Monday, October 24, 2005

It's a witness...

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Did you ever go out (while you're praying), did you ever go out on
a morning after a dark, dismal night? Look hanging on the clothes wire. Look hanging on the grass blade. Look hanging on the leaf. It's a little dew drop. Oh, they're so miserable looking, quivering as the cold, chilly winds are shaking them, but just let the sun start to rise. Watch how they shine. They're glistening. Why? You know they were once up in the sky, and the going away of the sun brought them down, but they've been up. They've had an experience. They are a witness that there's an atmosphere to live in above this earth, and as soon as the sun is the one who draws the dew back up into the skies again. They've once been up, and now they're down, and they see the sun rising. So they know they're going up again, so they're happy and reflecting the light of the Sun, little dew drops.

My blessed little child, as your father in the ministry, though you may be older, but still you're my child. I have preached to you the Gospel, and you're dropped down. You were made to be a son and daughter of God, and maybe you've wandered away; but the Son of righteousness is here with healing in His wings. And don't you want to reflect His life, knowing that you can be lifted up now and lifted up to your rightly position to be God's daughter, God's son? You do.

God has been good to me....

So, this song has been in my head all day long:

God has been good to me,
So very good to me;
More than this world could be,
He's been so good to me...
And it's so true. He has.

Today was the first cool day of Fall. I love this time of year... I know I say that a lot, but I really do! But when I went outside for afternoon duty, I actually shivered in my light jacket, and was super-glad I was wearing my clogs today. Speaking of clogs, are there really any better shoes for winter (and for us skirt girls) than a good pair of Danskos? Other than knee-high boots to keep our tootsies half-way warm, I really don't think I know of any better! (grin)

I still haven't taken my official "Fall Mountain Trek". Maybe when Ben and Sharon come up the second week in November... maybe then we'll do it. But of course, by then we'll have missed the apples. I don't have time to make a decent pie right now anyway.

This weekend, I drove past the mountains. At least. I took Hwy 11 up to Becca's house before going on to Charlotte. lol--I really think I'm gonna end up making my winter perfume/colonge myself. I can't find anything that hits the right essences with me... but I did find something very cool in Caswell Massey: a perfume base to make your own perfume from essential oils! So, in the tradition of French women everywhere (and all the cooks and experimenters in the world), I'm gonna try my hand at it. We'll see how it goes. (Too bad I'm not actually French.. ;) But of course, the best ever for me is still Crabtree and Evelyn's Lilly of the Valley. I just love it.

I was sooo proud of myself for not spending a lot of money this weekend! Hopefully it helps make up for some of the other times when I wasn't so good... lol! But then, I guess it helps that I wasn't really in the mood to shop for clothes. Where I do want to go is Greenville's April Cornell outlet...

Why am I talking about shopping so much?!


I'll stop now.

I'm ready to go hike Table Rock again. Not that I'm in shape for it... I'm not. But I just want to go do it again, the same way I wanted to bike the loop at Cade's Cove this summer. I'm ready to see it in the fall. Becca and I were talking about it last night with a friend... I wish we could go this Saturday, but it looks like we won't.

I broke a nail playing the piano last night. This is a sign of two things:
1. My nails are too long to play the piano properly. (duh)
2. We had an awesome, wonderful service last night! Praise Him.

God is really so good to me. Whatever my need, he answers it, even if it's simply to be chastened or blessed. And some of the things I've heard lately at church have made such a difference. For instance:
We have no original thoughts. Our thoughts come from two sources... either God or the Devil. And we have a choice... to accept or reject the thoughts that come into our minds. That means that we don't have to accept the Devil's thoughts!
That has really helped me overcome some battles lately.

God Bless You!

Thursday, October 13, 2005

Wedding, Meanderings, Teaching--Students... BLEH!

Okay y'all... I'm back from the wedding, and I'm on a different blog for this simple reason... I've a student who's invaded my private life, and is currently signing my blog. I can block her from commenting on my site, but I can't do much else (at least with my limited knowledge of computers, etcetera.)

So... to blogspot I will go... to blogspot I will go... (hehe!!)

At least for a bit. This student (the one that I happened to be stupid enough to give her my URL--yes I will admit it was my stupidity and my mistake...) will not be staying in my class forever... she's going to be moving to FL in about a month. Sooo... I might start posting back on xanga in a month. I like it better than blogspot... I can make it pretty without using a template! (as if that were the only reason for having a blog... (grin)

And at least this way, some of my fab fam can comment on this site (ahem--SHARON!) -- (jk)

The wedding was beautiful, and we got everything done, amazingly enough!!! I still feel as if I owe Lavinia's sister, Doina, a huge thanks for all she did. I really don't think I would have finished the sleeves (or been in any state to sing, much less growl, the next day) without her help. You can check out pictures on Sam's site. Especially check out the sleeves of our dresses, since Momma and I fixed them with narry a pattern for the sleeve hole armicyst! (Well, except for Lisa's, where I used her own pattern, because I forgot to measure where her shoulder met her arm in the hustle to insert her side panels... Not that anyone wants to know that(!!!)

Coming back to school the next day, however, wasn't so peachy... [grrr]... It was not a good teaching day. I'm seriously wondering if I'm cut out for this profession. There's so much I need to learn.
And I proved Rebecca's words right. Coming back from vacation the night before you have to teach means that you're going to have a bad day, and it will be especially bad if your students were bad for the substitute--as my first period was. BLEH! The REST of my classes got doughnuts for their good behavior. First period got none, as well as being in the "Wrath o'Ms. R------" for almost the entire period.... I hope they learned their lesson.

On a happier note, now that I am 23, I find it's not so bad... lol! When I compare myself to the experience and age of the teachers that I work around, I'm a baby--and I find that my students don't think 23 is so old, either... : --That can be good and bad...

I've got to get off and grade papers, Since grades are due wayyyy too soon for the first nine weeks.

And since this is my "first" post, let me end by saying may God bless and keep everyone who sees this.