Hymn

1. God Moves In A Mysterious Way
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3. God moves in a mysterious way
   His wonders to perform;
   He plants His footsteps in the sea
   And rides upon the storm.
4. Deep in unfathomable mines
   Of never failing skill
   He treasures up His bright designs
   And works His sov’reign will.
5. Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take;
   The clouds ye so much dread
   Are big with mercy and shall break
   In blessings on your head.
6. Judge not the Lord by feeble sense,
   But trust Him for His grace;
   Behind a frowning providence
   He hides a smiling face.
7. His purposes will ripen fast,
   Unfolding every hour;
   The bud may have a bitter taste,
   But sweet will be the flow’r.
8. Blind unbelief is sure to err
   And scan His work in vain;
   God is His own interpreter,
   And He will make it plain.

Food For Thought

...I just love Regina Spektor.

Her music is truly beautiful, moving,

even haunting at some times. This

song has been on my mind for some

time now. It reminds me of so much.

I hope that you enjoy it as much as I do.

100th Post!

Happy "100 posts" day!

My little blog... you are so good to me.

Procrastination

I don't really want to write my paper, due Wednesday.

However, I want to go to grad school and pass my classes.

So... I should probably get to work.

I just don't wanna!

Music Music

I've been blessed with a row of good days all in a row.

The Lord has been so kind and I am so grateful. This

quarter is infinitely more manageable and happier than

last. I'm in such a better "place". I know that sounds

really cliché, but it's totally true. Anyway, I thought I'd

just post some happy music. It make me smile and

hopefully will do the same for you!

Joy

There are times where I need to stop and preach the gospel to myself.

There are times where life is hard and I don't know what is happening.

There are times when I just want to give up - on everything.

There are days that I want to stay in bed and forget all of the world.

There are moments where I feel like screaming at the top of my lungs.

There are hours where I feel like I'm living underwater.

There are so many things that are overwhelming me.

But then, I stop.

I breathe.

I remember who I really am and how great of a savior God has been.

You see, I'm learning to have joy in hard times.

I'm not talking emotional "happy happy" kind of joy.

I'm talking about joy in the gospel.

That is real joy.

That is what remains when everything else is stripped away.

And, as painful as it is, I'm thankful.

I'm thankful because Christ has made pardon for me at the cross.

He rose again on the 3rd day to break the curse of death.

He intercedes for me continuously before the Father.

I have been given mercy and lovingkindness far surpassing anything that I could ever hope, dream, or comprehend.

These are the thoughts that need to saturate and calm my worried mind.

Psalm 73:28

"But as for me, the nearness of God is my good;

I have made the Lord God my refuge,

that I may tell of all your works."

Evening Tunes

I like/dislike these quiet quiet days.

I just can't ignore the simple beauty of

The Swell Season. They're worth an

introspective listen. Enjoy.