Wednesday, August 31, 2005
This post however, concerns ANOTHER class which is Biochemistry. Yes, my last pre - med class I will have to take :) It's cool. Way cool. Because so far it's review of General Chemistry and Organic Chemistry which makes it easier. And because I see God's hand everywhere. There is this other post I had on my other blog about how the molecules cry out that there is a Creator even though some people that study them say that there is no God. Anyway, a few days ago, I was reading my Biochem book and I started singing to God:
You are the only one I need
I bow all of me at your feet
I worship You alone
You have given me all that
I could ever have wanted
and I want to give You
my heart and my soul
You alone are Father and
You alone are good and
You alone are Savior and
You alone are God
It's like the molecules on the page were singing out to God because - well they reflected Him and then the Spirit inside of me stirred and I started singing :) It's like the song Beautiful One:
Beautiful One I love you
Beautiful One, I adore
Beautiful One, my soul must sing
Anyway, I thought that was kinda cool. :)
Tuesday, August 23, 2005
Ok ok,,, so I have that first post going and I totally forgot how to blog it
from e - mail, but I think I got it :) Which is good because when I'm at work
- my computer lab op job, I can just blog from this. Yeah! So it kinda makes
me look like I'm doing legit work hee hee!
Well, school's been fun. Biochem's been fun too. And in HD332 us Christians
get an opportunity to sorta - kinda - consicely share the gospel with our
instructor! Which is cool...
Friday, August 19, 2005
This a test... of the awesomely kwl - post via. e - mail system thingie....
Advantages of post via e - mail
1. anytime posting
2. it's cool
3. It makes you seem all high - techy
4. And when you're checking your e - mail and you think, "Whoa! I should
BLOG!" you can just... blog!
5. And it's just neato.
Ok, well, what should I write about for the 1st post? It's taken a looong time to get the dorm in tip - top ... uh, I mean, habitable conditions. Roomie doesn't mind (thank you roomie!) but, I can't sleep on 1/2 of my bed due to a buncha stuff being on it. Oh well. I'm 5ft tall, I'm squishable. I think it's taken a long time because I've been in a daze for like 3 days. Because of everything with Grandpa :( Whoa... it's been like 2 weeks - WEEKS, not days like I almost wrote - it's like my Ft. Collins life from July 31 and back happened to someone else, not me. Like a different me came back to Ft. Collins and the old one went - somewhere and still has the old Ft. Collins memories. Well, that's not exactly true because I remember some of what happened this summer, but in a very distant way.
Ok, well, yeah. I'm going to bed now.
Tuesday, August 09, 2005
This Sunday (8/7/05) Peter Jennings died of lung cancer. Last week (8/1/05) my grandpa died of pneumonia. On December 22, 2004 my uncle RG died of lung cancer.
Peter Jennings admitted his cancer was caused by cancer. He found out in April. I thought of two people: my uncle and this other person who had lost a parent to a smoking related illness. Peter Jennings died at age 67. This other person's parent died at age 67.
When Peter Jennings died, I thought of my uncle. The fresh grief I had about Pa was there, but the grief I had for my uncle suddenly became fresh as well. But I also thought of that other person - that someone I knew who lost his parent. I wondered how he was doing. I wanted to be with him wherever he was and talk to him to see if he was doing ok. I maybe also wished that we could talk so I could tell him that my grief was re - opened on top of this new wound.
Maybe because my grief was re - opened, I thought his would be as well. If so, maybe being together talking it out would help us both re - close it. Maybe just being around this person would help me with my new grief.
With that said, I e - mailed him to tell him that I was thinking of him and shared what I was thinking about Peter Jenning's death. I just told him it made me think of my uncle and that it should pound into people's heads that smoking will kill them. Do I wish for a reply? Yeah. Do I think I'll get a reply? Maybe. Do I think it may help? Dunno. Do I want it to? Yeah. Do I think it helped him? I don't know - I hope so. I really hope so. Do I want him to help me? No - Yes - Maybe... honestly maybe... honestly I don't know. It depends on the day.