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| Kids do the strangest things. And their theories to fix it are even stranger.
So anyways... Daniel (6) somehow found a little pearl bead and somehow got it stuck in Nathan's (4) ear. It's complicated especially when the informant is bordering on hysterical. The two boys came into the kitchen (where I was helping Abby with her math) but I only realized what was happening when Daniel kept telling Nathan that the only way to get it out was to use the needle for stitching baseball gloves.  !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Naturally, I kept calm, (No, really I did!).
I sat Nathan down next to me so I could keep him from messing with his ear and accidentally pushing it further in. A few minutes later I looked again and tried wriggling his ear to get it out. It worked!! Thank goodness for earwax.... I think it helped it slide out. So, I called Mom and Dad and told them everything was alright.
In other news I passed Western Civ 1 today and am highly relieved. On to #2. | | |
| I passed US History 1! And I did better than I thought I would. Thank you for your prayers and support. US History 2 here I come! | | |
| This Friday I have a CLEP on US History 1. This really isn't a big deal except that I also have a really bad cold which means I keep falling asleep while studying. And I can't even sleep in! I'm so used to waking up at 6 am or a little earlier that by 7:30 I wake up and there is no possible I can fall back asleep.
I don't know if I can cancel this test and reschedule it. So if ya'll could pray that I would get over this cold, have wisdom about what to do about this CLEP, and finally that I would be able to recall the information for the CLEP. I hope ya'll have a better week than me! | | |
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Jesu, joy of man’s desiring,
Holy wisdom, love most bright;
Drawn by Thee, our souls aspiring
Soar to uncreated light.
Word of God, our flesh that fashioned,
With the fire of life impassioned,
Striving still to truth unknown,
Soaring, dying round Thy throne.
Through the way where hope is guiding,
Hark, what peaceful music rings;
Where the flock, in Thee confiding,
Drink of joy from deathless springs.
Theirs is beauty’s fairest pleasure;
Theirs is wisdom’s holiest treasure.
Thou dost ever lead Thine own
In the love of joys unknown. | | |
| Here is yet another hymn but... it's not as slow as the others. I love the way the author builds the song. In the first three verses the author, William Steffe, begins with a strong faith shown by the words Mine eyes, I have seen, and I have read. Think of replacing those words with, Oh... someone a long time ago and not very well known saw and read these things. Not very convincing or powerful is it? The power and majesty of God are described in verses 1-4 and the last two verses show His grace, beauty and gentleness. I know we generally only sing this song around patriotic holidays but think outside the box and enjoy it now.
Battle Hymn of the Republic
Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord:
He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored;
He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword:
His truth is marching on.
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
His truth is marching on.
I have seen Him in the watch-fires of a hundred circling camps,
They have builded Him an altar in the evening dews and damps;
I can read His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps:
His day is marching on.
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
His day is marching on.
I have read a fiery gospel writ in burnished rows of steel:
"As ye deal with my contemners, so with you my grace shall deal;
Let the Hero, born of woman, crush the serpent with His heel,
Since God is marching on."
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Since God is marching on.
He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat;
He is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgment-seat:
Oh, be swift, my soul, to answer Him! be jubilant, my feet!
Our God is marching on.
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Our God is marching on.
In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea,
With a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and me:
As He died to make men holy, let us die to make men free,
While God is marching on.
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
While God is marching on.
He is coming like the glory of the morning on the wave,
He is Wisdom to the mighty, He is Succour to the brave,
So the world shall be His footstool, and the soul of Time His slave,
Our God is marching on.
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Our God is marching on.
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