Current mood: crazy

So I have 2 papers, a poetry portfolio, and a grant proposal due within the week. Because of this, I have to spend ridiculous amounts of time in front of my computer. Hence, too much checking email/blogs/ random stuff that can tear me away from tedious work, if only for a minute. I also happen to absolutely love the movie the Labyrinth. It makes me happy and gives me two hours to dance/nap and forget about too much work. I can't get my profile song out of my head, and I don't mind it at all :)

Oh... two weeks until rest and sanity! I'm pumped, but for right now, I'll just be enjoying the crazy!

Currently listening : Labyrinth: From The Original Soundtrack Of The Jim Henson Film By David Bowie Release date: By 10 October, 1989

Current mood: grateful

The Quote: Just two days ago, following the orders of Jenn's mother, Jenn and I sat in the front room of our apartment, on the floor, covered in blankets, and watched the news as it relayed stories of the crazy Indiana weather of the week, and the inclemates that were soon to come. It is from this news boradcast that the quote of the week has been taken.
"Sandbagging seems to have become a ritual in some parts of Indiana." - NBC Indy News
Seriously, you can't make this stuff up... Only in the middle of Indiana could a news telepromter read something like this, and no one (in the news room) would think it as a poor choice of words.

The Random: The song Blessed Be the Name is so familiar to my lyrical soul. Maybe it is because it quotes, or paraphrases some scripture. Perhaps it is because my heart resignates with His name being Blessed. And then there is the off chance that it is because I recognize it from a U2 song that I've known for years? What's that? Oh yeah....
"And you give yourself away,                            "You give and take away
 And you give yourself away,             OR            You give and take away
 And you give and you give,                              My heart will choose to say
 And you give yourself away"                             Blessed be your name"

I don't know, but every time I sing this song in church, I always find myself singing Bono's version.

The Verse: "Now have come the salvation and the power and the kingdom of our God, and the authority of his Christ. For the accuser of our brothers, who accuses them before our God day and night, has been hurled down. They overcame him by the blood of the Lamb and by the word of their testimony; *they did not love their lives so much as to shrink from death.*" - Revelation 12:10-11

Currently listening : Yoshimi Battles the Pink Robots By The Flaming Lips Release date: By 16 July, 2002

Currently Listening Makers By Rocky Votolato White Daisy Passing see related

A Romantic Notion

Conscious of the fact that I had about eleven hours of sleep in my system, just downed a few Fazoli’s breadsticks, and had only awoke from my Sunday nap less than three hours before the rest of my family would retire to bed, I was prepared to be awake. What I was not expecting was the romantic notion that I would acquire from doing so. There’s something about a house full of people at rest and being the only one with eyes wide open. It causes one to move slower, with much more intention and purpose behind each step in order to go about with life without disturbing the peaceful sleep state of the others. I frequently put off sleep in the night for many reasons: fellowship with friends, boredom, loneliness, and naturally, the occasional procrastinated assignment for school. When was the last time I stayed up just for me?

My King calls out through so many nights and days to romance me, to capture up my heart in passion and fulfill my life with purpose. So many times I resist the call and fail to fully embrace what each period of time might hold. As I refuse to let this moment slip from my life and pass into the unmemorables like so many others before its time, tears fill my eyes from the outflow of my heart filled. Vulnerable I have made myself, for my Lord’s silent night song has wooed me to be so that He might finally come in and do his initial work. “I have come that they may have life, and have it to the full,” and so many years later, I have now acknowledged his arrival.

With Him, He has brought neither visions of heaven, nor divine revelations of the heroine I will become in the continuation of the gospel at work in my life. Rather, He has resurfaced memories of faces of people in my life, both current and old. Faces whose mouths spoke truth into my life, brought encouragement to my soul, and many times whose life examples catalyzed my own further search to know God and make Him known. As the tears move from my eyes and down my cheeks, my lips spread upward and wide to catch them. My Lord has swept my soul away this night. He has shown me only a glimpse of his unending love through those that bear his image: a picture still far too vast to ever fully grasp.

I now liken myself to understanding how the children of Narnia must have felt as they began to race throught the depths of their savior's world with the eagle crying out for them to come "further up and and further in." I have embraced this night and learned more of my soul's lover. How much more will be revealed if the melody of each day and night is taken in with equal resolution and intent to that of the song of this night?