Tuesday, April 29

Some Assignments I'm glad to do

I have to memorize this. I'm glad I do:

I remember my affliction
and my wandering
The bitterness and the gall
I well remember them
and my soul is downcast
within me

Yet this I call to mind
and therefore I have hope:
Because of the Lord's great love
we are not consumed
for his compassions never fail
they are new every morning
Great is your faithfulness.

I say to myself
"The Lord is my portion,
Therefore I will wait for him."

Friday, April 25

Not gonna Lie

The title is a phrase I've picked up here from my roommate...or someone.

Not gonna lie, it's been a tough week. It started with a migraine on Sunday and ended with a sleepless Thursday night full of anxiety. Not the worthwhile anxiety, but the kind that you wake up the next morning realizing how not-in-control you are, and so therefore the anxiety has no real purpose, because it's not as if you could change the price of fuel/flights/rice in China.

Squashed between the migraine and anxiety were tests and papers, particularly a Greek test that took my fiance away from me for a good 48 hours. That doesn't seem significant, except that there's been little sleep for both of us, though for different reasons.

we're now both sitting silently, waiting for the chicken to bake and dinner to commence.

It's raining a bit, and that's basically the mood. somber, drab, blah.

Friday, April 18

Not what I thought it was

Funny how your mind comes up with the most "plausible" explanation when you are a) awakened from sleep and b) have no previous experience with what is really going on.

I thought it was first an incredibly fierce storm with high winds, and then thought perhaps the medical helicopter that flies over our house 4 or 5 times a day (Covenant is across the street from a major StL hospital) was flying too close. For a second I wondered if the helicopter might crash down on top of the house.



I've now experienced an earthquake.

Thursday, April 17

Did you know?

There are birds that sing during the night? Midnight, to be exact. Outside my window. I suppose I knew that Nightingales did, but I was pretty sure that they were a bird most at home in the orient, not in say...Saint Louis.

Indeed. Nightingale

Now that I can't really sleep, I'm trying to figure out what kind of bird it is. Whichever it happens to be, it occurs to me that perhaps this bird is just as sick as I am of the ETERNALLY COLD TEMPERATURES and wind being suffered here in STL and decided to sing despite it all. (Tomorrow it is supposed to warm up.)

Tuesday, April 8

Poll of the Day April 8

What one kitchen item can you not live without? (i.e., if I had to add something to my sparse wedding registry, what would it be?)

Answer in the comments!

Tuesday, April 1

Appropriately, I am drinking a cup of Coffee

From my Online class, "Psalms and Wisdom Literature." Lesson on Proverbs/Wisdom:

"Some summary definitions: what is wisdom in the Bible? One author says it is the ability to cope. Well.... that might be as simple as a cup of coffee...!"

Dr. Phillips Long
With octaves of a mystic depth and height