We're All Desperately Searching for Truth

The rain is falling straighter then I've ever seen it fall before here. The house is silent and dark, the cars splashing through puddles heard from an open window. The humidity is coating everything in a layer of stickiness and causing glasses full of cold water to sweat. Steam sweeps off the surface of a hot tea that isn't ideal for the temperature it currently is. Guitar strums can be heard from a pair of headphones attached to an illuminated laptop by which I write to you on. Each keystroke I watch appear upon the bright screen is harder to type as my thoughts sit in a jumble in my exhausted brain.

We take all the good around us and turn it to hell.

At first the song, "City of Orphans" by The Classic Crime, struck me as a rather depressing and confusing song. The more I listened to it however I realized that some of the lyrics struck home. The ones I've posted here struck me today as I've been discussing numerous activities people do these days with various people. We take too many good things, like relationships, families, the beautiful environment God has provided for us, etc. and ruin it with what is deep rooted in our nature...sin. We all do it, no one can deny that. It was just interesting to talk with so many people this weekend randomly about it. 

I have to confess that I've also realized I've been slacking off. I was once told that writing was a gift God had given to me. There's always been a lot of talk around about using your gifts and reaching out to others...and to be honest I really haven't wrote in months. Sure I've written a few blog posts here or there, but nothing sincere in respects to God and the love he's provided me. Life's busy, but I'm planning to fit that in somewhere so that I don't forget about this precious gift I've been given. I encourage others to look at themselves and the gifts God has given them and remember they're there for everyone's benefit. 

Life in St. John's is going well. I've dedicated some time to serving with Youth at the chapel and am thrilled to be part of it. Bible study has started up and I'm more than excited for studying the book of Joshua. Some of the young ladies and I have begun a small group during the week and I'm part of a mentoring program at the church. So as you can see...that just being church activities...my schedule does get a bit clogged up. Thankfully I'm not relying on my own strength though and know that He will provide what I need, when I need it. 

God bless.

Pendulum

The professor babbling at the front of the classroom had morphed into a pendulum as he walked from one side of the classroom to the other. It seemed as though a gunshot wouldn't keep my eyes from slowly drifting downwards, shutting off the world from my consciousness. As the fact I was eye level, sitting in the middle of the room with raised seating, with the prof I pulled myself back together. But as soon as he continued to drone on about writing I felt my overtired brain begin to ooze out my ears. I attempted to guess what words he was going to write on the board next, only to find I was wrong numerous times, creating a jumble of scribbled out words on my notes.
...And I'd been terrified of coming to this class?
Only did I realize the reason my mind was so far out in space and my lids were attempting to close up on themselves later today when I was sitting downtown waiting for the bus to head home from coffee. That awful feeling back in the base of your nose (or your sinuses) that tickles and slightly hurts as you draw breath in through your nostrils began to sink down into my throat. The cold (or as they say here "flu") had caught me. The one that'd consumed my friends' bodies this past week had been passed onto myself and now I sit here with a hot cup of tea and my eyes hardly open writing this.
Once again a hurricane is upon us. Tomorrow morning we will be bracing against tropical storm winds and flooding rains. Personally I could care less at this point. I don't have class till later tomorrow afternoon and all I care about right now is getting a ton of sleep. Classes are beginning to take over my life and the work load is slowly piling up as I stall more and more. The coming of this cold won't be of any help at all as I get wonky when I'm sick and can hardly remember my roommates' names. However I did want to update you all and say classes are wonderful and I think I may enjoy this semester thoroughly.
I felt like this video was necessary....story of my life:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IrhCUZXbJ0I

Adiós.