| Alright, the time has come. I'm now stationed at Blogger, so please come check it out...
My New Blog!
I'll keep this site for the occassional piffle update, and commenting, but my substantive (yes, I will have posts of substance!) will be on Blogger.
*All my Xanga-abandoned love* |
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| I have my last class of my freshman year of college today. |
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| I HAVE been terrible about posting this semester. Pardon my long absences, but college seems to suck my relational energy, and I am left with a dry brain and a lack of innovative blogging.
Since we last talked alot has happened (I say "we" because no matter who is reading this, I guarantee alot has happened since we talked). We are finally to the Bible portion of Torrey. Yesterday we had a session on Job. I love the fact that my school work is life-changing. I seriously left the session changed in my faith.
One thing Job showed me was how little I actually think of "my" God. I have a certain idea of God, and when I speak to him I demand him to answer on my terms -- human terms. Job did this as well, but God answered him in a whirlwind and basically said "I AM". He answered, but not on Job's terms, thank goodness! How glad am I that the Lord I serve cannot be confined by my ignorance. He should refuse to answer on my terms -- I hope God is bigger than my minute understanding. He tenderly leads me to a broader idea of Him -- a divine picture that can never be finished on this earth. How truly awesome. I am greatly encouraged by the grandness of my Maker. He is beyond human words.
In other news, I signed up for a room next year! I will be living on lower campus with Jane and 6 of my other good friends. Jane and I have already planned our room. The whole floor of girls is going to be amazing. Ergh! So good....*grin*
I only have a few weeks left of school, which is terribly hard to believe. Recently, I have been reminiscing a bit on the past, and attempting to conjure up feelings from last summer -- trying my hardest to recollect my thoughts, ideas, emotions and dreams BEFORE my life-changing year. I surprised myself with how hard it was to actually put myself in the past. I have been so forward-focused all year....growing rapidly and looking always ahead to the next thing -- the next semester, class, paper, meeting, beach outing, etc -- that I have failed to truly recognize where I am. Sometimes I am just struck with a surreal reality (I know that makes no sense, but bear with me). I'll see myself here, almost in third person, and find it almost too good to be true. Oftentimes it's too freaky of a feeling, so I avoid it, but once in a great while I'm overwhelmed with all the change -- but it's a good overwhelmed. I'm blessed. Truly.
I also registered for classes today. I added a philosphy minor to my English major last week, so we'll see if it sticks. It should. Besides, philosophy seemed inevitable after being here for a few semesters, so I succumbed. Haha.
Well, my hodge-podge of a post much conclude. Perhaps I will post some pictures in the near future, but until then...
*All my love* |
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| No way. I learn things in segments. Taking big bites and digesting at rapid speeds, my life filters through my mind -- only brushing my soul --
and leaves again. I accomplish things, I don't live them.
I'm missing a beauty in life if I see only the goal, and fail to recognize the steps that lead to the happily everafter. A process, eh? I think I'm scared that if I go too slow, the goal might disappear. It might go away, and I'll be left with dreams -- empty and scared.
A process, you tell me. A process, I say.
You mean the goal is not all? Could there be a greater reward in the steps -- in the fluidity of scenes? To digest and not gulp...to let control go, and live in this time of process.
What a novelty. |
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| I'm home.
I'm happy.
He is Risen. |
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