Courage, Brother! Do Not Stumble

Part of my job today is flipping through a beautiful 1934 hymnal. 

Courage, brother! Do not stumble,
Though thy path be dark as night;
There’s a star to guide the humble;
“Trust in God, and do the right.”
Let the road be rough and dreary
And its end far out of sight;
Foot it bravely, strong or weary;
Trust in God,
Trust in God,
Trust in God and do the right.

Some will hate thee, some will love thee,
Some will flatter, some will slight:
Cease from man, and look above thee;
“Trust in God, and do the right.”
Courage, brother! Do not stumble,
Though thy path be dark as night;
There’s a star to guide the humble–
Trust in God,
Trust in God,
Trust in God and do the right.

(Rev. Norman Macleod, 1857)

Dance, Run, Frisbee, Work, Repeat.

Danced my feet off again Friday night. Among them Hustle, Rhumba, Waltz, and a fun Tango! They say the Tango must be earned. They’re right =)
Then I ran 4 miles in a delicious light rain yesterday morning, took a long nap, and enjoyed a beautiful wedding. Today’s sermon was great; I got to sit next to my friends and their baby daughter, and ultimate frisbee in the rain was delightful.

Home at my parents’ for Indian food tonight. Trying to mentally gear up for a very busy week at work. Tomorrow tickets go on sale to the public, a rotary club meets in our building on Tuesday, and the first Board meeting of the season is on Thursday.

My heart is weary and troubled, but trusting my wise God. I could always trust better and more completely, and would appreciate your prayers.

Anthropomorphic Altercation

Co-worker told me about this. Enjoy!

CPU:  Monitor, display this document, ok?

Monitor:  No prob, boss.

CPU:  Okay, now it looks like Mouse is moving around so, Monitor, will you move the pointer icon accordingly?

Monitor:  Anything you ask, boss.

CPU:  Great, great. Okay, Mouse, where are you going now?

Mouse:  Over to the icon panel, sir.

CPU:  Hmm, let me know if he clicks anything, Okay?

Mouse:  Of course.

Keyboard: S ir, he’s pressed control and P simultaneously.

Monitor: Oh crap, here we go.

CPU:  *sighs*  Printer, are you there?

Printer:  No.

CPU:  Please, Printer. I know you’re there.

Printer: NO! I’m not here! Leave me alone!

CPU: Look, you really nee…

Mouse:  Sir, he’s clicked on the printer icon.

CPU:  Printer, now you have to print it twice.

Printer:  NO! NO! NO! I don’t want to! I hate you! I hate printing! I’m turning off!

CPU: Printer, you know you can’t turn yourself off. Just print the document twice and we’ll leave you alone.

Printer: NO! That’s what you always say! I hate you! I’m out of ink!

CPU: You’re not out of in…

Printer: I’M OUT OF INK!

CPU: *Sighs*  Monitor, please show a low ink level alert.

Monitor: But sir, he has plen…

CPU:  Just do it!

Monitor: Yes sir.

Keyboard: AHHH! He’s hitting me!

CPU:  Stay calm, he’ll stop soon. Stay calm, old friend.

Keyboard: He’s pressing everything. Oh no, I don’t know, he’s just pressing everything!

CPU: PRINTER! Are you happy now?! Do you see what you’ve done?!

Printer: HA! that’s what you get for trying to get me to do work. Next time, hey…hey…HEY! He’s trying to open me! HELP! HELP!  He’s torn out my cartridge! HELP! Please! ERROR!

Monitor: Sir, maybe we should help him?

CPU:  No. He did this to himself.

Ain’t it the truth?!  =] 

This and That

My writing professor in college (Dr. Simons, a.k.a. The Supreme Potentate) taught that there are three keys to effective writing. With essays in particular, it’s about being  Specifc, Definite, and Concrete. As a young person known among family and friends for verbosity, those keys do not come without effort. Like most valuable things in life.

We get some entertaining questions at the ASO Box Office.  First, there are the people who think we sell tickets to the Blue Man Group, Shen Yun, the Elvis Show, et cetera.  Then, our favorites. Those who ask strange things about the seats we offer them. Most common is “Can you still see the stage from that seat?” No ma’am, sadly you can’t see a thing from there. They built in select seats without a view of the stage, and when you asked me to find the best available I went straight for those. Another recent favorite was, “The seat is in the Orchestra Section you say? Does that mean it’s on the stage facing the audience?”  Yes, some audience seating was built on-stage with the musicians.*sigh*  In regard to the upcoming People’s Choice concert, after hearing the explanation that audience votes choose the program and winners will be announced in an awards-show manner, the patron asked “So will there actually be any music played?” Nope. Craig and Dawn make the announcements, we all cheer, we go home. Now, I’m absolutely certain of the likelihood that I have called places, asked extremely silly questions, and been chuckled at once I hung up. So I don’t mind enjoying these immensely. Overall, I have had wonderfully pleasant interactions with ASO patrons!  I’ve “met” people over the phone from many countries, chatted with others new to Arkansas, had some genuine mutual laughs, given driving directions and, upon request, recommended all sorts of restaurants (that I’ve never been to).

Lately, I’ve discovered a few things:
My apartment key won’t lock my office.
My mail key won’t unlock my apartment.
When I run upstairs in 4-inch heels, things happen.
When I don’t watch for ice on the ground, similar things happen.
I should have watched The Blues Brothers many years ago.
Frosty the Snowman is not just a song, it’s a cartoon. Who knew.
It’s strange to hear my office phone number advertised all over the local NPR station.
I think I’ve become one of those Coffee People.
I LOVE BALLROOM DANCING. Always wanted to learn and now I can actually sort of do it, a little 😉
Running is something I want to do for the rest of my life.
I have even more to learn than I thought.
That “discovery” has been made many times and will likely be made many times more.
Admonition and forgiveness from friends & family are equally necessary, and equally sweet to my soul.
The above is true whether I see it right away or not.

While thinking about my family recently, I was convicted of how poorly I show them my love and appreciation, or thank them for showing theirs.
These words came to mind: Don’t waste the love you are given.

“To a nunnery, go!”

Byrne Hall



In two days, I begin a new job in this lovely 1916 building. It houses office space for two companies, one of which is the Arkansas Symphony Orchestra. I’ll get plenty of exercise hustling up and down the creaky old staircase between my office (shared with the Box Office Operations Manager), and the office of the Executive Director on the floor above with the rest of the staff.

Funny thing is, it used to be  a nunnery . . .

Humor and the Art of Aircraft Maintenance

This email was sent around at my work and provided several less than dignified fits of laughter. Hope you enjoy it too!

After every flight, UPS pilots fill out a form, called a “Gripe Sheet”, which tells mechanics about problems with the aircraft. The mechanics correct the problems, document their repairs on the form, and the pilots review the gripe sheets before the next flight.

Never let it be said that ground crews lack a sense of humor. Here are some actual maintenance complaints submitted by UPS’s pilots (marked with a P) and the solutions recorded (marked with an S) by the mechanics.

By the way, UPS is the only major airline that has never, ever, had a serious accident.

P: Left inside main tire almost needs replacement.
S: Almost replaced left inside main tire.

P: Test flight OK, except auto-land very rough.
S: Auto-land not installed on this aircraft.

P: Something loose in cockpit.
S: Something tightened in cockpit.

P: Dead bugs on windshield.
S: Live bugs on backorder.

P: Autopilot in altitude-hold mode produces a 200 feet per minute descent.
S: Cannot reproduce problem on ground.

P: Evidence of leak on right main landing gear.
S: Evidence removed.

P: DME volume unbelievably loud.
S: DME volume set to more believable level.

P: Friction locks cause throttle levers to stick.
S: That’s what friction locks are for.

P: IFF inoperative in OFF mode.
S: IFF always inoperative in OFF mode.

P: Suspected crack in windshield.
S: Suspect you’re right.

P: Number 3 engine missing.
S: Engine found on right wing after brief search.

P: Aircraft handles funny.
S: Aircraft warned to straighten up, fly right and be serious.

P: Target radar hums.
S: Reprogrammed target radar with lyrics.

P: Mouse in cockpit.
S: Cat installed.

P: Noise coming from under instrument panel. Sounds like a midget pounding on something with a hammer.
S: Took hammer away from midget.


‘Tis the Season(ing)

A lot has happened since the last post, so I’ll try and make this brief.

Around the end of September I began looking for another job in earnest, but in mid October I came down with Swine Flu (H1N1) while house-sitting for some friends.  Even though that kept me flat on my back for the next three weeks, God provided a job for which I did not have to look; a friend told me about a job in her workplace, I applied online that night, interviewed the next week and was hired a few days later. The day of my interview was the first day I was on my feet and out & about after the flu; my energy took another few weeks to come back but I have really enjoyed the new job from the start!

Then toward the end of November my Dad moved back up to Minnesota for his new job with Farmer’s Insurance. Mom and I are still here in LR until they sell the house, and we miss Dad terribly.

My birthday was a fun day at work; they made me wear a tiara and feathery scarf around the office all day, and then a good friend (Beth) showed up to take me out to dinner after work, which was a great time. And best of all, Lester came for a surprise visit in the first week of December! She and I had a fabulous time even though I was working so much–on the 10th we went to the World of the Pharaohs display at the Arkansas Arts Center where we were extremely happy to see two actual MUMMIES in addition to the rest. That night she joined me for my work Christmas party =)

The downside of that weekend was that a dry cough I’d had all week started to get worse, and I’ve been sick this whole week. Even had to sit out of my church’s Christmas concerts. Poo.

Still, even with swine flu and missing dad and more sickness, I am not to terribly disheartened =) God keeps me going through Mom’s never-ending love and care and surprisingly she hasn’t caught any of my germs. She makes my favorite soup over and over, and lets me doctor it up with cheese, saltine crackers and roasted garlic seasoning. Yum!

The new job is great, Lester’s visit was wonderful, and soon Dad will be home for Christmas…

Funnies and Facts

Amber and Grayson, pointing to a pillow with several dolls covered in a blanket:  “Look Miss Elizabeth, our babies are in prison!
Me: “Oohhhhh, what did they do?”
A&G: “They POOPED!”
Me: “And for that they went to prison?”
Amber: “They pooped in the sink. It went down the drain.”
Me: “Eeww. How long do they have to stay in prison?”|
Me: “How long is a long time?”
Amber: “A hundred minutes!”


Henry, repeatedly sending a toy car off the edge of the table: “These people are driving off a cliff into hot lava!”
Me: “Oh no! They’ll get all burned up!”
Henry: “Ok, then they’re falling into a huge pile of ice. They might get a cold, but they won’t die.”


Jack, making a circle on the ground out of toy links: “This circle is a hole and it goes down to Fairy World.”
Jack jumps in, and right back out.
Me: “Back already Jack?”
Jack: “I saw a bug, so I left.”


  I’m sorry I’ve not taken the time to post anything serious lately. “Hectic” would be a good word for the past few weeks. Now that my sister and Mom are finally back from their various travels, I am out house-sitting both this week and next, switching houses this Friday. Work is still an adventure in learning new things every day, as seen above, and I still enjoy it. Dad took me to the Keith Urban/Sugarland concert, where in addition to fantastic guitar-work and fun songs, we enjoyed using binoculars to watch the ridiculous reactions of those who managed to touch Keith.

Jen Rahman recently loaned three books to me, which I read during lunch hours. Stepping Heavenward, Hedge of Thorns, and The Lamplighter.  All of them a good read, but Stepping Heavenward especially. Just about every young Christian girl I knew growing up had read it by the time they hit 9th grade, but for some reason I never did. It’s very convicting.  Before starting any new books, I need to finish a few I was in the middle of…the archeology book about KV, the last few chapters of The Innocents Abroad, and Dr. Mohler’s “Culture Shift”. 

Sunday Aug. 2nd we had a morning sermon from Dr. Zemek, and a special goodbye reception in the evening. It was odd, since I also remember being at Grace when he left there to come here.  I’ve heard his name since I was 5 years old, but never got to know him personally. George was my dad’s favorite professor and mentor at TMS, and Judy is always ready to ask how we are and pray for us, a steadfast example of selflessness. I know they will be a great blessing and encouragement to their new church family in Florida.

Pre-K Craziness, Day 1

First day of the new job was wonderful! Here are some gems from the day:

Kathryn: “Miss Ellie, are you a Grandma?”
Me: “Nope. I’m not even a Mommy!”
Kathryn: “Oh, then you ARE a Grandma!”

Nathan, at nap-time: “You’re coming to nap with ME!”
Robert, two seconds later: “Will you come nap with me Miss Ellie?”
Me to both: “Sorry fellas but I’m afraid you need sleep by yourselves for a few more years.”

Amber, playing dress-up in a long black robe: “Yay, I’m a witch!”
Me: “Oh no! Witches are scary!”
Amber: “Well, you’re the baby and I’m the Daddy.”
Me: “But I thought you were a witch.”
Amber: “Witches can be Daddies.”

Robert, to three other kids and myself during a pow-wow at the top of the playground jungle gym: “Ok. I have an idea. This will be good.” (Cheeky grin) “I’m going to chase y’all.  And you should really plug your ears now when I chase you, because this is going to be a loud thing.”

Love these little monkeys so far…