Merry Christmas, dear friends…
may you all be blessed with quiet moments with Christ, happy laughter with family, and an amazement at the grace that flows down.
Blessings to you, and peace this Christmas.
it’s the last official day of classes. oddly enough, there is peace about it. I thought it would be more complicated than this.
my dog is curled up next to me. fruit dessert in the oven. good books stacked high. 13 inches on the ground, 3 more to go. let’s do this blizzard.
long car ride. it took us nearly twice as long to get there. but the laughter and joy emanating from the backyard was so worth every minute of the drive. Christmas is so wonderful. CHRIST is so wonderful.
Writing a philosophy paper. But wait...
Is it a paper, or merely the impression of a paper?
Or maybe it is the idea of the idea of the form of a paper that is hidden in the world of the forms in the noumenal world.
Or maybe it is just my emotions influencing my thought process such that it imposes the form of the paper on my mind.
OR is my mind imposing itself on the idea of the paper, making true knowledge of the paper possible??
Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
I will not be majoring in this.
he’s the kind of teacher who doesn’t make you feel like your world will come to an end as we know it if you don’t pass this one test. he treats us all like his own 4 college aged grandkids. it makes going to class so much easier.
eating lunch. there are people streaming everywhere. I can’t help but wonder where we will all be in 3 years, and how different this place will look.
More and more I am finding myself saying “come January…”
We all do, around here. Looking ahead is something we’re real good at.
What if instead, I started saying “come today… Lord willing…”
Slowly learning to see the God-graces in the small moments.
I can hardly wait for days ahead, but I wouldn’t trade a today for the world.
I am still in the coffee shop listening to high schoolers giggle about their iPhones. so glad I’m older now.
as junior year approaches, I can’t help but gape at how fast the time flew. I wish you could those hold moments for decades. what a tremendous gift we have to capture time.
She had never seen this much snow. Being a puppy, she pounced on it, and with delight discovered that she could dig.