Two classes down, and lots of work to do already. I'm back for my second dose of statistics and the third professional seminar course of the trilogy. This semester, I'll also get to work on an independent study in my interest area and hopefully I'll be taking a class via the consortium at the University of Maryland. Packed semester, but looking forward to it.
Of course, once I was seated in those all too familiar classrooms it felt like I'd never left; summer "break" definitely seemed like a distant memory. But hey, the faster we get started, the faster I get through.
Today, conversations everywhere were focused on the recent earthquake, this morning's aftershock (which I slept straight through) and the looming hurricane Irene; it didn't help that there was a crazy rainstorm adding special effects in the background. It's all a bit overwhelming, but like I said, instead of focusing on fear, I will be prepared and prayed up while I continue to live. I created some goals for this semester that should help focus me and prepare me to really take advantage of this opportunity. I challenge myself to read beyond assignments, and to attend conferences and other events that will augment what I learn in the classroom. I plan to really get myself actively involved in the community in different capacities. I also need to get to know what Professors are around the campus, and plan to set up appointments to talk with Professors in other departments, especially those in my interest area.
An update on the challenge: I got an email from a community official who is interested in talking more about my idea for The Help discussion group. I'll email him back in the morning and prayerfully have something in the works real soon. Tomorrow I'll also make some follow up phone calls about volunteering with adolescents in the community.
I'm looking forward to a solid and positively adventurous semester. I'll let you know next week how the other classes go.
Thursday, August 25, 2011
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
5.8...Why be afraid if you have faith?
Today I was on campus getting forms filled out for class. A little after 1:30pm I met and struck up a conversation with a first year PhD student with an amazing story. He actually had been in the program before, got five years in, and then got deployed to Iraq. Thankfully, he returned safely from service. Unfortunately, he has to start ALL over. As he calmly shared the story, I was inspired by his patience, commitment, and lack of complaint. He is graciously taking the hand that he has been dealt, and simply moving forward. What an example!
Ironically, however, in the midst of our conversation, there was a sudden shake...OF THE WHOLE BUILDING. Our initial thought was that a truck had passed, nudging the ground and forcing things to temporarily shift, but then it continued. The quick building movement became a prolonged building sway. The entire structure of the school of Social Work rocked back and forth before our eyes. Mid-conversation, we were forced to seek safety. Outside of the lab where we were talking, people were slowly coming to the conclusion that we were experiencing an EARTHQUAKE! Some braced in doorways, while others plotted escape. Everyone eventually evacuated the building and the campus was crowded with students and staff, awaiting instruction, trying to make sense of the events, and searching for phone service to contact loved ones. I tried relentlessly to call my mom, at that point thinking we were the only ones to have been shaken up, only to discover busy signals everywhere.
The news began to spread that an earthquake of 5.8 magnitude struck the East Coast. After hours of trying, I finally got a hold of family and friends. Everyone was safe.
Thankfully, my classmate was on campus and was eventually able to give me a ride home.
Just yesterday I called Lawrence because I was feeling weird and worried about a lot of things, including his dad's health. He reminded me that I could spend my time worrying about things I can't change, or relying on faith in a God who can. After getting home today, I took out my prayer rug and just surrendered all to prayer. When I woke up this morning, I had no idea of the turn that this day would take. I'm truly grateful for yet another opportunity to witness God's mercy and grace, and to be here to share the story.
Ironically, however, in the midst of our conversation, there was a sudden shake...OF THE WHOLE BUILDING. Our initial thought was that a truck had passed, nudging the ground and forcing things to temporarily shift, but then it continued. The quick building movement became a prolonged building sway. The entire structure of the school of Social Work rocked back and forth before our eyes. Mid-conversation, we were forced to seek safety. Outside of the lab where we were talking, people were slowly coming to the conclusion that we were experiencing an EARTHQUAKE! Some braced in doorways, while others plotted escape. Everyone eventually evacuated the building and the campus was crowded with students and staff, awaiting instruction, trying to make sense of the events, and searching for phone service to contact loved ones. I tried relentlessly to call my mom, at that point thinking we were the only ones to have been shaken up, only to discover busy signals everywhere.
The news began to spread that an earthquake of 5.8 magnitude struck the East Coast. After hours of trying, I finally got a hold of family and friends. Everyone was safe.
Thankfully, my classmate was on campus and was eventually able to give me a ride home.
Just yesterday I called Lawrence because I was feeling weird and worried about a lot of things, including his dad's health. He reminded me that I could spend my time worrying about things I can't change, or relying on faith in a God who can. After getting home today, I took out my prayer rug and just surrendered all to prayer. When I woke up this morning, I had no idea of the turn that this day would take. I'm truly grateful for yet another opportunity to witness God's mercy and grace, and to be here to share the story.
Monday, August 22, 2011
Don't You Set Down On Those Steps Cause You Find It's Kinda Hard
So, feeling a little strange. Just returned to Maryland this morning and preparing to begin classes this week. It's always kind of weird to leave family and friends to return to school. No matter what's going on academically, life is always happening. There's been lots going on at home, and while I've been working on giving things to God, I can't help but want to fix EVERYTHING and make sure that EVERYONE is happy and well. There was a point this weekend where I really had to remind myself to relinquish control, and stop trying to sit in God's seat all the time. But, I'm human, and it's tough to consistently remember to just surrender, and do what you can.
I'm a little anxious, very tired, and a little worried about some family and friends who've been going through health challenges. Into all of these situations, I pray for peace of mind, body, and spirit. A few people have also had loved ones pass recently, I pray for God's comfort and assurance. I trust that God is ever-present and taking care of things as always.
As much as I could wallow in sadness right now, I choose to transform my energy so that the remainder of the week can be powerful and uplifting.
Update on Be a Blessing Week One: today, I spoke with the movie theater manager and the manager of the community center about hosting a community discussion for The Help. They both gave me information for people to speak with to help make it happen, so I'm sending emails to follow up. Will keep you posted on that progress.
This week, I want to focus on adolescents. I plan to attend a screening of this documentary called The MLK Streets Project which follows 10 DC youth who travel and report on the conditions of streets named for Dr. King around the country (http://www.brownpapertickets.com/event/188556). I will also contact a local youth agency to inquire about volunteering with their teens, and I will check in with those friends and family who've committed to participating in this effort and see what stories they have to share about making a contribution to the lives of others. I will also continue to make good on my last week's commitment of getting this discussion group going.
When I was little, my mama used to always quote this Langston Hughes poem:
Well, son, I'll tell you:
Life for me ain't been no crystal stair.
It's had tacks in it,
And splinters,
And boards torn up,
And places with no carpet on the floor—
Bare.
But all the time
I'se been a-climbin' on,
And reachin' landin's,
And turnin' corners,
And sometimes goin' in the dark
Where there ain't been no light.
So, boy, don't you turn back.
Don't you set down on the steps.
'Cause you finds it's kinder hard.
Don't you fall now—
For I'se still goin', honey,
I'se still climbin',
And life for me ain't been no crystal stair.
While I will acknowledge the mixed emotions that I have at this very moment, I will keep climbing, even when life doesn't feel like no crystal stair.
I'm a little anxious, very tired, and a little worried about some family and friends who've been going through health challenges. Into all of these situations, I pray for peace of mind, body, and spirit. A few people have also had loved ones pass recently, I pray for God's comfort and assurance. I trust that God is ever-present and taking care of things as always.
As much as I could wallow in sadness right now, I choose to transform my energy so that the remainder of the week can be powerful and uplifting.
Update on Be a Blessing Week One: today, I spoke with the movie theater manager and the manager of the community center about hosting a community discussion for The Help. They both gave me information for people to speak with to help make it happen, so I'm sending emails to follow up. Will keep you posted on that progress.
This week, I want to focus on adolescents. I plan to attend a screening of this documentary called The MLK Streets Project which follows 10 DC youth who travel and report on the conditions of streets named for Dr. King around the country (http://www.brownpapertickets.com/event/188556). I will also contact a local youth agency to inquire about volunteering with their teens, and I will check in with those friends and family who've committed to participating in this effort and see what stories they have to share about making a contribution to the lives of others. I will also continue to make good on my last week's commitment of getting this discussion group going.
When I was little, my mama used to always quote this Langston Hughes poem:
Well, son, I'll tell you:
Life for me ain't been no crystal stair.
It's had tacks in it,
And splinters,
And boards torn up,
And places with no carpet on the floor—
Bare.
But all the time
I'se been a-climbin' on,
And reachin' landin's,
And turnin' corners,
And sometimes goin' in the dark
Where there ain't been no light.
So, boy, don't you turn back.
Don't you set down on the steps.
'Cause you finds it's kinder hard.
Don't you fall now—
For I'se still goin', honey,
I'se still climbin',
And life for me ain't been no crystal stair.
While I will acknowledge the mixed emotions that I have at this very moment, I will keep climbing, even when life doesn't feel like no crystal stair.
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
30 days til 30!
So in just one month, I will celebrate my third decade on this planet. At this point in my life, I'm a firm believer in creating the life that I want to live. After this past experience with my week of exams, I awakened a new energy in my life in terms of recognizing my ability to take myself to the next level, and make things happen.
For the next thirty days I will embark on an adventure in being a blessing, and welcoming my blessings. Each week, I will conduct some form of service that will make a difference in the life of someone else. My contribution can be of whatever magnitude I set it out to be, just as long as I do something for someone else.
I've learned of myself over this past year that I am hesitant to ask others for things. I never want to be a burden, and I mainly try to accomplish things on my own. Well, being a student has really challenged my independent woman mantra. Sometimes, you have to ask for what you need, and want. So, for the next thirty days, I will share a birthday wish list with friends and family who are interested in being a blessing to me in this way. This list will include some fun things to keep me balanced and some things that it would be helpful for me to have to start off this second year of school. It will also have room for others to share something with me that they think will be helpful as I enter my new decade, whether it be words of wisdom or anything else they wish to share.
Below, I will include a working list of wish list items which I will update and add links to when I get a chance. I will also outline my first service opportunity.
30 Wishes:
Dinner dates with friends Girls weekend with my Mom
My sisters to come visit me in DC My college girls to come visit me in DC
Money towards text books Gap denim jacket
Mani-pedi at a nice DC spa salon H&M gift cards
Trader Joe's Groceries Mastercard/Gift cards for bills
Multi-color ikea picture frames Weekend trip to Miami
Ikea end tables Beyonce concert tickets
Tall standing Lamps Jill Scott Concert ticket
Wall art for my living room Fun 30th Bday Bash (organized by my Big Sister)
Living room tv Pier One papsan cream fuzzy cushion
Movie tickets Tea Pot
Lion King tickets Singing Lessons
Air Max 95s (the lime green or orange ones) Website developer to create website for my business
Victoria's Secret Pink gift cards Target gift cards
Start up of college fund for my nieces
AND: for 30 friends to join me on my 30 day be a blessing challenge
Be a blessing week one: Last night I went with my friend Jessica to see the Help. We've been talking about it for months and treated ourselves to an after Qualifying exams viewing of the movie. I thought about all the controversy surrounding the book and the author, and figured that the movie could actually make for a great vehicle to encourage women to just talk about our experiences as women, and our interactions with women who are different than us, from a historical and contemporary perspective. So, here's the plan, I will go and speak with movie theater managers in New York and DC about hosting a round table discussion following a showing of the movie. With their support I will organize women to watch and then dialogue. Ultimately, at the end of each discussion, we will come up with a group project which could promote ongoing, open, honest conversations about things that matter.
So, that's what I plan to contribute. I ask that you hold me accountable and join me on this journey. I'm excited about being a channel for blessings and transformation, and about continuing to be blessed. What you put out into the Universe, definitely gets noticed, and returned.
Here's to a fantabulous thirty-me!
For the next thirty days I will embark on an adventure in being a blessing, and welcoming my blessings. Each week, I will conduct some form of service that will make a difference in the life of someone else. My contribution can be of whatever magnitude I set it out to be, just as long as I do something for someone else.
I've learned of myself over this past year that I am hesitant to ask others for things. I never want to be a burden, and I mainly try to accomplish things on my own. Well, being a student has really challenged my independent woman mantra. Sometimes, you have to ask for what you need, and want. So, for the next thirty days, I will share a birthday wish list with friends and family who are interested in being a blessing to me in this way. This list will include some fun things to keep me balanced and some things that it would be helpful for me to have to start off this second year of school. It will also have room for others to share something with me that they think will be helpful as I enter my new decade, whether it be words of wisdom or anything else they wish to share.
Below, I will include a working list of wish list items which I will update and add links to when I get a chance. I will also outline my first service opportunity.
30 Wishes:
Dinner dates with friends Girls weekend with my Mom
My sisters to come visit me in DC My college girls to come visit me in DC
Money towards text books Gap denim jacket
Mani-pedi at a nice DC spa salon H&M gift cards
Trader Joe's Groceries Mastercard/Gift cards for bills
Multi-color ikea picture frames Weekend trip to Miami
Ikea end tables Beyonce concert tickets
Tall standing Lamps Jill Scott Concert ticket
Wall art for my living room Fun 30th Bday Bash (organized by my Big Sister)
Living room tv Pier One papsan cream fuzzy cushion
Movie tickets Tea Pot
Lion King tickets Singing Lessons
Air Max 95s (the lime green or orange ones) Website developer to create website for my business
Victoria's Secret Pink gift cards Target gift cards
Start up of college fund for my nieces
AND: for 30 friends to join me on my 30 day be a blessing challenge
Be a blessing week one: Last night I went with my friend Jessica to see the Help. We've been talking about it for months and treated ourselves to an after Qualifying exams viewing of the movie. I thought about all the controversy surrounding the book and the author, and figured that the movie could actually make for a great vehicle to encourage women to just talk about our experiences as women, and our interactions with women who are different than us, from a historical and contemporary perspective. So, here's the plan, I will go and speak with movie theater managers in New York and DC about hosting a round table discussion following a showing of the movie. With their support I will organize women to watch and then dialogue. Ultimately, at the end of each discussion, we will come up with a group project which could promote ongoing, open, honest conversations about things that matter.
So, that's what I plan to contribute. I ask that you hold me accountable and join me on this journey. I'm excited about being a channel for blessings and transformation, and about continuing to be blessed. What you put out into the Universe, definitely gets noticed, and returned.
Here's to a fantabulous thirty-me!
Monday, August 15, 2011
In Recovery
I'm not even sure what to say. My body and mind are working to return to normal functioning. The closest I can get you to understanding what I just did is to basically explain that for the past 168 hours I sat to a computer and typed my heart out.
When the first test day finally arrived, after a breakfast of champions, I sat at my makeshift study corner, and I anxiously awaited the arrival of the email with the dreaded questions. 10am came, no test. 10:15, no test. I got nervous, and a little frustrated, because I just wanted to get started...so I could get done.
On day one, I organized myself and made a plan to conquer the exam. I pushed through the first two days in pretty much the same fashion; I outlined and then executed the History and Philosophy section then went to bed at around 12am, but little did I know, those were going to be the better days of this experience.
All I can say is after day three of sitting in my apartment, I started to slowly lose it. By day four, I cried.
Around the midpoint of the process, I couldn't eat, my nerves were shot, and I wasn't seeing my bed before 4am. There was this strange dance between determination and concession; a few times, I seriously thought the test was going to win.
But I pushed through. I realized that the only thing in the way of the other side of this exam was me. Either I was going to do it, or I wasn't.
A few weeks ago, Lawrence gave me a beautiful prayer rug, and every morning during the exam I spent time with God, asking to be shored up with the energy, wisdom, and strength to make it through. Well, I'm here, able to celebrate the victory.
While I would have much preferred to never have to do 10 months of work in a mere week, I definitely learned a lot about myself as a scholar, and a conqueror. I really can proudly say that I fought my way to this finish line with weaponry that I didn't even know I had.
But, no sleep for the weary. In just a few days I'll be back in the classroom working to make it happen all over again; at the end of next summer I'll have Comprehensive Exams to overcome. In the meantime, however, I'm going to allow my body to recover, so it can get ready for the next leg of this journey.
Year two, #leggo!
When the first test day finally arrived, after a breakfast of champions, I sat at my makeshift study corner, and I anxiously awaited the arrival of the email with the dreaded questions. 10am came, no test. 10:15, no test. I got nervous, and a little frustrated, because I just wanted to get started...so I could get done.
On day one, I organized myself and made a plan to conquer the exam. I pushed through the first two days in pretty much the same fashion; I outlined and then executed the History and Philosophy section then went to bed at around 12am, but little did I know, those were going to be the better days of this experience.
All I can say is after day three of sitting in my apartment, I started to slowly lose it. By day four, I cried.
Around the midpoint of the process, I couldn't eat, my nerves were shot, and I wasn't seeing my bed before 4am. There was this strange dance between determination and concession; a few times, I seriously thought the test was going to win.
But I pushed through. I realized that the only thing in the way of the other side of this exam was me. Either I was going to do it, or I wasn't.
A few weeks ago, Lawrence gave me a beautiful prayer rug, and every morning during the exam I spent time with God, asking to be shored up with the energy, wisdom, and strength to make it through. Well, I'm here, able to celebrate the victory.
While I would have much preferred to never have to do 10 months of work in a mere week, I definitely learned a lot about myself as a scholar, and a conqueror. I really can proudly say that I fought my way to this finish line with weaponry that I didn't even know I had.
But, no sleep for the weary. In just a few days I'll be back in the classroom working to make it happen all over again; at the end of next summer I'll have Comprehensive Exams to overcome. In the meantime, however, I'm going to allow my body to recover, so it can get ready for the next leg of this journey.
Year two, #leggo!
Thursday, August 11, 2011
Make Sure You Don't Go Get Your Nails Did!
Yeah, so at about 5:25am I was awakened by the sound of my brain rattling off an outline for my answer to a section of the exam. Rewind about 9 hours and I was literally forcing myself to conjure up words that I could hopefully type with the one eye that was barely opened. If you would have asked me a week ago, I would not have even been able to begin to imagine what this experience was going to be like.
In effort to get the inside scoop, my cohort member and I sent emails to our professors and spoke with more advanced students about their experiences, enlisting their advice for how to prepare. In one particular email that we got back from a Professor, she literally advised us not to think that we could do this exam while talking on the phone, getting our hair and nails done, or going to the grocery store. My classmate and I nearly keeled over in laughter; did she really think that she needed to advise us, PhD students, not to think that we could go get our nails done while taking the qualifying exams? Really?
Well, I have a confession. Yesterday, in the midst of the third leg of this 7-day race, my body literally shut DOWN! I could not think, could not eat, and truly wanted to escape from the walls of confinement that I'd been a prisoner to for over 72 hours. I really wanted to run to the nearest nail salon and get away from the madness. At the thought, I burst into laughter. It really happened. In my mini-psychotic break the idea of going to the nail shop actually entered my mind; and then I thought, good thing I was warned against giving in to that temptation!
Well, for the rest of the day yesterday I really struggled. I could barely get it together to read the questions off of the page, let alone answer them. But I tried to stick with it, until about 12am when my body literally said: NO MORE!
And here I am, awake before 6am, bursting with ideas of how to thoroughly finish the section of the exam that had taunted me...I chose to blog instead of go straight to work, though! I needed to just talk to somebody!
It's officially 6:10am on Day 4! I will go back to bed until about 7:30am, but I have safely stored my outline in my blackberry so that when I'm fully energized I can get back on my game. Two more sections to go!
All I can say is Lawd, have mercy...no, really, please...have mercy!
P.S. Dr. Smith, as SOON as I hand in this exam, I'm gone get me a pedicure!
In effort to get the inside scoop, my cohort member and I sent emails to our professors and spoke with more advanced students about their experiences, enlisting their advice for how to prepare. In one particular email that we got back from a Professor, she literally advised us not to think that we could do this exam while talking on the phone, getting our hair and nails done, or going to the grocery store. My classmate and I nearly keeled over in laughter; did she really think that she needed to advise us, PhD students, not to think that we could go get our nails done while taking the qualifying exams? Really?
Well, I have a confession. Yesterday, in the midst of the third leg of this 7-day race, my body literally shut DOWN! I could not think, could not eat, and truly wanted to escape from the walls of confinement that I'd been a prisoner to for over 72 hours. I really wanted to run to the nearest nail salon and get away from the madness. At the thought, I burst into laughter. It really happened. In my mini-psychotic break the idea of going to the nail shop actually entered my mind; and then I thought, good thing I was warned against giving in to that temptation!
Well, for the rest of the day yesterday I really struggled. I could barely get it together to read the questions off of the page, let alone answer them. But I tried to stick with it, until about 12am when my body literally said: NO MORE!
And here I am, awake before 6am, bursting with ideas of how to thoroughly finish the section of the exam that had taunted me...I chose to blog instead of go straight to work, though! I needed to just talk to somebody!
It's officially 6:10am on Day 4! I will go back to bed until about 7:30am, but I have safely stored my outline in my blackberry so that when I'm fully energized I can get back on my game. Two more sections to go!
All I can say is Lawd, have mercy...no, really, please...have mercy!
P.S. Dr. Smith, as SOON as I hand in this exam, I'm gone get me a pedicure!
Monday, August 8, 2011
Sequestered.
In just about two hours my inbox will receive the long awaited email. This email will contain the list of questions that will make up the Qualifying exams I've been diligently preparing for over the past few months. After reading these questions, I will literally write for the next SEVEN days until I finally walk my responses in to the Dean's Administrative Assistant...and then I wait...for about three or four months before I get them back.
I'm claiming this morning, with God, that I will have a clear mind (well, filled with the material it takes to pass these exams), full health, and complete faith in my ability to be victorious.
My refrigerator is stocked with fruits and vegetables (and frozen dinners -- no not HungryMan...some healthy stuff from Trader Joe's) and I've got plenty of water to keep me replenished. There's a sweet calm in my spirit, and I'm just ready to go!
There's a chance you won't hear from me until next week, but keep me in prayer. I sooooooo look forward to my next entry, on the other side of this experience.
Until then, #LEGGO!
I'm claiming this morning, with God, that I will have a clear mind (well, filled with the material it takes to pass these exams), full health, and complete faith in my ability to be victorious.
My refrigerator is stocked with fruits and vegetables (and frozen dinners -- no not HungryMan...some healthy stuff from Trader Joe's) and I've got plenty of water to keep me replenished. There's a sweet calm in my spirit, and I'm just ready to go!
There's a chance you won't hear from me until next week, but keep me in prayer. I sooooooo look forward to my next entry, on the other side of this experience.
Until then, #LEGGO!
Friday, August 5, 2011
Don't be Anxious...Just be Prepared!
So today, things definitely came full circle. For the past few weeks I've been ceaselessly cramming for this exam. I've been in the library, been in every study room in my building, had my books by the rooftop pool, and even had my laptop in the bathroom (don't judge me, I just didn't want to lose my train of thought)....I'se been STUDYING!
Tonight, after putting my stats book down after 150 pages of review, I heard, loud and clear: DON'T BE ANXIOUS, JUST BE PREPARED! It hit me just now, for the first time this whole summer, that I've actually been in action to prepare myself to successfully conquer these exams. When I posted on facebook about the looming test date, most of the encouraging feedback I got was to simply claim the victory. I can honestly say to myself, that I feel proud about how I've really been committed to working hard; I've sacrificed some things (including getting to see my boo this weekend :(, taking a real vacation, and attending lots of DC's festivities) but I know that my every sacrifice has been a true investment in my growth and ability to be a contribution.
After the intense anxiety and overwhelm of these last few weeks, I can honestly say that I feel a much needed calm, ushered in by the fact that I've been able to acknowledge that I've had my feet planted in a solid stance of preparation this whole time.
God is truly fantastic. Just this morning I read and forwarded this devotional to my classmate:
As I put down my stats book, just moments ago, I truly felt the breath of God's joy speak utter calm and confidence into my soul. I will not be afraid, I will be comforted by the fact that God's been preparing for all my needs before they even manifested in Earthly form.
God - I give thanks!
Ashe
Tonight, after putting my stats book down after 150 pages of review, I heard, loud and clear: DON'T BE ANXIOUS, JUST BE PREPARED! It hit me just now, for the first time this whole summer, that I've actually been in action to prepare myself to successfully conquer these exams. When I posted on facebook about the looming test date, most of the encouraging feedback I got was to simply claim the victory. I can honestly say to myself, that I feel proud about how I've really been committed to working hard; I've sacrificed some things (including getting to see my boo this weekend :(, taking a real vacation, and attending lots of DC's festivities) but I know that my every sacrifice has been a true investment in my growth and ability to be a contribution.
After the intense anxiety and overwhelm of these last few weeks, I can honestly say that I feel a much needed calm, ushered in by the fact that I've been able to acknowledge that I've had my feet planted in a solid stance of preparation this whole time.
God is truly fantastic. Just this morning I read and forwarded this devotional to my classmate:
Are you anxious or fearful about anything? The psalmist found strength and support and joy in God’s love. When we lay down our fears and anxieties before the Lord, His perfect love drives the fear away and breathes joy into our souls
As I put down my stats book, just moments ago, I truly felt the breath of God's joy speak utter calm and confidence into my soul. I will not be afraid, I will be comforted by the fact that God's been preparing for all my needs before they even manifested in Earthly form.
God - I give thanks!
Ashe
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