tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127459892009-12-18T01:08:37.115-06:00<IMG SRC="http://www.geocities.com/therealjaneway/banner-02.gif"></IMG SRC><br> Musings and meditations on life as a full-time intercessory missionary at the International House of Prayer in Kansas City. Boy, that sure is a lot of prepositional phrases.Duckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03455477610545686916noreply@blogger.comBlogger188125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12745989.post-212186121579922982007-02-16T00:01:00.000-06:002007-02-16T00:13:18.629-06:00

Faithful readers may recall that I recently talked about moving my blog to Wordpress, another blogging service. At the time I wasn't able to migrate all of my posts, but recently that option became available. So this is the last post I will make at this URL.Fear not; every single post, comment, and label have been copied to the new address. I'll continue with your regularly scheduled insanity

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I have a date tonight with a nice Jewish boy. "So tell me about him," you might say. "What is your beloved more than another beloved?" (Song 5:9).Well, for starters, He has eyes like fire and hair like a raven. He's never seemed attractive to the world, but to me His beauty is matchless. This Man loved me and washed me from my sins in His own blood. He did this when I hated Him and did not know

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The forecast for Monday and Tuesday is an increased stuffy nose and coughing with decreased temperatures. Wednesday should clear up a little, allowing oxygen intake once again and a complete return to the workplace and prayer room. Yes, I am working from home again. Figured my officemates wouldn't appreciate my constant nose-blowing and general germiness. Is germiness a word? I think I just made

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Mirrored from my Xanga, for those who can't access it (yay, more of Ducky's embarrassing poetry!!)Upside-Down I have always known the sunset sky is the land of upside-down. Gilt-edged continents slowly drift In a sea of changing fire; The light laps at their shores And pools in purple hollows. A map charted with G-d’s own hand— Can you see, in the distant gold of liquid light, A small

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Sometimes I am suddenly conscious of the fact that I live in my own head. Has that ever happened to you? In the course of your day, you abruptly find yourself watching your own movements and listening to yourself speak. I'm not talking about a sociopathic detachment. I am speaking of a kind of wonder: of the realization that I am me.We are incapable of holding onto that understanding in everyday

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That about describes how I feel. Dizzy, no energy, unable to focus... I have spent the past few days trying to work at home, attempting to navigate without bumping into walls, sucking down orange juice by the gallon, and forcing myself to consume what are probably the worst-tasting zinc drops ever invented.My only comforts are these:A lack of stimuli for my overstressed brain (my brain on Monday:

Duckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03455477610545686916noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12745989.post-13855487011305142602007-01-30T13:23:00.000-06:002007-01-30T13:26:20.886-06:00

Sitting in my cubicle, I tuned in to this conversation. Wish I knew what brought it on.Coworker #1: "I am a vampire."Coworker #2: "But you're a cute, nice, sweet little vampire!"Me: *chokes on tea*I love my officemates.

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Dear Diary, today my computer locked up. Because of my mouse.I was minding my own business, just typing and checking Bible references, when the computer decided not to recognize my mouse any more. The mouse was summarily dis-invited from the little Windows party that the monitor, network cable, and other plug & play devices were having. Most likely they were tired of the mouse's squeaky scroll

Duckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03455477610545686916noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12745989.post-82203269584946221152007-01-27T00:00:00.000-06:002007-01-27T01:20:26.704-06:00

I had about three posts I was going to type that would lay myself bare, detailing my dissatisfaction with my spiritual immaturity, the heart issues that cause my difficulty in relating to my prayer room team, and my hang-up with the question of...never mind. In short, I decided not to write those posts. I didn't feel right about sharing them.Lately I have been pausing to consult with Holy Spirit

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There's been a lot of chatter on IHOPer blogs lately about blogging and about our purpose in doing so. As I follow the conversations, I've been thinking about sharpening the focus of this blog a little. I originally started this blog as a diary that my family could read during my internship. As my environment and lifestyle have changed, however, this blog has changed too. I think I would like to

Duckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03455477610545686916noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12745989.post-19841879318373409442007-01-18T17:28:00.000-06:002007-01-18T17:59:14.587-06:00

After two weeks without a working computer, my computer cord finally arrived. I was supposed to get it last week, but we had a major ice storm (part of the Midwest winter weirdness) and that affected the parcel service. Some of the roads were (and still are) sheer ice. For a while, they were so slippery that even the big UPS trucks probably couldn't get much traction. We've had so much bad

Duckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03455477610545686916noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12745989.post-62888817429353148782007-01-14T23:05:00.000-06:002007-01-14T23:45:40.488-06:00

All believers know they have authority in G-d's name. But do we know it intellectually or viscerally? When was the last time we made a stand and said to the enemy, "You cannot have me"?I have been struggling with an area of sin lately. Though I fight it, sometimes I just feel like sitting down and crying.Today I said to the L-rd, "I can't do this. I'm not strong enough. Please, please save me

Duckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03455477610545686916noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12745989.post-44972627097593875942007-01-09T14:46:00.000-06:002007-01-09T15:15:17.434-06:00

My friend Steph wrote about identity, security, and pride the other day. She's taking a break from the music school, becoming part of what the IHOP culture calls "a nameless, faceless generation"...people who pray without exalting themselves, without looking for honor from others—people who are hidden in prayer, serving in secret. She took off her nametag, and here's what she has to say:I find

Duckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03455477610545686916noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12745989.post-33483613625577269882007-01-07T17:56:00.000-06:002007-01-07T18:02:25.670-06:00

So my computer's battery ran down the other day and I plug it in, right? Except it didn't charge. Turns out the AC adapter doesn't work...thankfully it's not the port on the computer, which would be more expensive to fix. Until Dell sends me a new power cord, my blogging is going to be rather limited.My computer hasn't given me much trouble in the years I've had it. But I am looking forward to

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No 2006 retrospective post, I think...goodness knows I'm nostalgic and sentimental enough without looking back yet again at my internship! 2006 was a year of change; I think I increased in wisdom and experience in some surprising areas. But I have to say I'm looking forward to the new year.I've never made a big deal out of New Year's resolutions. But yesterday a friend asked me what my goals/

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Greetings, dear readers. I trust you have been comporting yourselves well during my absence these last few days. As for myself, I have been fighting off a little stomach bug. I think my stomach was having a delayed reaction to the diet I was on during the Onething Conference (which happened to be breakfast bars, brats, the occasional PB&J sandwich, and a Frostie). But I have triumphed.I'm still

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Today I got up way too early (by my standards) and caught the shuttle to the convention center in downtown Kansas City. I arrived, found my way to where the bookstore people were setting up, and looked around for some idea as to what to do next. My whole prayer room team was supposed to be helping set up the bookstore, but aside from Tasha K. and Bethany (who work for the bookstore anyway), I

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Dear Diary,Today I went to the dentist, and then I had brunch with my family, and then we opened presents, and then it began to snow because my youngest sister has been praying for snow and endlessly singing "I'm Dreaming of a White Christmas" for like the whole last millennium, and then my dad and us three sisters went outside to catch snowflakes on our tongues, and then we had a four-way

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I lit the Hanukkah candles last night. Good times. I'm not sure when we will play dreidel...probably on Thursday, when we will also consume many plates of latkes. We're doing our Christmas stuff on Thursday as well, since my brother is leaving on Friday to go spend Christmas with his girlfriend. So here I am in sunny, warm Minnesota. I mean, Minnesota. We have no snow at all on the ground.

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You should know, dear readers, that I am a sucker for science fiction and fantasy films. So the other day I went with Wombat1 and Killer to see Eragon. In my defense, I thought the movie would be better than the book.It was not. Killer almost fell asleep and Wombat1 almost cried. Me...well, I want my money back. Heck, even the previews were more entertaining than the film. What did I get for my

Duckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03455477610545686916noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12745989.post-51980362767212197692006-12-12T13:35:00.000-06:002006-12-12T13:49:14.639-06:00

...that the prophet Jeremiah was the son of Hilkiah? Hilkiah was the high priest during the reign of King Josiah (one of the righteous kings of Judah). As 2 Kings 22–23 relates, he found the long-ignored Book of the Law in the temple and helped restore true worship in Judah.Jeremiah 1:1–3 says that Jeremiah started prophesying during the thirteenth year of Josiah's reign, which was before his

Duckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03455477610545686916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12745989.post-70860224505265538072006-12-11T22:38:00.001-06:002006-12-11T23:30:25.076-06:00

...to pull out Ye Olde Dreidel and have some good ol' Jewish gambling fun.Seriously, I love playing dreidel. It's a pretty simple game: we each get a certain number of chocolate gelt (coins) to gamble with, and we all put a certain number in the "pot." The dreidel (a wooden top) has four sides, each with a Hebrew letter on it: gimel, he, nun, and shin. Each person takes a turn spinning the

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The Onething Interns have been doing an intercession set every Sunday at 10:00 a.m. My internship was stuck in the Multipurpose room all by ourselves with a crappy sound system and not enough room to pace. This internship actually get to be up on stage in the prayer room, keeping the fire burning on the altar. (Yes, I am a little jealous of this internship, in more ways than one.)The interns make

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Today I noticed my computer has slowed down again. I had reinstalled the OS a few months ago and the computer ran fine for a while—loaded up everything right quick at startup and didn't freeze as often. But no OS reinstall can hide the fact that my computer's age is starting to show. I think I am going to need a new laptop within a year or so.I bought my laptop three and a half years ago, which

Duckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03455477610545686916noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12745989.post-87032206888182390872006-12-03T23:17:00.000-06:002006-12-04T00:24:36.873-06:00

The sermon at church today was about weakness and pride. I have been thinking about that a lot lately, so I figured I'd better write down my thoughts in order to get them sorted out. (Read Mike's notes; they're really good.) I'm not sure how coherent this post will be, but I think many will be able to identify with my struggles...here goes...Right, so the Sermon on the Mount is all about

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