Thursday, January 19, 2006

Maybe I should have majored in Photography???

Oh wow... I love my classes. Now, I know that some of you who know me are just sitting there thinking, yep, that the nerd Logan that we know... but this is even a lot for me. I just love photography, I love the classes and I can't wait to take the rest of them. Like, I came home wanting to read the textbooks... for fun!!! there was nothing assigned. Even I'm not usually that bad, you all know me, I don't read text books!!! I don't know... as much as English comes easy, there's something to be said for actually having a real passion for a subject again. Which, I do have for some English things... Walt Whitman in particular, I could write about him for the rest of my life... but right now, maybe I'm in the "honeymoon" period with the minor, but I love everything about it.

Also... God has all but kicked my sorry excuse of a human bottom into the doors of the Seminary. This is just it, it's where I want to be, and more than just a desire, it's like an overwhelming life passion. To be able to help people find the Rock of their creation and rest upon Him to ease and cure all their burdens... To feel the power of the Holy Spirit directing my words and thoughts.... Being used as a vessel to communicate the boundless Love of the God of the Universe. C'mon, does it get any better??? I submit that it can not! ;-)

And yes, I'm going to be a follower and put lyrics at the bottom of some of my posts... deal with it :-)

Cause when I'm weak, you make me strong;
when I'm blind, you shine your light on me,
cause I'll never get by living on my own ability.
How refreshing to know you don't need me;
so I'll stand on your truth, and I'll fight with your strength
until you bring the victory, by the power of Christ in me...

Tuesday, January 17, 2006

So I've got some catching up to do

However, until then... I'm just going to continue and give the quick version. So here's the good, the bad, and the ugly:

Bad: Since July I've been to 8 funerals I think, when the number's that high, I just don't want to count anymore. Beginning of December my mother had a tennis ball sized tumor removed from her liver and aorta, which thankfully turned out not to be cancerous. As a result of all the previous insanity, I was doing makeup work till Wednesday of the MTA transit strike in NYC.

Ugly: The ever approaching reality of graduation and leaving TCNJ...

Good: God blessed me in so many ways. By carrying me throughout each and every funeral, through my mother's surgery, through my finals, and through all the recoveries. He blessed me with a truly wonderful girlfriend, of whom I had no intention of finding, but God led her to me for a reason, and He's showing me that more and more each day. He blessed me by allowing me to see so many friends from high school over winter break. He gave me a clear understanding of the gifts that He has given me, and with that came a direction for life and the future. He blessed me with a fantastic spring schedule of all photography classes and what looks like will turn into a fully 'staffed' outreach team. He has deepened my faith, my reliance upon solely Him, and though I didn't get to do basically anything of what I wanted or felt I should for break, He showed me that He directed my break as it needed to go and I come into this semester better than I expected to and ready for whatever is to come.