Yesterday, I was informed that one of my closest friends and the mother of my godchildren had a miscarriage. Ever since then, Sarah McLachlan's song "In the Arms of the Angels" has been stuck in my head. I know that Andrew/Rebekah is in God's hands now and it wasn't his/her time. Everything happens for a reason and God knows best.
It's funny how the weather can sometimes teach the most important lessons. For example, here in Wales, the weather is always weird. This morning, it was raining whilst partly cloudy and sunny. Do you know what that says to me? When the rain is pouring down and dark times are upon us, God is always there. The SON still shines though the clouds may hide him, or as in the case of this morning, partially hide him.
To punish myself for not enough of a productive day yesterday and the day before, I'm missing church this morning. I will download the sermon when it's posted online of course, but I'm working this morning, afternoon, and evening. I do want to hear tonight's sermon. It's called "Taking the Plunge." Should be interesting.
When the dissertation is complete here's what I have to look forward to: practising for my recital, my recital, working on Annie's afghan, crabbing, climbing Snowdon in the dark, spending quality time with good friends, reading Hemingway and Albom, starting Ph.D. research, watching movies on the big screen, attempting to make peanut butter cookies, and writing Christmas stories for Butterbean, Peanut, Nemo, and Trini.
About Moi
- Bo
- United Kingdom
- Budding scholar, voice student, horn student, piano princess, swim buff, choir nerd, practice fiend, exchange student, former cathedral chorister, Dean's chorister, young diva
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