46 Hours and counting

I shall continue my daily entry to my blog, albeit a short one.

So I've been up for...46 hours straight and counting now. Been up since waking up Tuesday morning at 8:30am. The past 46 hours consist of, working on essay, going to class, working on speech, going to library to work on essay, going home and sit in the living room to work on essay, blogged to procrastinate from working on essay, go back to the library to work on essay, go to class, come home and relaxed a bit, and work on essay again.
2 essays, 40 pages later, I am done...for the week. I am just planning to stay up until my 10am class, and just have a good night sleep tomorrow night. Since I'll be going home this weekend, I'll probably get a couple of hours sleep on the bus, so that should keep me alert until the evening.

Reflections

So here I am, spent 8 hours at the library today, and 3 hours in class, and what have I accomplished thus far? Nothing really. I got 20% done on an essay, when I was hoping to have it completely finished by now. I guess its going to be another long night...sweet.
I noticed lately that my blogs has gone from a long one every week or two, to a really short one every other day or so. I don't know whats better, but it feels like now I can just write whenever I have something on my mind.
All this time spent in the library today, so why did I only get so little done? Well, for some reason thoughts just started rushing into my head. I had really good talk with someone from CCF a few days ago about stretching yourself over too many ministries. This isn't what this blog is really about, but its more like what came up after that conversation. What happened after...there were a few people who were younger (this year frosh) who went to TC in the past. So they overheard me and this other guy talking about us serving at TC, and they said "How come I don't recognize you guys?". So I pulled up some pictures and they were still "I think I have an idea of who you are...". After they said that, I felt a sense of relieve, a sense of joy. Normally people would be like "ouch..." (or various forms of 1 liners with similiar meaning), but I was glad I wasn't recognized. In the end, the whole ministry, everyone serving, isn't, and shouldn't be there to glorify themselves, but everyone's focus should be on God. Don't get me wrong, I'm not accusing anyone, nor am I in the position to judge, I'm merely going through my own experience, where at various times, I felt my heart wasn't right. Through it all, I've found myself at various times relying on myself rather then relying through God's strength. I've found myself wanting to show off myself, rather then having people see more of God through me. In the end, I firmly believe there was a purpose in everything, it was a lesson that I learned, and a maturing process for myself to draw closer to Him. I'm no where close to where I need to be, but I believe that everything that happens have its purpose.
Ok...that was another 20 minutes "wasted"...so I should get back to work.

TTOW!

Urbana

This question has been coming up alot lately...well...not alot, but nevertheless, I will not be going to Urbana this year. Why? I just didn't feel God's calling for me to attend this conference. Been praying about it for awhile, even had some people pray for me, and I really wanted this decision to be made based on what God wants, not what I want. So there you have it, I'll be staying in T.Dot between Christmas and New Year!

Sunrise

I never fully appreciated how lovely sunrise is. Too bad this weather only allows me to admire from inside my room. I need to sleep more...

Word of Caution

For anyone that meets the following description, theres just a bit of advice for you: If you ask how someone is doing, for the purpose of digging up dirt with the intention of spreading it to others, plus do yourself and the person a favour and don't waste yoru time.