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| We just got back from the Maldives last night. I always hate leaving there. I really feel a connection with the ocean, as dumb as that sounds. Probably has to do with my father being a hardcore fisherman. It's in my blood. Plus, I absolutely love the diving and the fishing there. It's amazing to see the ocean so full of life, compared to Doha where it is relatively dead. So many neat things, from diving with manta rays and white tip sharks to casting from the roof of a boat out over beautiful reefs in search of jackfish. It was an incredible vacation, but they're always over far too soon.
Which reminds me, I need to update my logbook. I'm fast approaching 50 dives, and with that plus the EFR course that I took at the school, I'm within a single certification of being a Master Diver. Wow. I can still remember learning everything for the first time.
Haha, I'm getting old and sentimental.
Work starts on Sunday. To be honest, I'm not exactly relishing the opportunity to get up at 5am every weekday for the next month. Oh well, how many other people can claim to have overseas engineering intern experience? I swear though, if I go for a job interview my senior year, and someone tells me that I don't have overseas experience, I'm going to walk out of the interview. Heh, should be fun. Can't believe I've got to start thinking about that too... | | |
| "The Bible says my King is a seven-way king...He's the King of the Jews; that's a racial king...He's the king of Israel; that's a national king...He's the King of Righteousness...He's the King of the Ages...He's the King of Heaven...He's the King of Glory...He's the King of kings, and He's the Lord of lords. That's my king. Well...I wonder, do you know Him? David said, "The Heavens declare the glory of God and the firmament shows his handiwork." My King is a sovereign King. No means of measure can define his limitless love. No far seeing telescope can bring into visibility the coastline of His shoreless supply. No barrier can hinder Him from pouring out His blessings. He's enduringly strong...He's entirely sincere...He's eternally steadfast...He's immortally graceful...He's imperially powerful...He's impartially merciful...Do you know Him?
He's the greatest phenomenon that ever crossed the horizon of this world. He's God's Son...He's a sinner's Savior...He's the centerpiece of civilization...He stands in the solitude of Himself...He's august...He's unique...He's unparalleled...He's unprecedented...He's the loftiest idea in literature...He's the highest personality in philosophy...he's the supreme problem in higher criticism...He's the fundamental doctrine of true theology...He's the cardinal necessity for spiritual religion...He's the miracle of the age...He's the superlative of everything good that you choose to call Him...He's the only one qualified to be an all sufficient Savior...I wonder if you know Him today?
He supplies strength for the weak...He's available for the tempted and the tried...He sympathizes and He saves...He strengthens and sustains...He guards and He guides...He heals the sick...He cleanses lepers...He forgives sinners...He discharges debtors...He delivers captives...He defends the feeble...He blesses the young...He serves the unfortunate...He regards the aged...He rewards the diligent...and He beautifies the meek...I wonder if you know Him?
Well, my King...is THE King...He's the key to knowledge...He's the wellspring to wisdom...He's the doorway of deliverance...He's the pathway of peace...He's the roadway of righteousness...He's the highway of holiness...He's the gateway of glory...do you know Him?
Well...His office is manifold...His promise is sure...His light is matchless...His goodness is limitless...His mercy is everlasting...His love never changes...His word is enough...His grace is sufficient...His reign is righteous...and His yoke is easy, and his burden is light. I wish I could describe Him to you, but He's indescribable...He's incomprehensible...He's invincible...He's irresistible.
Well, you can't get Him out of your mind...You can't get Him off of your hand...you can't out live Him, and you can't live without Him...the Pharisees couldn't stand Him, but they found out they couldn't stop Him...Pilate couldn't find any fault in Him...The witnesses couldn't get their testimonies to agree...Herod couldn't kill Him...Death couldn't handle Him, and the grave couldn't hold Him.
Yeah! That's my King, that's my King.
Father...'Thine is the Kingdom...and the Power...and the Glory...Forever'...and ever, and ever, and ever, and ever. How long is that? And ever...and ever...and when you get through with all the forevers, then...AMEN!...AMEN!"
~Dr. S. M. Lockridge
Sometimes I just need to be reminded of who my King is.
Find the audio file. It will give you goosebumps.
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| I saw a sight today that really confirmed I was back in Doha.
It was a Qatari who was driving one of those huge, ugly Lexus SUVs. But he wasn't just driving. He was also talking on the phone. But he wasn't just talking on the phone, he was texting with another phone in his right hand. But the madness doesn't end there. He was also texting with a third phone in his left hand. All of this while maneuvering through heavy traffic at 120 kph.
I was impressed, but I also feared for my safety, since he was clearly beginning to drift into my lane.
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| I had a terrifying dream last night.
But it wasn't one of those dreams where you're being chased by a monster, and for some reason all of your movements are like you're stuck in molasses.
No. It was about a wedding. In fact, it was about a mass wedding.
All of my friends were there. All of the ones from Doha, all the ones from the States, even some people that I hadn't seen or talked to in years. They were all there. And they all had someone. They were all getting married, they were all happy. Everyone was happy.
Except for me. I was all alone, all by myself, in a corner. Watching.
I woke up and I was pained. I wasn't in pain, but it was as if something was pressing on my chest. There was a feeling that I couldn't shake, that somehow, despite everyone else having found someone, I would be left to the end, alone.
And it scared me to death. And I can't shake the feeling. And it still hurts to remember the dream.
The strangest thing is, I've never, ever felt like that before. It was like a shot out of the blue.
Do I crave contact? Do I want a relationship? Why I am so worried and scared about this, when I've never even really given much thought to it before last night? I don't know.
But it terrified me.
What's wrong?
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| I made a terrible mistake the other day. I sat down and watched the first two episodes of Heroes.
Now I'm freaking hooked.
I should be studying for exams now. I should be running over partial differential equations, complex analysis, fourier and laplace transforms, contour integrals, all sorts of wonderful things. But no, I'm freaking hooked on Heroes.
Let's just put it this way. My roommate and I started watching it last night at 9pm and finally quit at 5.30am. He then proceeded to sleep through his alarm, and was forced to turn in his research thesis three hours late. And immediately after he finished it, we put another episode on. I don't think either of us left the room today. We ordered pizza, and, you guess it, watched Heroes.
Well, I suppose deep down inside, this is kind of what I imagined college would be like. One big sleep-over, where you can stay up all night and screw the consequences. Oh well, it's under 40 hours until I'm on a plane headed over the Atlantic.
Now if I could only learn how to do Laurent series...nah, more Heroes! | | |
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