Friday, November 5, 2010

Soul Food

"Do not be afraid; you will not suffer shame. Do not fear disgrace; you will not be humiliated. You will forget the shame of your youth and remember no more the reproach of your widowhood. For you Maker is your husband-- the Lord Almight is his name-- the Holy One of Israel is your Redeemer; he is called the God of all the earth... 'For a brief moment I abandoned you, but with deep compassion I will bring you back. In a surge of anger I his my face from you for a moment, but with everlasting kindness I will have compassion on you,' says the Lord your Redeemer. '...Though the Mountains be shaken and the hills be removed, yet my unfailing love for you will not be shaken nor my covenant of peace be removed,' says the Lord who has compassion on you. 'O afflicted city, lashed by storms and not comforted, I will build you with stones of turquise, your foundations with sapphires... 'For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways,' declares the Lord. 'As the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts.'"

Isaiah 54:4-5,7-8, 10-11; 55:8-9


This makes my heart feel better.

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

I've never been one for change...

... but I want to be one for God's plan.

"My lover spoke and said to me, 'Arise, my darling, my beautiful one, and come with me. See! The winter is past; the rains are over and gone. Flowers appear on the earth; the season of singing has come, the cooing of doves is heard in our land,'... when I found the one my heart loves. I held him and would not let him go," Song of Songs 2:10-12, 3:4

"'Even now,' declares the Lord, 'return to me with all your heart, with fasting and weeping and mourning.' Rend your heart and not your garments. Return to the Lord your God, for he is gracious and compassionate, slow to anger and abounding in love, and he relents from sending calamity. Who knows? He may turn and have pity and leave behind a blessing-- grain offerings and drink offerins for the Lord your God." Joel 2:12-14



God is so good.
God is so good.
God is so good.
He's so good to me.

Sunday, October 31, 2010

NEW POSTS

Read about Kit Stallings's and my life away from facebook:

(This is where you click to do so.)



I'll return to this blog in ten days!
And in the mean time, I'm diggin some Song of Songs... but not in any weird way. In a really awesome God loves me so much for absolutely no reason, and I'm so thankful for his grace that makes Him see me as beautiful way. And because of this, I just love Jesus so much, too. :)

Thursday, October 14, 2010

Something I've noticed...

... people LOVE to be sarcastic about no one actually paying any attention to their blogs/life.

I, personally, would love to be sarcastic about the mass amounts of people who are obsessed with my blog/life... shoooott... It would also be nice to be able to be sarcastic about my mass amounts of humility and unselfishness I obtain... two things that may never happen.

Anyways, moral of the story: I'm self-absorbed and will be sarcastic no matter what. Now, read my blogs.

come one, come all

Basically, I have no idea what just influenced me to title this post what I did. It's a random line from the dramatic theatrical tear-jerker Charlotte's Web (One of the Members/narrators says it when describing the fair, for those of you wondering... Oh, so no one? okay, cool).

Anywho, I wanted all of the cyber world to know about the project that Kit and I began night before last.

Title: Life Is Worth More than Facebook
Goal: to experience the joys God offers to the facebook free life while learning to appreciate the quality of His creation and the shortness of our time
Blog so you can read about it: http://www.lifeisworthmorethanfb.blogspot.com/
Your part: follow it. tell yo kids. tell yo wives. we gon' find you, we gon find you. so you can run and tell that (= our blog/mission/etc.), run and tell that, run and tell that. Homeboy-Home-home-home-boy!


If you want to know what's up with my life, you'll have to pay attention to that for the next month cause I'll probably be posting there really often and maybe or maybe not here maybe or maybe not at all.



Plus, it just makes me happy when people are reading my blog posts. :)





I'd like to end with one of my favorite little songs:
God is so good.
God is so good.
God is so good.
He's so good to me.

Anybody here me? Amen? Amen.

Thursday, October 7, 2010

blessed assurance

Recent question: "When am I going to be able to gain control of my life again, and why is it such a disorganized mess right now?"

More recent answer: Never because I'm trying to have control.

Refocus: God is the boss. I am called to praise him. He gives me life. I surrender.

My confidence: His name.

With this outlook, my life will fall back into its place: His hands... and whatever it looks like there is what it should look like for now.

There my soul finds comfort.

Monday, October 4, 2010

922

So, I just learned how to look at my blog's "Stats," and I have wayyy more page views than I thought. I was expecting like 30 all time history, but it was definitely alot more than that.
I would like to thank all my stalkers out there and invite them back for tea.
This also made me feel a smidge guiltier for not posting for so long because everyone is apparently DYING to know about my life on the plains. I just don't know what they were doing with out my every thought.

Well, no worries, stalkers. I'm back to stay... of course I say that..................

Thursday, September 30, 2010

Yes, I'm still alive.

The whole reason I made this blog was so that I could keep all of my addicted followers updated on my first year of college. Midterms are next week, and I haven't posted since before classes began. Thus said, I've failed miserably at carrying out my blog's purpose so far. I offer my sincerest apologies--especially to anyone reading to stay updated on the status of my life (Rosemary Jager is alive, despite the inactivity and reflection of death in her recent blogging habits.).

Well, now that I've convinced you that I'm not dead, I guess I'll get back to college life. At the present, creativity has taken a stance against me, so I hope you won't mind a sort of listing of my college activities. Good? Good... Where to begin? Well, when I was actually posting with frequency, I couldn't seem to stop my praises of Alpha Gamma Delta, so I guess we'll start there...

Alpha Gamma Delta is grand. I love my pledge class. I love squirrels. I love how God is already using Alpha Gam to shape me into a woman he wants me to be. I've made so many wonderful friends there already and know there are still so many more to make... I'm not very good at the whole going to swaps part of pledgeship, nor am I very good at the whole meeting boys part of being a freshman girl... Lately, I've been kind of sad that girls I've met don't know what their lives are worth to the Lord, and I want them to know how much he loves them, and I want them to want His love. Lately, I've also been kind of sad that I have the same problem... Next week is Initiation Week which means busy-busy fun-fun every minute of my life (with events like BIG-LITTLE REVELATION annnd my first FALL FORMAL Yayy!)... Overall, Alpha Gam is so grand, and everyday, God shows me more of a reason of why he placed me there. Our Bid Day shirts could not have been more true, "Could I have been any other than an Alpha Gam?" No.

Next topic?

The actual college of college (class) is average. My grades are good, I suppose. I'd like them to be a smidge higher here and there, but they are acceptable. All 16 hours of my classes are easy (shout out to RateMyProfessor.com), however I am not interested in pursuing any of them as a career/major. You see, until yesterday, I was under the impression that I was an official Undeclared major in the College of Liberal Arts. As it happens, I was still under Vocal Music Ed., and you and I both know that there is no way in heck I'm pursuing that major (not to mention, the fact that I'm not taking a single music course). So (as of yesterday), I (drumroll, please) officially declared myself an English Language Arts Ed. major... and I'm really excited... about taking English classes again in the fall of 2011... So, yeah. Core stinks. I do nothing I love anymore--ever. Singing, writing, making art, running really slowly, and etc.: all have disappeared from my life. CORE STINKS.

But moving past that...

Auburn Football just slaps a really big smile right on my silly freshman face.

Other than the above...

In general college is... good. Sometimes average (MLIA, so what can I say?), but on the upper side of average. Over the past 2 or 3 weeks, the new and glamourous version of college has faded away, and now, I've just got the version of plain, simple, and slightly clostrophobic. Life is less exciting, but still enjoyable. I'm becoming a little more vulnerable to homesickness. The emotional adjustment to college was incredibly more easy than I ever expected, but the time management adjustment, incredibly more hard (Prayer, please? Thanks).

In conclusion...

I never thought I would crave home-cooked pancakes, but I do with severity.

Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Not my scene...

As hard as it is to remember, I am actually at Auburn University for an education. Today's lesson: Band Parties.

If I was interested in alcohol, maybe this first band party experience would have been fun-- but I'm not, and it wasn't. We (my roommate and I) left, and we may or may not ever go back to another one.

Conclusion of today's lesson: Band parties just aren't my scene... or our scene for that matter. Which is one of many reasons why I love my precious Leigh Ann.

So, anyone stalking this blog (so basically, I'm talking to no one right now), hook me up with the underground tunnel system in Auburn for the next time there is a band party.

Sunday, August 15, 2010

homeless

Tonight is my first night back in the ham. It's only been a week. I feel super lame for coming home, but just to clear the air: I have a doctor's appt. here tomorrow. Sittiing in my room makes me miss Auburn. I feel so inbetween and confused about where home is. Auburn ALMOST is, but not quite, but Birmingham just isn't the same after only a week away. It's like I'm homeless.

That's why I'm loving some of this:
"So let the most high God be like a home to you."
Psalm 91:9... nothing like the comfort of home in my Redeemer. :)


P.S. Day #2 of the squirrel life was even better than Day #1. God knows me SO STINKIN' WELL. Everything about Auburn tells me so.
It blows my mind.

Saturday, August 14, 2010

AΓΔ

Rejoicing in the Lord is easy today!!!
God made me to be a squirrel.

This is a lovely picture that my roommate (and fellow baby squirrel) took of me after i accepted my bid.

Thursday, August 12, 2010

one more day

All to Jesus I surrender;


All to Him I freely give;

I will ever love and trust Him,

In His presence daily live.

Refrain:

I surrender all,

I surrender all;

All to Thee, my blessed Savior,

I surrender all.

All to Jesus I surrender;

Humbly at His feet I bow,

Worldly pleasures all forsaken;

Take me, Jesus, take me now.

All to Jesus I surrender;

Make me, Savior, wholly Thine;

Let me feel the Holy Spirit,

Truly know that Thou art mine.

All to Jesus I surrender;

Lord, I give myself to Thee;

Fill me with Thy love and power;

Let Thy blessing fall on me.

All to Jesus I surrender;

Now I feel the sacred flame.

Oh, the joy of full salvation!

Glory, glory, to His Name!

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

RUSHIN

God is so real. I love Him and all the work He is doing in me through the recruitment process.
What a blessing.
Who would've thought I could grow so much and be this encouraged by so many Christian girls in only 3 days? Not me.
So glad I was wrong-- and that I am alot of the times-- and that God NEVER is.
Thanks to anyone rushing me who is stalking my facebook who ended up stalking my blog for contributing so much to my growth in the Lord.
Can't wait to see what He does Saturday.

Keep prayin for me-- it works!

Monday, August 9, 2010

Joy

I. Love. Auburn.
Rush is wonderful. Ice water teas were SO fun. I had a fabulous time and have made so many new friends already. Not homesick at all... sorry, family. I still love you.
I'm absolutely exhausted and life. is. good. :)

oh. annnnd i love my lovely roommate only ALOT ALOT.

Thanks for the prayers. Keep em comin.

"The lot is cast into the lap, but it's every decision is from the Lord."
Proverbs 16:33... Can't wait to see where the lot lands in God's hands!

Friday, August 6, 2010

Austin, a Dee{/a}r

Precious Austin wrote me this poem:

Rose
Oh Rose, Sweet Rose
Why must you leave my side
My hearts been ripped
My face been drenched
With all the tears I've cried

But Rose, loving Rose
Great things must come to end
A true companion you are to me
A truly loving friend

So Rose, Dear Rose
I plead on last act of love
Before you float to the Plains
I request a GIANT HUGE MASSIVE Goodbye BEAR hug

It came complete with a paper airplane to throw at the wall whenever I'm mad in my dorm.
... I'm gonna miss that kid.



And as if that wasn't funny enough, I just registered for a JOGGING class. HA HA.
I'm going to die, but hopefully, this will avoid any hint of the freshman fifteen!!

I MUST FINISH PACKING.
15 hours until I leave for Aubs... super mixed emotions. Current emotion: happy.
and I want to stay that way for as long as possible.


War Eagle.

Sunday, August 1, 2010

rewind back to the time i didn't know how to post videos

I THINK I've got it figured out now...

Everything I know about college I learned from Troy Bolton.

too soon

I'll be seeing you
In all the old familiar places
That this heart of mine embraces
All day through.

In that small cafe;
The park across the way;
The children's carousel;
The chestnut trees;
The wishin' well.

I'll be seeing you
In every lovely summer's day;
In every thing that's light and gay.
I'll always think of you that way.

I'll find you
In the morning sun
And when the night is new.
I'll be looking at the moon,
But I'll be seeing you.

I'll be seeing you
In every lovely summer's day;
In every thing that's light and gay.
I'll always think of you that way.

I'll find you
In the morning sun
And when the night is new.
I'll be looking at the moon,
But I'll be seeing you.
Billie Holiday, "I'll Be Seeing You"
(*Disclaimer: I liked this song before I saw The Notebook.)


I figured it out:
I'm so glad that college is coming, I just feel like it's coming a bit too soon.
I took this in Homewood while enjoying my last Saturday night in Birmingham.

Saturday, July 31, 2010

3:58 am

After 10 ten dollars and 5 hours, Girl and I have made the best crafts of all time. My hands are covered in paint, my face in oil, and I absolutely hate staying up to the wee hour of the morning that it is now. But oh, how I love having a good time with my good friend.

There are none better than Girl and Girl.
War Eagle to that.

Wednesday, July 28, 2010

ten

Well, today was a complete waste of time. As in, I completely wasted all of my time today... which is just so wonderful- except not really at all.
I'm realizing that I turn to procrastination to avoid not only things I don't want to do, but also, things I am afraid of (i.e. moving to Auburn). Therefore, the mess that I call my bedroom only grows, and the ENORMOUS "Pakcking Pile" of items I am going to take to college with me remains untouched and unorganized (and despite my father's claims, I really am a very organized person- I love grammar, for Pete's sake-- how could I not be?).

Ugh. I feel out of the entering freshman emotional loop. I keep seeing all these Facebook status updates about how excited all my friends are about moving away in ten days, and I'm just... not.
Oh, well. Nothin' I can do about that other than just go to college in ten days anyways.


Turning to a complete different leaf, I'm feeling more and more of a pull towards an English major (this leaf motivated by the Poetry section in Barnes and Noble this morning).
I'm very upset with myself because this VERY morning I had a little chat with myself about how I need to replace my internet time with time (FIRST OF ALL in God's Word and second of all) reading. I just love poetry, and books, and etc., and I want to know all about different authors, and eras of literature, and etc.. The problem is I just can't convince myself I'd be good enough at any of above to make it into a major, much less a career- and that's mostly because I never spend time reading, and instead, I do THIS!

On that note, I'll say goodbye.
To anyone stalking me enough to read my blog, please, keep the prayers coming. :)

Sunday, July 18, 2010

twenty

The title of this entry is the precise amount of days until I move into my Auburn dorm. Where THE HECK has the time gone?
So much to do. So much to do.

... and I am on the internet. What wonderful time management skills I have!

Twenty. Days.
Twenty.
20.
20.20.20.20.20
twennnntyyy.

Pray for me!

Wednesday, July 14, 2010

ruthie's room: where the cool kids at

There aren't many things that are better than what is happening at this moment. Let me set the scene for you: DL: Ruthdog hopelessly attempts to clean her closet while Caroline and I listen to MAYBE a fourth of the words she endlessly rattles off (consisting mostly of stories she has already told us four times, about Austin the Female Deer or all of the 40-yr-old women she works with everyday, beginning with "This is a really funny story... actually, it's not," and concluding with Caroline commenting, "That was the worst story I've ever heard,"); UC: Caroline and I brush up on our internet stalking on two separate laptops, occasionally glancing over at each other's monitors to laugh at a youtube clip of unfathomable fat women dancing.
It's times like these that remind me how much I'm going to miss my sisters.

Ruth just pointed out that ever since we were little girls, we have often gravitated to her room to hang out and be goof balls. I love it. We're all so weird and hilarious, and I can't help but think that everyone should want to be one of us Jager girls. What's not to love, right? (For example, Ruth just shoved a let's just say SOILED pair of nike shorts in front of my face, demanding my poor little nose to "Smell this. Smell this. Smell this. Smell this..." and etc. until I obey... WHO DOESN'T LOVE THAT.) I love hating listening to Ruth tell the same story for the 5th time and relay absolutely POINTLESS information to me. I love hating Caroline's DRIVE-ME-CRAZY-ANNOYING-ARGUMENT-CRAVING-CONTROL-FREAK nags. Gin isn't even here, but she also wasn't for the first 7 years of my life when these Ruth's room gatherings began. Don't get me wrong, I'll miss Gin, too, but she'll get some other blog entry later...

It'll be weird to be weird without them. I laugh more with the two of them than anyone else, so I don't know who the heck is going to fill in the time-wasting cackle time we share.

What's weird about this particular entry, is that it is sounding so much more sappy than I am actually feeling right now. I guess, I just always end up writing that way- which is kind of annoying, but whatever... Right now, I just feel lazy, laid-back, and well entertained. And that's just what I'm going to miss next year, because even though those three components compose college, college doesn't come with my sisters.

... Thinking about it, there are totes-def-ABSOLUTELY-wayyyy better things than what is happening at this moment. But this kinda thing totes-def-ABSOLUTELY ranks up high.

Tuesday, July 13, 2010

i'm baa-aaaaaack

Hello, hello.
If you read the one other post (see below) I have on here, you will see that it is dated in November 2009. As you read, you will find out that I was sentanced to a recliner in my room for 5 days straight due to sinus and nasal surgery, and this travesty produced a blog that I quickly forgot how to log onto once my poor little nose recovered. (DISCLAIMER: the surgery was NOT, repeat: NOT, reconstructive.)

Anywho, I've been legit wanting a blog for a while because I love to write, and I love to talk, and I love to waste my time on the internet, and if you ask me, that sounds like the perfect recipe for a blog. So, I trekked my little fingers into the deepest memories, files, and etc. of my laptop and figured out how to get back on this thing and gave it a new look for the greatest adventure of my life thus far: COLLEGE.

In only (approximately) 20-something days, I will move onto the rolling plains of Dixie, neath the sunkissed sky. I'm nervous, but excited (Zac Efron, SNL High School Musical 4). It just doesn't seem like I'll be quite ready in 20-something days, but in seeing that I have no choice but TO be ready in 20-something days, I suppose I will be... it's all in God's perfect timing; I just have to keep reminding myself that and praying that I will believe it. So, over the next 20-something days, you can read this here blog to watch me run around like a chicken with its head cut off in cyber space. And once 20-something days passes, you can read here to watch me conquer college and conquer the world.

So, please, enjoy my thoroughly uncreative and unoriginal blog title, as well as my thoroughly creative and original life as a freshman at Auburn University.


Goodnight and War Eagle,
Rosemary


Zac Efron couldn't have given me better advice about college. Everything I know and expect about it is in this video: