I miss how productive I was in high school… I don’t get where all that discipline went!! It’s so hard for me to do work now… what the heck. I’m sad. I thought second semester was going to be better, but it’s not. D: I think I’m having too much fun. :( I guess since I lacked a social life in high school, I was able to do a lot of work. SIGH. In the future, I’m going to remember the fun times I had with people, not dumb essays and midterms… I’m legit getting concerned about my grades now, but I can’t seem to stop derping around. OKAY, I NEED TO GET SERIOUS ABOUT SCHOOL. waaaaah!! D:
nobody ever knows what MUSA is -_-. MUSA = Mathematicians Undergoing Secret Assignments, not Mathematics Undergraduate Student Association… that’s obvi a coverup. MUSA is this secret math society where math undergrads gather to conspire against all other majors. we plot the demise of haas, boalt,…
“It costs something to be a true Christian. Let that never be forgotten. To be a mere nominal Christian, and go to church, is cheap and easy work. But to hear Christ’s voice, follow Christ, believe in Christ, and confess Christ, requires much self-denial. It will cost us our sins, our self-righteousness, our ease, and our worldliness. All must be given up. We must fight an enemy who comes against us with thousands of followers. Our Lord Jesus Christ would have us thoroughly understand this. He bids us count the cost.”—
Lord, I understand that it wasn’t because of anything that I’ve done, but rather by Your truly amazing grace. As I desire to be with You, You desire to be with me so much more. So much that You would freely give to me so that we may grow in intimacy. Wow, You love me. I thank You for every season, for every trial because I know You are refining me through it all. I thank You for being so faithful to me and being a God of promises. I thank You that You answer my prayers all in Your good and perfect timing. Wow, praise the Lord. You are so so good. I will press on and seek You, God. I desire to fall deeper in love with You, to know You more intimately. I long to look on the face of the One that I love, long to stay in Your presence, it’s where I belong.
mmm… taste and see that the Lord is good. Thank You, Abba. Thank You. I love you.
I never thought I‘d make it. But I did. And it was amazing. My parents threw the birthday party of the century, and I had more people than I could count. The whole day had been awesome. But as I watched the sun begin to set, I knew the best part was soon to come.
wow. I’m going to do this if I have a daughter one day. :)