Woman at the Well Monologue

I absolutely love this monologue!





I am a woman of no distinction
of little importance.
I am a women of no reputation
save that which is bad.

You whisper as I pass by and cast judgmental glances,
Though you don’t really take the time to look at me,
Or even get to know me.

For to be known is to be loved,
And to be loved is to be known.
Otherwise what’s the point in doing
either one of them in the first place?

I WANT TO BE KNOWN.

I want someone to look at my face
And not just see two eyes, a nose,
a mouth and two ears;
But to see all that I am, and could be
all my hopes, loves and fears.

But that’s too much to hope for,
to wish for,
or pray for
So I don’t, not anymore.

Now I keep to myself
And by that I mean the pain
that keeps me in my own private jail
The pain that’s brought me here
at midday to this well.

To ask for a drink is no big request
but to ask it of me?
A woman unclean, ashamed,
Used and abused
An outcast, a failure
a disappointment, a sinner.

No drink passing from these hands
to your lips could ever be refreshing
Only condemning, as I’m sure you condemn me now
But you don't.

You’re a man of no distinction;
Though of the utmost importance.
A man with little reputation, at least so far.

You whisper and tell me to my face
what all those glances have been about, and
You take the time to really look at me.
But don’t need to get to know me.

For to be known is to be loved and
To be loved is to be known.

And you know me.
You actually know me;
all of me and everything about me.
Every thought inside and hair on top of my head;
Every hurt stored up, every hope, every dread.

My past and my future, all I am and could be.
You tell me everything,
you tell me about me!

And that which is spoken by another
would bring hate and condemnation.
Coming from you brings love, grace,
mercy, hope and salvation.

I’ve heard of one to come
who could save a wretch like me
And here in my presence, you say
I AM He.

To be known is to be loved;
And to be loved is to be known.

And I just met you.
But I love you.
I don’t know you,
but I want to get to.

Let me run back to town
this is way to much for just me.
There are others: brothers,
sisters, lovers, haters.

The good and the bad, sinners and saints
who should hear what you’ve told me;
who should see what you’ve shown me;
who should taste what you gave me;
who should feel how you forgave me.

For to be known is to be loved;
And to be loved is to be known.
And they all need this, too.
We all do
Need it for our own.

God is my co-pilot?

January 15th, 2009 a plane hit a flock of birds shortly after take off. The pilot needed to take the plane down as soon as possible in the safest way. So, as I am sure you all remember, he ditched the plane into the Hudson River. All the people on the plane survived. A pretty amazing story.
We talked about this today in Chapel. The Chaplain asked if anyone remembered that pilots name...almost everybody raised their hand and said his name...Chesley Sullenberger. Then he asked, does anybody know the name of the co-pilot? No one had a clue.







God is my co-pilot. Hmmm...if it's so great to have God as a co-pilot, then why is it that no ones knows the name of the co-pilot in the Hudson River crash? Why? I feel that this is one of the dummest Christian bumper stickers.Sure it's saying, God is with me as I travel. But it is also saying that God is second in command. We are putting God after what we want, saying that we come first. Is that what being a follower of Christ is all about? I don't think so. When Jesus was on earth and had his disciples, did he ask them what they wanted? No, he told them what they were going to do. He said follow me & told them where to go and what to do. Today as Christians, we put him second. We are supposed to be following him, but instead it seems like we have him following us, to be with us and protect us. Instead of going where he wants us to go, we go where we want and have him come with us. When we find ourselves doing things we want that we know may not be right, instead of turning away we try to seek approval to justify it. Instead of serving to others, we ask God to be there to serve to us. Instead of going to worship just to glorify God, we go to see what we can get out of it. Everything we do, we have to make a decision. We have two views telling us what we should do. We have God telling us what we know is right. On the other, our sinful self telling is what we want. In moments like this we sin. These moments when we desire something more than our Savior Jesus Christ. This needs to stop. To be the best Christian we can possibly be, we must make God our pilot and put his will first. Do what he tells us to do, not what we want.

"I know that all God's commands are spiritual, but I am not. Isn't this also your experience?" Yes. I am full of myself-after all, I've spent a long time in sin's prison. What I don't understand about myself is that I decide one way, but then I act another, doing things I absolutely despise. So if I can't be trusted to figure out what is best for myself and then do it, it becomes obvious that God's command is necessary. -Romans 7:14-16

This verse is proof that we can no longer keep God in the passenger seat, but let him take the wheel in our lives.

"When I have a family I want it to be so different than how mine was."

"When I have a family I want it to be so different than how mine was."

Today & other days, I have thought that statement to myself. If I sat and told you all the things that weren't perfect about my family it would take a while. Not saying that I have the worst family, because I know I don't, I just want for my future family to be better.
And I know, that there can never be a perfect family, I understand that life happens, but can't I have a dream?
Before I think about starting a family and having kids. I want to be prepared. I want to first have a home for my child or children to grow up in. Not that it's not a blessing to have an unplanned pregnancy, I want mine to be planned. I don't want to have to move my children around a lot, causing them to go from school to school.
I want to be stable, have good income. I want to be able to provide for all of my child's needs. And to be able to give them things they want. I don't want to spoil them, I just want them to have more than I did. When they get older, I want to be able to get them a car. Not an expensive one, and probably not their dream car, but something to start out with. I won't just give them the car, they will have responsibilities, and I would expect them to get a job or something like that. I don't want them to have to deal with relying on other people for rides like I still have to today.
As a mother, I want to be the someone that my child can go to when they have a problem. I know that they won't always want to come to me because that's just how it is sometimes. Personally, I have never really gone to my mom when I needed someone to talk to. It's weird because it seemed that people who barely knew my mom would just talk to her about anything in their lives. But I could never go to my mom like that, I am not sure why it was like that. I just never felt comfortable. I don't want my children to feel that way.
I want my family to have dinner together. My family never sat down at the table and ate together. Last Thanksgiving, I went to my room mates Aunt's house with her. We all sat together, talked, laughed, and enjoyed dinner and each others company. At first, to me it was really weird because I wasn't used to it, but afterwords I really loved it. It honestly was one of the best Thanksgivings I have ever had. So my goal will be to cook dinner and eat with my family almost every night of the week.
I want my family to actually do things together. There are two instances that I remember of my mom, dad, brother, & I all doing something together. They are my favorite memories. Those were the times when my family really seemed to be a family. It's sad that there were only two. So my goal, is to take more time to go do things together. Vacations and even simple things like going to the park and playing some game. Just take some quality time.
When my children accomplish things I want to show them how proud I am. When they have dreams I want to encourage them. Most importantly, I want them to know that I love them.
I don't want to get too busy doing other things, dealing with bad habbits, and being selfish to spend time with, provide for, and be there for my child when they need me.
Not only do I want to be the best mother I can, I want to be the best wife to my husband. I am not sure yet how to do that. Maybe because I don't have the best father figure in my life. But I will learn. I have some ideas from watching other people. I want to understand and meet his needs & make him most happy. I also want to make sure that I give him his space. Let him do his guy stuff. And when he comes home I don't want to ask him a billion questions about what he was doing and why. I want him to be someone I can confide in & trust, as well as someone he can confide in & trust. I want us to be so in love and to be a great example to our children.
There is probably so much more I could say about all this.
But this won't happen for years to come anyhow so I got some time.
And like I said in the beggining, I know that there can never be a perfect family, I understand that life happens, but can't I have a dream?

Underestimated

Kriste M. King
Ate a chicken wing
She ate all she could
Like Josh knew she would
She got real full
But Josh said "That's bull!
That all you ate?"
Then he licked her plate
Later that night
Kriste got a fright
So she sent a text
All the while he flexed
Some time went by
Josh said with a sigh
While Kriste ate soup
"I underestimated my poop"
Kriste laughed aloud
While Josh gave no sound
Then she said
with that thought in her head
"I love you baby"
And now maybe
His cell he won't forget
Next time he's on the toilet

Not Sure What To Do

Well lately I have just been pretty confused on what to do. This summer hasn't exactly been what I planned it to be. I haven't gotten a job or a car yet. I didn't get an apartment with Kriste or my mother. I feel like I have dissapointed myself. All my money is gone. I haven't told Amanda yet and when I finally do she will kill me.
Everything with school has been messed up. My $1200 dollar scholarship that was supposed to pay for spring 2010 tuition is in my account for this next school year, which has my account still on hold and I still can't start classes for this fall. It's so stupid. I swear people at FSC are idiots sometimes. If I get all this money stuff situated I don't know if I should go back to school this fall. I was planning on commuting but I don't have a car so I can't really do that. I could live on campus but then how would I get to church on Sunday mornings to work. I don't want to give up my job doing the nursery because it is the only way for me to make money. Plus, I don't want to be stuck ot being able to go to church and youth on Sunday anyways.
The only thing I can think of to do is to not go to school this fall, continue trying to find a job, get a car and then go back in the spring. I just don't know.

I don't even know what to title this...just read it.

Today a woman at my church came up to me insisting an apology. 50 days ago, Easter, she & her daughter came and sat down at a table with me and my friend Stephen. So we were talking about different things. One conversation came up about young teen girls having babies. Stephen’s brother’s girlfriend has a child. I was at first surprised because she is so young. Stephen and I both said that we wouldn’t do that. As in have children at such a young age and most definitely before we are married. Just saying, you know, we would both rather wait to have children. Not that we thought that is how all people should be. We agreed that everyone has their own opinions and are free to do what they decide. It is possible that we may have also talked about abortion…I don’t remember everything said because well that was 50 days ago. So I believe that people have their own choice about abortions. There are different reasons why a woman might or might not have one. Everyone can agree this is a touchy subject. Anyways, I am sure that Stephen or myself would have said that anyone should have an abortion, but most likely that it’s up to the woman to decided considering her circumstances.

So this woman came to me right. She starts reminding me how she came on Easter and sat with me and another young man. She had already spoken to the young man and now she wanted to talk to me. She also reminded me of our conversation about the above. Then she proceeded to say that she herself had been raped and had her daughter out of wedlock, which after they left her and her daughter went to their car and cried. Are Stephen and I wrong for what we said? I think not. We spoke our opinion on something. Do we look at her and say “Ewww you were raped and had two twins before you were married, you can’t come to this church.” No! We would accept her just the same as anyone person. We honestly don’t judge people on whether or not they waited to have children after marriage, or if they were raped….it doesn’t matter. Just to let you know, in our church we have people who have had children outside of marriage. We treat them just the same. She obviously does not know that or taken the time to spend in our church to find it out.

Another thing she mentioned to me was how Stephen and I go to fancy, expensive universities. She said that we hurt her and her daughter by this, that we can afford to go to expensive schools. She cannot afford to put her daughter through school and that she doesn’t have the credit to put out loans for it. She needs to get it straight! Yes, Stephen and I are in school. He goes to Florida Gulf Coast University; I myself go to Florida Southern College. Stephen’s school is maybe about 20,000 a year but I am not sure. My school costs me about 31,000 a year. So yes, we do pay for our schools. Does that mean we can afford it? No. We both ourselves have taken out loans. I pay cash as well & do work study to pay for college. We both do have some scholarships to help us as well. My mother has not helped me pay a single penny. She can’t, I completely understand that, so I have never asked for help nor will I ever. My father, well he is not even in the picture. Our parents can not pay for our schooling either, so she doesn’t need to act like Stephen and I have perfect lives because we are able to go to school. We most definitely do not.


At this point I was so mad. I just wanted to explode on her.

Last, she said to me that the Bible says that if you have a problem with someone that you are not to tell everyone else about the problem but to go to them. Which, is what she was doing and that she wanted an apology for the things we had said. Before I had time to say a word she turned around and walked away before I could say anything further. So, I said as she was almost out of the kitchen, “Sorry that we offended you.” She was out the door within seconds and gone.

So immediately Stephen, my youth pastor, and some more of the youth all wanted to know what she had said….so I went off. I just kept going. I was so furious…I was turning so red.

Let me just say, that no one person is perfect. The only person to ever walk this Earth that was perfect was Jesus. My life isn’t great, nor has it ever been the worst. I understand that people may have it worse than me, or than my life has been in the past whether or not I know it. I try my best not to judge people because I don’t know their lives…I would appreciate it if others don’t expect that I am rich & lucky to be going to an expensive school. I am neither or those. I worked to get where I am, and it is a blessing for me to say that I attend Florida Southern College. I don’t take it for granted. I thank God that he has allowed me to go there.

Now, the woman who came to me and said these things, well I don’t know much about her, but what I have seen of her I honestly don’t like. She obviously has some personal issues, probably psychological. As she told me today, she was raped. She also said that because she had these children she was disowned by her family. Those are all probably why she has these issues.

She has had a fit in the middle of a Sunday school class about how no one in this church has accepted her. Now, I can not say that everyone has treated her with complete open arms. It saddens me to say this, but it is true that not all the people in my church are as Methodist claim to be. Not everyone fits into the Open Hearts, Open Minds, Open Doors philosophy. But I would say that most people were kind to her and treated her well. This “fit” happened a few weeks before Easter. She had not returned until Easter Sunday when we had those conversations. To be honest, I feel like she came to the church just to find something wrong with it. And maybe she thinks what Stephen and I said was “unchristian” but really they were our opinions; respect them because we respect yours. I also don’t want anyone coming to my church trying to find something wrong, why would you do that? No place is perfect. No one is perfect. That is why we have the church. It is where we meet. All different people with all different problems together. Together to learn, to hold each other accountable, to have fun, to find help, and to become a better person. Don’t ever enter church doors expecting to find perfection, because it won’t happen. What you will find, is God.

I wrote about this because it bothered me so much. I did nothing wrong to her, if you can find something I did wrong, please tell me.

Don’t judge me & I won’t judge you.
Respect me & I will respect you.
Don’t ever judge or disrespect my church.
Though it is not perfect, it is my home and the people there are my family.
NEVER come into my house and disrespect me or my family.

And that is all I got to say about that.

Turnt 20 :)

Me at age 20 :)

Yesterday was my 20th birthday, and despite one thing, it was the best birthday I have had.
I had so much fun. I have always since I was a child, wanted to have my birthday at Chuck E. Cheese. My mom never ever ever gave me a birthday party there though. But this year, thanks to my amazing friends, I got a Chuck E. Cheese birthday party lol. Not really, we just went and played games like kids again. It was pretty damn amazing, I had fun. Then after that we went to Applebees, where we always go :) My friends are amazing and they got me some pretty great things. Dude! I got Magic tickets :) I must say the best gift of all was being with my friends. They make me the happiest. Even when things bring me down, they can make me laugh and that is what I need the most. Laughter is the best medicine. This is really short, probably because I am not mentioning the one thing that I have always in the other posts, and I'm not going to...it's just better this way. Can not keep holding on it.