It's an Exciting Time

I have a short paper due tomorrow for my Humanities class. The smart thing to do would be to knock it out, and were I truly ambitious, tackle the other, longer reports lurking in the ether. However, I don't feel like writing, I feel like writing. I haven't written in over a week. That should bother someone like me... and it does. So here I am, delaying the inevitable by a half hour to 45 minutes. Nothing is new. Choir practice was very unusual yesterday. We prayed, then sang praise songs for a minute, then we had sister Carol bring the Word (Ps. 137). Carol touched on some themes that had also been on the mind of our beloved choir director, Pastor Taylor (his link here). This, in turn, drew observations and insights from various members of the choir and the band, including myself. Personally, being in the choir has added a dimension to my life that I greatly appreciate. I have always been an optimist (except when in the occasional funk), but now, I have really learned (and am still learning) how to worship God. One result of this is a deepening faith in God to carry me through this life, which only makes being optimistic that much easier. My optimism in years past was based in my supreme confidence in myself. It is now a supreme confidence in God. I can cast off my delusions of grandeur and see that my great successes and triumphs are trivial with respect to His achievements. I am a mighty hunter in the earth, but I am aware of my limitations and weaknesses. Old optimism forced me to downplay my weaknesses, pretend they did not exist; new optimism says that in my weaknesses are fabulous resources and that victory may yet be won. Isn't that something to be glad about?

Some of the other people seemed to feel like the choir (and they themselves) were hitting a wall, plateau-ing into a dull colorless routine (to coin a phrase). I couldn't disagree more. I am more alive than I have been in years. I have miles to travel, skills to learn, skills to refine, discipline to increase in... too many things to even think that I am levelling off. My flight plan and path says "Ascencion". It's an exciting time. I hope I am resonating this. I wrote a poem as I listened to people talk. I will type in up and post it soon. I will refine it over time, but I am going to just put it out there, maybe it will bless someone. In the meantime, I must get to my studies.