As I sit here working on my dissertation, the wind is blowing irregularly with a bit of cloud cover. I love working on overcast days, but I also love dancing in the rain. There's something special about working on large assignments whilst listening to the pitter-patter of raindrops against the window. But this is Wales. Five minutes later, sunshine and blue sky. Ten minutes later, rain again. Irregular weather patterns. Gotta love them.
On September 20, 2008, whilst on the train from Manchester International Airport to Bangor for the first time, I met a lady named Jacqueline on the train. She was quite plump, had blonde hair in a bob, and loved her some hot drinks. I remember chatting a bit with and when she got off at her stop in Colwyn Bay, she gave me this big (albeit unexpected) kiss on the cheek saying everything would work out okay. Two people have said this is probably an angel. I am now inclined to believe that. When faith sends you a rope, you grab it and hold on tight. Everything will work out alright - in reference to friendships, relationships, school, me, dissertation, finances, Ph.D. proposals and programs, etc.
F.R.O.G.
Fully Rely On God - a phrase many of us need reminding of. I am His and He will see me through.
That famous verse from Jeremiah - "For I have plans to prosper you and not harm you, plans for hope and a future." This is the verse that Mom and Dad recommended to me during my period of despair. Now as I sit here and hear the birds singing, I must have the faith that all of this will happen for me, that I will succeed with this Masters and Doctorate, that I will prosper in all walks of life. All I need is one seed of faith--one seed that yields a multitude of blossoms.
