beautiful disaster

Jac's feeling strangely light today.

Maybe it's because she just had ballet class
and even though her ballet exam's in two days' time
and she can't really developpe that well
it was just fun dancing
and feeling like someone different.

Maybe it's because she just got her PC test back
on Plath's 'Tulips'
and did much better than expected
(A- :)).

Maybe it's because today was different.
Even though she still feels a bit lost
in the midst of all those French Revolution books
and isn't sure if she'll be able to write a good essay on the counter-revolution,
she knows it doesn't really matter
(and besides, Miles told us not to expect a good mark),
and God is in this with her.

Maybe it's because today she decided to do her own thing
and was a bit antisocial
and didn't really try to fit in
but she enjoyed being alone and not having to follow anyone
and just trusting that friends will come in their own time.
(She was a bit sleepy so she didn't make much effort anyway.)

Maybe it's because she read some happy blogs
written by people who feel happy
and do happy things.
They make her feel happy.

Or maybe it's because she started the day right
and spent time in God's presence before everything came,
resting in the assurance that He knew everything
before it happened.

So caught up in everything
that the annoying clock that distracts her in the quiet
was completely forgotten after she threw it in the wardrobe
and discovered later in the afternoon.

jac was here with you 3/21/2005 08:13:00 pm

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My Destiny
Psalm 46 (NASB)
God is our refuge and strength,
A very present help in trouble.
Therefore we will not fear, though the earth should change
And though the mountains slip into the heart of the sea;
Though its waters roar and foam,
Though the mountains quake at its swelling pride.

There is river whose streams make glad the city of God,
The holy dwelling places of the Most High.
God is in the midst of her, she will not be moved;
God will help her when morning dawns.
The nations made an uproar, the kingdoms tottered;
He raised His voice, the earth melted.
The Lord of hosts is with us;
The God of Jacob is our stronghold.

Come, behold the works of the Lord,
Who has wrought desolations in the earth.
He makes wars to cease to the end of the earth;
He breaks the bow and cuts the spear in two;
He burns the chariots with fire.
"Cease striving and know that I am God;
I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth."
The Lord of hosts is with us;
The God of Jacob is our stronghold.