I made it home safely. The drive passed with an assortment of CDs ranging from the new Something Corporate (sorry Luebbe, I stopped by your room and you weren’t there so I left with it) to Switchfoot to some mixes.

No snow or bad weather. A tiny bit of wind, but not until I made it into my hometown.

All in all, satisfactory. Got to spend a bit of time with my family tonight. Tomorrow I’ll get to see my grandparents and one of my cousins. Yeehaw! G’night.

SCRUM, etc.

Today included many things in three categories.

Category 1: Pre-Brunch
• Wake up to a country radio station
• Review some TMS verses
• read Philippians 1 (verse 29 says “For it has been granted to you that for the sake of Christ you should not only believe in him but also suffer for his sake, …” Life as a follower of God is difficult and includes suffering, but I will continue to trust in his promises.)
• shower (yay!)

Category 2: Brunch and Afterwards
• brunch (whee…)
• painting for an hour (only 1 window left to paint! 4 to scrape. So close! While I was painting, I listened to country radio. You can take the girl out of the honky-tonk, but you can’t take the honky-tonk out of the girl Yes, those are lyrics to a song. Now I know where Jenny’s floor sweatshirt’s came from. ;)

Category 3: SCRUM (If you were wondering what it stands for… don’t. I can’t even remember.)
• wallyball (volleyball on raquetball courts)
• “Chipotle”:http://www.chipotle.com/ (beware of the medium chille sauce)
• Grace Chapel for discipleship workshops, discussion, and prayer (I’ve heard these things before, but some content newly sunk in)
The Mask of Zorro

Remedy’s show rocked. They’ve got some new songs now that’re on their upcoming studio release (recorded in Canada, I hear). For the encore they did the song (anybody know the title?) with Phillip’s bass solo that lasts a couple minutes and then the whole band kicks in for a wild ride. I love the parts in it where they do synchronized jumps.

Other thoughts
I wish one breath could convey all the things I’d like to say. I’d love to pull out a magic marker and with one stroke portray the sky. A lot of things in my life are changing. Under the surface. It’s good times. And… gosh. We’ll see where it goes. I don’t know what my future holds, but I am not afraid for God is with me. (Isaiah 41:10)

A Painting Perfect Day

Swell weather today. Mid 70s.

I walked to class to start off the day. I noticed and ignored the blue sky during my brisk walk . I climbed three flights of stairs, stopped at the drinking fountain, took off my hoody, and headed into class. How convenient, the professor was walking down my aisle with the exam.

I felt prepared and had semi-lengthy (c. 2 pages) answers to the essay questions. No matter what they tell you, staying up till 4AM _can_ solve all problems related to procrastination. Except the whole tiredness and disfunctional brain part of it.

Poetry class bored me. I started writing a poem during. It’ll never get posted though. Sorry. (It’s not ready… not gelled into a cohesive unit.)

I painted for two hours this afternoon. Almost done. And by “almost” I mean a mere two or three coats of paint total to finish the winter windows. The screens need a bit of touchup, but that’s not a huge deal. Mike has his windows in time for winter. That’s the important part.

Bible study was good tonight. I really like chapter 8 of Romans. The problem is test studying and painting prevented me from prepping this week. Alas! Fortunately, we spent 1.5 hours covering the first half of the chapter, which means the parts I really like we’ll cover after Thanksgiving break.

With any luck, I can ditch my classes on Monday and Tuesday and head home early. I’m excited at that prospect. I _wanted_ to ditch out, but I have to go to Japanese on Monday. Homework and an in class discussion. _Sigh_ I’d leave sooner, but I’ve got various Navigators obligations on Friday and Saturday. (Remedy concert!)

A Real Post

I feel as if I comment less and less frequently about the real occurrences of my life on here. Why? I’m not entirely sure. Often, I post interesting things I find online. I like doing that. I enjoy it when people enjoy the things I’ve found. However, there’s a greater purpose to this blog than those things. What is it?

Blabbing about things I do? Sure, sometimes. “I saw Matrix Revolutions today.” Yay. Fine and good. What does that tell you ? It tells you I saw a movie, maybe even why I saw it, and what I think of it.

What’s really going on though? Yes, real things happen to me. Notice: I am a person. I am alive. I do more than blog.

I wish I could convey here all the things in my life I value. I wish I could show you each cubic inch of the terrain: the mountain-top views of the world, the rivlets cut into the surface by wounds and worries, and those moments where I’m side-swiped by elephant-sized frustrations. I think part of why I haven’t been posting as much lately is because I don’t feel adequate to convey these things. (But obviously, in such a public setting as a blog, I won’t say _everything_ that’s going on in my life.)

Something I’m thinking about. *End Rant.*

One of the biggest things I’m being hit by lately is the future. Questions such as “When will I graduate?” “What will I do when I graduate?” No answers, just questions so far. Last night I decided I’d graduate in the summer, but then I found out it doesn’t work out perfectly. The class I want isn’t offered in the first five week summer session. It’s offered in two sections in two classrooms in the same building at the same time in the second five week session. Go figure. Maybe it’s a typo. Whatever. In any case, “there goes that plan.” I think I’ll try to survive the 18 credit gauntlet.

Then what? Who knows. I’ve felt rather calloused for the last few days and without proper perspective to make any decisions in that direction.

Jeremiah 29:11 – “I know the plans I have for you, declares the LORD. Plans for wholeness and not for evil, to give you a future and a hope.”

It’s a matter of trust. Some changes will be happening this week. A new offensive is beginning. I’ll be getting a phone call every morning at 9AM to wake me up, give me a verse, and start my day off right. Tomorrow is the first day.

People say selling out is bad. I say that’s true, but only in general. If you’re selling out to pop culture, you’re abandoning the fanbase that established you. If you’re selling out to your job (workaholic), you’re abandoning the other people (if any) in your life.

If you’re selling out to God, you’re not missing out on anything.

Philippians 4:19 – “And my God will supply every need of yours according to his riches in glory in Christ Jesus.”

Romans 8:32 – “He who did not spare his own Son but gave him up for us all, how will he not also with him graciously give us all things?”

Ketch Up

Time flies like a long-necked goose, except when it’s looking backwards and seeing where it’s been.

I’ve been up and down since the weekend. Fri + Sat were fine. Sunday started well. After lunch, the rest of the day went downhill with sickness. I’m not sure what to blame, but I believe food poisoning from “Dining Services” (aka the cafteria) was the culprit. My plans of Scrabble domination and country swing dancing suffered the same terrible fate as my lunch that day. Be glad, for I won’t go there.

Felt better yesterday. Mostly. Kinda tired still even today. Not much occuring so far this week. Class and the usual Monday-Tuesday stuff. Freshman Connection tonight. I’m actually prepared more than an hour in advance. (w00t!)

Now what shall I do with the time before me? Squander it? Use it for God’s glory? (Stewardship is the Bible Study for F.C. tonight.)

I think I’ll make a phone call. Bye!