"We're spinning around,
we're up and we're down,
we're taking a ride on the merry-go-round.
We're ringing the bell of life's carousel
and when we get off it no one can tell,
we don't have a care,
when we've got the fare,
but sometimes we don't and we're left standing there.
But soon its okay and we're up off the ground,
and we're riding again on the merry-go-round."
we're up and we're down,
we're taking a ride on the merry-go-round.
We're ringing the bell of life's carousel
and when we get off it no one can tell,
we don't have a care,
when we've got the fare,
but sometimes we don't and we're left standing there.
But soon its okay and we're up off the ground,
and we're riding again on the merry-go-round."
At least those are the words I remember. And I would say they well characterize my semester, especially the first ones: "We're spinnning around, we're up and we're down." Though we are only ending our fourth week of the semester, it has been crazy... I started out caught up in my homework, then as all the other events/activities that I am involved in came up, I started swirling around amidst them, unable to break the downward spiral of ever-late assignments. The things I want to do are endless, the things I have committed to are probably more than I should attempt. I dropped Christian Theology, yet still my classes and assignments loom before me. One of my classes I am not overly fond of; it confuses me. Yet amidst it all, I have my moments of extreme joy and peace. Then there are those moments of uncertainty and doubt. Then there are those moments when my mind is entirely fogged over, then there are those when it is clear. I am tired almost all of the time, yet there are moments, generally in the times of joy and peace, when I do not notice my tiredness at all. Like I said, always and ever up and down.
THANK YOU!!!! THANK YOU!!! THANK YOU!!!!!! to Corinne who is letting me use her computer until I can get either mine fixed or get a new one. And who has just been a wonderful friend, willing and ready to listen.
THANK YOU!!! THANK YOU!!! THANK YOU!!!!! to all the computer people that tried to help Corinne fix her computer so I could use it.
THANK YOU!!! THANK YOU!!! THANK YOU!!!!! to Travis who at least created (leastways discovered) a temporary fix for the internet difficulties I am having.
THANK YOU!!! THANK YOU!!! THANK YOU!!!!! to Laney who has helped me with my Mac in the past and who has continued to offer his assistance in this difficulty.
THANK YOU!!! THANK YOU!!! THANK YOU!!!!! to Hannah who has been so understanding in the situations I have been facing and has let me talk and ramble on for hours.
THANK YOU!!! THANK YOU!!! THANK YOU!!!!! to Dr. Smith, perhaps most of all, who I have been talking to frequently, more than once shedding tears in his office, yet ever kind, ever understanding, helping to guide me and point me in the right direction.
This has been a crazy semester. I finally learned (one would wonder why it took me so long) that one cannot be soley focused on her studies. She must make room for relationships and service. So instead of finding an appropriate balance, I think I have swung far to the other end of the spectrum. It is a very difficult balance to find.
My computer died again. I suspect (and so does Laney) that it is the logicboard again. Unfortunately it is two months past the warranty... If it is the logicboard, I am seriously considering junking it and purchasing a new one. 3.5(ish) years really is not that old, but apparently as computers go, it is. But I spent a lot of money on that computer, for it to die so soon is a bad thing.
But on the brighter side of things, I am caught up with the work in all of my classes except for two. Hopefully I will be able to get caught up this weekend. I have a computer I can use. Travis discovered and showed me a temporary fix so I can get on the internet, even though for 1.5 hr increments at a time... I am feeling much better today than earlier this week (in fact Wednesday was one of the days I was in tears in Dr. Smith's office, Thursday night I was nearly jumping for joy). We are rapidly approaching a brief vacation from classes.
The Lord is my shepherd: I shall not want.
He maketh me to lie down in green pastures:
he leadeth me beside the still waters.
He restoreth my soul:
he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil: for thou art with me;
thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.
Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies:
thou annointest my head with oil;
my cup runneth over.
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life:
and I will dwell in the house of the Lord for ever.
Psalm 23
No matter what may occur, these verses bear the promise that God will ever be with me. I will never have need of anything that is truly important. I have no reason to fear. Busted computers do not justify panic attacks or stress. Nothing does! For God is my shepherd. Like a shepherd cares for his sheep, He cares for me. Amazing is it not? After we I, like a sheep have wandered away, have forgotten all of His Words, after I have turned my back on His comfort, after I have sought every other source of peace, when I finally turn to Him that is kind and merciful beyond all measure I find the peace and rest and hope that He so freely offers. Why can I not learn my lesson the first time around?
He maketh me to lie down in green pastures:
he leadeth me beside the still waters.
He restoreth my soul:
he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil: for thou art with me;
thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.
Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies:
thou annointest my head with oil;
my cup runneth over.
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life:
and I will dwell in the house of the Lord for ever.
Psalm 23
No matter what may occur, these verses bear the promise that God will ever be with me. I will never have need of anything that is truly important. I have no reason to fear. Busted computers do not justify panic attacks or stress. Nothing does! For God is my shepherd. Like a shepherd cares for his sheep, He cares for me. Amazing is it not? After we I, like a sheep have wandered away, have forgotten all of His Words, after I have turned my back on His comfort, after I have sought every other source of peace, when I finally turn to Him that is kind and merciful beyond all measure I find the peace and rest and hope that He so freely offers. Why can I not learn my lesson the first time around?
Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer!
that calls me from a world of care,
and bids me at my Father's throne
make all my wants and wishes known.
In seasons of distress and grief,
my soul has often found relief,
and oft escaped the tempter's snare
by thy return, sweet hour of prayer!
Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer!
the joys I feel, the bliss I share
of those whose anxious spirits burn
with strong desires for thy return!
With such I hasten to the place
where God my Savior shows his face,
and gladly take my station there,
and wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer!
Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer!
thy wings shall my petition bear
to him whose truth and faithfulness
engage the waiting soul to bless.
And since he bids me seek his face,
believe his word, and trust his grace,
I'll cast on him my every care,
and wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer!
~William Walford
that calls me from a world of care,
and bids me at my Father's throne
make all my wants and wishes known.
In seasons of distress and grief,
my soul has often found relief,
and oft escaped the tempter's snare
by thy return, sweet hour of prayer!
Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer!
the joys I feel, the bliss I share
of those whose anxious spirits burn
with strong desires for thy return!
With such I hasten to the place
where God my Savior shows his face,
and gladly take my station there,
and wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer!
Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer!
thy wings shall my petition bear
to him whose truth and faithfulness
engage the waiting soul to bless.
And since he bids me seek his face,
believe his word, and trust his grace,
I'll cast on him my every care,
and wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer!
~William Walford
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That is not the chipmunks. It is the Smurfs.. from Smurf Sing Song.
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