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| "The man who is contented to be only himself, and therefoe less a self, is in prison. My own eyes are not enough for me, I will see through those of others. Reality, even seen thought the eyes of many, is not enough. I will see what others have invented.......But in reading great literature I become a thousand men and yet remain myself. Like the night sky in the Greek poem, I see with myriad eyes, but it is still I who see. Here, as in worship, in love, in moral action, and in knowing, I transcend myself; and am never more myself than when I do." ~C.S. Lewis | | |
| I failed a math test today but I am still happy. Numbers mean absolutely nothing to me. I don't really care what the probablity is of students with brown eyes who are boys who are also on the baseball team. I must learn it though for the final exam.
I miss my childhood. The excitment of going to the grocery store with my mom, hoping she might buy me that little box of animal crackers. Have you tasted those cookies recently? They're not good. I think I liked them back then just becuase I was with her. Sometimes she would say yes, sometimes no. It was also the uncertainty of her reply.
I miss trips down to the creek with my brother and sisters. Jamie always had to take a whistle with him, just in case we needed help. Abby would run around like she owned us, but i liked that. And Betsy, she would just giggle, which kept us smiling for days. We used to play in the water, build forts, play with trolls, make rafts, build dams (but they never really worked).
Sometimes I look at the way the shadows of the trees lay across the dorms, and I listen to the lawn mowers across the street, the water rush down the creek and I just want to be a child again. Dance in the rain, play in the snow, sing at the table, spy on the adults.
But the memories are in some ways just as sweet as the moments. There is so much more of life to enjoy. He is a brilliant designer, His plan outweighs my dreams. | | |
| My friend is letting me borrow her car for awhile tonight. I'm excited to be on my own, driving the counrty side. Well, actually just driving to worship practice and back, but maybe I'll take a detour.
It's amazing how when I have a lot to do, I accomplish a lot, but when I barely have any work, I don't finish it. Lately, I have been studying outside and it is beautiful. The trees are just beginning to turn green and the daffodils are coming up. Spring used to be my least favorite season because I was always looking too much foward to summer. But now I love watching the change. | | |
| I was told by some friends that my entry from Tuesday sounded like I was madly in love with some foreigner who just broke up with me for a Spanish flamenco dancer. This was obviously not the case. I was just homesick.
Laughter, sunshine, and friends are a good thing! | | |
| For some reason I don't like it when a person asks me in a public situation if i am "okay". I do it to people too, but from now on I refuse to ask that question in public. It only triggers the response of "I'm fine", which you try your hardest not to say with any attitude. If you are actually fine, then you become annoyed, and if you're not fine than you dislike lying. The truth in a public situation should not always be told. Maybe I am just being proud. There should be more gracious people on this planet. I need to work on that. | | |
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