So long to the stage (for now)...
Well, this post can't be too long because I have a long paper awaiting typage, but I wanted to document this day somehow and besides, I really should move this blog into March! But anyway...today is a sad day for me...for "Pirates of Penzance" is done with!Yesterday was our last night, and it was definitely our best (which is good because we were performing for a sold-out house and we were being taped!)...but it's over! I enjoyed it so, so much and since I'm one of those people who flies and then thuds (an expression you'll only understand if you read Anne), the finality of it being over is really getting to me. And with the thoughts of "Pirates" being over come the thought that, in less than two months, this semester will be over and several of my friends will be graduating/leaving and I don't know if I'm coming back myself and... *shudders back sobs* Why, oh why, does it seem that everything good gets ripped away from you so soon?! Probably to remind us that this is not our Home and "Heaven is not here, it's There. If we were given all we wanted here, our hearts would settle for this world rather than the next. God is forever luring us up and away from this one, wooing us to Himself and His still invisible Kingdom, where we will certainly find what we so keenly long for." (Elisabeth Elliot)
Being sentimental, this afternoon I wanted to see what I was doing about a year ago since I certainly had no idea that a year from then I would have just finished being in an operetta, and I came across a great quote from George MacDonald that I posted last March 13th (I saw it first on Lanier's blog) and it definitely applied to today and the melancholy that came with realizing that something I've enjoyed so much is forever over with...
"The next hour, the next moment, is as much beyond our grasp and as much in God’s care, as that a hundred years away. Care for the next minute is just as foolish as care for the morrow, or for a day in the next thousand years-in neither can we do anything, in both God is doing everything. Those claims only of the morrow which have to be prepared today are of the duty of today: the moment which coincides with work to be done, is the moment to be minded; the next is nowhere till God has made it.
The care that is filling your mind at this moment, or but waiting till you lay the book aside to leap upon you-that need which is no need, is a demon sucking at the spring of your life. "No, mine is a reasonable care-and unavoidable care, indeed." Is it something that you have to do at this very moment? "No." Then you are allowing it to usurp the place of something that is required of you this moment. "There is nothing required of me at this moment." Nay, but there is-the greatest thing that can be required of man. Trust in the Living God…"
"Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, and comes down from the Father of lights, with whom there is no variation or shadow of turning." ~James 1:17
Being sentimental, this afternoon I wanted to see what I was doing about a year ago since I certainly had no idea that a year from then I would have just finished being in an operetta, and I came across a great quote from George MacDonald that I posted last March 13th (I saw it first on Lanier's blog) and it definitely applied to today and the melancholy that came with realizing that something I've enjoyed so much is forever over with...
"The next hour, the next moment, is as much beyond our grasp and as much in God’s care, as that a hundred years away. Care for the next minute is just as foolish as care for the morrow, or for a day in the next thousand years-in neither can we do anything, in both God is doing everything. Those claims only of the morrow which have to be prepared today are of the duty of today: the moment which coincides with work to be done, is the moment to be minded; the next is nowhere till God has made it.
The care that is filling your mind at this moment, or but waiting till you lay the book aside to leap upon you-that need which is no need, is a demon sucking at the spring of your life. "No, mine is a reasonable care-and unavoidable care, indeed." Is it something that you have to do at this very moment? "No." Then you are allowing it to usurp the place of something that is required of you this moment. "There is nothing required of me at this moment." Nay, but there is-the greatest thing that can be required of man. Trust in the Living God…"
"Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, and comes down from the Father of lights, with whom there is no variation or shadow of turning." ~James 1:17