The Mush God has been known to appear to millionaires on golf courses. He appears to politicians at ribbon-cutting ceremonies and to clergymen speaking the invocation on national TV at either...
...Democratic or Republican conventions. The Mush God's presence is felt during Brotherhood Week and when Rotarians come together. He is the lifeless deity President Carter was referring to when suggesting peace might come to the Middle East because the Egyptian president and Israeli prime minister both worshiped the Great Mushy One.
"The Mush God has no theology to speak of, being a Cream of Wheat divinity. The Mush God has no particular credo, no tenets of faith, nothing that would make it difficult for believer and non-believer alike to lower one's head when the temporary chairman tells us the Reverend, Rabbi, Father, Mufti, or So-and-So will lead us in an innocuous, harmless prayer, for this god of public occasions is not a jealous god. You can even invoke him to start a hooker convention and he/she or it won't be offended.
"God of the Rotary, God of the Optimists' Club, Protector of the Buddy System, the Mush God is the Lord of secular ritual, of the necessary but hypocritical forms and formalities that hush the divisive and the derisive. The Mush God is a serviceable god whose laws are not chiseled on tablets but written on sand, open to amendment, qualification, and era-sure. This is a god that will compromise with you, make allowances and declare all wars holy, all peaces hallowed.
Today is a bleak, slightly chilly, a bit more than slightly windy and I am feeling lackadaisically lazy. I need to finish Heart of Darkness by Joseph Conrad before the week is out and I need to peruse, meditate, peruse again and basically memorize four chapters of my not-so-entertaining, less-than-invigorating College Algebra book which seeks to deceive the reader in regards to its content with a huge pink chili pepper gracing its front. I have one test and two finals left in the semester -- three weeks if you count the entire week of finals. I'm so ready.
Final look at the spring 2009 semester :
Monday, Wednesday, Friday I will attend classes from 9:00am-1:00pm nonstop. This includes American History, English Composition I, Spanish II, and Chemistry I.
I will continue my coaching on MWF. I hope to take on another job when I find something to my liking. Spoiled? Perhaps. However, I have a decent source of income now between coaching and tutoring. But, as mentioned last post, my car is an investment. Currently, I pay for my oil changes, 10% of my tune-ups which might as well be gilded, and my "pleasure" trip gas money. I'd like to have some cushion money, so I'll be looking for something else to do with the loads of downtime taking sixteen hours and working two different jobs affords me.
My Tuesday and Thursday classes are a 9:30 Business Calculus class with my current College Algebra teacher, who, though dry as stale bread, is an excellent mathematics instructor who never fails to know her "stuff." In between classes I have an hour and forty-five minutes to fill on campus by filling my brain and my stomach with information and food in that order after which I have Chemistry I lab until 3:10.
Ryan and I will be continuing our tutoring and swimming sessions. I've come to look forward to them. I'm getting in the pool again and realizing, humbly, how out of shape I am. It's been years since I've practiced aggressively and I'm realizing just how good a shape I was in. Alas. No more.
This will be the last semester I am bound by my required classes. I should be able to take at least two electives in the fall. I'm excited. I'm thinking Psychology and perhaps Criminology. Spring 2010 looks so empty. So many opportunities to take "fun" stuff!
I've come to realize this week how infinitely difficult it is for me to eat blueberries. You know, the inside tastes okay, but you have that outer skin that just won't chew and it's just pretty much gross and then your mouth is blue and overall it's an infinitely unpleasant experience. But oh! how I love blueberry muffins. I'll sacrifice my naturally pink tongue for that deliciousness. /obsession
Fall makes me want coffee shops and crunchy leaves and scarves and hugs. But hugs most of all. I reminisce too much this time of year. Last year was tough. This year is tough, but for totally different reasons. Last year I didn't know where I wanted to be. This year I know exactly what I want, but I can't get there.
It started over coffee, we started out as friends
It's funny how from simple things, the best things begin.
--I've Finally Found Someone
Tomorrow's Thanksgiving and I'm counting my blessings. I can't believe I'm here. I could be anywhere else and I don't think I could be as happy as I am now, sitting alone on my cluttered mattress in the corner of my house, in Clinton, Mississippi on November 26, 2008. Our God is so good. He's great to me.
I read through Habakkuk and was struck as never before by 2:1b.
And watch to see what He will say to me,
And what I will answer when I am corrected.
Sigh. I am just so happy, so in love with life yet longing for a world beyond this one, and convinced I'm moving in the right direction. I'm digging myself out of the hole I dug for myself before and I'm climbing out of the chaos which has been my emotional home for so long. This is the life I was meant to live.
When you were born, you cried and the world rejoiced. Live your life so that when you die, the world cries and you rejoice. --Cherokee expression
Happy Thanksgiving. Spend it the right way. Thank God for all that He's given you and be a blessing.
The above picture makes me sigh and feel all peaceful inwardly. Outwardly I look like a train wreck.
Song of the post : Barbra Streisand and Bryan Adam's I've Finally Found Someone. *dramatic sniff*
HA.
It's Sunday and it's been beautiful. I'm exhausted from a non-stop thirteen hour day yesterday in Monroe, LA and today has been pretty hectic as well. I was more tired yesterday than I have been in a very, very long time. I crazily volunteered to ride a bus to another state with sixty ten and unders at seven in the morning. Yes, I was insane. I hope they pay be very, very well. Everyone knows I need the money.
My car is an investment. We've spent almost $700 on it this month alone for a pesky oil leak that just WON'T go away. Qué horror! It's back in the shop again. I need a name for it. It's high maintenance enough. Perhaps I should become a mechanic. Maybe I could get a discount.
I've begun Christmas shopping which is rewarding, costly, exciting and COSTLY. I've pretty much nailed down everyone's gifts for this year on my master list. Now to buy! I've begun on Mom, N and A's, but I still have so much left to do. Dad's easy -- a book entitled The Ouliers by Malcolm Gladwell and ginger beer. Mom's done in my head, complete with fleece snowflake nightgown and pedicure stuph. Jessica is part of the way done. What I thought Jessica and I were jointly getting John is outrageously expensive so scratch that, start from scratch. Bradford is half way done. I thought I had Kelsey under control, but the picture in my mind didn't work out on paper. I bought N and A each a movie the other day but I'm not satisfied with just that. Chances are I'll get N something to do with Legos and A some article of clothing. She likes that. Perhaps I can get some of that done this week.
I know, however, that if I buy Jessica's gift immediately I will have to give it to her immediately. I'm not good at withholding gifts from her. I must mail Bradford his before finals.
Holiday festivities is really just a nice way of saying holiday chaos.
I really just want to go get a Pumpkin Spice Latte and sit at Starbucks and read.
This week I also must get started (and complete) the CHEC newsletter. I'm frustrated with the lack of timely coordination. Bah.
I need to register for spring semester classes this week. I think I'm taking English Comp I, Chemistry I and Lab, and Spanish II. Perhaps Business Calculus, American History or Psychology I. Either way I'll be taking sixteen hours. I plan to take a summer Computer I class. I need a half a credit in that to graduate. I'm excited. I doubt I'll be taking a math this semester which will be super. Chances are I only need one more semester of math EVER. I'm batting around the idea of majoring in Psychology and minoring in Criminology. I have issues with morbid curiosity.
Speaking of school, I have my oral Spanish final to study for, College Algebra Test V to study for and my upcoming finals to study for as well. I need to finish my Algebra homework too.
I need a hair cut DESPERATELY.
I DESPERATELY need to do laundry.
And be productive.
The grandparents are due to arrive on Saturday and he will be home Tuesday-Sunday so I hope this week brings visiting and laughter and fun, family times.
For the record, Twilight was the worst movie I've seen possibly ever. I'm DONE with chick flicks for a very long time.
Ryan is bringing his English test grades up and swam in his first swim meet ever yesterday. I feel proud that I was able to aid him in both of those endeavors. My old coach was impressed with the way I had instructed him how to swim. He told me so. I glowed, I'm quite sure.
Life's insane, really. I thought I'd get a break this week, but the forecast doesn't really look that way. Perhaps I'll get to sleep in a little anyhow. I love sleep. I don't get it much.
I tell you what I envy about people in love - I'd love it if someone knew me, I mean really knew me. What I like, what I'm afraid of, what kind of toothpaste I use. --The Mirror Has Two Faces
I don't think it's so much about someone knowing you, but about you knowing someone else. I know it's just a quote but I thought I'd give my two cents...it takes me so long to save up that much. lol
yeah I suppose there are alot of times when I feel lonely and thnik that it would be nice to have someone to know some things about me but truthfully i'm sure that someone knowing me too well couldn't be a good thing because then the ugly things that my momma doesn't even know would be understood by someone other then me and as ugly as I am... nothing good can come from that...
i've seen people who have been married for 20 years and the known ugly things were never addressed or talked about but ignored for the most part but there were always deeper things that weren't known!!!
not to say that there weren't really deep things that were known by the spouse but just because you think you know someone doesn't really mean anything to me!!!
When you arise in the morning, give thanks for the morning light, for your life and strength. Give thanks for your food, and the joy of living. If you see no reason for giving thanks, the fault...
It's humbling how amazing, awesome, unbeatable my life is. Seriously. This has to be the one underlying theme of all my posts lately but I LOVE IT.
Ryan comes in twenty minutes for English tutoring. I am overwhelmed by the opportunities which have been afforded me both for academic furtherance, acquiring patience and finally, opportunities to diversify and lengthen my high school transcript. It is awesome to think about the ways in which I can go beyond the standard five or six classes I can take next semester and reach out to others, teach others both academically and spiritually and grow because of it all. Some days I complain about my overwhelmingly full Google calendar, but in the end, I am really just so excited. I coach ten amazingly challenging nine and unders three days a week. I give personal lessons to Ryan and Rachel twice a week. I've begin delving into the admittedly scary realm of babysitting and I tutor Ryan twice a week as well. I am beautifully busy and I don't appreciate it like I should.
But ahhh, Thanksgiving break (a whole week!) is coming my way and I couldn't be happier. A week of rest, family, great food, hopefully great friends and relaxation will be a amazing hiatus from the hectic normalcy.
For wonderful, eclectic, down right different music, go here. Cody Roberts, a friend of my friend John's, has put out his debut album with one of his family members and he's done an exception job, in my opinion. Cello in hard rock? Got it. Piano solos? Got it. It's a merging of TSO and Nickel Creek and many other exceptional groups. I'm quite impressed with it.
So, how's your ESP?
A friend is one before whom I may think aloud. --Ralph Waldo Emerson
My trip? Well, it was awesome. And I am zonked and TOTALLY jealous of John's amazing, super-cool camera. The piles of laundry that await my attention are obscene and I have a coffee "appointment" at 7:30. Work was hectic and I'm back in the swing of things after rest, relaxation and friends.
Is that a Christmas tree up in the backgroung? I wonder only because I was listening to Christmas music today and if I tell Bruce that you (or whoever's house you are at) have yours up, maybe he would consent to letting me put up ours!
I'm glad you're loving your life, Hannah. :) I am enjoying mine as well- even though at times it is busy and a bit frustrating!! Its all good. Moving down here to Montgomery for college is probably one of the best decisions I've ever made. :) Its amazing how our lives can be if we only allow God to take control, isn't it? :)
