Thursday, July 12, 2007

May God bless whoever it was that was praying for me this morning,
or in general. (I suspect my dear mom)

I was really depressed last night and this morning, but then God gave
me this song that somehow lifted me out of it, though it may not
seem like a really happy song. Here's the song:

Man of sorrows
Help me in my sorrow
You have taught me to call on Your Name
Help and heal me
Keep me ever near Thee
Make me so sure You'll not turn me away

Man of sorrows
Help us in our sorrows
Though we're like clouds ever drifting away
You have bought us
With a price so precious
May your broken body confront us when we stray

Man of sorrows
Help us in our sorrows
Against self-pity give strength to contend
May we know you
Deeper through the sorrow
That in your mercy you allow or send

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Thanks for stopping by my Xanga - sorry I haven't checked here in a while! I think it's been since May, before your update that month. I figured you were super busy w/ grad school, and I'm glad you have the summer to relax from it now!

So interesting to read the last several entries and catch up on what's going on w/ you. :) I love the poems/lyrics; they're so personal and expressive and revealing about what you've been going through.

About the Catholic boy - it sounds to me like he really loves God, and if Catholic traditions help him feel closer to God (which I kind of agree with, even though I don't go to a Catholic church - because I think solemn traditions can help you feel more reverential toward the Almighty Father) then it is good that he is going with something that will grow his faith and inspire him. That's my take on the situation, anyway. And of course I don't know all the details. (My first boyfriend was Catholic, but unsaved and non-practicing, so that's a whole different situation.)

Thanks for the advice about my co-workers... they're usually not that bad, and I actually get along quite well with two of the lesbians. The other day, though, I heard them totally trashing Christians (they found a tract in the bathroom and were making fun of it) and so now I have no clue what sort of approach could possibly be taken on that subject that they would ever listen to. *sigh*

Well, take care, and I miss ya, and I hope confusing situations work themselves out in God's perfect will, and that He gives you peace about them. :) (Hm, the song "Praise You in This Storm" by Casting Crowns just popped into my head.) Boys certainly drive me nuts, too - even if you find a really great one who seems to be a perfect match for you, it may not work out due to lifestyle and location details, or financial stability issues, especially for us "starving artist" types... *sigh* (Okay, yes, I am hinting about that guy in Arkansas, Daniel, who is a writer and trying to get published and not having any kind of stable, regular job...)

Oh, that reminds me - I am hopefully going to Arkansas at the beginning of next month to visit Lorissa and the baby, and Daniel, and pick up the rest of my stuff before they throw it in their inferno of a garage, which also tends to flood (yikes). They want to move the baby into my old room before too long. Plus, I miss certain things that I left there, not realizing how long I would be gone (and not exactly moving back, now). Daniel has promised that he will make my visit "well worth it" - tee hee. Wonder what that means...

Lisa said...

:-) Thanks for the input. Yeah for LONG comments!