Well, the end of the school year is nigh and the homework is piled high. But it is my fault. I have put off my Cost Accounting homework until I have…..well……a lot to do. I know that I need to do it but I really don’t have any motivation to. I really like my professor. He is a great guy. I just don’t like his class all that much. Oh well, all that to say that I have a lot of homework to get done before the end of the semester. I pray that God would give me the motivation to do it to His glory.
On another topic, well, another school topic, I saw the light at the end of my school tunnel vanish yesterday. I was registering for classes and I had it all figured out. I would have two classes this summer, five classes in the fall and five more in the spring and I would be done!! I would finally graduate and have the rest of my life to figure out and struggle through. But no. It would not happen this way. The big, bad HSU computer saw fit to end my hope by telling me that two of the classes I needed were already full, effectively squashing my dreams. But I won’t despair yet. I think that since these classes are really all I need to graduate, my advisor will find a way to get me into them. They wouldn’t keep me an extra semester over two PE classes would they? They might, but not without a fight.
Ok. Off the school subject now. I had an interesting revelation the other night. I was playing poker with some friends. I hadn’t won a hand all night so I found myself thinking about praying that God would give me a “hand”(pardon the pun). And as I sat there I found that I just couldn’t bring myself to pray that. I have had some issues with playing with these guys before in that their conversation is not at all pleasing to the Lord. I do not participate in the conversation with the hopes that my non-participation will be a testimony to them, and I don’t doubt that God can and does use things like that. When I first started going, I really felt that God wanted me there for just that reason and I don’t doubt that feeling. But I feel I lost that focus and so God wants me out of the situation now. My being there became more about the than about the game than the one who sent me to it as His ambassador. I realized this when I, all of a sudden, could not pray a blessing over the game . All that to say, that if I am in a situation where I don’t feel that I can pray that God would bless me in it, maybe I shouldn’t be in that situation anyway. This is not to say that I won’t go back. I believe that at the right time when my focus is firmly back on Him and He feels the time is right for me to be a witness for Him there, I will go. If that doesn’t happen, I won’t go back. I am just glad I realized this before I got dragged down into sin by the very people I was being a witness to.
Well, I think I have rambled enough. Until next time.
Brian
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