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I’m sitting at Starbucks, listening to Sarah McLaughin, drinking my favorite tea (passion with raspberry), and feeling completely convinced that I live the most enchanted life. I remember missing these moments when I was in Chile. I know this moment here and now is special and I will miss it when it is gone. I will think back on my days in seminary and think they were the best of my life. I have two jobs I enjoy, an amazing school I attend, and a deep realization that the grace that permeates my life has nothing to do with my merit, but a loving God. I am haven’t forgotten this blog. I just have been in a funny place of life. I am on winter break, kinda. I have both my jobs in full force and am trying to read ahead for this upcoming semester. Life might seem slow but I am telling you, the Holy Spirit rests for no one and no season. He has continued this work in my life that He began so long ago. The more recent conviction has been in the area of prayer. I took a seminar class with Dr.

So I have shared enough of my heart on this blog to validate the name "heart" of lippy. Often though, my entries have been filled with honesty about lonliness and dealing with singlehood. Tonight I write something new. For the last few weeks I have seen a distinct change in my heart. In fact, it started on the first of this year. I was convicted over Christmas break of my tendency toward inappropriate friendships with guys. Friendships that go deep way too fast and that I use for emotional validation. So I asked the Lord to teach me to have appropriate relationships with guys in 2008. And before I knew it, He did more than teach me- He changed me. Except for a few short months in college when I pondered the single life, I have spent most of my life wondering the who, when, and where of meeting that special someone. I have dreamed of being married, having kids, being a wife and mom. But the last three weeks those thoughts have been far from my mind. Instead they have been repl

“Whatever “call” a man may pretend to have, if he has not been called to holiness, he certainly has not been called to the ministry” Spurgeon letters p. 9 “Our own hearts are deceitful so that truth lies not on the surface but must be drawn up from the deepest well.” Spurgeon lettersp.9 I have never been more convinced of the lofty calling of pastors. And indeed it must be a calling. For a pastor must have so many of certain qualities, and certain temperaments that for the incredible combination to be present in any one man, it must be truly grace from the hand of God. First, any minister of the Lord must be saved. This requirement alone places the man in the most blessed of all positions. No man should call forth another into a land he has not been himself. Second, the man must be godly for he must be a light to his congregation. He must exemplify holiness and righteousness in his public and personal life. There are many who know of the Lord’s salvation and yet hold on to their old wa

A friend of mine gave a concert last night. His name is Ben Moore and he's one of the few Anglicans at Westminster. I had no clue that he was so talented musically (goes to show that seminary nerds can have other talents). After enjoying the concert, I took one of his cds home and found a song that really touched my heart. I'm not technologcally advanced and I don't know how to share the song with you guys, so I'll just share the lyrics here and if you want me to email you the song, just ask. Sweet Jesus In the darkest of midnights I’ll keep reaching for those stars Though I’m blind to myself and truth seems so far I’ve got the same old digressions And the same old doubts and fears But I will jump for joy When my homeland appears Sweet Jesus, sweet Jesus Where are you tonight? Cuz it’s been so long since we’ve seen heaven’s light Where the wonder of the world And the kindness of the soul And the universe of ideas are neat to behold The glory of goodness and beauty so su

The view of my life Yeah! for New Years!!! the Shaunathon and I yeah, its just a five at Starbucks My boy Felix Justin and Melissa Lizzy and I right at the New Year countdown! Mi hermana y yo My girl! Lonnie and his guitar skills Our shabbat service The two loud ones being loud In front of Time Square Central Park What a great city! No Arielle, you cannot bring home that Christmas tree! My dearest sweetest Liz Melissa, our fearless worship leader My team! Passing out tracks In front of Macy's