I'm actually enjoying uni. Very weird. Tuesday is probably the best day, I have popular music studies and jazz history. Pop studies is engaging and I love talking about all the issues and how people view things and how caught up music is with boundaries and stereotypes and limitations! And jazz history is just plain fun.
It's weird.
It's like I've rediscovered music. It happens when a song comes on that seems to fit the shape of my heart and I feel completely in sync with it. I get the same feeling when I read the bible and am reinforced in my beliefs that I am nothing, nothing at all and yet God in his abundant mercy and love accepts me as I am because of Jesus. There's nothing that beats that...nothing. What is music is there is not God? God created music. How could I ever worship music over God? Never.
It's weird. I have never considered my having a lifelong medical condition to be a barrier to my faith in God.... suffering does not negate God. For he came down to earth in human form and endured suffering of the greatest kind, for me and for you. And I'm complaining that I have a sucky pancreas? Never. Even in the midst of suffering, I see my blessings for all they're worth. Amazing. Wonderful. The best. I have life through Jesus.
I know this post is a little all over the place, but you know when you have an urge to just write something of significance, of worth, something worth reading? I had that urge, and I'm not sure I fulfilled it, but I did it anyway. I admire people whose every word is a word that is worth hearing. There aren't too many of those people around, I for one am definitely not one. But the people that are, are pure gold.
