I can't wait for the snow.
The cold, the chill, the colour... even the ice, maybe.
The way the icicles hang from buildings, and the snow piles and mounds walkways as we travel on foot, and even other ways.
The way the chill quite literally nips your nose, and when you look up to admire the snow on that tree, the breeze hits it, and some falls on your face.
The flakes that dance and land extraneously, quite wherever they feel like.
The way so many footprints leave marks, and you can tell where someone was going...though not what they were thinking. Or can you? Sometimes, maybe you might have some idea.
The snow is like this wonderful magic, and at the same time, this wonderful reflector of life.
It has its good days, and its bad days.
It brings joy, smiles, fun, and laughter.
But it also brings frustration, nervousness, and pain.
It isn't perfect, the snow.
But it's special. Unique. Excellent in so many ways - so many of them specific to its own nature.
It can help many things, and bring beauty to much of nature.
However, in order to do that, it must also bring some darkness, too.
Some things that might be seen as unfortunate, or lesser - unwelcome, and even bad.
I wonder if the snow is misunderstood.
It seems almost like that kid in the playground who gets bullied, but maybe no-one knows why...or maybe no-one really cares. Either way, that kid has it kinda rough. Eventually, the kid might be tolerated once he hits secondary or post-secondary, but really, he's always that kid who's never quite understood, and has too much going on for him to be truly liked, or even loved.
Yet, that's something that's always bothered me...about the kid in the playground. And about the snow.
They're different. Unusual. Unruly. Unpredictable.
All of the things we are programmed to find annoying, and insufferable, and just can't quite grow to love. For those who have that special gift, they might come to reach tolerance - or even acceptance - and much more quickly than others (some may never reach these stages), but even then... there's always something. Always some kind of barrier.
It's interesting to think about how much the snow (and nature, as a whole) reflects life, our culture, and just so many things, really. I could go on a nature spiel, but that's probably one best saved for another time.
Really though, I love the snow. In its perfect imperfectness, through its cold, and ice, and even its "inconveniences"...I just love the snow. The way it keeps you warm, but makes you cold - sometimes all at the same time. The way it's perfect for playing, or sculpting, or photographing, or just simply admiring. The way it moulds; the way it's present, moving, and still. All at the same time.
The things I could list off about the snow are numerous, as I'm sure you've figured out by now...but in the end, I'm still not sure how to explain it.
I just really love the snow.
Wednesday, 9 October 2013
Tuesday, 1 October 2013
Just Thinking
Bear with me...some jumbled thoughts seem to be coming your way.
So I'm sitting in Starbucks and I hear someone affirm someone's question about the product by putting down Tim Horton's, and the first thing I thought was why do we always seem to get affirmation from putting someone/something else down? At what point did it just become completely acceptable to assure someone by knocking something else? Maybe I'm thinking about this way too much, or maybe it just struck a nerve at the right time, but it seems to me like there is some sort of pattern happening...where it is completely acceptable to put others down - their thoughts, feelings, actions, and so forth, as a means for providing someone else with reassurance.
How is that okay?
I'm not saying I've never been guilty of it - I'm sure we all have at some point.
But since when did we just settle for certain things being acceptable?
People even have quite lengthy conversations about how they don't like certain things, but then they just accept that they are the way they are, and move on. When is it okay to do that, and when is it time to say enough is enough?
I could go on for a while, but I think maybe this is enough for now...plus I have to get back to paper outline writing...
I just couldn't stop thinking about it, and I wonder if I am the only one...
Well, I'm out for now (but I'll probably come back to it later...).
God Bless :)
EE
So I'm sitting in Starbucks and I hear someone affirm someone's question about the product by putting down Tim Horton's, and the first thing I thought was why do we always seem to get affirmation from putting someone/something else down? At what point did it just become completely acceptable to assure someone by knocking something else? Maybe I'm thinking about this way too much, or maybe it just struck a nerve at the right time, but it seems to me like there is some sort of pattern happening...where it is completely acceptable to put others down - their thoughts, feelings, actions, and so forth, as a means for providing someone else with reassurance.
How is that okay?
I'm not saying I've never been guilty of it - I'm sure we all have at some point.
But since when did we just settle for certain things being acceptable?
People even have quite lengthy conversations about how they don't like certain things, but then they just accept that they are the way they are, and move on. When is it okay to do that, and when is it time to say enough is enough?
I could go on for a while, but I think maybe this is enough for now...plus I have to get back to paper outline writing...
I just couldn't stop thinking about it, and I wonder if I am the only one...
Well, I'm out for now (but I'll probably come back to it later...).
God Bless :)
EE
Saturday, 21 September 2013
What A World We Live In
Hey guys :)
So the last time I wrote I thought things were crazy...I guess I should have known it would only get crazier with time.
I'm attending a new church tomorrow, where I am being placed as their practicum student for the next several months. I was talking to someone today, and she suggested blogging about it...So, I have made a blog dedicated to my practicum experiences. If you're interested, you can find it at 750reasons.blogspot.com.
I have no idea what I'm getting into... The church has 750 people in regular attendance over three services, and more things going on than I could ever possibly imagine. And, seeing as how I've become more of a hermit than ever this year, that's bound to be quite an interesting experience.
I'm excited, though, because this is the church that a bunch of the youth I rode the bus to the gathering with attend, and though it's not like I'll always be working with them, I am excited to see if I get to see them again, and possibly work with them a little.
This year is all about branching out, trying new things, and learning (alot). So I'm trying to apply that to my life, too. Though it's going to be a little bit different, because I've learned things from last year and I will not be pushing those limits again, taking these concepts and applying them to my life could be quite interesting.
Well, I could ramble and ramble, but - as I'm sure you all do, too - I have a million and one things to do. Including washing clothes so I have something to wear tomorrow...
Well, there's no use worrying what tomorrow will being, because God's got it all planned out. No need to fret, Hes got this.
Have a great night; God Bless! :)
EE
So the last time I wrote I thought things were crazy...I guess I should have known it would only get crazier with time.
I'm attending a new church tomorrow, where I am being placed as their practicum student for the next several months. I was talking to someone today, and she suggested blogging about it...So, I have made a blog dedicated to my practicum experiences. If you're interested, you can find it at 750reasons.blogspot.com.
I have no idea what I'm getting into... The church has 750 people in regular attendance over three services, and more things going on than I could ever possibly imagine. And, seeing as how I've become more of a hermit than ever this year, that's bound to be quite an interesting experience.
I'm excited, though, because this is the church that a bunch of the youth I rode the bus to the gathering with attend, and though it's not like I'll always be working with them, I am excited to see if I get to see them again, and possibly work with them a little.
This year is all about branching out, trying new things, and learning (alot). So I'm trying to apply that to my life, too. Though it's going to be a little bit different, because I've learned things from last year and I will not be pushing those limits again, taking these concepts and applying them to my life could be quite interesting.
Well, I could ramble and ramble, but - as I'm sure you all do, too - I have a million and one things to do. Including washing clothes so I have something to wear tomorrow...
Well, there's no use worrying what tomorrow will being, because God's got it all planned out. No need to fret, Hes got this.
Have a great night; God Bless! :)
EE
Friday, 26 July 2013
Crazy bus, crazy bus
First off, if you don't know that reference (see title), look it up.
Secondly:
The past couple of weeks have been CRAZY.
I can't believe this month is almost over.
At the beginning of the month I journeyed with a bus full of youth through a couple provinces to go to the National Youth Gathering (NYG). It was absolutely incredible, and I was just so blessed to get the unbelievable opportunity of serving there. I have some amazing stories, and some moments that are near and dear to my heart. There were heartwarming moments, hilarious ones, some that were slightly to very embarrassing, and everything else you can think of. It also served as a huge affirmation for me that I am on the right path at this point in my life. I pray that I will be able to do what God has in store for me, and if this kind of work continues to be it I just can't imagine how my life is going to be (not that I can really imagine it anyways).
The next gathering is in three years, God willing, and if I am not on one of my internships at that point, I definitely plan on applying to serve again.
I was away for almost a week, and returned on a Wednesday. That Friday things ere made official, and I as able to receive a wonderful gift from a member of our family, which was a trip home. I left on the Sunday, and stayed until the following Sunday. While I was there I got the wonderful opportunity of helping out with VBS Adevnture Camp at my home church, which I could go on about forever, also. It was such a blessing to be able to be home for a week and see some of my family. It was a very busy week, but such a blessing to have that opportunity. I also was able to be there for my mum's 54th birthday, which was a wonderful time. The three of us went out, and the waiter brought over this giant piece of cheesecake with a humongous sparkler sticking out of it. She was mortified, obviously, and my sister just about flew out of the restaurant full speed ahead, but it was such a wonderful addition to our night. We went for a drive to a close-by town afterwards, intending to get some scrumptious ice cream, but we were all too full for that. We did, however, get to go for a lovely walk by the river, and I got some wonderful pictures of nature and some touristy things - things the town was celebrating, etc.
It was great to have some time with just the three of us. I had mixed feelings about going home, but I was so glad to have had this week with everyone, and to see how things have changed. Some things haven't, of course, but many things have - especially between us. That was something I quite enjoyed seeing. My mum's also on board with what I'm doing no, it seems, and even though I'm not sure she understands it fully, I'm glad she can be supportive about it and tone down the negative thoughts.
I got to have some fun with my sister while I was there, too. Mum's probably going to have to retrain her, but I mean, what good is it to have a sister who lives far away if she can't come home and teach you some stuff? Besides, eating ice cream out of the tub, pouring juice into your mouth without it touching the jug (can't get in trouble because you didn't "drink out of it"), and eating out of pie and cheesecake plates while making it look like you used a knife are simply life skills.
It's not like I do that kind of stuff all the time - hardly ever, actually - but it's hard to find things to do with my sister because we don't get to connect much, and it's not like we can really spend time alone, even when I am home. So coming up with crazy things just ends up being the way, and we laugh, and they laugh at me, and that's just kind of how it goes ahah
The week went by extremely fast (even though the weather was EXTREMELY awful), and next thing you know I was at the airport again coming back to home. A few hours passed and Monday was already starting.
This week has been crazy, too, and of course, coming back has continued to teach me many lessons. It's almost like going back to my mum's as a break for lesson-learning, except I know that isn't true, either. Yet, here I am again, full-swing, and in over my head. But it's okay. I'm told that this is all part of the process - not that I'm happy about that, but I mean...if you can't spend your life learning...you just stand still...don't you?
I don't know, maybe I'll look back and regret that thought later...it just kind of... came out. It could be for the better, though.
Amongst other things, my last class of this four-month stretch began this week. It's going to be a doozie, that's for sure. I have an exam this coming Monday, one the first Friday following, and then a 50% final (I know...gross) the following Friday. Just thinking about that makes me want to vomit...mostly because I have no idea what he could possibly be testing on this Monday, as it feels like we haven't learned anything (yes, it's one of those classes... #yuck). That brings us to the end of the first week of August, which you'd think would be the point where I could cheer and slow down...nope, not yet. That Saturday I'm going to most likely be helping out with some things for the choir camp I am working at, which starts that Sunday and runs to the following Saturday. The entire week I will be living with kids and helping with the choir camp doing various duties. I'm actually pretty excited to be a camp counselor - it's sure to be great fun.
Once that finishes, at the moment I technically have a break until the beginning of September, but I have some hours to put in for something else, so I probably won't be "break"ing too much. It'll be nice to have a break from classes for a couple of weeks, though.
I'm hoping to finally get my tattoo done once I get paid from camp, which I'm pretty excited about. I've been sitting on it since February, so I'm just ready to get it no - yay monies ahah
Alright, well, I could continue to gap your ear off about a million things, but I won't. More for another time...eventually.
Have a wonderful night all,
God Bless! :)
Secondly:
The past couple of weeks have been CRAZY.
I can't believe this month is almost over.
At the beginning of the month I journeyed with a bus full of youth through a couple provinces to go to the National Youth Gathering (NYG). It was absolutely incredible, and I was just so blessed to get the unbelievable opportunity of serving there. I have some amazing stories, and some moments that are near and dear to my heart. There were heartwarming moments, hilarious ones, some that were slightly to very embarrassing, and everything else you can think of. It also served as a huge affirmation for me that I am on the right path at this point in my life. I pray that I will be able to do what God has in store for me, and if this kind of work continues to be it I just can't imagine how my life is going to be (not that I can really imagine it anyways).
The next gathering is in three years, God willing, and if I am not on one of my internships at that point, I definitely plan on applying to serve again.
I was away for almost a week, and returned on a Wednesday. That Friday things ere made official, and I as able to receive a wonderful gift from a member of our family, which was a trip home. I left on the Sunday, and stayed until the following Sunday. While I was there I got the wonderful opportunity of helping out with VBS Adevnture Camp at my home church, which I could go on about forever, also. It was such a blessing to be able to be home for a week and see some of my family. It was a very busy week, but such a blessing to have that opportunity. I also was able to be there for my mum's 54th birthday, which was a wonderful time. The three of us went out, and the waiter brought over this giant piece of cheesecake with a humongous sparkler sticking out of it. She was mortified, obviously, and my sister just about flew out of the restaurant full speed ahead, but it was such a wonderful addition to our night. We went for a drive to a close-by town afterwards, intending to get some scrumptious ice cream, but we were all too full for that. We did, however, get to go for a lovely walk by the river, and I got some wonderful pictures of nature and some touristy things - things the town was celebrating, etc.
It was great to have some time with just the three of us. I had mixed feelings about going home, but I was so glad to have had this week with everyone, and to see how things have changed. Some things haven't, of course, but many things have - especially between us. That was something I quite enjoyed seeing. My mum's also on board with what I'm doing no, it seems, and even though I'm not sure she understands it fully, I'm glad she can be supportive about it and tone down the negative thoughts.
I got to have some fun with my sister while I was there, too. Mum's probably going to have to retrain her, but I mean, what good is it to have a sister who lives far away if she can't come home and teach you some stuff? Besides, eating ice cream out of the tub, pouring juice into your mouth without it touching the jug (can't get in trouble because you didn't "drink out of it"), and eating out of pie and cheesecake plates while making it look like you used a knife are simply life skills.
It's not like I do that kind of stuff all the time - hardly ever, actually - but it's hard to find things to do with my sister because we don't get to connect much, and it's not like we can really spend time alone, even when I am home. So coming up with crazy things just ends up being the way, and we laugh, and they laugh at me, and that's just kind of how it goes ahah
The week went by extremely fast (even though the weather was EXTREMELY awful), and next thing you know I was at the airport again coming back to home. A few hours passed and Monday was already starting.
This week has been crazy, too, and of course, coming back has continued to teach me many lessons. It's almost like going back to my mum's as a break for lesson-learning, except I know that isn't true, either. Yet, here I am again, full-swing, and in over my head. But it's okay. I'm told that this is all part of the process - not that I'm happy about that, but I mean...if you can't spend your life learning...you just stand still...don't you?
I don't know, maybe I'll look back and regret that thought later...it just kind of... came out. It could be for the better, though.
Amongst other things, my last class of this four-month stretch began this week. It's going to be a doozie, that's for sure. I have an exam this coming Monday, one the first Friday following, and then a 50% final (I know...gross) the following Friday. Just thinking about that makes me want to vomit...mostly because I have no idea what he could possibly be testing on this Monday, as it feels like we haven't learned anything (yes, it's one of those classes... #yuck). That brings us to the end of the first week of August, which you'd think would be the point where I could cheer and slow down...nope, not yet. That Saturday I'm going to most likely be helping out with some things for the choir camp I am working at, which starts that Sunday and runs to the following Saturday. The entire week I will be living with kids and helping with the choir camp doing various duties. I'm actually pretty excited to be a camp counselor - it's sure to be great fun.
Once that finishes, at the moment I technically have a break until the beginning of September, but I have some hours to put in for something else, so I probably won't be "break"ing too much. It'll be nice to have a break from classes for a couple of weeks, though.
I'm hoping to finally get my tattoo done once I get paid from camp, which I'm pretty excited about. I've been sitting on it since February, so I'm just ready to get it no - yay monies ahah
Alright, well, I could continue to gap your ear off about a million things, but I won't. More for another time...eventually.
Have a wonderful night all,
God Bless! :)
Friday, 14 June 2013
Almost There
So close.
And yet, focus is not present at all.
Unfinished work was handed in, and I was much less bothered than I should have been - or than would be normal for me.
I think about what next summer holds and I wonder how I'm going to make it work... I honestly have no idea - I only know I have to. I have to make it work, because not only am I so close to my current class being over, but I am so close to being able to graduate according to a schedule. So close to being able to know that's I'm going to actually get to not only graduate, but walk across that stage, and be a little bit selfish for one day - my day - and be able to say "I did it."
I've been thinking about that alot lately, actually...graduation. It was always just graduating and earning the degree that was important, not the stage. Not the actual act of walking across it and being able to know I accomplished something - the degree said that, there's no need to show it off. Except, I find myself more and more wanting to walk across that stage, and have my day, and take the crazy grad photos, walk the processional and recessional, and shake hands with whomever is on the stage handing me the rolled up piece of paper that simulates the degree I will receive. It all seems so romanticized in my head, but I want it. There's still something inside of me that says that's wrong, but somehow it doesn't stop me from wanting it.
I was supposed to be graduating this year, and that isn't going to happen, but I'm honestly okay with it - considering all that's happened, and that it has led to me being the happiest I have been in a long time...I'm really okay with it. But I don't have it in me to do three more regular sessions, and one - maybe two - classes preventing me from stepping across that stage is driving me mad. Yes, there's no guarantee that I'll come out of this giant plan alive, but I have to try. Yes, I could do them the spring/summer before my internship and then walk the stage a year later, after my internship is finished, but really what's the point in that? If I have to, I will, but it's not something I'm crazy about.
I get like that sometimes...headstrong on something to the point where nothing's going to stop me. Or at least, if it does, I won't acknowledge it until I've been shredded to pieces and acknowledging it is the only possible option anymore. That's kind of the problem, apparently.
Well anyways - off topic (as usual ahah).
I think I'm more than ready for a break from classes, but I do wonder what's going to happen next summer when I'm not going to have one, and I'm going to be overloading for most (if not all) of the summer.
Well, that'll come in time, I guess. I still need to check to make sure of what I need being offered, and where, so if I have to I'll try and beg to get some things swapped around ahah The way courses are offered is like 95% of the problem ahah
I know though, that what is in God's plan will happen, and if it isn't, then it isn't for a reason.
And as was pointed out to me this year...wouldn't it suck if I made it to the church and was too burned out to do anything.
I hated that advice when I got it. Mostly because the concept of "burn-out" was foreign to me, and the idea of ever burning out...well it doesn't exist for me. But once I got past that I realized how real that statement is. And how destructive we can be to ourselves; how destructive I can be to myself.
It's kind of ironic, really...working to the point of destruction so that I can help others, only to not be able to because I ripped myself apart along the way...
Okay, off topic again.
Sorry.
My mind really tends to go crazy places when I'm procrastinating studying.
I actually saw something on Tumblr tonight that showed a picture of tangled up headphones, with text that said something along the lines of "I have thoughts that are more tangled up than my headphones."
But really, how true is that of thoughts and life? I mean, I know it is for me... I would say "maybe I'm the only one", but seeing as someone else thought of it to put it online, I'm clearly not. That's one thing that can be comforting about the internet...it proves you aren't the only crazy person. Even when it feels like it. :P
Well, I've stumbled across some new music tonight. Here's one of the songs I found - pretty cool man.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TNISUqpzroE&list=PLAJOxab0My6Zn5Ani3f-6z8c7R6nImXII
I should probably at least dry-read through the other two chapters of slides, seeing as I only made it through one (smaller of the chapters) in like five hours tonight...
Almost there guys... Exam at 9, and then a break from classes for almost a month!
...Thank I might be a little bit excited? ahah
Not to mention - this will put me half way through my science requirements! Only three more credits to go for science, woo!
Alright all, I'm off.
Have a wonderful day everyone, and I hope you're all sleeping marvelously and peacefully.
Peace, love, and blessings :)
And yet, focus is not present at all.
Unfinished work was handed in, and I was much less bothered than I should have been - or than would be normal for me.
I think about what next summer holds and I wonder how I'm going to make it work... I honestly have no idea - I only know I have to. I have to make it work, because not only am I so close to my current class being over, but I am so close to being able to graduate according to a schedule. So close to being able to know that's I'm going to actually get to not only graduate, but walk across that stage, and be a little bit selfish for one day - my day - and be able to say "I did it."
I've been thinking about that alot lately, actually...graduation. It was always just graduating and earning the degree that was important, not the stage. Not the actual act of walking across it and being able to know I accomplished something - the degree said that, there's no need to show it off. Except, I find myself more and more wanting to walk across that stage, and have my day, and take the crazy grad photos, walk the processional and recessional, and shake hands with whomever is on the stage handing me the rolled up piece of paper that simulates the degree I will receive. It all seems so romanticized in my head, but I want it. There's still something inside of me that says that's wrong, but somehow it doesn't stop me from wanting it.
I was supposed to be graduating this year, and that isn't going to happen, but I'm honestly okay with it - considering all that's happened, and that it has led to me being the happiest I have been in a long time...I'm really okay with it. But I don't have it in me to do three more regular sessions, and one - maybe two - classes preventing me from stepping across that stage is driving me mad. Yes, there's no guarantee that I'll come out of this giant plan alive, but I have to try. Yes, I could do them the spring/summer before my internship and then walk the stage a year later, after my internship is finished, but really what's the point in that? If I have to, I will, but it's not something I'm crazy about.
I get like that sometimes...headstrong on something to the point where nothing's going to stop me. Or at least, if it does, I won't acknowledge it until I've been shredded to pieces and acknowledging it is the only possible option anymore. That's kind of the problem, apparently.
Well anyways - off topic (as usual ahah).
I think I'm more than ready for a break from classes, but I do wonder what's going to happen next summer when I'm not going to have one, and I'm going to be overloading for most (if not all) of the summer.
Well, that'll come in time, I guess. I still need to check to make sure of what I need being offered, and where, so if I have to I'll try and beg to get some things swapped around ahah The way courses are offered is like 95% of the problem ahah
I know though, that what is in God's plan will happen, and if it isn't, then it isn't for a reason.
And as was pointed out to me this year...wouldn't it suck if I made it to the church and was too burned out to do anything.
I hated that advice when I got it. Mostly because the concept of "burn-out" was foreign to me, and the idea of ever burning out...well it doesn't exist for me. But once I got past that I realized how real that statement is. And how destructive we can be to ourselves; how destructive I can be to myself.
It's kind of ironic, really...working to the point of destruction so that I can help others, only to not be able to because I ripped myself apart along the way...
Okay, off topic again.
Sorry.
My mind really tends to go crazy places when I'm procrastinating studying.
I actually saw something on Tumblr tonight that showed a picture of tangled up headphones, with text that said something along the lines of "I have thoughts that are more tangled up than my headphones."
But really, how true is that of thoughts and life? I mean, I know it is for me... I would say "maybe I'm the only one", but seeing as someone else thought of it to put it online, I'm clearly not. That's one thing that can be comforting about the internet...it proves you aren't the only crazy person. Even when it feels like it. :P
Well, I've stumbled across some new music tonight. Here's one of the songs I found - pretty cool man.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TNISUqpzroE&list=PLAJOxab0My6Zn5Ani3f-6z8c7R6nImXII
I should probably at least dry-read through the other two chapters of slides, seeing as I only made it through one (smaller of the chapters) in like five hours tonight...
Almost there guys... Exam at 9, and then a break from classes for almost a month!
...Thank I might be a little bit excited? ahah
Not to mention - this will put me half way through my science requirements! Only three more credits to go for science, woo!
Alright all, I'm off.
Have a wonderful day everyone, and I hope you're all sleeping marvelously and peacefully.
Peace, love, and blessings :)
Wednesday, 12 June 2013
*smile*
Hey there :)
Well today has been a CRAZY day.
Just made it to the bus this morning to serve, and as always it was such a wonderful experience. I haven't made it out there the last three weeks, and I was really feeling it.
It's not about me, of course, but I've realized something over the last little while... I have been greatly criticized for everything I take on, and as a result have been given different suggestions and such as to how to better deal (right word?) with things. And while that has helped a great deal in many ways, it as also opened me up to learning about myself - whether I wanted to or not. And one thing I've learned is that this desire to serve others is ingrained so deeply in me, and while it can cause problems, it also cannot be ignored.
Something we learned about this year in one of my classes was the wheel of wholeness. It has many parts, and many different things make up each part. And while the wheel isn't exactly perfect, it does give enough to give you a helpful tool, and ideas about where you stand. What I realized today when I was walking back to dorm, however, was that serving is very much a part of my wheel of wholeness. Now that feels selfish to me, and to be honest serving has felt a bit selfish for a little while now, because I am so... addicted (?) to it. I guess I have more to think on about that part, but this all was definitely food for thought for me today.
While I was there this morning, I managed to get a nice war wound by having my arm stick to a very hot pot. I actually wasn't the only one to get burned by the pot this morning, and I wasn't even the first (that's only notable because of how often I end up injured ahah). It was apparently a morning of difficulties with that pot, and a morning of burns.
So long as I don't earn a new nickname because of this one, though...I have enough nicknames up here already ahah
So as the morning went on, I found out I did much better on my most recent mid-term than I thought I had. And, I did better than the last time, which I don't understand at all to be honest, but is nice, regardless.
In the last half hour or so of this class, we were assigned a big presentation that's due tomorrow, after we just finished lab presentations yesterday (which were HUGE), and there was no warning whatsoever about the one assigned this morning. It just continues to make me happy that Friday is the last day of this class.
I applied for more jobs again today, and have yet to become productive for this class, which is really going to cause a big problem... :/
There was more excitement today though, as the weather went rather crazy, and tornadoes were sighted and therefore a warning was issued (including our part of the city), and, at some point in all this mess a huge hail storm happened, as well. Now while I'm not all that shocked about the weather because of where I come from, it did add extra events to the day - that's for sure.
I also found some pretty amazing stuff on Youtube, one of which I'd like to share with you cyberworld. Te more I listen to it, the more I think. About the ways God works, and how we as humans think, and how we associate things.
Actually, quite a few things lately have opened me up to how we think, and feel, and so many other things, to be honest.
But I digress.
I encourage you to take a listen to this song - the more you listen to it, the more thoughts and realizations come (at least, that's my experience with it).
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SGniRk_GcLs
I'd also like to share with you an article I read today from Relevant Magazine. I've read a few wonderful and thought-provoking ones lately, and I can't seem to get enough of them.
The one I'd like to share with you at this moment is about loving other people. It really made me think, and I hope that if you take the time to read it, that it'll make you think, too.
http://www.relevantmagazine.com/life/whole-life/loving-hard
Well, I think that might be it for me guys. It's been quite difficult lately, truly, but even in all of the chaos and mess and brokenness there is love, and light, and hope, and grace. There is so much in this life that I take for granted, and I'm realizing this more and more lately.
Are you taking things for granted? Do you even realize it?
What about time...are you making the most of it?
Don't forget that you can take time for granted, too. And it is not something that is in our control. So like life, love, and everything else - it's up to us to make the most of it, and ask God constantly what He wants us to do, each and every day.
It's in Your hands, Lord. All of it, and all of me.
Thank-you for this life.
And everything.
Amen.
Goodnight all;
Good thoughts, and God Bless :)
Well today has been a CRAZY day.
Just made it to the bus this morning to serve, and as always it was such a wonderful experience. I haven't made it out there the last three weeks, and I was really feeling it.
It's not about me, of course, but I've realized something over the last little while... I have been greatly criticized for everything I take on, and as a result have been given different suggestions and such as to how to better deal (right word?) with things. And while that has helped a great deal in many ways, it as also opened me up to learning about myself - whether I wanted to or not. And one thing I've learned is that this desire to serve others is ingrained so deeply in me, and while it can cause problems, it also cannot be ignored.
Something we learned about this year in one of my classes was the wheel of wholeness. It has many parts, and many different things make up each part. And while the wheel isn't exactly perfect, it does give enough to give you a helpful tool, and ideas about where you stand. What I realized today when I was walking back to dorm, however, was that serving is very much a part of my wheel of wholeness. Now that feels selfish to me, and to be honest serving has felt a bit selfish for a little while now, because I am so... addicted (?) to it. I guess I have more to think on about that part, but this all was definitely food for thought for me today.
While I was there this morning, I managed to get a nice war wound by having my arm stick to a very hot pot. I actually wasn't the only one to get burned by the pot this morning, and I wasn't even the first (that's only notable because of how often I end up injured ahah). It was apparently a morning of difficulties with that pot, and a morning of burns.
So long as I don't earn a new nickname because of this one, though...I have enough nicknames up here already ahah
So as the morning went on, I found out I did much better on my most recent mid-term than I thought I had. And, I did better than the last time, which I don't understand at all to be honest, but is nice, regardless.
In the last half hour or so of this class, we were assigned a big presentation that's due tomorrow, after we just finished lab presentations yesterday (which were HUGE), and there was no warning whatsoever about the one assigned this morning. It just continues to make me happy that Friday is the last day of this class.
I applied for more jobs again today, and have yet to become productive for this class, which is really going to cause a big problem... :/
There was more excitement today though, as the weather went rather crazy, and tornadoes were sighted and therefore a warning was issued (including our part of the city), and, at some point in all this mess a huge hail storm happened, as well. Now while I'm not all that shocked about the weather because of where I come from, it did add extra events to the day - that's for sure.
I also found some pretty amazing stuff on Youtube, one of which I'd like to share with you cyberworld. Te more I listen to it, the more I think. About the ways God works, and how we as humans think, and how we associate things.
Actually, quite a few things lately have opened me up to how we think, and feel, and so many other things, to be honest.
But I digress.
I encourage you to take a listen to this song - the more you listen to it, the more thoughts and realizations come (at least, that's my experience with it).
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SGniRk_GcLs
I'd also like to share with you an article I read today from Relevant Magazine. I've read a few wonderful and thought-provoking ones lately, and I can't seem to get enough of them.
The one I'd like to share with you at this moment is about loving other people. It really made me think, and I hope that if you take the time to read it, that it'll make you think, too.
http://www.relevantmagazine.com/life/whole-life/loving-hard
Well, I think that might be it for me guys. It's been quite difficult lately, truly, but even in all of the chaos and mess and brokenness there is love, and light, and hope, and grace. There is so much in this life that I take for granted, and I'm realizing this more and more lately.
Are you taking things for granted? Do you even realize it?
What about time...are you making the most of it?
Don't forget that you can take time for granted, too. And it is not something that is in our control. So like life, love, and everything else - it's up to us to make the most of it, and ask God constantly what He wants us to do, each and every day.
It's in Your hands, Lord. All of it, and all of me.
Thank-you for this life.
And everything.
Amen.
Goodnight all;
Good thoughts, and God Bless :)
Monday, 3 June 2013
Blessings, and Ramblings. . . .and a Grateful Heart.
I've realized recently the many blessings I am being showered with that I tend not to appreciate, or possibly take for granted.
It made me realize how many things in life are overlooked, undervalued, and simply just always assumed to be there.
There's one more thing that goes along with this, really...not realizing when what you've been asking for has actually been given to you.
So much has been going on lately that it's difficult to see straight. Right now, I'm studying for get another exam, and it's much less than promising.
But beyond all the junk in my backyard (so to speak), there is so much good, and so much light.
Yes, I have to take this ridiculous discipline and I don't understand any of it (really - it could be taught in German, and I'd probably get just as much...maybe more), but how many people don't have this opportunity of being able to go to away to school, school through the summer, or even go to school at all?
This is just one train of thought that has countered some of the others, and made me realize how absolutely blessed I am, even though it may seem like I'm sifting through a deserted wasteland.
That's another thing - whatever this is, it isn't deserted. Receiving is something that I don't do all that well...okay, I don't do it well at all. I'd like to, but when I'm confronted with these things I thought I'd never get but only hoped for, I can't accept them.
Asking God for something is a tricky business, because what you ask for comes as what you need but not necessarily what you want. And furthermore, what I'm finding out now is that sometimes, you can't really handle it. Or at least, another lesson and message is tied up inside it. Not to say that that's a bad thing - not at all - but it's surely frustrating at times.
That, however, brings me back to "whatever this is" not being "deserted".
Blessings come in any and every form you can think of - people, being one of them. And those people - those blessings - they are constant reminders and assurance that you are not alone. They are reminders - whether you want them or not - of just about everything, and they carry with them different messages.
Although this has been something that has made this year extremely difficult, I also don't know what I would have done without them - which, let's face it, is a very scary thought. We are never alone; He is always with us. Therefore, we are never deserted. However, it can be very easy in times of difficulty to listen to the Devil at your shoulder, feeding your brain with every lie he has to offer, and all the problems he's hoping will bring you flat on your face. But our God knows, and He is much bigger than that. He knows we need something tangible to remind us that we are not alone - words that we can hear, eyes that we can see, and hands that we can hold. That, in itself, is a blessing.
I'm sorry, this might seem like a random blabbering post, but it's just some thoughts fishing around in my mind... some reminders, and some ponderings...
I don't know much, and that might be the only thing I do know. However, I do know this:
We are never alone, and we are always blessed.
It made me realize how many things in life are overlooked, undervalued, and simply just always assumed to be there.
There's one more thing that goes along with this, really...not realizing when what you've been asking for has actually been given to you.
So much has been going on lately that it's difficult to see straight. Right now, I'm studying for get another exam, and it's much less than promising.
But beyond all the junk in my backyard (so to speak), there is so much good, and so much light.
Yes, I have to take this ridiculous discipline and I don't understand any of it (really - it could be taught in German, and I'd probably get just as much...maybe more), but how many people don't have this opportunity of being able to go to away to school, school through the summer, or even go to school at all?
This is just one train of thought that has countered some of the others, and made me realize how absolutely blessed I am, even though it may seem like I'm sifting through a deserted wasteland.
That's another thing - whatever this is, it isn't deserted. Receiving is something that I don't do all that well...okay, I don't do it well at all. I'd like to, but when I'm confronted with these things I thought I'd never get but only hoped for, I can't accept them.
Asking God for something is a tricky business, because what you ask for comes as what you need but not necessarily what you want. And furthermore, what I'm finding out now is that sometimes, you can't really handle it. Or at least, another lesson and message is tied up inside it. Not to say that that's a bad thing - not at all - but it's surely frustrating at times.
That, however, brings me back to "whatever this is" not being "deserted".
Blessings come in any and every form you can think of - people, being one of them. And those people - those blessings - they are constant reminders and assurance that you are not alone. They are reminders - whether you want them or not - of just about everything, and they carry with them different messages.
Although this has been something that has made this year extremely difficult, I also don't know what I would have done without them - which, let's face it, is a very scary thought. We are never alone; He is always with us. Therefore, we are never deserted. However, it can be very easy in times of difficulty to listen to the Devil at your shoulder, feeding your brain with every lie he has to offer, and all the problems he's hoping will bring you flat on your face. But our God knows, and He is much bigger than that. He knows we need something tangible to remind us that we are not alone - words that we can hear, eyes that we can see, and hands that we can hold. That, in itself, is a blessing.
I'm sorry, this might seem like a random blabbering post, but it's just some thoughts fishing around in my mind... some reminders, and some ponderings...
I don't know much, and that might be the only thing I do know. However, I do know this:
We are never alone, and we are always blessed.
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