- Assume that because they talk funny, they’re stupid.
- Hang a horseshoe upside down on your wall. Not only is that stupid, it’s bad luck.
- Pretend to know (or care) more about basketball or football.
- Insult their mother.
I have this terrible dilemma that makes me hesitate to write in my blog: a lot of what I write, I write for friends in Chile as well as here in the States. A lot of them don’t speak English, so I’m hesitant to write at all.
Not really a good situation to be in, because I rather enjoy writing, as it helps me relieve stress. I’ve tried using simple free tools to translate, but short of hiring a translator, or simply translating and posting again, I don’t really have a solution. Anyone have an idea?
Maybe a separate blog?
In any event, life sure has been crazy! Things have finally calmed down, which means I have time to spare, meaning…
- I’ve started running again! Oh how I’ve missed that.
- Chris and I made shrimp tacos yesterday. So good!
- I’m finally getting a grip on my classes, and things make sense. Linear algebra has been a beast. Yesterday I finally understood linear maps, which led me to make this comparison in my head:
- …and I finally have my sense of humor back, as you can tell.
So it’s finally finals week. I’d like to take a moment to tell everyone DON’T PANIC.
But in all seriousness (or non-seriousness, as it be), take a moment to put things in perspective. Your life does not hinge on whether or not you pass a class. If the worst thing that ever happens in your life is having to repeat a class, you have a pretty durn awesome life.
Everything happens for a reason! Trust that. If you’re trying to do the best you know how, things will work out. Not maybe how you want, but always how they need to be. Don’t be afraid to fail. To take chances. To jump when you need to. and hold back when you need to as well. Trust that there’s a higher power driving things. Call it what you will.
And don’t stop believing!
I don’t ever talk about things like pet peeves much. In fact, I really try not to have pet peeves at all. But recently, I came to the conclusion that I do, in fact, have one pet peeve that drives me crazy, and that is people who are “nice guys” and “nice girls”.
So if you haven’t looked at it, you should totally check out my friend Staci’s blog. Especially if you’re in need of a good laugh. Or a random story that has absolutely nothing to do with anything. Except narwhals.
In recent news, I have recently stumbled upon the joy that is stumbleupon.com. Turns out that when you drop off the face of the planet for two years, you miss out on some cool stuff.
Life, in all its wondrous twists and turns, sometimes leaves us in places we’d never expected to arrive. Perhaps it’s a sudden illness, or a freak spider bite on your foot, a failed class, a lost job, or, perhaps, a lost loved one.
It’s full of joys and sadness.
Happiness and heartache.
Hell and heaven.
Gethsemane and Eden.
I’ve been giving a lot of thought this past week as to the purpose of life. If God is omniscient, and life is a test, it seems to me that there would be no real point on God testing us to see if we would be obedient. Fact is, He knows us perfectly.
God knows our flaws. He knows our strengths. He has placed each of us in situations perfectly tailored to equally test each and every one of us. From God’s perspective, there is no real need of a test, or even judgement if you think about it.
And yet both exist, sure as the sun rises.
The test isn’t so we can prove to God that we’re willing to be obedient. It’s to prove it to ourselves. A very famous Spanish saying translates roughly to, “Between word and deed there’s a big ditch.” Saying we’d do something is far different than actually doing it. It requires effort to cross the metaphorical ditch to doing.