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Today Sucks
I have no energy to do anything
This is a "Why Am I Here Day"
I hope that this week does not suck as a result of this day sucking
I have too many people that i should be calling, writing, e-mailing, etc back...at the same time all i want is for people to contact me and show an interest in me--but i guess i haven't been reciprocating the same thing.
ugh
i just can't decide.....do i hate life or love it?
the game yesterday was both ridiculous and magnificent at the same time. ugly and beautiful. i'm sooo glad i was convinced to stay tho.
i'm involved in too many things. i don't know what to do. i have pretty easy classes but i don't devote nearly enough--hardly any time to them.
sometimes i need to remind myself that i am in college to better my future-not to just indulge in the present.
but does it really matter?
the good things about days/moments like this is that they remind me of how much i need God to make it through.
Psalm 139 is what i am going to go think about:
"O Lord you have searched me and you know me.
You know when I sit and when I rise;
you perceive my thoughts from afar.
You discern my going out and lying down;
you are familiar with all my ways.
Before a word is on my tongue
you know it completely O Lord.
You hem me in-behind and before;
you have laid your hand upon me.
Such knowledge is too wonderful for me,
too lofty for me to attain.
Where can I go from your Spirit?
Where can I flee from your presence?
If I go up to the heavens, you are there;
if I make my bed in the depths, you are there.
If I rise on the wings of the down,
if I settle on the far side of the sea,
even there your hand will guide me,
your right hand will hold me fast.
If I say, 'Surely the darkness will hide me
and the light become night around me,'
even the darkness will not be dark to you;
the night will shine like the day,
for darkness is light to you.
For you created my inmost being;
you knit me together in my mother's womb.
I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
your works are wonderful, I know that full well.
My frame was not hidden from you
when I was made in the secret place.
WHen I was woven together in the depths of the earth,
your eyes saw my unformed body.
All the days ordained for me were written in your book
before one of them came to be.
How precious to me are your thoughts, O Do!
How vast is the sum of them!
Were I to count them,
they would outnumber the grains of sand.
When I awake, I am still with you.
If only you would slay the wicked, O God!
Away from me, you bloodthirsty men!
They speak of you with evil intent;
your adversaries misuse your name.
Do I not hate those who hate you, O Lord
and abhor those who rise up against you?
I have nothing but hatred for them;
I count them my enemies.
Search me, O God, and know my heart;
test me and know my anxious thoughts.
See if there is any offensive way in me,
and lead me in the way everlasting.
THE END
I have no energy to do anything
This is a "Why Am I Here Day"
I hope that this week does not suck as a result of this day sucking
I have too many people that i should be calling, writing, e-mailing, etc back...at the same time all i want is for people to contact me and show an interest in me--but i guess i haven't been reciprocating the same thing.
ugh
i just can't decide.....do i hate life or love it?
the game yesterday was both ridiculous and magnificent at the same time. ugly and beautiful. i'm sooo glad i was convinced to stay tho.
i'm involved in too many things. i don't know what to do. i have pretty easy classes but i don't devote nearly enough--hardly any time to them.
sometimes i need to remind myself that i am in college to better my future-not to just indulge in the present.
but does it really matter?
the good things about days/moments like this is that they remind me of how much i need God to make it through.
Psalm 139 is what i am going to go think about:
"O Lord you have searched me and you know me.
You know when I sit and when I rise;
you perceive my thoughts from afar.
You discern my going out and lying down;
you are familiar with all my ways.
Before a word is on my tongue
you know it completely O Lord.
You hem me in-behind and before;
you have laid your hand upon me.
Such knowledge is too wonderful for me,
too lofty for me to attain.
Where can I go from your Spirit?
Where can I flee from your presence?
If I go up to the heavens, you are there;
if I make my bed in the depths, you are there.
If I rise on the wings of the down,
if I settle on the far side of the sea,
even there your hand will guide me,
your right hand will hold me fast.
If I say, 'Surely the darkness will hide me
and the light become night around me,'
even the darkness will not be dark to you;
the night will shine like the day,
for darkness is light to you.
For you created my inmost being;
you knit me together in my mother's womb.
I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
your works are wonderful, I know that full well.
My frame was not hidden from you
when I was made in the secret place.
WHen I was woven together in the depths of the earth,
your eyes saw my unformed body.
All the days ordained for me were written in your book
before one of them came to be.
How precious to me are your thoughts, O Do!
How vast is the sum of them!
Were I to count them,
they would outnumber the grains of sand.
When I awake, I am still with you.
If only you would slay the wicked, O God!
Away from me, you bloodthirsty men!
They speak of you with evil intent;
your adversaries misuse your name.
Do I not hate those who hate you, O Lord
and abhor those who rise up against you?
I have nothing but hatred for them;
I count them my enemies.
Search me, O God, and know my heart;
test me and know my anxious thoughts.
See if there is any offensive way in me,
and lead me in the way everlasting.
THE END