A Nauseous Nocturne
Neat title. I think it was the name of an early "Calvin and Hobbes" treasury strip. Given my disposition last night, I think it's pretty appropriate.
I got only three hours of sleep last night. How can that be, when I have no classes today on account of Martin Luther King, Jr. Day (yay for Dr. King!)? Well, I had one of my worst nightmares in recent memory. It's one of those dreams that's deep and powerful enough that it leaves an impression on you, yet so convoluted and messy you can't remember all the details. Basically, I dreamed about Armageddon. You know, the prophecied battle between good and evil, between God and Satan, as depicted in the book of Revelation. As a Christian, I know that's going to be the most lopsided clash in history. In fact, we already know who wins (hint: God). This battle of the ages won't really be a 'battle' at all. The Bible devotes only a sentence or two to describe the details. How the Word of God erupts from the mouth of the Lamb like a mighty sword, slaying His enemies where they stand.
For some reason, my dream didn't turn out that way. I don't know; I'm not an expert somnambulist. But in my dream, evil was winning. I saw Christians, my friends included, being dragged off and killed. Chaos and anarchy ruling everywhere. Churches and underground hideouts burned to ashes and pillaged. It felt real, and yet surreal at the same time. You know what it's like when you're in that dream, and you find yourself thinking, "This can't really be happening!" Usually at that point, you wake up (either that or something cataclysmic happens to you, and the shock wakes you up). I kept dreaming, and it got worse and worse. I think it was about at the point in which this band of troops were hauling me away from my family, and it seemed the walls were collapsing around me that I finally woke up. A very disturbing nightmare, that one. Kept me awake into the early morning hours.
So anyway, what's the moral of this story? Watch what you eat before going to bed.
This past week has been rushed, but good. I'm liking this winter term better than last year, at least. Don't get me wrong; the classes are no less challenging, but I've got good professors and the material is much more interesting. Computer Science is pretty complex, but so far, the main issue with that is time. The work isn't terribly difficult; it just takes a lot of time and effort to complete. Fair enough. Education of Students with Special Needs (ED-21) is a lot more stimulating than ED-20 last year, and I'm already loving my field experience at Lakeview Middle in Greenville. The kids have been terrific, and I feel like we've made some good connections. Now I've just got to write it all up in those pesky things we like to call "observations." Personally I'd rather just watch and listen to the children, but for the sake of my grade. Oh, I almost forgot. Icky square pizzas are apparantly still in the schools.
What else happened last week? Lots of time spent in the company of awesome friends. A very in-depth L-Team meeting on Monday in which we spent maybe half an hour just talking and sharing prayer requests. Family group began our topical discussions for winter term with "God's grace." What a great way to start things off! Fresh off my Paul class, I was able to bring up plenty of things he had to say about that. TNT was wonderful; I felt steady and confident in singing again (thanks to Jessie and AK for your prayers!!!), and our old friend Jim Tippins, who told the Rag Man story last year, came back to tell another story about "holding the rope" for others; or in other words, encouraging and uplifting them. I had another fun "Lost" session with Taylor, Jon, Bryan, Tiffany Gibson, and Lauren on Wednesday. The next night, Lauren got together a team to play a game of Ultimate Frisbee with her glow-in-the-dark disc. I know she's been dying for a chance to use that. A fun time we had, even if I flipped head over heels once and tumbled one time too many. But oh well; no broken bones. Nothing life-threatening.
Well, that's about all I have to report. Hopefully, I can spend more time posting instead of recapping like I have lately. We'll see; winter term gets busy so quick, it's all I can do just to keep up. I hope you have a blessed day!
Song of the Day: Twila Paris - "God is in Control"
Verse of the Day: "I sought the Lord, and He answered me; He delivered me from all my fears." - Psalm 34:4
I got only three hours of sleep last night. How can that be, when I have no classes today on account of Martin Luther King, Jr. Day (yay for Dr. King!)? Well, I had one of my worst nightmares in recent memory. It's one of those dreams that's deep and powerful enough that it leaves an impression on you, yet so convoluted and messy you can't remember all the details. Basically, I dreamed about Armageddon. You know, the prophecied battle between good and evil, between God and Satan, as depicted in the book of Revelation. As a Christian, I know that's going to be the most lopsided clash in history. In fact, we already know who wins (hint: God). This battle of the ages won't really be a 'battle' at all. The Bible devotes only a sentence or two to describe the details. How the Word of God erupts from the mouth of the Lamb like a mighty sword, slaying His enemies where they stand.
For some reason, my dream didn't turn out that way. I don't know; I'm not an expert somnambulist. But in my dream, evil was winning. I saw Christians, my friends included, being dragged off and killed. Chaos and anarchy ruling everywhere. Churches and underground hideouts burned to ashes and pillaged. It felt real, and yet surreal at the same time. You know what it's like when you're in that dream, and you find yourself thinking, "This can't really be happening!" Usually at that point, you wake up (either that or something cataclysmic happens to you, and the shock wakes you up). I kept dreaming, and it got worse and worse. I think it was about at the point in which this band of troops were hauling me away from my family, and it seemed the walls were collapsing around me that I finally woke up. A very disturbing nightmare, that one. Kept me awake into the early morning hours.
So anyway, what's the moral of this story? Watch what you eat before going to bed.
This past week has been rushed, but good. I'm liking this winter term better than last year, at least. Don't get me wrong; the classes are no less challenging, but I've got good professors and the material is much more interesting. Computer Science is pretty complex, but so far, the main issue with that is time. The work isn't terribly difficult; it just takes a lot of time and effort to complete. Fair enough. Education of Students with Special Needs (ED-21) is a lot more stimulating than ED-20 last year, and I'm already loving my field experience at Lakeview Middle in Greenville. The kids have been terrific, and I feel like we've made some good connections. Now I've just got to write it all up in those pesky things we like to call "observations." Personally I'd rather just watch and listen to the children, but for the sake of my grade. Oh, I almost forgot. Icky square pizzas are apparantly still in the schools.
What else happened last week? Lots of time spent in the company of awesome friends. A very in-depth L-Team meeting on Monday in which we spent maybe half an hour just talking and sharing prayer requests. Family group began our topical discussions for winter term with "God's grace." What a great way to start things off! Fresh off my Paul class, I was able to bring up plenty of things he had to say about that. TNT was wonderful; I felt steady and confident in singing again (thanks to Jessie and AK for your prayers!!!), and our old friend Jim Tippins, who told the Rag Man story last year, came back to tell another story about "holding the rope" for others; or in other words, encouraging and uplifting them. I had another fun "Lost" session with Taylor, Jon, Bryan, Tiffany Gibson, and Lauren on Wednesday. The next night, Lauren got together a team to play a game of Ultimate Frisbee with her glow-in-the-dark disc. I know she's been dying for a chance to use that. A fun time we had, even if I flipped head over heels once and tumbled one time too many. But oh well; no broken bones. Nothing life-threatening.
Well, that's about all I have to report. Hopefully, I can spend more time posting instead of recapping like I have lately. We'll see; winter term gets busy so quick, it's all I can do just to keep up. I hope you have a blessed day!
Song of the Day: Twila Paris - "God is in Control"
Verse of the Day: "I sought the Lord, and He answered me; He delivered me from all my fears." - Psalm 34:4
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