Rhapsody in Black

Designed to Make You Feel Like the Sane One

Thursday, February 12, 2004

Note to all

When trying to find a new look for your blog.....don't make the same mistake as I did. Unfortunately I lost all my comments, and all my links, boo hoo for me. note to self: save template in a word document before changing templates looks

Tuesday, February 10, 2004


I decided that today would be the day I thank God for life, for everything that surrounds me and to be genuinely thankful (even for the snow and ice). God's creation is amazing.
I find myself hidden away in a small dark corner of the school, studying my way to a degree hoping that I will make it through the day. The quietness is invaded by the far off sound of the organ, the reverential notes humming out 'Amazing Grace'. Amazing Grace? I ask myself. What is grace? As the song echoes in my ear I turn and note that the page number is only eight, I need to reach thirty-nine by four o'clock. Dray is not a fascinating author and I find myself slowly drifting off....I once was lost, but now am found.
I am jolted awake feeling as though I had fallen, I lifted my head, re opened my book and continued on. The organ player had finished his song and moved on. The words of the song still resonated in my head. What is grace? I can't shake the weird feeling that I am not alone, and the organ noise still fresh in my head is creeping me out. I grab my keys and decide to go to my mailbox. I hadn't checked it for a few hours and am expecting a paper (and maybe some chocolate from a friend). I start walking down the hallway noticing people that I hadn't seen in a while. They note my pink sweater and how lovely it matches my eyes. I smile, and kindly thank them, but I still feel odd. There is this nagging in my soul (it feels like). And for some reason I am on a mission. I reach my mailbox and slide the key in, my heart is thumping...when we've been there ten thousand years I pull out a nice little bundle of chocolate with a note attached May the grace of our Lord be with you, now and always
I take the chocolate hugs out of their neatly pressed, foil wraps and pop one into my mouth. The chocolate melts instantly and I swirl it around to get the full effect of the flavour. So good. I crumple up the note that was attached and jam it into my pocket. I "briskly walk" to my religion class, grab my back row seat and open my note book to a blank sheet of paper. The slide presentation is about to start and I glance to see the first word (my aim is to get a head start on writing, that way I am not struggling at the end of class).Providence. My heart starts thumping again, I try to ignore it but the feeling doesn't go away. This is completely ridiculous and not welcome at all, I wish it would go away. My eyes dart to the clock....forty-five more minutes, I can make it. Through many dangers, toils and snares, I have already come. ACK! The song, it wont go away.....trancendence of God....imminence of God...God allows all things to happen for a reason...some people have views that are twisted.....and I will wrap up the lecture on providence next class... Page 23, I need to hurry...we've no less days to sing His praise...