March 23, 2014

Well, it's the last night of spring break before classes start again. I'm curled up in my usual thinking spot - the left-hand end of the sofa - trying frantically to wrap my head around everything I have going on this week. An essay due Tuesday, another due Thursday, several club events this week and next week that I'm at least partially responsible for ... ah yes, the peace of self-directed days is once again giving away to the tightly organized, mind-buzzing race to keep ahead of the deadlines chasing me.

I did get to enjoy pizza toast for dinner tonight:


This was my "before toasting" picture ... I meant to take an "after" one, but we ate it all up too fast to get any pictures!  :-)

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While nursing an accidentally self-inflicted injury with my head upside-down this evening, and therefore pondering the issues of the universe, I got to thinking about this proverb:

Via http://tribesports.com/tribes/fitness-motivation-photos-quotes

I often think of this in a dating context because that's where I first saw it - don't soothe your loneliness by dating a jerk now, because it might make you miss out on the wonderful young man you're actually supposed to marry. But there are so many more practical applications for this (I mean, after all, I don't actually have a plethora of young men to choose from). It reminds me of Hebrews 12:15-17:
"Looking diligently lest any man fail of the grace of God; lest any root of bitterness springing up trouble you, and thereby many be defiled;

"Lest there be any fornicator, or profane person, as Esau, who for one morsel of meat sold his birthright.

"For ye know how that afterward, when he would have inherited the blessing, he was rejected: for he found no place of repentance, though he sought it carefully with tears."

It's terribly saddening and humiliating to say so, but I have a lot in common with Esau. Maybe I wouldn't be dumb enough to sell my birthright for a bowl of stew, but what about selling an "A" on my paper for an evening of funny videos? Or trading a rested, focused morning for The Return of the Jedi? Or exchanging a peaceful, God-focused mind for a ramped-up rock song? Those things are pretty dumb, too. And believe me, there have been many times that I have sought my "A" carefully with tears, and most certainly not found it.

It isn't just the "A" that I'm trading when I do that, either. In ten years, do I still want to be sitting on my parents' couch, watching Return of the Jedi? Certainly not. In ten years, I want to be a busy professor and helper of mankind, with lots of intellectual friends, a ministry that I'm excited to jump up and work on every morning, and a confident, positive outlook on life. A lovely husband and a couple of children wouldn't be unwelcome either. Every time I throw away my time and responsibilities to indulge myself because I'm "tired" or "need a break," I'm selling that future for a few hours of instant gratification.

So with the last leg of the semester heating up tomorrow morning, it is my prayer that I would be a wise servant who invests her talents and reaps rewards, not an Esau who throws away her whole future for a few Tom Hiddleston GIFs. Wonderful though those may be.



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And now it's off to bed ... I've had a feverish cold all weekend and have to be up bright (dark?) and early to get to class on time. Here's hoping that it will be warmer than the weatherman says it's going to be tomorrow ... !!

Love,
Vicki

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