here in my heart, so close, i believe.
the amazing thing is that i can be so swamped with work, i can be so preoccupied with living an ambitious life, but somehow, i have this inexplicable overwhelming feeling that He's granting me all the freedom a young girl is calling out for---as if i have more of it, a feeling that i can almost sit back and simply...cry. it's just one of those days that i really feel like i'm sitting in His hands, bending over while clinging on to my knees. head down. it is the quintessence of praise and thanksgiving---the most perfect manifestation of a heart that gratefully fellowships with the One who provides life and all the gifts of living. In fact, a grateful heart is not only the greatest virtue, it is the seedbed for all other virtues.
my nearly 10-hr class day left me completely famished and tense; it is a semester that i pray for it to end soon, and it is only the second week. i sit there hours on end, listening to the morbid facts of life about AIDS, downfall of healthcare delivery, mortality rates, public health concerns, policy failures, history repeating itself.
i feel so small.
how can i ever do anything anywhere? how can i even think about possibly going to China to "make a difference." i feel so humbled. but when i retreat back to my claustrophobic corners of a very crowded dorm room, i am caught in the celebration of God. the power of music. there is neither room nor time for the invasion of negative living. as i listen before the Lord today, as i serve Him in the area of my calling, as i enter into the love that surrounds my days, i give thanks to Him for His kindness and faithfulness. i celebrate God.
the amazing thing is that i can be so swamped with work, i can be so preoccupied with living an ambitious life, but somehow, i have this inexplicable overwhelming feeling that He's granting me all the freedom a young girl is calling out for---as if i have more of it, a feeling that i can almost sit back and simply...cry. it's just one of those days that i really feel like i'm sitting in His hands, bending over while clinging on to my knees. head down. it is the quintessence of praise and thanksgiving---the most perfect manifestation of a heart that gratefully fellowships with the One who provides life and all the gifts of living. In fact, a grateful heart is not only the greatest virtue, it is the seedbed for all other virtues.
my nearly 10-hr class day left me completely famished and tense; it is a semester that i pray for it to end soon, and it is only the second week. i sit there hours on end, listening to the morbid facts of life about AIDS, downfall of healthcare delivery, mortality rates, public health concerns, policy failures, history repeating itself.
i feel so small.
how can i ever do anything anywhere? how can i even think about possibly going to China to "make a difference." i feel so humbled. but when i retreat back to my claustrophobic corners of a very crowded dorm room, i am caught in the celebration of God. the power of music. there is neither room nor time for the invasion of negative living. as i listen before the Lord today, as i serve Him in the area of my calling, as i enter into the love that surrounds my days, i give thanks to Him for His kindness and faithfulness. i celebrate God.
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