Clinging to The Rock

In the midst of life we sometimes find ourselves standing silently, alone, as the river of humanity rushes by on all sides- experiencing a moment of profound stillness. In that brief piece of quiet thoughts are clear, sharp, and well articulated. Facts are cold, plain, and un-muddled by the daily stream of life. We sit on the rock of stillness, wet and dripping, and watch the river rush past, and we see the direction we must follow. As soon as we slip off of our rock back into the river, the clarity will be gone. Life will be rushing over us and around us once again, and we will no longer remember what we determined in that still moment on the rock above the flow. If we hold to our conviction tightly, perhaps we will retain some memory of that time of peace; perhaps we will remember our direction.

"Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be terrified; do not be discouraged, for the Lord your God will be with you wherever you go."
-Joshua 1:9

More Than

Well, I've done with my Theology midterm examination, and I have a pile of Cicero to read for Rhetoric in the morning- that's not to mention I've not touched my Latin or History for tomorrow yet (due to said midterm). That's one midterm down, four left to conquer. Ah well. As my good friend Nathan would say, "Such is life."

"Because of the Lord's great love we are not consumed, for his compassions never fail. They are new every morning. Great is Your faithfulness!"
-Lamentations 3:22-23

It Begins

"Lift your eyes and look to the heavens: who created all of these? He who brings out the starry host one by one, and calls them each by name. Because of his great power and mighty strength, not one of them is missing." Isaiah 40:26

Thus begins my log.