Pop-Tart Vending Machine Dinner

"I have the rumblies in my tummy that only HANDS IN-N-OUT can satisfy!"

Today at work I was minding my own business when BAM! A wild survey for In-N-Out appeared.  I made the giant mistake of  actually taking that survey even though I knew thinking about mouth-watering burgers and fries was not a good idea when the only thing I had eaten in the past 8 hours was a single spoonful of peanut butter.  A few minutes later my tummy had the rumblies that only In-N-Out could satisfy, but my food options were limited to the BYU Broadcasting vending machines..... so, vending machine Pop-Tarts is was! yaaaaay!

An hour later my roommates offered to give me a ride home from work because they were "in the area."  In this case, "in the area" is code for "just got done eating at In-N-Out and remembered you were getting off work on the way back to the apartment." The worst part was that I could still smell the grease when I got into the car...

My tummy still has those rumblies. I'm sorry tummy.

Scheduling Problems

I got an email with the sign-up sheet for the upcoming Locks of Love event at BYU.  I've actually been waiting all year for this event because I would get an awesome free haircut while donating 10 inches of my hair... and if I totally hate my hair being short or it looks terrible I could just say "hey, I needed to cut off a certain length to be eligible to donate so don't judge me for wanting to help people!" I'm too much of a scaredy-cat to make any drastic changes to my hair otherwise, so I really needed this excuse and was getting super excited about it!

BUT then I realized the event is March 8th, and that week/weekend I am going to be in Ohio at the ITEEA conference for TechEd majors. Dreams = crushed.

Not Crocodile Tears

Do you ever get upset and cry over something small and stupid like your friends not going ice skating and then get even more upset with yourself and cry harder because you are crying over something which is totally not worth crying over?

Because maybe that is just me.
And maybe I need to start getting more sleep.

Hello 2013

So far you have been a bitterly cold wonderland trapping me inside and resigning me to my usual lazy habits of movie watching and Facebook stalking.  I hope we become better friends.  The kind of friends who make and keep promises, find time for responsibility and fun, eat plenty of vegetables and ice cream together, and learn and keep secrets each other's secrets.  Let's have nicknames and adventures, and come backs.  Let's talk, sing, read, dance, run, swim, jump, skip, stumble, tumble, build, listen, climb, and soar.  Let's help each other do better. Let's be better.

With anticipation,

Gina Louise Jackson

R.I.P. Betty

Sometimes bad things happen to good people. Sometimes you are left in situations thinking "why did this have to happen to me?"  Sometimes your know people who you think are invincible, but aren't.
And Sometimes your best technological friend of the past three years, who has survived many dangerous hits and falls in the past, falls off a soft couch cushion and onto a carpeted floor.  And sometimes the shock of that short fall leaves that friend in need of rest- a rest that it will never awaken from.  And when that happens and you are left there, feeling lost and all alone in your apartment -when all of your friends and roommates have gone home for the holidays to see their families  -when your own family is hundreds of miles away... remember, that bad things happen to good people because they are the ones strong enough to handle it.

Good bye Betty, thank you for being a friend.

Also, this post might be a little melodramatic.

Also also, remember that a broken cell phone isn't the end of the world

(even if you are a starving college student that can't afford a new one)!

I'm going to take this as the start of a new wireless-communication-free adventure....

...that will last for an indefinite amount of time...

...where I will face perils unheard of among the greater part of young adult society for many years...

...I may or may not survive...

Born For This

"The reason birds can fly and we can't is simply because they have perfect faith,

for to have faith is to have wings.”

-J.M. Barrie

I'm learning to fly.

I have a high goal to reach.

It's scary starting out, but hope lifts me ever higher.

A Biblical Dilemma

Its been 12/21/12 for an hour and a half already here in Nebraska! The Earth may or may not have lined up between the center of the universe and a black hole, and the Mayan calendar might be finished, and Hostess might have gone bankrupt and stopped making Twinkies.... but I guess none of these things have meant the literal end of the world. darn.

BUT we still must endure to the end! And by that I mead there will be a lot of "I told you so!" and "ohmygosh, I maxed out my credit card!" drama to deal with in the next 24 hours.  I'm sure this drama will include a lot of Matthew 24:36 quoting as well, which brings me to the point of this post- or rather, my dilemma!

Matthew 24:36 (KJV)

"But of that day and hour knoweth no man, no, not the angels of heaven, but my Father only."

Matthew 24:36 (CEB)

"But nobody knows when that day or hour will come, not the heavenly angels and not the Son. Only the Father knows."

Notice any differences? Maybe that one of them is written as a direct quote from Christ? Maybe that one adds in the little phrase "not the Son"? Here is the same verse from just about every English translation of the Bible you could think of (and probably some you didn't know existed). Read through it if you want, but most of them perfectly match one of the two listed above.

My dilemma is that today's most commonly read translations say the Son has no idea when the end of the world/second coming of Christ is, but every translation that presents the passage as a direct quote from Jesus (like it would have originally been recorded) doesn't say that!  Maybe all of the translators got confused because Jesus calls himself The Son of Man?  Did they forget that doesn't mean that He is the son of a man?  Jesus is the resurrected Christ, and the Son of God. He has gained all that his Father has. And I'm pretty sure he knows when he'll be returning.

That is MY belief though.  I personally prefer reading the King James version of the Bible, because I see it as the most accurate English translation from the original texts.  But I'm really interested in knowing what translation of the Bible YOU read, and why (or whether or not you read a Bible)? And how do YOU know if "the Son" knows when the Second Coming is? How can we discover truth?

(Ready, Set, ANSWER! Seriously, share some thoughts people!)