a prayer

I just started grad school at Trinity last Thursday night. Since then, I have been working nonstop on my hw/projects/papers. And I haven't even started working yet. I start nannying on Monday (2 days a week) and I'll be getting a call here and there to be a sub either in Dist. 21 or the other private schools I'm working for.

So my mom asked the lingering question I've been avoiding asking myself:

"How are you going to do grad school and work at the same time?"

My response: "God help me."

And then I was thinking...YES! GOD HELP ME!

So here is my fast but earnest prayer and I hope you pray it if you happen to read this...

Dear Jesus,

I feel overwhelmed and exhausted and it's only been a week. You are my Creator and my Provider and the Savior of the world! Nothing is impossible for you. Please give me diligence to use my time wisely and strength to complete what needs to be done. Give me restful sleep and energy during the day. And above all, be glorified.

In Your name, Jesus,

Amen.

new new new

New starts:

-Grad school. Grad school!!!??! I started last night. It's a lot of work, but I'm up for it. I'm excited about getting to know everyone in my cohort. 13 people, going through all of this together!

-Nannying job. My middle school jazz band director's 4-year-old twins!!! They are adorable and different and smart. I'm going to be teaching them piano and some spanish. I'M PUMPED!

-I'm on the sub list for the school district as well as 2 other Christian schools.

Well now I'm going to go do homework.

cottage cheese?

A few things on my mind:

I used to hate HATE cottage cheese. The texture just grossed me out. Now I love it with some juicy peaches. Yummmmmmmouthwateringmmmmmm. That's it though...I don't think I would like it any other way.

You know what some INTENSE movies are?

-Doubt

-Brothers

-Inception

Notice, they are all one-word titles. HMMMM.

But here are some one-word titled movies that are not as intense:

-Hook

-Clueless

-Antz

Here's a sign that I've been playing with my silly putty too much:

-I got out of the shower and saw a piece of silly putty in my belly button.

dreams and things

Well, grampa is home again. Grandma is taking care of him as well as she can. He's doing a lot better than she is, though. She's kind of up and down. She's just not herself. I keep praying for her restoration.

So after seeing Inception (twice), I started a dream journal. For the past few years of my life, I feel like I haven't been remembering any of my dreams. So I decided to be intentional about it. The last two mornings I have successfully recorded whatever I remembered dreaming. Here is what I have so far:

7/29/10

-walk into a house,party, a guy from -edited for privacy haha- is there, alone, sketchy looking

kent,Kenny, playing game involving lowering your pants and sitting on the ground.

I realize my pants are falling off so I join in their game. Kent is so happy to see me—(he cries?)

I would just like to comment on this dream---it was not weird at all that we were playing the no pants game. it was really normal.

7/30/10

-teaching at a school

-had to take a wooden raft/boat to get to the gym

-one of my students said, “I could tell we were both different. I knew we would get along.”

*there was way way more to this dream, but these are specifics that I could recall.

Yesterday I saw a hitchhiker. Wearing a hippie-looking jacket. With long hair. In Wheaton, IL.

It was awesome.

pray

My grampa was able to go home on Sunday, but my grandma has barely been able to take care of him because of how severely depressed she is.

So I just woke up a few minutes ago and my mom called and said to pray because grampa was being taken to the hospital. All I know is that someone had to call 911 from my grandparents' house in Elgin, and my mom called me on her way to whatever hospital is around there.

Anyways, my point is, please join me in prayer!

God is good.

YES!

I just want to give a quick update about my grampa: He's doing so much better!

When I last posted, he was feeling very nauseous and throwing up--which, we found out, was because his stomach was "off." When they took out his spleen, they had to take out his stomach as well (and put it back in, of course), which put his stomach in shock and it turned off.

So then they put a tube up his nose, and down his throat, into his stomach to suck up all the stuff sitting in there making him nauseous. That tube would have to stay there until his stomach decided to turn back on.

We were praying for a miracle: a bowel movement. Yes, that's right. Well, after walking 2 laps around the 6th floor, he decided to take a trip to the bathroom. After about 5 minutes, we heard, "Good news in here!" coming from the bathroom.

HE POOPED! My grandma actually jumped up and started doing a jig. We were yelling and dancing. THANK GOD HE POOPED!

So yesterday he got the tube taken out and is feeling so much better now that his stomach works.

Thank you for your prayers! God is good, no matter what.

pray

Whoever reads this post, please pray for my grampa. It's day 4 after his splenectomy and he's not doing well. He's out of the ICU, but is feeling very sick and weak--he threw up, but the reason is not clear. My grandma is struggling with depression and anxiety attacks and has been staying at our house. Please pray for healing and strength.