Saturday, May 23, 2020

As a bird to my mountain or to my high tower and God of my salvation?

I’ve had a rough few days since Tuesday. I think it started because I felt overconfidently ahead on my schoolwork, and combined with procrastination for one school assignment in particular (a forum post), I ended up fleeing to a rather absorbing idle game that was not very idle at all. It inspired me to work harder on my own idle game, though I wasn’t inspired enough to actually drop it. I was negligent in most of my other projects, and I got an email from my bank in Japan that makes me extremely anxious every time that I think about it. I need to contact some people, mostly from church but also a few others, and that makes me nervous because it’s a stressful thing. Furthermore, Mom started hinting this week that I should get a job. I need these anxieties to light a fire under me but without disturbing my sleep like they did last night. I’ve also determined that while I can skip a day without a schedule, it’s better not to, and two days is out of the question. Furthermore, starting the day with exercise rather than putting it off gives me a better frame of mind.

I did finally register for my public speaking class, and I cooked a couple of things that were quite tasty. On Monday I made cajun shrimp and vegetables. It probably would have been fine like that, but I mentioned to Mom that I had also planned to put sausage in it, so she whipped that up real quick and added it. With the sausage it was a little too fatty, but still quite good. Last night I made General Tso’s chickpeas. It was about as good as I could expect.

SCHOOLWORK
I got my assignments done for this week except for a couple of short ones that I’m confident I can finish today. Next week is kind of a heavy week though, so I need to maintain discipline. Furthermore, my public speaking class will start on Wednesday.

JOB
Hmm, nothing. I’m going to have to work very hard to meet the goal I set on Tuesday, because I haven’t made progress since.

EXERCISE
On Tuesday I rowed. Since then I’ve done one planking session per day.

SPANISH
I finished unit five and finally will soon start the preterite case. I’ve been wanting to reread the Name of the Wind because it’s a good book and apparently the third one is coming out this summer, so I bought the Spanish version for Kindle. I read the first (very short) chapter.

DIY
On Tuesday I attached pieces to the bottom of the square, but then I realized that my screws were too close to the end. On Wednesday I removed them and put them back in closer to the center so that I could drive the legs into those pieces. So I now have a table without a top. The top requires 1¼ inch screws that I thought we had but we don’t, so I can’t do anything with that yet. I’m also going to attach supports to the legs though, which I can do at any time. I’ll plan to do that today, after a bit of research about how to minimally adjust the length of a piece of wood, since I suspect that the length may not be quite ideal.

PROGRAMMING
Eventually I fixed the component (called a scrollspy) that I mentioned in the last entry. That’s pretty much the only thing I did, though.

PEOPLE JOURNAL
I wrote one more entry this morning and was again convicted of the importance of it.

BIBLE MEMORY
Psalm 27 has some really long verses. I haven’t had difficulty remembering them though. I’ve studied up to verse four, so it’s going slowly.

BIBLE READING AND PRAYER
I read Luke 22 today and was confused because of recently hearing about John’s account of the crucifixion, but when I remembered the source, the differences intrigued me. I read an article recently on Yahoo that talked about how Jesus didn’t give any sign of believing in heaven or hell, so I keep finding examples to disprove that. The devotionals talked about how we like to control our lives even though only God is in control, and that really spoke to me given my recent failings in control. Prayer was a pressing need—I was convicted.

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