Don't Kiss the Mirror

According to a news report, a certain private school in Washington was recently faced with a unique problem. A number of 12-year-old girls were beginning to use lipstick and would put it on in the bathroom.That was fine, but after they put on their lipstick, they would press their lips to the mirror leaving dozens of little lip prints. Every night the maintenance man would remove them, and the next day the girls would put them back.Finally the principal decided that something had to be done. She called all the girls to the bathroom and met them there with the maintenance man. She explained that all these lip prints were causing a major problem forthe custodian who had to clean the mirrors every night (you can just imagine the yawns from the little princesses).To demonstrate how difficult it had been to clean the mirrors, she asked the maintenance man to show the girls how much effort was required.He took out a long-handled squeegee, dipped it in the toilet, and cleaned the mirror with it.Since then, there have been no lip prints on the mirror.
There are teachers .... and then there are educators.

Thoughts about summer time...

A few things I am looking forward too now that spring/summer is here!
(the following are in no particular order)


1. Walking outside (gotta love walking the dogs)










2. Cookouts

3. Playing tennis (and winning, of course...haha....jk)

4. Eating ice cream

5. Going on vacation (to the beach!!!!)

6. Weddings:) Congratulations to all those getting married in the next few months.

7. Being more tan than I am right now

8. Long lunch breaks at work (shhh...don't tell)

9. Wearing sandals/flipflops/whatever you call them

10. Fresh air in the house!!

Enjoy your summer!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Lilias Trotter

Hello Ladies!!!
I know that a lot of the girls in Ignite have a copy of the book "Faithful Women and Their Extrordinary God". One of the ladies in the book is Lilias Trotter. She has an amazing story of courage, commitment, and sacrifice of life in Algeria.
During our conversation about her we came to the conclusion that we wanted to see her artwork and read her writings first hand. Well that is now available to us!!!!!!! Get Hype!!!!
The book is called "A Blossom in the Dessert" and is available on amazon.com
I really hope that you check it out. She was an amazing woman with lots of awesome insights into our relationships with God.
Thank you, Noel Piper, for bringing this book to our attention.

Random finds

Turn up the volue, this is hilarious!!

This is the kind of car I need!

Protection

I was reading Noel Piper’s blog today (which I didn’t know existed before today), and came across a post which really made me think about the awesome power and sovereignty of God. Her words humbled me as I thought about God’s provision and protection in my life and how ungrateful I am for it.
The post is about how she was in a car crash and how perfect God’s protection was. Most would call it coincidence…. I would call it God’s providence! The quote that that jumped out to me the most was… “I pray that my children would recognize God’s loving precision, even if they were at the mortuary right now.”
What an influence we could have in this world if we all trusted in the divine control of our King!
You have to read the post…its awesome read here

Are We Crazy?

No wonder English is hard to learn.....

Author unknown

We'll begin with a box, and the plural is boxes,
But the plural of ox becomes oxen, not oxes.
One fowl is a goose, but two are called geese,
Yet the plural of moose should never be meese.

You may find a lone mouse or a nest full of mice,
Yet the plural of house is houses, not hice.
If the plural of man is always called men,
Why shouldn't the plural of pan be called pen?

If I speak of my foot and show you my feet,
And I give you a boot, would a pair be called beet?
If one is a tooth and a whole set are teeth,
Why shouldn't the plural of booth be called beeth?

Then one may be that, and three would be those,
Yet hat in the plural would never be hose,
And the plural of cat is cats, not cose.
We speak of a brother and also of brethren,
But though we say mother, we never say methren.
Then the masculine pronouns are he, his and him,
But imagine the feminine: she, shis and shim!

Let's face it - English is a crazy language.
There is neither egg in eggplant nor ham in hamburger;
neither apple nor pine in pineapple.
English muffins weren't invented in England .
We take English for granted, but if we explore its paradoxes,
we find that quicksand can work slowly, boxing rings are square,
and a guinea pig is neither from Guinea nor is it a pig.

And why is it that writer's write but fingers don't fing,
grocers don't groce and hammers don't ham.
Doesn't it seem crazy that you can make amends but not one amend.
If you have a bunch of odds and ends and get rid of all but one of them, what do you call it?
If teachers taught, why didn't preachers praught?
If a vegetarian eats vegetables, what does a humanitarian eat?

Sometimes I think all the folks who grew up speaking English should be committed to an asylum for the verbally insane.

In what other language do people recite at a play and play at a recital?
We ship by truck but send cargo by ship.
We have noses that run and feet that smell.
And how can a slim chance and a fat chance be the same,
while a wise man and a wise guy are opposites?

You have to marvel at the unique lunacy of a language in which your house can burn up as it burns down, in which you fill in a form by filling it out, and in which an alarm goes off by going on.

So if Father is Pop, how come Mother isn't Mop?

And that is just the beginning--even though this is the end.