Sunday, June 29, 2008

Take part in the fast, not the feast

10 Then she instructed him to say to Mordecai, 11 "All the king's officials and the people of the royal provinces know that for any man or woman who approaches the king in the inner court without being summoned the king has but one law: that he be put to death. The only exception to this is for the king to extend the gold scepter to him and spare his life. But thirty days have passed since I was called to go to the king."

12 When Esther's words were reported to Mordecai, 13 he sent back this answer: "Do not think that because you are in the king's house you alone of all the Jews will escape. 14 For if you remain silent at this time, relief and deliverance for the Jews will arise from another place, but you and your father's family will perish. And who knows but that you have come to royal position for such a time as this?"

15 Then Esther sent this reply to Mordecai: 16 "Go, gather together all the Jews who are in Susa, and fast for me. Do not eat or drink for three days, night or day. I and my maids will fast as you do. When this is done, I will go to the king, even though it is against the law. And if I perish, I perish."



"The harvest is plentiful but the workers are few. Ask the Lord of the harvest, therefore, to send out workers into his harvest field."



Send me, Lord... send me

Wednesday, June 25, 2008

5 things you probably never knew about me

I want to try really hard to make this blog interesting. I still don't know what I'll be writing; will I share misc funny stories, deep philosophical thoughts, post pictures, bring you along in my baking adventures, or blackmail people with their embarrassingly hilarious quotes? See, writing here is also hard because people *rarely* leave comments on blogspot, whereas with xanga they will drop an eprop or two every once in a while, and I can check who reads it w/ my footprints/privacy settings... so really, I'll just have to post here with absolutely no idea who is reading my blog. Scary, huh?

Well, for now, let's start off with something neutral. I posted something similar on xanga a few years ago, so I'll try not to repeat myself:

1. My first best friend's name was Nancy Chen. We were probably best friends because we shared the same name.
2. I've never liked anyone else whose name was also Nancy (besides Nancy Chen). Even to this day, I'll never be *as* nice to someone whose name is also Nancy.. horrible, I know.
3. Sometimes things that people say in passing will stick with me for a LONG time. For example, my friend from Harvard Summer School was telling us that he hates it when people say "I'm going go let you go" while on the phone because it's not as if that person has the "power" or the "upper hand" to "let that other person go." (does that make sense?) So every single time I hear people say that, even now, 4 years later, I think of my friend...
4. I have taken ice skating, gymnastics, bowling, tennis, badminton, swimming, and chinese dance classes before... what do I have to show for it? A weak tennis serve, decent cartwheel and handstand, and inability to tread water.
5. Stray strands of long, thin blond hair creeps me out.

So, who's reading this? Let me know please...

Tuesday, June 24, 2008

I made a blog

because I am Nantastic :]