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December 08, 2002
procrastination station
im sitting here now listening to 'the girl from ipanema', probably the most famous bossa nova song out there. i hear that some jazz musicians refuse to play it because they are sick of people requesting it. guess i miss the person that played it for me last semester.
God has been teaching me a lot about patience lately. i think im going to be sticking around boston for a little while. probably a couple more years. there are times that i want to just go. for various reasons i just want to chase after things, and not be patient. i want to do things on my timing, and not when God wants them done. i tend to get really excited about things, then forget about them quickly. its time that i learned patience and steadfastness. but those require discipline, and thats first on my list every day for prayer. so if you are the type that feels so inclinded to chat with the God of the universe, ask him that i would be more responsible and disciplined.
someone asked tonight if i was a musician. i said flatly, "no." they said, "huh. i figured you were. you look like a musician." i think thats one of the best unintentional compliments ive ever received.
i am being silly and putting off the cleaning of my room. we have a big Christmas party tomorrow at the wilson house, and people will be coming in and out of rooms and such. so its gotta be clean, and ive got stuff all over the place. heh. laundry, random computer equipment. and ive gotta look presentable tomorrow, so i should probably do a load of laundry. but i continue to sit in the kitchen with my music procrastinating. ben kweller now, 'in other words'.
Entry posted by byscuits on December 8, 2002 01:43 AM
Comments
Dave,
I struggle with the same thing all the time, I like to tell myself life is too short and I don't have time and that is why I flit around from idea to idea. I know what Cellular Automata are, I can tell you all about Leibniz Law Of The Indiscernability Of Identicals, and I can tell where to get the best Gyros in Nuremberg, or I can bore you to tears with my voluminous and utterly worthless (in the eyes of God) LOTR trivia.
But the truth is, I am impatient, like a lot of my peers I have never been equipped for steadfastness and giving myself away. So I am right there with you.
I do not pray much (or at all) anymore, and sometimes God seems further from me than Pluto, or that little planetoid beyond Pluto. I admire you for sticking at the walk this long, and coming as far as you have, in what has to be a faith-hostile environment. I think maybe God does have good things for you, and for us all. Keep your chin up.
Comment posted by Adam Taylor at December 10, 2002 03:50 PM
My Father's hand scar.
My friends, near and far.
To Him I do pray
For them everyday.
My friends, full of hope.
Myself, just to cope.
For them I do pray
To Him everyday.
Comment posted by at December 14, 2002 07:00 AM
