Hey y'all! I waited til today to post this because I wanted to find a good picture.
Thought this was the best pick :)
Warning: this post has absolutely nothing to do with law school. And I like it that way! But just a head's up if you're here for more than a pointless ramble from a study-crazed person.
“Tonight I can report to the American people and to the world, that the United States has conducted an operation that has killed Osama bin Laden — the leader of al-Qaeda and a terrorist who is responsible for the murder of thousands of innocent men, women, and children.”–President Barack Obama.
So I have been studying the U.S. Constitution all day (ok, after church from 1 til 9 with a few breaks in between) and I get a text from a school friend: "Osama is dead!"
What?
I dug my way out of my papers, flashcards, and highlighters; ran into my living room; turned the TV to Fox News (yes, I am a red-blooded Conservative. yeehaw.); and I sat and watched one of the most historical announcements of my fresh 23 years of life.
First, just a quick assertion and FYI: I would not consider myself a "cryer." I just don't like it. No, there's nothing wrong with crying, it's healthy and normal; I'm just a weirdo and don't like to participate. However, there are two situations that are guaranteed to bring tears to my eyes.
Ahem..
1. I am in church and the Holy Spirit shows up. (coughcough all the time)
2. I am any where and there is the right mix of red/white/blue, star spangled banner, old glory, servicemen, servicemen and families (oh my. mercy.), the famous lee greenwood one-hit-wonder, fireworks, the army goes rolling along, old veterans (esp. WWII in their little black caps ahhh), and/or the 4th of July.
Meaning: Jesus and America? I'm done for.
Call me a softy.
I've made peace with it.
The end amen.
ANYWAYS! I am sitting on my couch, by myself, in my nike shorts, with my reading glasses on, and my wavy unfixed hair in a heap of a mess on top of my head...(very teary) eyes glued to the TV. (lovely image, I know)
I felt....weird.
My heart was sooooooo full of happiness: justice had been served! America! Got 'em! I was beaming with pride for America and the troops that sacrifice SO much to ensure our freedom. I wanted to run and hug them and yell something awkward like, "You rock!" I wanted to cheer and shout! I wanted to dance I danced around to some Miley Cyrus!
Yet, honestly, y'all...I was a little sad.
A life lost without salvation.
Dern!
It's the Jesus and America mix. I'm telling you. My circulatory/nervous/whatever else kind of systems (Going to be a lawyer, not a doc, ok?) can't handle it!
Tears!
So glad nobody was around! Haha. :)
Don't get me wrong, I am EXCITED that the world's leading terrorist is dead. I am! I am excited for the life that will be given to others through this beheading of the terrorist regime. I'm excited for a victory for our servicemen who risk their lives daily and the morale this will boost. Yet, I don't feel right celebrating the death of someone so lost from God.
And among the 10 million thoughts running around in my little brain last night, this one came to mind:
"Among all this excitement and cheer, there are still people who don't really know Jesus and his love and peace. There are people hurting."
So...I prayed. I prayed that even here at school, in the middle of one of the craziest, most stressful weeks of my life (wish I was exaggerating) that God would use me to help hurting people. That he would open doors. That I would step away from studying, for at least a little, and focus on what really matters.
Whew!
I'd better get back to the books now! Thanks for your prayers, love, and support!!
Don't worry, I fixed my hair today-
Lizanne
Hebrews 12:1-3
Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a huge crowd of witnesses to the life of faith, let us strip off every weight that slows us down, especially the sin that so easily trips us up. And let us run with endurance the race God has set before us. We do this by keeping our eyes on Jesus, the champion who initiates and perfects our faith. Because of the joy awaiting him, he endured the cross, disregarding its shame. Now he is seated in the place of honor beside God’s throne. Think of all the hostility he endured from sinful people; then you won’t become weary and give up.