The semester in a few words...
So, I haven't used pleonast in a long time, and my blog has been sabotaged as a result of my negelect, but this is really a post by me, Dan Lankford.
This semester has not been what I expected. I have developed three great new loves in particular and grown in a couple of ones that I've always had. I've come to extrememly dislike, and even hate some things that were once not a big deal, and I've gotten used to, or calloused to some stuff. Nothing on this blog is in any specific order, I just wanted to type for a while. I'm restless and slightly distressed tonight.
I've grown to really love to sing. Most of you are thinking, "thanks moron, we knew", but this year has been a different kind of singing. A more meaningful, powerful, emotional, intellectual, and buildable type of singing that has a completely different sound and feel to it than anything I've ever known. It's been amazing. I'm enjoying performing classical artwork type of music more than I'm enjoying the country and pop type of stuff I do in FRIENDS (which I still love). I'm learning, and I love it.
I've grown to really love the word of God. I will freely admit that I do NOT spend NEARLY enough time in it, but I love it. Presenting the Word to a group of people is one of my greatest joys. It's terribly hard to explain how deeply affected a person is by the word when they are teaching it to someone else. It has SOOOOOOO much information in it and is so powerful simply because of the nature of its Writer that you can't help but be excited to see it go out and then see it go in to someone's heart and change them. I've seen it happen only a few times now, but those have been some of my favorite moments in life. One of the saddest moments in my entire life was watching someone who wouldn't get it and was too hard in their heart to let God talk to them. I don't think I'll ever forget the look on his face when he walked out of the building that day or how sad and scared I was when I watched him cross the parking lot to walk up the street. "The Word of God is living and active and sharper than any two-edged sword."
I've started to become calloused to school. I love learning, but I have a really hard time motivating myself to do the work that's essential to achieving the knowledge I want. I'm passing everything and doing fairly well overall, but I tend to be really lazy with things of that nature, and that laziness has filtered into other aspects of my life. It has become the number one avenue of temptation that Satan uses to get me, and so I have to be on my guard against it at ALL times. Thankfully, I have someone trying very hard to help me with that, and she's doing a good job and I thank God SO MUCH for her and her help all the time when I pray. (Thank you for staying so strong through everything and for reminding me what's really important and worth it. I love you.) ...and nobody make anything more of that than what it says :)
I've started to find... not more oppurtunities to pray as much as more reasons to pray. I've had more people and issues that I felt the need to pray for and more things to be thankful for all at the same time, and I have grown to love praying a whole lot too. I feel more compelled to talk to God at more times and about more things than I have in a long time, and it's rewarding.
"I'm tired of sin and straying, Lord. Now I'm coming home. The paths of sin too long I've trod. Lord, I'm coming home."
I want to go home tonight. I want to be with my family, and I want to rest. I want to work for my father and be his son that he loves really deeply again. And I want to see the ones who have made so many sacrifices for "a wretch like me."
I hope all of you who may read this find the double meanings and the emotion of the last paragraph, and I hope you yourselves are blessed by God at least as much as He has blessed me.
These are tonights late-night thoughts, and I hope they have been some encouragement to you. Even if they are never read, this has been helpful for me. Leave me some love, because you always do.
"Just one glimpse of Him in glory will the toils of life repay."
This semester has not been what I expected. I have developed three great new loves in particular and grown in a couple of ones that I've always had. I've come to extrememly dislike, and even hate some things that were once not a big deal, and I've gotten used to, or calloused to some stuff. Nothing on this blog is in any specific order, I just wanted to type for a while. I'm restless and slightly distressed tonight.
I've grown to really love to sing. Most of you are thinking, "thanks moron, we knew", but this year has been a different kind of singing. A more meaningful, powerful, emotional, intellectual, and buildable type of singing that has a completely different sound and feel to it than anything I've ever known. It's been amazing. I'm enjoying performing classical artwork type of music more than I'm enjoying the country and pop type of stuff I do in FRIENDS (which I still love). I'm learning, and I love it.
I've grown to really love the word of God. I will freely admit that I do NOT spend NEARLY enough time in it, but I love it. Presenting the Word to a group of people is one of my greatest joys. It's terribly hard to explain how deeply affected a person is by the word when they are teaching it to someone else. It has SOOOOOOO much information in it and is so powerful simply because of the nature of its Writer that you can't help but be excited to see it go out and then see it go in to someone's heart and change them. I've seen it happen only a few times now, but those have been some of my favorite moments in life. One of the saddest moments in my entire life was watching someone who wouldn't get it and was too hard in their heart to let God talk to them. I don't think I'll ever forget the look on his face when he walked out of the building that day or how sad and scared I was when I watched him cross the parking lot to walk up the street. "The Word of God is living and active and sharper than any two-edged sword."
I've started to become calloused to school. I love learning, but I have a really hard time motivating myself to do the work that's essential to achieving the knowledge I want. I'm passing everything and doing fairly well overall, but I tend to be really lazy with things of that nature, and that laziness has filtered into other aspects of my life. It has become the number one avenue of temptation that Satan uses to get me, and so I have to be on my guard against it at ALL times. Thankfully, I have someone trying very hard to help me with that, and she's doing a good job and I thank God SO MUCH for her and her help all the time when I pray. (Thank you for staying so strong through everything and for reminding me what's really important and worth it. I love you.) ...and nobody make anything more of that than what it says :)
I've started to find... not more oppurtunities to pray as much as more reasons to pray. I've had more people and issues that I felt the need to pray for and more things to be thankful for all at the same time, and I have grown to love praying a whole lot too. I feel more compelled to talk to God at more times and about more things than I have in a long time, and it's rewarding.
"I'm tired of sin and straying, Lord. Now I'm coming home. The paths of sin too long I've trod. Lord, I'm coming home."
I want to go home tonight. I want to be with my family, and I want to rest. I want to work for my father and be his son that he loves really deeply again. And I want to see the ones who have made so many sacrifices for "a wretch like me."
I hope all of you who may read this find the double meanings and the emotion of the last paragraph, and I hope you yourselves are blessed by God at least as much as He has blessed me.
These are tonights late-night thoughts, and I hope they have been some encouragement to you. Even if they are never read, this has been helpful for me. Leave me some love, because you always do.
"Just one glimpse of Him in glory will the toils of life repay."

(Did you catch that? I have not once said 'Good thoughts'.)
You help me love Him more.
I can offer no higher praise.
May He bless your break!
Philippians 1:6!
It's Brittany.:)