Quick little update.
I have to just laugh to myself a little because yesterday I was reading everyone’s Good Friday posts about how grand and sacred and important Jesus’ sacrifice for us was and I always feel somewhat less pious when I read those posts because that’s not my initial experience with God for the most part. If I were to talk about God, I feel like it’s primarily going to be more carnal and less serious than the fantastic theology talks that go around. Because man, God has the absolute best sense of humor and off-the-wall way of loving me it seems. Yes I recognize the cross, but yesterday God was a little unconventional to me it seemed.
As the school day was wrapping up and I was getting ready to drive home for break, I realized how absolutely crazy my day had been because of the innumerable blessings God heaped on me.
- My boss was out for the day at my internship, so I had almost no work.
- My favorite kind of donut was left in the break room.
- There was an attendance quiz instead of a regular one in a class I wasn’t prepared for.
- I skipped the other class because the quiz was postponed.
- I got to go home to my puppies.
- Had a good early morning run.
- There was a lot of free food throughout the day.
Now this was some of the superficial stuff, but I’m not about to discredit God on his fantastically time-d gift-giving abilities.
But the craziest part of the day, which led me to such an attitude of gratitude, was after I broke down in Dr. Towles’ office. My original intent was to ask about some research concerns, but I just ended up with tears streaming and snot flowing freely. And this professor, who normally is very terse and to the point with things, helped to calm me down and give some advice with all the crap going on. And then right after, Dr. Baggett helped me gain a LOT of clarity with my paper and assignments and then gave me an informal extension. I can’t even begin to explain how relieved I was. The freedom to just cry in front of people is so cathartic.
After my little episode, I was blessed with one of the best peanut butter brownies I have ever had in my short existence. Read: glorious mess of sticky sweetness.
So of course as shove that in my mouth I run into the guy I had a crush on all semester. Now, I had recently gotten over that whole deal but in my emotionally volatile state, I could have succumbed to my weakness for said salsa-dancing homeboy. It was by the grace of God that the timing of seeing and hugging him coincided with my mouth being glued shut with brownie so that I couldn’t say anything.
I kind of forget where I was going with all of this, but basically, I’m home, enjoying being with my family and our midshipmen, building a pergola, eating way too much food, running in a flat city for once, and getting ready for the last rush of the semester.
just to avoid accidentally using offensive language i’m going to start using 90s surfer dude slang because inadvertently offending someone is totally bogus dude
people might not want to be called dude
you are radically right and that is so not tubular my friend i apologise
I find your poor grammar and spelling to be offensive to my eyes.
watch me catch this gnarly wave of i don’t care
Tune into the local CCM station.
- Drink if the song is positive/uplifting/otherwise in poor taste for Good Friday.
- Drink every time you hear “Alleluia.”
- Two drinks if you hear the words “God’s not dead” in sequence, no matter what the context is.
- Finish your drink every time the announcer says something about what a nice day it is.
- Lose if the announcer acknowledges Good Friday.
Have fun! ;)
Saving for future reference
I can’t tell if I’m getting sick or something else but my body crapped out on me today. I mean, I’m going to bed at 9:30