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Treat this like my thesis broken down into pieces
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Sunday, April 12, 2009. Purity and Danger By Mary Douglas - aka totally awesome social anthropologist with feminist undertones and a knack for religion. I can't even convey how excited my inner geek was when I was able to find this book and read it. So excited that I am now writing a paper about it. A paper which I am stoked for but fear that I may run out of time to do what I want with it. Perhaps I should get off here and pay more attention to Mary. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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Treat this like my thesis broken down into pieces
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Wednesday, June 03, 2009. Never regret anything you have done with a sincere affection; nothing is lost that is born of the heart" - Basil Rathbone. This still hurts but not nearly as much as I had thought it would.I am glad for my new outlook and am excited to reconnect with numerous people and new activities! Glad to hear that the sun (or the Son) is shining in your life again. God is good eh? Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Treat this like my thesis broken down into pieces. Behind These Hazel Eyes.
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Treat this like my thesis broken down into pieces: June 2008
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Friday, June 20, 2008. A much needed break. This weekend I will be in Edmonton and Calgary doing some much needed catching up with friends. I am stoked. The below quote is something I have really been trying to internalize. It has been helping in some matters at least. Give you an update when I return! Links to this post. Monday, June 09, 2008. Tagged me to do this little blog. Seeing as I haven't done one in a while it will be a good excuse to do one. So here it goes. 2 Post these rules on your blog.
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Treat this like my thesis broken down into pieces: Holy Sonnet
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Friday, November 28, 2008. Death, be not proud, though some have callèd thee. Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so;. For those whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow. Die not, poor death, nor yet canst thou kill me. From rest and sleep, which yet thy pictures be,. Much pleasure, then from thee much more, must low. And soonest our best men with thee do go,. Rest of their bones and soul's delivery. Thou art slave to fate, chance, kings and desperate men. And dost with poison, war and sickness dwell,.
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Treat this like my thesis broken down into pieces: July 2008
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Saturday, July 26, 2008. Where can I flee from your presence? My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place. When I was woven together in the depths of the earth, your eyes saw my unformed body. All the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be. How precious to me are your thoughts, O God! How vast is the sum of them! Away from me, you bloodthirsty men! Links to this post. Saturday, July 19, 2008. Where has my summer gone? 8221; I have yet to real...
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Treat this like my thesis broken down into pieces: it was always your smile
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Wednesday, June 24, 2009. It was always your smile. It was always your smile and warmth that brought me back to you when things were rough. But when I became the reason your smile had faded and your warmth had left I knew I had no time left. There is a part of me that wishfully thinks that things could have been different. There are times I wish I would have never been as vulnerable over the last two months when I knew deep down somewhere that you were just finished with "us". Treat this like my thesis b...
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Treat this like my thesis broken down into pieces: January 2009
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Monday, January 26, 2009. I grew up on a farm. We learned that there was a season to plant, a season to water, and a season to harvest. The plating and watering could be laborious, but without those stages, there would never be a harvest". John Wooden, UCLA coaching legend. God has always acted in the stillness and quietness of my life. Moments when I least expected it. Moments when I least deserved it. Yet God has always been faithful. I have known this to be inexplicably true in my life.
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Treat this like my thesis broken down into pieces: November 2008
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Friday, November 28, 2008. Death, be not proud, though some have callèd thee. Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so;. For those whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow. Die not, poor death, nor yet canst thou kill me. From rest and sleep, which yet thy pictures be,. Much pleasure, then from thee much more, must low. And soonest our best men with thee do go,. Rest of their bones and soul's delivery. Thou art slave to fate, chance, kings and desperate men. And dost with poison, war and sickness dwell,.
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Treat this like my thesis broken down into pieces: October 2009
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Monday, October 19, 2009. So long time no post. So I have not fallen off the face of the earth. I have just fallen in to the business of life. I do have every good intention of blogging again soon. Lots of things to think and write about. And I will write about them soon. However right now my Greek class is kicking my butt and so I must go study. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Treat this like my thesis broken down into pieces. Behind These Hazel Eyes. View my complete profile.
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Treat this like my thesis broken down into pieces: March 2009
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Saturday, March 28, 2009. I think a lot of things in my life have finally started to come in to focus for better or worse. Things that are causing me much anxiety. Things that I thought I was ready for. But as it turned out. Things that I have had a longing for in my heart. Prayers that are finally beginning to be answered. Prayers that seemingly go ignored. Things that have caused me to grow personally in accelerated ways. Things that have made me realize the lies I have come to believe.
