I write two days in a row because I can.
Maybe that's a better title. I haven't been sassy in a while on here...
Oh, and the inspiration for the song, "Photograph" by Nickelback, was because I was driving home and it came on the radio. As much as I do not like to admit that I like this group, that is one song that I do somewhat like and can relate to (hence the pictures).
Today marks the ninth anniversary of the attack on the World Trade Centers and the Pentagon. I can't believe it's been this long. I remember I was on my way to Patriot Time (aka homeroom) and I heard several rumors about what was going on. Not quiet sure what to think, I was really numb to what was really going on. My parents didn't check me out of school early because they didn't see a need, and when I got home, all that was on TV was PSAs to turn to the local/national news channels to see what was going on, and I had the opportunity to watch the fall of the Twin Towers over and over again. And as much as I would like to talk about freedom, unity, and everything appropriate for this paragraph, including a bible verse about unity, this is all I have.
Maybe that's a better title. I haven't been sassy in a while on here...
Oh, and the inspiration for the song, "Photograph" by Nickelback, was because I was driving home and it came on the radio. As much as I do not like to admit that I like this group, that is one song that I do somewhat like and can relate to (hence the pictures).
Today marks the ninth anniversary of the attack on the World Trade Centers and the Pentagon. I can't believe it's been this long. I remember I was on my way to Patriot Time (aka homeroom) and I heard several rumors about what was going on. Not quiet sure what to think, I was really numb to what was really going on. My parents didn't check me out of school early because they didn't see a need, and when I got home, all that was on TV was PSAs to turn to the local/national news channels to see what was going on, and I had the opportunity to watch the fall of the Twin Towers over and over again. And as much as I would like to talk about freedom, unity, and everything appropriate for this paragraph, including a bible verse about unity, this is all I have.
Instead, here is the bible verse:
He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High
will rest in the shadow of the Almighty.
I will say of the Lord,
"He is my refuge and my fortress,
my God, in whom I trust."
He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High
will rest in the shadow of the Almighty.
I will say of the Lord,
"He is my refuge and my fortress,
my God, in whom I trust."
--Psalm 91:1-2
Yesterday, I spent eight hours in one classroom with twenty-six girls for a literacy class. It's based upon detecting, preventing, and diagnosing reading problems in four-five year old children, and the treatment protocols for those who may need help. It's based upon a really cool program that until yesterday, I had no idea what to do or how to do it. I learned some hilarious tidbits about our program and the people who are apart of it, and it was fun learning a little more affirming my decision to stay at NSU. I knew there was a reason, I just couldn't figure it out.
When I was afraid and questioning my decision, I found this bible verse. When the world tells me "no" and turns its head, God is right there in front of me, always. When I feel like nothing is going right (e.g. first therapy session with my client through school), I know I can talk to God and He'll calm my anxious spirit. Long story short, I had to baseline the kid, and because I was afraid I was going to finish pre-testing early (which did happen), I found a short reading passage that I thought was appropriate for a first-grade reading level. Apparently, this was not the case, and I got reamed for it. I know I shouldn't take this constructive criticism too seriously, but I am a perfectionist. It's a little hard for me to swallow it, and I am the first to admit it.
God is my refuge when things go wrong; I stink at trying to figure out how to put everything back together the way it should be. (Side note: that sentence is bugging me grammatically, but I'm too lazy to change it.)
Oh! Go Pokes! I wish I could be there, but Stillwater is a little far for me ... believe me, I thought about it. On another note, it's almost autumn - my favorite time of the year. I can't wait to bust out the long sleeves and cute fall skirts and of course my ugg-wannabes. They are so much more comfortable than flip flops.
Funny story:
I was looking at my guilty pleasure, aka AllRecipes.com. It's a wonderful site full of (duh!) recipes; anything from pasta to pizza, cookies to cakes, chicken to fish, surf to turf, they have it. They also have handy/nifty reviews that people can suggest to either not try it, try it, or change it. So, I was craving tilapia and then the idea of a pasta dish with tilapia sounded wonderful. I tried to make an alfredo sauce to go with the pasta (who knows why), and too many dishes later, it was guh-rowsss. Remind me never to make that recipe again - or else just stick to the professionals at Bravo! restaurant. That reminds me, I'm craving that right now. Or mashed potatoes. Those are my comfort food. But, the problem point I have with my funny story is that I trusted a website and reviewers to tell me that this is "the best alfredo sauce I've had", and that I should try it. Fail.
The world will fail you (and me) a lot. It sucks, I know. They tell you one thing, and five minutes later they change their mind (I swear, maybe the "world" as a whole is a female. Maybe that's why they call it "Mother Nature"... but I don't believe in that stuff. That concept along with "Mother Earth" and yada yada yada is just some poor excuse for a nature driven philosopher that was bored.).
So what's the good news?
God will never fail you. He's always going to be right next to you, holding your hand, carrying you when you feel crummy, and the best part is that His book is life's manual when crap goes wrong. The bible has some wonderful stories and encouraging verses to get us through the day, I don't see how people can go on without it. I mean, who else could turn five loaves of bread and two pieces of fish into a complete meal that fed thousands with baskets left over in Mark 6:41? Who else could save Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego (yes, I googled the names because I couldn't spell those if my life depended on it.) from the flaming fire furnace and cause the King (I think that it was him) to see not three, but four people walking out of the flames (I'll give you one guess as who that fourth person was.)?
God's pretty cool like that. So cool that He created Phil Vischer & Mike Nawrocki to make Veggie Tales to teach little kids about the bible... and possibly twenty three year old grad students... :)
*Ahem*
Time to study? haha. Nah, time to YouTube Veggie Tales.
Much love.
klc.
When I was afraid and questioning my decision, I found this bible verse. When the world tells me "no" and turns its head, God is right there in front of me, always. When I feel like nothing is going right (e.g. first therapy session with my client through school), I know I can talk to God and He'll calm my anxious spirit. Long story short, I had to baseline the kid, and because I was afraid I was going to finish pre-testing early (which did happen), I found a short reading passage that I thought was appropriate for a first-grade reading level. Apparently, this was not the case, and I got reamed for it. I know I shouldn't take this constructive criticism too seriously, but I am a perfectionist. It's a little hard for me to swallow it, and I am the first to admit it.
God is my refuge when things go wrong; I stink at trying to figure out how to put everything back together the way it should be. (Side note: that sentence is bugging me grammatically, but I'm too lazy to change it.)
Oh! Go Pokes! I wish I could be there, but Stillwater is a little far for me ... believe me, I thought about it. On another note, it's almost autumn - my favorite time of the year. I can't wait to bust out the long sleeves and cute fall skirts and of course my ugg-wannabes. They are so much more comfortable than flip flops.
Funny story:
I was looking at my guilty pleasure, aka AllRecipes.com. It's a wonderful site full of (duh!) recipes; anything from pasta to pizza, cookies to cakes, chicken to fish, surf to turf, they have it. They also have handy/nifty reviews that people can suggest to either not try it, try it, or change it. So, I was craving tilapia and then the idea of a pasta dish with tilapia sounded wonderful. I tried to make an alfredo sauce to go with the pasta (who knows why), and too many dishes later, it was guh-rowsss. Remind me never to make that recipe again - or else just stick to the professionals at Bravo! restaurant. That reminds me, I'm craving that right now. Or mashed potatoes. Those are my comfort food. But, the problem point I have with my funny story is that I trusted a website and reviewers to tell me that this is "the best alfredo sauce I've had", and that I should try it. Fail.
The world will fail you (and me) a lot. It sucks, I know. They tell you one thing, and five minutes later they change their mind (I swear, maybe the "world" as a whole is a female. Maybe that's why they call it "Mother Nature"... but I don't believe in that stuff. That concept along with "Mother Earth" and yada yada yada is just some poor excuse for a nature driven philosopher that was bored.).
So what's the good news?
God will never fail you. He's always going to be right next to you, holding your hand, carrying you when you feel crummy, and the best part is that His book is life's manual when crap goes wrong. The bible has some wonderful stories and encouraging verses to get us through the day, I don't see how people can go on without it. I mean, who else could turn five loaves of bread and two pieces of fish into a complete meal that fed thousands with baskets left over in Mark 6:41? Who else could save Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego (yes, I googled the names because I couldn't spell those if my life depended on it.) from the flaming fire furnace and cause the King (I think that it was him) to see not three, but four people walking out of the flames (I'll give you one guess as who that fourth person was.)?
God's pretty cool like that. So cool that He created Phil Vischer & Mike Nawrocki to make Veggie Tales to teach little kids about the bible... and possibly twenty three year old grad students... :)
*Ahem*
Time to study? haha. Nah, time to YouTube Veggie Tales.
Much love.
klc.
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