Monday, December 19, 2005

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sing hallelujah by dmack

There is one exam left tomorrow morning and I will have another semester done. In a day and half I will be in Ontario, visiting my family, and enjoying a break from work and homework. All in all, the semester has ended well, I somehow found an adequate amount of time to hang out with friends and just slack off in general. I've been some great movies, watched some hilarious shows, but also have been reading some thought provoking books and have been chillaxing in coffee shops listening to friends bands and having great conversations. And although there are good things right at hand, there is even more good things coming.
Next semester holds some things I'm looking foward to, there are already plans of fun days ahead, such as a visit from my old roommate; and there is the added bonus of finally owning my own vehicle.
Another eventful semester has passed, I think I've more than made it through. God has been faithful, though it is through much more than the things I've mentioned above. They are things to be thankful for, and cherished, but God has been faithful regardless of those things.

Saturday, December 10, 2005

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my ending by splucy

the soap opera that is my life

I really don't think my life is all that interesting.
But I could be wrong.
Years ago it was noted that my life, or at least the circumstances around it, resembled a soap opera. So, in jest, I wrote one called port caron.
Since then, besides the interesting situations that seem to befall me, I've noted an amazing amount of people who tell me what they think my life is about, tell me what to think of things that have or are happening to me, and try to live vicariously through me. While I completely respect listening to others, to see life through their eyes and getting an outside opinion, sometimes their version of my life sounds only vaguely familiar.
I've mostly learned to laugh about it and joke around, people are going to talk whether or not I care, and there's always going to be someone who thinks they're helping you by trying to point in the direction that looks best to them. But every once in awhile, I wonder if there's something I'm doing or have done to incur this, or that maybe I take it too lightly, or maybe I let it affect me too much. In which case I don't think I'm smart enough to figure that mystery out. And if it's because of my personality, then there's not a whole lot I can do about that.
It doesn't worry me, so much as cause me to wonder, which is something people seem to get confused, but that's a post for a different day.

Thursday, December 01, 2005

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spiritual lessons through this physical veneer

This is probably a theme that is becoming redundant for those of you who have been reading my posts over the past few months. I can imagine how some may begin to see me as too much of a mystic, always seeing something in the nonsense of life. In my defense I will say that there is much of life that doesn't make sense, that doesn't seem planned or purposeful, although good things can come of it, useful things can be learned from it. Our diverse society has brought together wide variety of thought and beliefs where many of us range from those heightened senses of the mystics to the leary logics of the cynics. In any case we should come to terms with the fact that life on this earth does hold suffering and misfortune, but be aware that things aren't always as they seem.
I don't think I'm being to cocky to say that I have been in the past a resillient person; been able to get back up when life has knocked me down. I may, as it seems to some, think things over too much, and it's true I like to give life a good mulling. God's been here to lead me on through whatever this world brings, but through these past months something struck deep down in me and I wondered many times at what's holding me back. God's always been there to direct my steps, and I couldn't understand why I felt like I was standing in limbo. Realization is a process, I'm sure we all know this, andI came to the conclusion early on that there was a few things I needed to realize. At the end of the summer I asked God a question, I made a request. I wanted to understand something and couldn't find an answer that sufficed. And He has been giving me His response. Sometimes the face value of what happens is all that exists, but have you ever faced a situation where it has become more about what lies beneath than the actual situation itself? We're physical beings, so it makes sense that one of the most peircing ways for God to get something across to us is through the medium we exist in. (although it is only one; I wonder what it would be like to experince supernatural messages like Julian of Norwich, who saw 16 visions while being deathly ill...)