| my mom just called me and was freaking out over a vacation we're taking in the SUMMER because she can't figure out where to go. so i've been thinking about how life is on a complete stroll but everyone is freaking out and feeling like they need to sprint and do things NOW. we got 80 years, depending on what's given to us. the right thing at the wrong time is the wrong thing. but society do things NOW and not wait for God's timing. |
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| Clarity is found by sitting back and letting the situation clarify itself... |
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| it snowed last night. waking up to 6 inches of bright white powder is enough to make anyone's heart a little bit lighter.
i'm sitting in the library right now drinking hot chocolate waiting for a student from new guinea to meet me.
journalism at its finest. :) |
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| i can't believe that it's been 2 years since i've written in this shindig.
i did a little looking back, things have changed so much. it's ridiculous.
i'm sitting in my desk chair watching wind catch steam coming from a pipe out the window of my dorm at college.
I can't believe I'm here... and so far into the semester.
It seems like it was a few hours ago that i was sitting in my room worried sick about this moment in time.
my roommate, who i was afraid would be mean and scary, is snoring a few feet away from me. she's a sweet girl.
my best friend, who i was worried i would never find, is a half a block over in Sheele Hall, doing her homework.
the group of friends, who i thought i would never get plugged into, are resting after we had frisbee practice earlier tonight
my family, who i thought i would painfully miss, are in my hometown in kendallville, sleeping soundly after i just spoke to them on the phone with ease.
and the homework, which i was worried would be difficult, is sitting piled on my bed, untouched, because i'm putting it off, because i can easily throw together a paper in a few minutes.
i know why God tells us not to worry about tomorrow.
because tomorrow is never what we exactly expect. |
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God and politics...
i
wonder if we secretly wish God were a genie who could deliver a few
wishes here or there... i wonder what we really want are wishes, not
God... it makes me wonder if what we want is control, not a relationship.
it seems as if we are all guilty of changing God around to be more like
ourselves aren't we? yea, us lutherans, us catholics, us methodist, WE
know exactly what God is like and what He thinks about things. Do we
really? God is beyond what we think He is, He thinks things beyond
what we think He does, and He does beyond what we think He could... why
is it that we think that a certain thing we are thinking is correct? ya
know? rules and regulations of religion and denominations stink... they
royaly stink.
kudos! Abbey
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