Singing in the Elevator

Have you ever noticed how people just get quiet on elevators? Well they do. It's weird.
You might even be talking right before you get on. But somehow when the doors close so do the mouths.
So this morning I get on the elevator with three coworkers and one of them says "Sing-a-long"
And the four of us go up singing "Aaaaamen, aaaamen, Aaaaamen, Amen, Amen" :)
I think I shall start out every morning singing amen in the elevator. he he he
Tomorrow is finally Friday. And thank God for that. I have my first test this week.
I'm just overwhelmed lately. But then who isn't these days?
Tonight I am waiting on the phone to ring. Who is calling Gina? Wouldn't YOU like to know.
It's funny how waiting one something seems to make it not happen. Maybe that is just my experience. Yeah. I am sure that is it.
God is teaching me something in a rather harsh fashion this week. It's about being obedient - just because. You know when you tell a child to do something, sometimes it is just because it needed doing. It's not because you wanted to give them something. I guess I need to keep that perspective. Being obedient carries it's own rewards and that is the thing that I need to be reminded of sometimes. That is this week in a nutshell.
Oh and I also learned that my Sunday learners do listen. After me using the word "hovel" this week and most of them laughing because they didn't know the word, one of them came back and said "I used 'hovel'" this week. :)
Look it up!
GB

Wrong... So Wrong

It's weird. Just when I think I have something licked... like my sarcastic attitude... something rears up and causes me to spout off. :P I think I just need to give in and be my own sarcastic self!
I'm learning a lot about myself now that things have picked back up. I started my last semester yesterday. Two days in I am not sure how I will make it to the end. I keep chanting - only two months - only two months.
After all, surely I can hold out for that long right?
Wouldn't it be nice if, while one area of your life goes completely insane, the others slowed down? Yeah, it would be wouldn't it? Instead it's like you become a chaos magnet. That is where I am right now. Everything that could pile on at once has decided to pile on.
Wah, wah, wah. :)
I have to say that I despise the physical side of my chosen degree. I suppose that the powers that be wanted any psych major to know about the ins and outs of the human nervous system. But I have NO desire to know these things! So on I trod - learning about neurons and dendrites and something that sounds like a mountain in Saudia Arabia.
Well that's enough for now I think. I must transfer to the bed before I fall over.
More later
GB

Goodfeathers

Long days seem to just be everyday these last few weeks.
I just seem to have to much going on. I wonder sometimes if I could go back to being in 2nd grade for a while. Why second grade?
I have no memory of second grade good or bad. That makes it seem like a good place to go back to for a little rest!!! :O)
I know my logic is probably a little off but hey. How bad could being 8 again be?
Tonight on the old tv is Goodfellas. I know nothing about Goodfellas and I can't seem to get into it. I loved the Animaniacs spoof of it (Goodfeathers) but I just can't seem to watch the real deal. I don't think I am missing much.

Chatty Cathy er... GinaBob

Well I'm on a roll so I am just going to keep going. :)
One of the things I am thinking about tonight is the grace of God.
I'm listening to a song from the 70s that is just incredible.
It's called Through It All. (lyrics) http://home.comcast.net/~cabernethy/Lyrics/ThroughItAll2.htm

I think songs like these speak to us all because we have all been through difficulties. There have definitely been times when I have doubted God's provision, sometimes even doubted His presence. But each time I come through I realize that He has been providing and He is there.

I think that is what strikes me about grace. No matter how faithless I have been He would never leave me. And if there is one thing that I think He wants to make sure I "get" out of this time in my life, it would be that I am not alone. I can run. But I cannot hide from the grace of God. You gotta trust me on this (well I don't suppose you HAVE to) but I know about this one a little bit! It's an overwhelming thought really. I have to admit that it is well beyond my grasp tonight.
I keep trying to write something after that thought but it won't quite come out right.
For tonight, this sleepy girl is going to bed, wrapped in the warm reminder that His grace is sufficient for all my needs.

Praise to my Father among whose matchless names is Faithful!

GB

On A Break

Relieving on the switchboard here at work. It's always an adventure. I have finished my list of things I can do while not at my own computer.
So here I sit... la la la...
Fun things to note from my day:
Many married people love to play matchmaker. Not many of them have set me in their sights.
But those that have are quite amusing.
For the record - many of us singletons (I didn't say all) enjoy knowing that you think we'd be perfect for your neighbor's best friend.
However I must throw in a big red caution flag. Use the "set up" sparingly and only with someone you know the other person would really be interested in. Your single friend will take your recommendation as a judgement on what you think of them.
If you choose scary bubba from down the street because "Hey... you are both single."
Well that's just wrong. :O)
And do ask first. The set up ambush can get ugly.

Before I go...

My pastor always talks about how much he loves the early morning. I just can't seem to get that. Sure I can get up and read and pray a bit, but an actual real live quiet time at 5am just eludes me. Now late night - that is a totally different story.
If I didn't have to get up, I proved this during my recent job hiatus, I wouldn't go to sleep before 5am. I have no reasoning for this.
I just seem to do my best thinking/writing/talking between the hours of dark-thirty and ridiculously late.
If you figure it out, let me know!
So tonight I am trying to force myself to settle down and not continue reading this book that I have borrowed. It's been a mostly depressing story that has seen me cry quite a bit. I think it is because it has reminded me how somethings in life are out of our control and are intensly painful.
So... to not leave on a depressing note let me state something from that sage SpongeBob Square Pantalones.
"Don't worry, tomorrow we'll be back for more frolic and fun."

Testing

It's 11:17pm now officially 6 hours past the time I said I would go to sleep tonight.
Whatever keeps you up tonight GB?
Excellent question. After reading some random blogs... and figuring out they were people I know in "real" life, I decided to throw down.
Two things to accomplish.
1.)Figure out if I even want to blog.
2.)Figure out how to get to sleep tonight.
In the mean time I have some traveling music with me, in the form of a new cd that I got this weekend.
<-- Woo... and may I say hoo