Thursday, January 27, 2011

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I had a weird day today emotionally. Felt anxious, then lost, then irritated and frustrated... Just an amalgamation of negative...vibes... And so I was not a pleasant person to be around until after I'd spent a few minutes in the presence of one MolPage (Thank you for being a positive energy in my life).

I don't like feeling so much like an ugly, stupid-sheep of a human being that it makes me use all this hippie-esque, new age-y language. "Vibes." "Energy." But that's only way I can sometimes describe those feelings. This vessel was being filled with icky stuff today, and I did not like it, but I also did not try very hard to release myself of said icky-ness while it was inhabiting me. Shame on me.

Thankfully, I have been blessed with the gift of enough prosperity to be a comfortable American, and have access to all the things that lead to me being able to download choral music on iTunes.

This is traditionally a Christmas song, but I find myself needing to reflect on it all through the year on days like today.

Jesus Christ the Apple Tree

The tree of life my soul hath seen
Laden with fruit and always green
The tree of life my soul hath seen
Laden with fruit and always green
The trees of nature fruitless be
Compared with Christ the apple tree

His beauty doth all things excel
By faith I know but ne'er can tell
His beauty doth all things excel
By faith I know but ne'er can tell
The glory which I now can see
In Jesus Christ the apple tree.

For happiness I long have sought
And pleasure dearly I have bought
For happiness I long have sought
And pleasure dearly I have bought
I missed of all but now I see
'Tis found in Christ the apple tree.

I'm weary with my former toil
Here I will sit and rest a while
I'm weary with my former toil
Here I will sit and rest a while
Under the shadow I will be
Of Jesus Christ the apple tree.

This fruit does make my soul to thrive
It keeps my dying faith alive
This fruit does make my soul to thrive
It keeps my dying faith alive
Which makes my soul in haste to be
With Jesus Christ the apple tree.

(emphasis added by yours truly)

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