flirt |flərt| verb 1 [ intrans. ] behave as though attracted to or trying to attract someone, but for amusement rather than with serious intentions :

I have been thinking about this word a lot lately. Some questions have been wondering though my head. Such as;

#1 What is flirting?

#2 Is it ever acceptable or appropriate to flirt?

#3 Do I flirt?

To answer the first of these questions, I have asked a few different people, of a variety of ages and back rounds, what they perceive flirting to be, the common theme is; "trying to get attention from someone (or someone's) from the opposite gender".

The second question is the one that baffles me. I have always thought flirting was people being too immature to have a decent (as in quality) conversation together. But I have some dear friends who think it's okay to flirt.

Question three. In all honesty I would have to say I have flirted, but I am not proud of those points in my life. When I am with my friends having a good time, sometimes I get the idea; "Oh if I say this and that, he'll see me, and think I am so funny." Sometimes I do it sometimes I don't.


To sum up it all up. I would say flirting is when "just having fun", crosses over into "trying to get attention". I can say from personal experiences that flirting can end in a confused and hurt heart. So I would rather not repeat what I see as my mistakes of the past, for what I might see as harmless fun at the present.

Waiting

The days were now turning warm. Ella spent most of her time outside where she could feel the cool that came off the sea. Her flowers were so beautiful! I think why they were so pretty was she would sing to them, though she was not a great singer, but she enjoyed singing softly while tending to the cottage duties and the flower beds. She would also tell stories to her flowers. Draw your own conclusions but I think any living thing would grow better if it was feed music and stories.

One afternoon Evan finished early, as he walked up the stone steps he heard, through the open door, Ella singing. He stood in the doorway for a minute just to watch her. She did not know he was there for she was not facing him. Evan saw the spring days had added much color and life into her face. He saw she was dreaming of something, and admiring her own hand. Ella was looking at it like a girl will, first tilting it one way then the next. Evan then saw what it was. Upon her finger was the ring. Evan went in and grabbed her hand "How could you, Ella?" he asked as he took the ring off her hand. "What if you had lost it? What would happen then? How could you do such a thing?" Ella turned to face him seeing tears well up in her eyes and realizing how harsh his words had been, he apologized for loosing his temper, but would she promise not to wear the ring ever again? Ella forgave him and promised never to wear it again. When Even turned to put the ring back on the mantel, she added in a whisper "Not until you ask me to."

Sometimes I want to give up and take the "easy" road. Randomly pick a school or a job to do, then some time go out meet a boy get married and have a "pulled together life". But that my friend would only be a life partly lived. Sometimes I forget I haven't given up, I forget there is a battle going on for my life, and for the world. I'm just passive not caring my weight, doing what I could, going out and fighting for the one who loves, and saved me. I'm not even practising. Both are lives only partly lived.

Today was Good Friday. We talked about how Christ actively gave himself to save what he created, what he loved. And then I look at what little I'm willing to do for him, sacrifice for him, let him handle, trust him. Over and over I am telling him he is not good enough to run my life (much less save it) he doesn't realize what I have to do in this day and age to have respect from people, what is demanded of me.

Christ,
You are the only one who can save me, no one else can do it. I want to live a full life for you, doing what you dreamt of me doing, I want to live a life that reflects your glory back to you. I know I often want the spotlight, I'm sorry for taking your praise. Like the Triumphal Entry I am just the donkey you are riding, it would be foolish to think they were saying "Hosanna!" to me without you I am simply a donkey, who doesn't know what to do.
Take my life and do with me what you will, I pray you will give me courage and faith.

At Last! (April Fools)

I didn't want to tell everyone because I've been waiting to see if it would really happen.
So here is whats going on; as many of you know I have loved Ireland since visiting it 7 years ago. Well this fall I get to move there and live with this family I know until the spring! To say I am excited would be a gross understatement. I'll be leaving the end of August! Sadly that means I'll miss the camp retreat at the beach. But on the sunny side I'll hear more tales to tell you all when I return. The family I'll be staying with pastor a small church, and has four kids, so I'll be helping around the house and involved in their local ministry.