Friday, January 27, 2012
They showed this video in our Anatomy class the other day - white blood cell chasing down bacteria in our blood. I almost cried. I'm a nerd, but really, it's amazing that our bodies are made this way.
Monday, January 23, 2012
Saturday, January 21, 2012
16 For in him all things were created: things in heaven and on earth, visible and invisible, whether thrones or powers or rulers or authorities; all things have been created through him and for him. 17 He is before all things, and in him all things hold together.
I can always use a little help remembering that I don't need to strive to hold everything together because God created it, planned it, and is gonna work it all out.
Monday, January 16, 2012
One thing I'm uncomfortable with about higher education is its complete removal of anything smacking of Christianity...so much so that the system has become almost a pagan religion of its own. Yesterday, for example, I was reading my theater book, and the authors were describing what makes something art. They said that nature is often misunderstood as art, but that art isn't art if it just happened by chance. It has to have a creator. If one were to paint a picture of a sunset, well then THAT is art, but the actual sunset isn't. Get.Out.Of Town!!
Removing Him from the picture doesn't make nature and science any more exciting...or Creation any more explainable.
Saturday, January 14, 2012
Friday, January 13, 2012
There is no way to peace along the way of safety. For peace must be dared. It is the great venture. It can never be safe. Peace is the opposite of security. To demand guarantees is to mistrust, and this mistrust in turn brings forth war. To look for guarantees is to want to protect oneself. Peace means to give oneself altogether to the law of God, wanting no security, but in faith and obedience laying the destiny of the nations in the hand of Almighty God, not trying to direct it for selfish purposes. Battles are won, not with weapons, but with God. They are won when the way leads to the cross. - Dietrich Bonhoeffer
Thursday, January 12, 2012
Wednesday, January 11, 2012
I joined the Chattanooga State Concert choir today. I always took choir in high school and was in the Oratorio Chorus at Palm Beach Atlantic University when I went to school there. Somehow I ended up with a schedule that permitted me to join the Chatt State choir and I couldn't be more excited! Weird for a nursing student to be taking choir and theater I suppose? My schedule looks like this.
Microbiology w/ Lab
Anatomy and Physiology II w/ Lab
Introduction to Theater
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
Friday, January 6, 2012
Thank God we can read. Literacy is a wonderful thing, because what else would we do on ramen noodle days....days when there are zero funds to go do anything? When all else fails we sit in the living room, Lydia in her book world and me in mine. Daisy of course just sits and begs for popcorn because the dog knows only one world, and it smells like pigskins and it's trees are made of beef jerky.
Thursday, January 5, 2012
Lydia was born at Doctor's Hospital in Sarasota, Florida. She is a Florida girl to the core. The first time I took her to Illinois the temps were in the teens. I remember walking into a restaurant and looking over to see that she wasn't even wearing a coat. It was like she didn't even know how to use one. Almost every morning I have to remind her to put a coat on before we leave for school, and even then she takes it off before we get there. Don't even get me started on shoes. She's never been one for them either. Who wears shoes when you live two miles from the beach? Consequently we stopped at Sonic over New Year's and as we sat shivering on the patio, a gentleman asked Lydia why she wasn't wearing any shoes. She laughed it off and asked who needs shoes? I wouldn't be at all surprised if Lydia ends up back in the Sunshine State when she's off on her own, despite the crime and angry old retirees.
Tuesday, January 3, 2012
When you're walking into the convenience store, and the man ahead of you doesn't see you and doesn't hold the door. Then at the last second, after he's inside, he sees you and doubles back quickly to open the door and then apologizes that he didn't see you. That's happened to you if you're a woman I'm sure. I love it. I want to hug the man and his mom for raising him right.