Catching Up

Wow! Where has the time gone? The last time I posted was in April, and it is now October. So much has happened over the past several months. I've been extremely busy, which is the reason I haven't had any time to post on this blog. Hopefully, I can now be more faithful to it. 

Since I last posted, 

• I worked everyday of the summer as a full-time nanny for my two gorgeous nieces. 
• My best friend moved in with me. 
• I switched colleges and churches. 

Yes, that is correct. I am no longer at Crown College. I am now a student at Lone Star Baptist College in Mesquite, Texas. (lsbc4me.org) It is an amazing, small college at the church our family moved to this summer. We are now faithfully attending Parkside Baptist Church in Mesquite. (pbcmesquite.com) I cannot even begin to describe how much this church has blessed my heart. I was struggling deeply before, and the Lord has used this church to help our family more than I could even say. I am so thankful for His goodness in showing us where to go. Just this past Sunday, my brother, sister-in-law, and two nieces joined the church. It is amazing to see how much God is working in them! 

I'm sure that I'll have more to post in a little while, but as for now, farewell! 

Cutting Up The Scriptures

"I hope that the low pricing does not cause the low prizing of God's Word."-John Wycliffe

II Kings 22:8-10 "And Hilkiah the high priest said unto Shaphan the scribe, I have found the book of the law in the house of the LORD. And Hilkiah gave the book to Shaphan, and he read it. And Shaphan the scribe came to the king, and brought the king word again, and said, Thy servants have gathered the money that was found in the house, and have delivered it to the hand of them that do the work, that have the oversight of the house of the LORD. And Shaphan the scribe shewed the king, saying, Hilkiah the priest hath delivered me a book. And Shaphan read it before the king." 

Imagine spending your entire life until the age of about twenty-five without hearing one word of Scripture. Josiah, the king of Israel, did just this. For many years, the Hebrew people had disobeyed the Lord. Now, the great Temple was just a monument. People would go there for a history lesson instead of worship. One great day, while doing some work on the Temple, some of the servants found a copy of the Book of the Law (which we would call the Pentateuch or the Torah). It was read to the king, and he was astonished by what he heard. He was so disgusted by his sins, by the sins of the people of Israel, that he rent his clothes and mourned. He commanded that all of the false idols be removed from Israel and that the nation turn its eyes solely to the Lord God Yahweh. 

Years later, after Josiah's death, his son was on the throne. Israel had, once again, turned her back on the Lord. How silly! How foolish! (It's sad that we Christians do the same exact thing so often. We forget of His blessings and mercies upon our lives, and we desire to do things that we ought not to do.) 

Jeremiah 36:1-2 "And it came to pass in the fourth year of Jehoiakim the son of Josiah king of Judah, that his word came unto Jeremiah from the LORD, saying, Take thee a roll of a book, and write therein all the words that I have spoken unto thee against Israel, and against Judah, and against all the nations, from the day I spake unto thee, from the days of Josiah, even unto this day." 

Jeremiah did as the Lord commanded. He wrote down that which the Lord said unto him, and when he was finished, the scroll was presented to the king. The king did not like what he heard. He became "fed up" with the Words of the Lord, so he did what so many Christians do: he cut up the Scriptures. (Jeremiah 36:22-23 "Now the king sat in the winterhouse in the ninth month: and there was a fire on the hearth burning before him. And it came to pass, that when Jehudi had read three or four leaves, he cut it with the penknife, and cast it into the fire that was on the hearth, until all the roll was consumed in the fire that was on the hearth.") He cut up the scroll, and threw it into the flames. 

Now, I know what you're thinking. "I would NEVER cut up a copy of the Bible! That's blasphemy! I would never do that!"

Really? You wouldn't? Every time that you disobey the Bible, you are doing just that. Every time that I have a bad attitude about something, I am cutting out Scripture. It's as bad as if I were to do what Jehoiakim did. It is as if I took scissors and cut out pages of the Bible. How many times do we unknowingly cut out parts of the Word of God? 

Sometimes, I am just amazed at how the Lord works. He never does what I think He will do. One of the verses that always helps me remember this is Isaiah 55:8 (KJV). It says, "For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, saith the Lord." I'm so glad that the Lord is in charge of things, for if I were in charge, everything would be a mess. I never will understand why He chooses certain things for my life, but I will follow His leading in whatever direction it may be. 

What to do, what to do?

"Anybody remotely interesting is mad, in some way or another."-The Doctor (Doctor Who)

I love when people tell me I'm weird. I don't really know why, but I do know how much I love it. I'm not normal in any aspect. In fact, I am interesting. This must mean that I am "mad, in some way or another". I always strive to be myself, not someone else. I was born original; why in the world would I want to die as a carbon copy of someone else? While I'm home, I want to do some things to bid my time. If I stop moving, I'll become full of sorrow; I'll become, as my mum says, a mullygrub. Here are some things I want to do these next few months: 

• Learn how to play Lola, my dulcimer
• Make the t-shirt quilt I have been wanting to make for the longest time 
• Find a pen pal 
• Write more handwritten letters 
• Finish writing a novel 
• Paint the laundry room like I've always said I was going to do... Chalkboard paint on the cabinets? Sounds lovely! 

Well, it's here. This is the hard part. The realization that this is my new reality has finally arrived. I know what should be happening. I am aware that I should be doing all of my laundry, packing up my suitcase, and getting ready to leave once more for Powell, Tennessee. My body is ready to go; my heart is most definitely ready to go. It is strange that I'm not packing. It is strange that I'm not leaving tomorrow or Friday morning like I should be. I keep reading Facebook posts about my friends getting ready to return for school, and it hurts. It is so painful. 

I'm so grateful for the family which the Lord has given me, especially my lovely mother. Mum is the best woman that I have ever had the chance to know, and I am so thankful for her. She is so patient with me. She understands how much this hurts me. She knows how painful this decision has been for me. She lets me cry when I need to, and she tells me what I need to hear when I need to hear it. I'm so thankful for the mum that God has given to me. I love her so very much! 

I miss my best friends more than I ever could have imagined. They're so very special to me, and each of them means the world to me. I love them more than air itself. I feel sorry for people who cannot claim them as their best friends. I guess that if I were someone else, I would envy myself for the friends that I have! I love them so much.