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Name: Jessica
Birthday: 10/21/1984
Gender: Female
Interests: My number one passion is for the Lord. I love Greek and Hebrew.. and Greek food too!
My heart is in the ministry of the Gospel and missions throughout the world. I really want to take care of orphans in different countries. I want to adopt tons of kids, as well as have some of my own.
Music is fun.. writing is fun.. art is fun.. movies are fun. Oh, translating Greek and Hebrew are fun, too.
Expertise: I'm an expert at saying things at the wrong time, being shy, and eating spaghetti. Did I spell spaghetti right?
Occupation: Student
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AIM:  pinkprncessTheou
AIM:  hope4x
Member Since:
10/18/2004
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| I have a new friend named Sam. He lives in Moscow, Russia. He's going to be a translator on my trip to Russia this December. Um, by the way, I'm going to Russia in December. I am mui excited to meet him. You should hear him speak Russian. I like Russian; I'm learning to speak a little myself. Most of the words I learn are from Sam. He is going to be the pastor of a church plant in Rostav. I may be moving to Rostav-na-Danu, Russia, in a few years with my great friends the Burdeauxs. They are the ones God has called to plant a church in Rostav. I am praying about moving to Moscow before that, but I'm not quite sure why. I think English is probably more prevelant in Moscow than anywhere else in Russia, so I can learn Russian and still find people that speak English. It's something new that is on my heart, and I'm praying to see if it's from God or just my own head. We'll see. I have no idea what Russia will be like, but it already feels like it should be my home. It's crazy how God can do that. God is amazing.
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| we can officially start filming "single in the suburbs" at my house now that i have taken my parents to the airport and they are off to belize. i have the house all to my lonesome for a whole week! now i have too much responsibility... i have to be sure none of my animals die. yikes! my mom called me from the airport to tell me there was a group of missionaries going to belize to do mission work. that's sweet of her... my mom is cute sometimes, ya know. i'm really hoping God will do something amazing to really open the eyes of my mom and step-dad while they are away- even if it is simply just that: giving them eyes to see. it really sucks it up to see your family trapped in sin, living the life you once lived, treasuring the things that are now the things you hate. it breaks my heart. God we are all in need of so much of Your grace.
so i flip open to psalms last night... to me it's like flipping on my moody music when i just feel like moping. the psalms always seem to kick my butt back to reality.. but the one i opened to was just the one i wanted to read, and i didn't flip there on purpose. it's just nice when things like that happen.. anyways, psalm 139 is like one of my favorite psalms. what a beautiful reminder of how well God knows his children. it's just like, wow- you really are my Daddy. wow.. i love You... no one else can hem me in but You.
i offically declare Russian to be the most "swoon-worthy" language. i very much enjoy listening to the strange man on my "Russian for Beginners" cd.
loohblooh Russian.
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| i wonder if i will ever be in love again... for the last time. it seems silly to me to still be dealing with this broken, oddly-shaped lump that sits inside my chest. granted, i don't think that's really where my heart is... i mean the heart that feels and all that gushy stuff. i cannot get rid of this desire to be fancied by someone... and that makes me feel like a failure as a christian woman. shouldn't Jesus be enough for me?
but oh, he is! he is the reason i breath, the reason i get up in the morning. Jesus is the lover of my soul and no one can take his place.
and still i want to be a wife. there are times when i'm feeling so strong, so independent that i am certain i can do just fine in life without a man by my side. however, those times only last a few hours and i am quickly brought back to the reality of girlish heart longing to be seen as special. that's all i want.. a man to look at me and think, "ya know, there's something different about her. i don't know why, but she's special." i see it in the eyes of so many men when they look at their wives and future brides and i just am amazed by it.
there is just this endless knawing on the inside of my stomach that i can't shake... but at the same time i am deathly afraid to be seen as special again. one guy saw me as special.. but now, after nine months of painful silence, i fear he took a closer look and no longer saw me as special enough. my best friend is gone and i am left feeling so utterly alone. life without a best friend is terrible! i guess it's just as easy for another girl to look special to someone; perhaps that's what happened.
i have been flip flopping back and forth trying to figure out if this is a godly desire or a selfish one... but i feel that yeah, someday my weirdo husband will come along and in a clumsy, not so movie-like fashion we'll fall in love and it'll be great. but then again i know that i am not even guaranteed tomorrow...
i don't want perfection, someone who is suave and knows all the rights moves. i think awkwardness is actually quite a cute quality in a guy. i just don't wanna walk this road alone.. ya know what i'm saying? forgive me... i've seen to many sappy movies.
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