So, school has started! I have been through 3 weeks of classes now and I am alive! I think one of the reasons is because I have written myself a strict schedule on one of those huge desk calendars so that I can see from one day to the next what I have to accomplish. Also, it is becoming quite clear to me that English is less work then history is. Maybe that is just the case for me because I don't mind reading novels.....but I am finding it quite a bit easier to stay on top of readings and homework then I ever have before. Though I hope I am not speaking too soon! :) I might be sane because I am not working though, so I am able to focus solely on school without any other distractions. Or maybe it's just that God is good and He's making little things easier about this semester. Let's name a few.
I have had 3 classes cancelled so far due to profs being sick (bad that prof's are sick, but nice not to have class). Two out of the three times I showed up to class only to have to wait an hour to make it back home by bus. One time though, a lady in my class and I were talking about why our class was cancelled for the 2nd time......and she found out that I was taking the bus. Learning where I live she offered to give me a lift home so I wouldn't have to wait. She was sure nice to give a complete stranger a ride home! I was very grateful! Driving home I noticed a Bible on the floor of her van and we talked a bit about churches and family etc. Dropping me off, she said that after every Monday and Wednesday night class she would give me a lift. Wow. Honestly, it almost made me tear up. It was so nice. It may seem to most people as something that any decent person would do, but for me it was amazing. Right then, that was something that I needed. Monday, Wednesday and Thursday I have night classes till 9:00, and Mon/Wed I don't get home till after 10:00. It just makes for really long days, and by the end of it I just don't want to spend 40 min waiting for a bus, and then 20 min while it takes me home. I get home now by 9:15, and to have that extra time to not rush into bed for the next 8:30 am class.....it's just wonderful.
It just goes to show me that God is taking care of the little details in my life. Those long days aren't as hard now, and I never realized something so simple as an extra 40 minutes could make that much of a difference.
I have many little stories like that about how God is taking care of me; like how he gave me a friend in painting so we can paint in our 'primal' ways together, or how it is really great to have a friend in my historical fiction class, or to have my sister in my Milton class (Milton makes no comprehensible sense to me at all!), or how my friend Sherri went the extra mile (literally) to drive me to the ferry because she wanted to spend extra time with me, or how I got a wonderful call from Jane from Germany and we got to reconnect, how about breakfast dates with Daddy, shopping times and cooking with Mom.............all things that keep a person going. Yay!
It is bedtime for me now though. Yup yup yup it is. I wish I had some more time to spend with all of you, to talk and e-mail you guys. But as Kat keeps reminding me.....I have no more 1st, 2nd or 3rd weeks of school to ever do again! This is my last semester of history and english stuff! I can count down to graduation and then teacher training. :) Sweet.
Miss you all though still.
Saturday, January 26, 2008
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yep God is great his provision of the little things constantly astounds me.
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