Mumble Jumble Amble Ramble

I think of ideas for blog posts, long and short, but by the time I get to the internet, I forget about them.  So, I'm going to try to remember a few of the random things I've mused to myself, try to update about life, and in general keep this thing as current as possible.

So, um, I suppose a good bit has happened since November 2nd.  I finished a show and a semester, rang in a new year, started a new semester, spent time with loved ones old and new, and a whole, whole lot of the every day. 

My first couple weeks back in OKC after the hols in T-Town were rocky at best, but this past week saw an upward trend.  After having to wake up and be somewhere (usually work) at a certain time everyday for the past 17 days, I took today to NOT have to be anywhere.  Cleaned my kitchen and bathroom, put away laundry from last week (eh he!) and dawdled while doing it all.  I think I'm finally ready for this semester just in time for week three.

Achievements thus far:

• I had to be back in OKC early for a make up diagnostic exam, the results of which I still haven't officially received, but apparently no news is good news at OCU and I passed since I am not spending week nights in the review course.  I'll take it!
• FINALLY called back for a musical at school.  I'm not expecting anything--just honored to have been considered and hope to be in the chorus.
• Applied for a professional audition and scheduled another, and then two more to schedule.  Performing. For money. (Potentially.) Things are getting real, y'all.
• Re-watched seasons three through five of Ally McBeal.  Dan-ger-ous.

I love it, but watching the show makes me so deeply sad.  (SPOILER ALERT/VERY PERSONAL RELIGIOUS BELIEF ALERT)  Aside from the fact that Ally and The Biscuit belong together forever and always and I never get that fulfillment, for me, the show's practically perfect up until the end of the fourth season.   The creator of the show had to change his intended storyline due to a Charlie Sheen-esque situation with Robert Downey, Jr., and I can't help but think of how God must feel every second of every day when the story lines He intends have to be altered because of the choices we make. 

I know He delights in co-authoring our stories with us.  That's kinda the point of all "this."  But knowing that more often than not it's His permissible will rather than His perfect will being done... I can't imagine that kind of hurt as a Creator.  And after some...interesting facebook posts this evening, I know I can't begin to fathom the hurt He experiences as we hurt each other.  I'm grateful that I'm incapable of feeling that; that it's a burden God doesn't intend for us to carry as He does.  But, by golly, we don't carry as much as He intends for us to carry either.  And He does mean for us to carry some. We've got to pay attention to the hurt around us and not only NOT contribute to it, but also be a balm for it.

"Ignorance rooting from ignoring is a selective state of unawareness."

If we claim Christ, ignorance is not an option.  Plain and simple. 

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