Wednesday, August 31, 2005


There are moments in life when you actually realize why you are doing what in particular you are doing. Although these epiphanies are few and far between for me, here are some really cool science quotes that "light my fire," so to say.

"The whole of science is nothing more than a refinement of everyday thinking."
-Albert Einstein

"All scientific work is incomplete-whether it be observational or experimental. All scientific work is liable to be upset or modified by advancing knowledge. That does not confer upon us a freedom to ignore the knowledge we already have, or to postpone the action that it appears to demand at a given time. Who knows, asked Robert Browning, but the world may end tonight? True, but on available evidence most of us make ready to commute on the 8.30 next day."
-Sir Austin Bradford Hill

That second quote alone makes me want to be an epidemiologist. Powerful!

Sunday, August 28, 2005


is what I'm best at I think. There should have been a major for us. But, since there's not, I'm moonlighting as a Public Health student.

On to a more thought provoking topic, I have been thinking a lot about how to tell a non-believer about my faith lately. Not that it's come up, but I feel like it will soon for some reason. Maybe because it's becoming so much more real to me now. Growing up in a very deep south, evangelical, Bible belt box I can be quite the cynic about things of those nature now. All I did were blindly follow rules that I didn't even know why I believed. Jesus met me on the floor of my dorm room one night during my freshman year of college though, and I think that that was the turning point. It became real, it became my own. I no longer believed in Him because my parents or my youth minister or anyone else did, but because I had met Him myself. Since then I have run the gamut of ministries from the very conservative, "group-dating," sect to the hyper-charismatic community church to find myself now in a quasi-traditional reformed church. All of these things have their own strengths and weaknesses, but I have never before felt like I could be a Christian and a "real person" at the same time. All of this to say, somewhere in the middle of this, I fell in love with Jesus. And I don't know much of what else to say right now.

Wednesday, August 24, 2005

My Twilight-zonish week thus far

Actually, we have to dip into the last bit of last week also, but weird things are happening here at the Magee household. Oddly enough, most of it has to do with mail.

First of all, we received our vehicle registration last Wednesday from a private citizen who was nice enough to forward it on to us on their own 37 cents. The geniuses at the ACC tag office mailed our vehicle regisration to another random Athens man in the back of the envelope with his. Our vehicle registration, people! A $175 sticker that says 2006. Thankfully, Random Athens Man is very kind.

Secondly, Brian got a tax refund from 2003 this week out of the blue. Weird. Next there was the incident in which we returned home to find a UPS sticker on our door with the standard, "First attempt at delivery/Signature required/Will attempt delivery tomorrow," message. This would have been normal enough had the coffee maker being delivered (free with Lexis-Nexis points) not been sitting in the middle of the sidewalk! Apparently, it didn't make it back onto the truck.

Additionally to these, our student loan check, AKA life-blood-for-the-semester, was returned to the Student Accounts office marked "return to sender, no forwarding address left," even though it was correctly addressed to Brian at our current residence. Did they bother to try and call? You guessed it, no. It was just sitting in a pile of things in the back of the financial aide office until someone dug it out today when Brian went by there.

Oh, all of this has happened not to mention the fact that we found out that we have been married for a month longer than we thought. Yep, our marriage liscence states that we were "joined in holy matrimony" a month before we thought we were. Best of all, no one has noticed until last Friday when I was getting an ID made. And now it's been over a year and 1 or 2 months.

I will close with the incident in which our friend's dad discovered a dead body yesterday in Pennsylvania. Yep, like on CSI. So, I would like to say that we are "getting into the swing of things" here, but, somehow, it kind of feels like we aren't. Good thing we believe in a Sovereign God!

Monday, August 22, 2005


"...the greatest desire of man is to be known and loved anyway."
-Donald Miller, Searching for God Knows What

Sunday, August 21, 2005

Another picture...I had to

This is my favorite picture from Brian's graduation. Us and an M-16!

In homage to Sweden...

The country of Sweden is truly fascinating. I have discovered recently that this small, Scandinavian counrty has much to offer. The first are Volvos. They are always the safest cars and they are really nice looking also. I always tell Brian that's what I want as my "mom" car one day. Next is the phenomenon that is Ikea. Atlanta just got one and I went a couple of weeks ago. There are hardly any words for how amazing this "Walmart of Europe" is.

This weekend I discovered a little cracker called "Wasa." Also Swedish. No trans-fats in the things and cheese is way better on them than your ordinary Ritz. I heard from a friend that the store "H&M" is also a Swedish design, but I don't know that for a fact. It would make sense since it's an awesome place that is reasonably priced, but I don't want to give credit where it's not due.

Anyway, if you know any other cool things about what is rapidly becoming my favorite Scandinavian country, let me know.

Thursday, August 18, 2005

Red, red, wine...

Red wine, and more specifically Cabernet Sauvignon, is by far my favorite beverage. Kroger had my favorite on special earlier, so I am now sipping a glass. Tonight I just have to give a short declaration that I am now the proud owner of the most beautiful necklace in the world. Brian gave me an anniversary gift last night (ours was in July but he was gone) and it is a freshwater black pearl/peridot/some other semi-precious stone necklace from Aurum Studios that is simply to-die-for. I feel very special indeed tonight with my wine and beautiful necklace!

Tuesday, August 16, 2005

Always Sitting, Waiting, Wishing

Okay, I can't resist ganking song titles for my posts. Please forgive me. Here I am again, sitting on the futon waiting until Brian gets done reading to go to bed. We've been married for over a year now, but I still don't like to go to bed without him. I was always the last kid to go to sleep at slumber parties, so I guess I will always somehow be stuck in this role. It is so incredible to have him home again. Most of the time I don't believe it. There's part of me that can't really settle down because something unconcious makes me think he might leave again. I know he won't, it might just take time. Matters are made more difficult by the fact that he has to study pretty much every minute he's awake, so we haven't even really gotten any time together yet. No time to process or just relax together. I guess Christmas break is only 4 months away now...

Is it weird to anyone else when everything seems to be going alright? This summer was such a dark valley in my life that I almost feel guilty for being happy now. Does anyone else experience this? I was so used to being quasi-depressed for the past 2 and a half months that it's almost like culture shock now not to feel like that. The truth is that I am incredibly happy and I don't really know what to do with myself. Give thanks to God, I guess is what I can do. It's all I have to give.

Monday, August 15, 2005

When in Rome

Well, it's been three years, but last week we were blessed with another wonderful album from Nickel Creek. If you haven't heard them yet, check them out! That's all I have to say about that. Anyway, it's all great, but the first song is by far the best. The last line of the song goes, "Where can a dead man go?/A question with an answer only dead men know/But I'm gonna bet they never really feel at home if they spent a lifetime learning how to live in Rome." And they they break out into this incredible, furious jam complete with stomping. It's trully invigorationg. The words are what really get to me though. For Christians, it all the sudden makes sense not to live our lives for anything here. I would hate to get to heaven and not feel at home because I lived for this earth so much. Lately, God has really been showing me through different events that this is not home. We do not belong here. There have been days this summer where every part of my being longs for heaven and I don't want to lose that just because Brian's home now. And speaking of, the above picture is of me pinning his Lt. bars on his uniform after he was commissioned.

Friday, August 05, 2005

Stumbling through the lines

How do I say I’m sorry after so much time? I feel like the whole weight of who I’ve been was dumped on me yesterday and I am disgusted by it. Bearing the name of Christ I have lived by the law, being proud when keeping it and hiding when I broke it. I have been mean, a hypocrite of the worst kind, and all the while thinking that I am the one living right. I am so sad right now.

In high school I was a visible Christian, a goody-goody, I even had a friend that used to annoy me by telling me I was perfect. I went to church, Christian summer camps and even sang at these places, all the while hiding the many sins in which I reveled. Stuck in my middle-class, American, Bible-belt box, I had no idea what the love of God really is, I’m not even really sure that I know now. Grace was definitely not spoken of except in prayers and songs and was a novelty of a word, hardly an idea or action. There are so many people I feel like I need to apologize to; for making the Gospel look like a set of rules and regulations, for closing myself off to them because I did not deem them worthy of my love and attention, much less God’s. I have written off so many people as “bad” people and walked around with my nose in the air and head in the clouds. And Jesus is nothing like that. He debased Himself as God by becoming human and living life perfectly and dying for me because I cannot. I deserve death because of the things I have done, but by the grace of God through the person on Christ, I have life. Jesus spent time with all kinds of people and showed no favoritism between groups while he lived on earth. He loved infinitely and never once took the attitude that He was better than others or more worthy of respect, even though he was the only living person who ever in fact was. This is the person I want to exemplify. The One who loved everyone despite what they had done in the past, what they were doing at the time, their social status or what they could give to him. I have gotten it all wrong for so long.

I am so sorry. God is so much bigger than I can ever imagine and His love is infinitely different and greater than mine. I’m sorry for the hypocrisy, please know that Jesus, the Son of God and Savior of the world, is so much different than me. He is not self seeking and He does not give his love with conditions. As a Christian, I am made right with God solely because of the perfect sacrifice of Jesus Christ, NOT anything I have ever done or will ever do. My heart is saddened today because I have tried for so long to earn salvation and I have turned people, my friends, people I love dearly, off to the Gospel or sent them spiraling down the same road of self-sufficiency that I have traveled for so long. Yet I take joy in the fact that, as my pastor so often reminds us, “It’s okay because that’s why Jesus died!” I am a sinner, I can’t do anything about it except be changed by the love of Christ, revel in the fact that I am justified before God by Grace Alone. I have been declared righteous. And I think, this is the beginning of the Gospel.