::Fall Break::

Whoo 3 days of weekend!

Boo!!! 3 days of homework!

Pain and Misery

This is a song that I've been working on for 2 months and a week.  Ok, that's a lie.  2 months and a week ago, I started working on it for about 2 days.  Then I hit a brick wall.  Actually, more like a solid stone wall.  That's backed by 2 miles of more stone.  I took it to Alex (my church's worship minister), Missy, and Jeanette "the word-"Smith (ahh pun!), and was offered a few biblical passages to think about.  These helped a little bit, in that they gave me a lot of confidence in what I had written as well as allowing me to see even more meaning in what I had written, but didn't offer me much for the necessity of adding a conclusion.  Then tonight it was like... BAM.  Someone took some dynamite or someat and blew out all of the rocks in my way and I was like... oh.  duh!

So... here goes.  It's in a Latin feel that's pretty happenin', and yeah.  People who have heard the partial song seem to have enjoyed...  Please feel free to offer up any constructive criticisms or what-have-yous.

here i come i run to You, but

still it feels i've got so far to go

my soul grows weary but i dare not 

rest lest i'm laid low

by the pain and misery that threaten

to overtake me so now i

pray You take my grief and that You'd

deliver me relief

*i give You all my life Lord

all my strengths, my faults, oh

would You shape my life, God

so that i may exalt You

in the works i do, Lord

in the thoughts that i think

in the words i say, oh

that i would not shrink*

here i come i run to You, but 

still it feels i've got so far to go 

yet as i put my faith in You the

distance starts to close

still the pain and misery they threaten 

to overtake me but now i

know You are with me and that You 

will take up my grief as Your own

i don't know how to thank You for all that

You have done for me so here i

dedicate my life my all

for You alone i breathe

*Chorus*

[this part is half the speed as the rest of the song, and done in a less frenzied style so as to indicate a change in point-of-view...]

come to Me, i've come for you

I know it seems you've got so far to go

I'm with you even as you come

and I want you to know

that the pain and misery I've overcome 

so I could be with you I've

taken up your grief so you might

live eternally in My home

I've loved you all your life and well before

but I won't force your choice no, but

if you want My offer then

ask and you'll receive

[the last word is sustained as the next part begins underneath it at the original tempo]

(here i come i run to You, i

hear Your Word i trust Your Light, i'll

follow You until the end when

my life is exposed

when the pain and misery that once had

overtaken me have become

part of a world gone of which)

i have been set free

*Chorus*

from You

::Podcast::

Today I discovered the wonders of podcasts.  I now have all of my churches (and our Purdue sister churches) sermons that are online, which appears to be the last year for BSU, and since the beginning of this term for PU.  AND (as if that wasn't sweet enough) the BSU podcasts also have most of the SHS recordings from last year!  Just not Nathan Angelo and Sean McConnell.  Which is unfortunate, because those were definitely at the top of my list of favorite SHSs, with Nathan Angelo easily clinching the pinnacle of awesomeness...

Stone House Stage tonight (last night?)!

This month was Micah Dalton.  It was... ok.  He wasn't bad, by any means, but his music was more background music than listening music.  Lyrically, it was nothing special.  The guitar part was good (nothing special).  His vocal part was a little too country-ey for my tastes, but still good.  Overall, though... I really wish I had gone home with Missy.  

I miss all of my friends from home, but most especially everyone from PfNG.  I've been praying that this weekend's retreat would all go smoothly, but I'm extremely sad that I'm not there with them.   Part of this is very much selfish... being with the group reminds me very much of the love and support that I've received and will continue to receive.  It was there that I found a deeper relationship with my Creator.  It was there that I grew closer to my best earthly friend.  It was there that I was encouraged to seek help for my problems rather than bottling everything up and avoiding issues.  It was there that I met and began pursuing the most amazing woman I've ever met.  

Being away from that love is excruciating!  I love all of my friends here at school, and very many of them are extremely supportive of all of my endeavors.  But they feel more like friends than family.  Not at all the way I feel at the Pfister's.  This is odd, seeing as I spend much more time with my group of friends here than I was able to with everyone at PfNG, but it's still very true.  

But... even now as I'm feeling separated from that love, I'm reminded that I'm never away from it.  It's about 3 o'clock in the morning, but I suddenly feel wide awake with excitement as ideas are suddenly popping up for a song that's been in the works for over 2 months.  We'll see if it manages to make it up here by the end of today...

::LIVE::

Hey!  I have a blog!  Whaddya know?!  Well, since I'm here...

It's super hot.  Like.  Super.  93 degrees.  In October.  Now, I was fortunate enough to get into the new dorm, which has individual air condition units for each room.  However, I was unfortunate enough to be roommated with a guy who likes to be hot.  So... he turns off the AC.  All the time.  Then opens the windows.  In 93 degree heat.  

Short sentences are fun.

Also, Physics.  I enjoy Physics.  It's kind of my minor.  But right now, I'm hating my Physics class and professor.  We have this online quiz thing that we have to do for each unit, and I have.  But, for some reason, it's saying that I haven't.  I've tried contacting my professor, but he isn't responding...  

K, done being whiny.

I led worship at church yesterday.  Something I haven't done in over a year.  It was... umm... not enjoyable, I guess.  Not for me anyway.  But it wasn't a disaster.  It went well.  And now I have some ideas of things I can change to do things better next time.  Which is next Sunday, apparently.  So yeah... Fun stuff.

::Instilling a Sense of Purpose::

My blog has sent me numerous e-mails over the last 24 hours...

"Why do you hate me?"
"My life is meaningless."
"You must not love me anymore."
"Maybe I should just delete myself"

So, in an attempt to alleviate my blogs ills and eliminate its emo-nicity, I am giving it a purpose to life...

Oh Blog! Thou art henceforth given authority to goeth out into the interweb and displayeth stories, rants, and other miscellaneous stuff. And behold! If thine post art of the rant, then thine title shalt have two colons on either side of thine title. But if thou art story, thine title shalt have no colons. None fore story, two on either side fore other.

Wilkommen

Welcome to my new blog that I created as a way of... doing something? I don't know, it seemed like the right thing to do. Maybe it's the heat of the laundry room going to my head... Or perhaps... I don't know. Hey! What's going on here?