completely pure for you." And all I can say is "Well there was this guy and that one, But nothing big. . . its not like we had sex." He replies, "I spent my time serving and teaching all people and you, for I want the best for you." Thinking of my time I respond "I did some good, But there is so many other things to do, t.v., movies, football games. I had school and sports and come on I needed to have fun before I got tied down." His eyes are still filled with love when he says, "I lived the perfect life and then was put to death, for I knew that my Father wouldn't accept anything else in allowance for us to get married." What have I done? What have I given? How can I justify all the time I waste? How do I excuse daydreaming of an earthly husband when I have Jesus as my knight on a white horse (Rev. 19:11), who did all this and more for me?

Tuesday, June 20, 2006

Ephesians 1:1-2 Peace from God

Ephesians 1:1
Paul, an apostle of Christ Jesus by the will of God,
>2 Corinthians 1:1
-an apostle of Christ Jesus
>1 Corinthians 1:1
-called by the will of God to be an apostle of Christ Jesus
To the saints who are in Ephesus, and are faithful in Christ Jesus:
>We who are in Christ, are saints!!! (REMINDER to self)

Ephesians 2:1
Grace to you
>a blessing
and peace from God our Father and the Lord Jesus Christ.
>PEACE IS FROM GOD
Numbers 6:26
the LORD lift up his countenance upon you and give you peace.
Job 22:21
Agree with God, and be at peace; thereby good will come to you.
Isaiah 26:3
You keep him in perfect peace whose mind is stayed on you, because he trusts in you.
John 14:27
Peace I leave with you; my peace I give to you. Not as the world gives do I give to you. Let not your hearts be troubled, neither let them be afraid.
John 16:33
I have said these things to you, that in me you may have peace. In the world you will have tribulation. But take heart; I have overcome the world.
Romans 8:6
To set the mind on the flesh is death, but to set the mind on the Spirit is life and peace.
Philippians 4:6-9
do not be anxious about anything, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God. And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.

Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is just, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is commendable, if there is any excellence, if there is anything worthy of praise, think about these things. What you have learned and received and heard and seen in me--practice these things, and the God of peace will be with you.


And finally my prayer for ya'll!
2 Thessalonians 3:16
Now may the Lord of peace himself give you peace at all times in every way. The Lord be with you all.


Sunday, May 28, 2006

My favorite place Cousin Bubba and Chucks catch on the lines
Me and cousin Irie Star
Pictures to prove Kansas can be awesome



Sunday, May 21, 2006

Road Trip with me

Here's where we camped in Arkansas. Beautiful! Jealous? I know.
Here's me and Mandy an hour before I thought I was gonna kill over from a straight up hill hike



Here's the view on the way down! It was worth it, but I need to get in shape!

Here's my hero, good samaritian, new biker friend who saved me and drove me to get gas when I was lost near Joplin on the way home and ran out. God bless JP. Stupid Missouri.


Here's me on his hog!


So when I got gas and on the right road I get a call from my lovely friend Anne Marie, who just happened to be driving right next to me (small world) and we go visit our good friend Dustin in J0plin.


Here's us pondering our weekends.
The End

Sunday, May 07, 2006

Come, Thou Fount of every blessing,
Tune my heart to sing Thy grace;
Streams of mercy, never ceasing,
Call for songs of loudest praise.
Teach me some melodious sonnet,
Sung by flaming tongues above.
Praise the mount! Im fixed upon it,
Mount of Thy redeeming love.

Here I raise my Ebenezer;
Here by Thy great help Ive come;
And I hope, by Thy good pleasure,
Safely to arrive at home.
Jesus sought me when a stranger,
Wandering from the fold of God;
He, to rescue me from danger,
Interposed His precious blood.

O to grace how great a debtor
Daily Im constrained to be!
Let Thy goodness, like a fetter,
Bind my wandering heart to Thee.
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it,
Prone to leave the God I love;
Heres my heart, O take and seal it,
Seal it for Thy courts above.

O that day when freed from sinning,
I shall see Thy lovely face;
Clothed then in blood washed linen
How Ill sing Thy sovereign grace;
Come, my Lord, no longer tarry,
Take my ransomed soul away;
Send thine angels now to carry
Me to realms of endless day.

Monday, April 10, 2006


"My unassisted heart is barren clay,
That of its native self can nothing feed:
Of good and pious works Thou are the seed,
That quickens only where Thou sayest it may:
Unless Thou show to us Thine own true way
No man can find it: Father! Thou must lead."
-Michelangelo