Despite the fact that it is a very dreary day, I am having a pretty good day. I just got back from a walk around campus and I feel very good despite my cold cheeks. I passed the grave yard; I will go wander around there sometime. I didn't today because I didn't want to get my shoes dirty and my pants wet. That would stink. I was thinking how sad it is that once someone dies they are buried and largly forgotten unless they did something really splended with thier life. We remember Abraham Lincone and Ceaser, but not people like Pearl Anne Baker (My great-great grandmother). When you think about it really, what is a human life but a leaf in the wind? However, we need not be depressed and fear because the king of all creation remembers our name and has called us to be his own. Because I am his, my name will never be forgotten- it is written in the book of life. Because I belong to the King, my body will rot and my earthly name be forgotten, but my essence, *me*, will sing with the angels in heaven. Wow. The things we learn from the simplest occurances in our life.
I am feeling really sorry for Dr. Sulton right now. He canceled his recital and has not been seen all day. I am not sure why; I wonder if he will tell us why during studio class. I was afraid that he might kill himself from being in "recital mode", but now I think he will have bigger problems. As strang as he is, and as much as I laugh at him, I geninly like and respect him. I hope that he copes well and gets over this dissapointment quickly.
I can't think of anything else even remotly interesting to say. I am done.
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