Awestruck

O Holy Night

I’m still listening to a few songs that traditionally get labeled as Christmas carols. But really they are worship songs, so why not sing them all year long? I love these lyrics to O Holy Night: 

O holy night! The stars are brightly shining,

It is the night of our dear Saviour’s birth.

I have 12 different versions of this song on my computer. Such a good song, and a great reminder that He did come, and He will come again. He comes to end oppression and to set the world free. That’s the promise I am holding onto tonight. A new and glorious morning is coming, and that is something we can rejoice in. 

You can’t make this stuff up

So true story: Yesterday, while sitting at a public access computer on campus, the kid sitting next to me managed to turn off the power strip that my computer was plugged into, WITH HIS FOOT. He then proceeds to look confused, finds the power strip and turns it back on before running away. He doesn’t say a word and by the time I realize that this sudden blackout is his fault it is to late to yell at him. Oh well. I then spent the next five minutes restarting my computer and trying to retrieve the documents I was working on. I also made sure to move the power strip back a bit and behind the table lag, just to make sure no more oblivious morons make the same mistake. So frustrating. Yet funny. I was glad that I wasn’t working on something supper important or I might have been really mad. But I was able to laugh it off and I didn’t even come up with any clever remarks for the “what if” scenario. Aren’t you proud of me? Just another day in the life. 

In other news, I miss Ireland. I particularly miss their tea. I had about five cups today and let me tell you, American tea can’t hold a candle to the “real” stuff. Barry’s Gold blend, I miss you, come back to me soon. 

Apparently I’m an East Coast person

visited 15 states (30%)
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This is kinda sad. Only 15. We’ll have to fix that.

When you can’t make up your mind whether to laugh or cry it’s probably time for bed

Goodbye Galway

I have just one week left in this marvelous little city. And the emotions from both packing up my apartment and saying goodbye to such dear friends is literally making me physically sick. I hate goodbyes, I’m just no good at them. And not knowing when you will see each other again (if at all) makes goodbyes even more painful. My heart is being ripped into pieces and each friend I say goodbye to will be taking a part home with them, and one small part will stay here in Galway. Maybe someday I will come back to collect them. 

Overwhelmed

Life gets overwhelming sometimes. There are times when I don’t know what to do or say or where to turn. Days when I have such heavy burdens on my heart and there seems to be nothing I can do. That is when I turn to Him who holds all things in His hands. He knows my heart, He knows the burdens I am carrying, He hears the cries of my heart. Sometimes all you can do is pray. I pray for those who are on my mind and who my heart is burdened for. And I pray not that the burden be lifted, for it was in feeling the burden that drove me to prayer, but rather that God show me what I can do to bless and serve and thus respond to their needs. I like when the Lord lays it on my heart to intercede for someone, it’s exciting even though it is overwhelming. For I know that if I am faithful to respond to the burdening of my heart then He too will be faithful to answer my prayers. 

I’m listening to David Crowder while I pray, and agreeing with the words from his song Remedy: 

Here we are 
Here we are 
The broken and used 
Mistreated, abused 
Here we are 

Here You are 
Here You are 
The beautiful one 
Who came like a Son 
Here You are 

So we lift up our voices 
We open our hands 
To cling to the love 
That we can’t comprehend 

Oh, lift up your voices 
And lift up your heads 
To sing of the love 
That has freed us from sin 

He is the one 
Who has saved us 
He is the one 
Who embraced us 
He is the one who has come 
And is coming again 
He’s the remedy 

Here we are 
Here we are 
Bandaged and bruised 
Awaiting a cure 
Here we are 

Here You are 
Here You are 
Our beautiful King 
Bringing relief 
Here You are with us 

So we lift up our voices 
And open our hands 
Let go of the things 
That have kept us from Him 

He is the one 
Who has saved us 
He is the one 
Who forgave us 
He is the one who has come 
And is coming again 
He’s the remedy 

Oh, I can’t comprehend 
I can’t take it all in 
Never understand 
Such perfect love come 
For the broken and beat 
For the wounded and weak 
Oh, come fall at His feet 
He’s the remedy 
He’s the remedy 

So sing, sing 

You are the one 
Who has saved us 
You are the one 
Who forgave us 
You are the one who has come 
And is coming again 
To make it alright 
Oh, to make it alright 
You’re the remedy 
Oh, in us 
You’re the remedy 

Let us be the remedy 
Let us bring the remedy