Deliciously flippant

Tis the start of my final semester! In two weeks I have a presentation for my Apologetic's 3 class. I am leading a 2-hour discussion on David Berlinski's "The Devil's Delusion." This wonderful piece of literature is an eloquent rebuttal to Richard Dawkin's "The God Delusion."
Berlinski is a liberal Jew who received his degree's at Princeton and now lives in Paris. He was interviewed for Ben Stein's "Expelled" and is as humorously dry and cynical in his interviews there as he is in his book. I've only gotten through the preface and the first two chapters but am loving it.
I've been accused of being flippant about serious things in the past. I've wondered if that is actually the case and if so, where it comes from. I wonder if my 'flippancy' is derived from my appreciation of the British psyche. If you notice, they are often 'flippant' yet eloquent when dealing with serious topics that they feel strongly about. I appreciate this because I feel as though I am constantly surrounded by people who take things so seriously to the point of it being oppressive. A little flippancy and light humor is desperately needed in my humble opinion. Hopefully I also capture the eloquence.
I'm not perfect at this approach, and so I'm sure my intentions have come across in the wrong way in the past, and for that I am sorry. However my goal that I am still striving for is to bring a little lightheartedness amongst people who constantly take themselves entirely way too seriously.

Anyway... back to the original topic at hand: If you get a chance, read the Devil's Delusion. Its well worth the read. I haven't finished it, so I can't say I agree with everything the author puts forth; but the mental exercise will help keep your brain in shape ;-) As well as give you some great apologetics against the modern scientific atheist!

~Princess Ouch~

stranded in an airport... again

Flying cross-country may be safer, but it almost takes as long as driving! At least, when I do it in the winter. This is my second attempt at flying during Christmas break, and it is to be my last in college. Both times I have gotten stranded for several hours in an airport I had no intention of visiting!
Fortunately, this time my Special-Agent Grandma can come get me. Its not that I don't want to hang out with her as we always have fun. However, I haven't seen my Great-Grandma in Chicago for a long time, and I was really looking forward to catching up with her. *sigh*
In other news, people watching at the Indianapolis airport is fascinating. Short tiny people jabbering away in some foreign language with lots of 'jk' and 'sh' sounds in it, men wearing blazers and skinny jeans chatting on cell phones, African-American ladies moving with their bold grace and laughing unabashedly, businessmen in their long coats, muttering into their bluetooth as they walk quickly with their little roller suitcases following them. Couples waltzing through the airport and through life, sipping some over-priced drink and not caring they are being blatantly robbed, because they are young and in love. Airport personnel with a careful blend of friendliness and professionalism painted onto their face as they walk by. Middle aged women whose hairstyle, jewelry, make-up, nails, clothes, shoes, and baggage all match; and yet they look none the happier for it. Crowds of school children in matching uniforms with harried shepherdesses ushering them towards the correct terminal with sheep-dog determination and effectiveness. Little men and women who have grown past the point of caring if their suitcases, shoes and hair all match; rather quite the contrary. College aged kids trying to look all grown up and yet trying to hide their phone calls to whatever comforting person they have turned to so that this time in transition isn't quite so intimidating. This time around I don't see many military personnel; their quiet, confident presence in matching uniforms, easily-maintained buns for the female's hair and crew cuts for the men. Usually silent but friendly when interaction is called for. Confident yet with a mysterious air about them that seems a slight hint of uncertainty as they prepare to leave or are coming home.

Or in the airport you may find people like me... obviously not their first time in a terminal. Looking very much like they don't belong and at the same time quite comfortable and familiar with their surroundings; in no hurry. Whose main priority at this point is to remain comfortable and in possession of all articles of baggage.

Okay I'm officially sick of waiting. around now.

Thoughst of College, Smells and Sounds of Home

Down to the last few days before leaving the Great Plains back for the ol' South and my last semester. Did I mention yet it was my final semester before I have a Bachelor's in Science? No? Its my last semester. I only have ONE left.
One
Last
Semester!!!!
To be honest, I can't wait. I haven't a clue what I will do once I'm done. Revel in the glory of no more assigned reading, no more writing assignments where I have to b.s. my way through the required page amounts when I feel I can succinctly say the same thing in five (or one) sentances.
Yes, I AM considering further education. However, the dynamics of that degree and school will be completely different.
This season of life has been, in a word, hard. I've been sick with some very serious illnesses, discovered I have genetic complications that run in my family, watched people I deeply care about suffer - either through no fault of their own, or completely because of their own stupidity, but either way, still hard - been constantly told that I must revise this ro change that or mold myself to fill someone else's definition of 'correct.'
Has there been good in it? Of COURSE. I've met amazing people, made amazing friends, seen God work in amazing ways in my life and in others. I've seen Him redeem time, mistakes, people, choices.
But I'm ready to be done. I'm ready to stop living in a bubble of correct doctrine and conformity. I'm ready to see what God has next.
Do I sound cynical? Maybe. Mom and the littles started homeschooling last week, and today was full of trying to stay out of the way, watch them fight old battles that Mom and I used to butt heads against when I was under her skilled tutleage, and trying to decide if I NEEDED to overcome my deep desire to continue procrastinating reading Theology or just continue giving my brain a rest from acadamia before re-engaging it on the 24th.
Anyhoo. Mom wants to go watch Stargate Atlantis with me. :-) I made Souffle for dinner and decafe black tea is simmering on the stove. The littles are bouncing around, finishing final school assignments and asking to play computer games or watch with us, and Kendra is in the kitchen sweeping and muttering how she will NOT stoop to the level of SGA with us but not sure what else to do :-)
Ahh... sweet sounds and smells of home :-)
~Princess Ouch~