Zephaniah 3:17

So I think I have a theme for my hall for next year.

I'm going to do a music theme.
Which, okay, if you knew me, you would be surprised.
I am not all that musically inclined. I can play the guitar, fairly decently, and played the clarinet from 5th grade to 9th grade. I can't really sing, but I love listening to music.

God has really been speaking to me about Zephaniah 3:17 lately, which says:
"The Lord your God is with you,
He is mighty to save.
He will take great delight in you,
He will quiet you with His love,
He will rejoice over you with singing."

I love - LOVE - the part about how He will rejoice over me with singing.

So I've been thinking.
What does God want to sing over me?
What song does He have for me?
Is it about beauty?
purity?
following Him?
patience?
understanding?
What does the song sound like?
Is it stuff you hear everyday...
Like laughter?
birds chirping?
hearing "I love you"?
people praising Him?
a kind word?
What does it feel like to have God sing over you?
A warm hug?
Somone holding your hand?
That feeling in your stomach that's like a thousand butterflies?
Running until you're utterly exhausted?
Drinking steamers?
Laying down to sleep at night?

I think this is something I want to teach my girls about next year - How God is their savior, One who takes GREAT delight in them, one who quiets them and sings over them.

I get the image of a baby who cries in the middle of the night, so the mom or dad wakes up and gets him or her out of the cradle, and just rocks him or her in their arms and sings a lullaby to the child.
That's what God does.
That's what He wants to do.

So what song does He have for me?
Will I ever learn it?

Gosh Dang It.

Are you kidding me?
That is ridiculous.
She removed me from her friend's list.

Oh my word.
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So last night at church, a little boy that goes to AWANAS invited me to his baseball game today. Well, I'm pretty sure he invited me. Shaun said he didn't. If he didn't invite me to it, he at least told me about it. So I told him I would go. But now, dang, I have so much to do. I'm going, but only for like 15 minutes. Then I'm going to a crepe extravaganza tonight with my french class.

Yes, a crepe extravaganza.
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Am writing a paper for English.

Well, "writing".

I'm actually just slacking.
It's due on Wednesday.
I shouldn't be slacking.
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I started running with Kim. And yesterday, Helena joined. It's my goal to run two laps around campus (about 2 miles) by the end of the semester, which in like 2 weeks. I'm not quite at a lap yet. Tonight I'll make it to a lap.
I'm going to run everynight except on Thursdays, which is when we have Lifestream. But this is the last week of Lifestream, so next Thursday I can run. 'Twill be good.
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Two more weeks, then finals.
Phew.

Lifestream x2.

Lifestream tonight = everything I needed.

Today was...fairly crappy.
Except nix the fairly part.

So Lifestream was great. It was all about going through hard times, and how God gets us through them. The speaker talked about how God refines us - how He holds us right in the heat of things and doesn't move us until He sees His reflection. And I mean, I've heard that before, but tonight...it was good.

We sang a song I had never heard before, about being free, and another one about overcoming. The worship leader talked about how we can be free from anger and stuff.

Good stuff tonight.
So glad I could go.

Peppin.

Conversations.
Interesting things.
So many words spoken but even more things left unsaid.

It's a wonder how someone you've known since 6th grade becomes someone you can talk to about relationships and Jesus and have it not be awkward.

It's cool to have a frienship like that.
Even if it just seems to have fallen out of the sky.
And it's cool how it isn't awkward to talk about the boy I love and the girl he likes.

It's pretty awesome.

Silence.

I really don't have a need to be constantly surrounded by people.

In fact, I spent almost all day by myself. I slept in, and sat outside and read my book for psychology, and ate lunch and dinner by myself. I haven't really talked to anyone all day, except for someone on-line for a while.
It's been nice.

I'm okay with being quite sometimes.

I think I've said this before on here, but during senior year, in Mrs. Lackey's class, we had to write these lines from some poet's work, and the line that I picked said, "Sometimes I get quiet and rarely speak at all."
And...
It's true.

I'm good with silence. Especially when words become superfluous. Because there comes a point when they do.
Silences are only awkward if you make them like that.
I don't think slience was meant to be awkward. I think it became like that because people need noise in their lives. They need to talk and be talked to and have music playing and something in the background. Why? Perhaps to keep them from thinking about things. Maybe they don't like their thoughts. So they try and fill their minds with noise to cover their thoughts up so that they don't have to think.
Why can't people just be quiet sometimes?
Why can't people just be by themselves?
Often, I like nothing better than just being in my room...alone...me and my journal and God.

If you're always talking, you miss something important that people say to you. If you're always listening to something other than silence, you miss the most important things being said.
Like the wind in trees.
Or the steady beat of someone's heart.
Or a car tire on the pavement.
Or the laughter that builds up inside of you when you think about something completely weird and random that happened to you and your best friends a few months ago.

And that's what life's about - the little things, the things that you can't really explain, but you know they are real because they change your life.

That Little Thing.

I am officially an Elementary Education major.
To finish in 4 years, I'm going to have to do a lot of summer school and J-Terms, along with taking a full course load every semester until I graduate. Woot. And if I want to minor in something, I'll have to take even MORE classes.

Let the stress begin.



Cool. :)
It's nice when friends surprise you.
Especially when you don't expect it.
But then you're just talking, and they're like, "Hey..."
Then it has the potential of being really really awkward.
But it doesn't.
And then you end up talking about really cool stuff.

I like that.
A lot.

I Just Believe, I Just Believe It.

So much stress this week. Gosh.

Trying to pick classes for the fall.
I am changing my major to Elementary Education.

The other night, I was writing in my journal, and I was just thinking, "What am I passionate about? What do I really ENJOY doing?" And I realized the next day that I just love teaching. Like, Wednesday nights at AWANAS are my favorite times of my whole week, just teaching the kids random Bible stories and hanging out with them. And VBS - I have so much love for VBS. I always said that I could teach VBS everyday for the rest of my life and be perfectly happy.
I'm really excited about it.

I bombed a math test today, I'm pretty sure. Oh, well. You win some, you lose some.
I have a French test tomorrow, too. Dang.

So much is going on.

We're going camping next weekend. I'm really excited. I just want to be away and be with friends and Jesus and nature for a while. So me and Addi and some other people are going camping. SO STOKED. I've been wanting this for a while.

Room inspections tomorrow - my room isn't clean. Bah.
Walk/Run test today - my best time ever. Nice.
Ultimate Frisbee starts the 30th. I bought a frisbee the other day.

I'm hungry.
I hung pictures on my wall. They're fun.
I'm so tired.

Language Lab tomorrow. WooT. Not.

Good song - "Believe" by the Newsboys.
I like them a lot.
I heard the word "behoove" in one of their songs today - "Belly of a Whale". It made me laugh, since Addi and I learned that word the other day. :)