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Some things have changed since my last post while others have
not. We finally moved into the new
apartment. And might I say, it’s great
to have a room big enough to fit all of my furniture again. Other than that, I’m staying busy with
school, work, slip-n-slides, and the pool.
So far though, it’s been a one of my more laidback summers. The only trip I’ve taken is to Kansas City for the
Warped Tour. And that was just for a
day.
Besides that, it’s hard to believe this is my last summer of
college. I’ve really enjoyed college but
I’m eager to get my degree and move on.
Eventually I’d like to go back and get a master’s or law degree, but
right now I know where I’m supposed to go.
I’m not one to post Bible quotes on my Xanga, but this one
hit home. Plus it’s one of the officer’s
creeds so I’ll end with it.
SF
Psalm 144: A Psalm of David
Bless the LORD, who is my rock.
He gives me
strength for war
and skill
for battle.
He is my loving ally and my fortress,
my tower of
safety, my deliverer.
He stands before me as a shield, and I take refuge in him.
He subdues
the nations under me.
O LORD, what are mortals that you should notice us,
mere humans
that you should care for us?
For we are like a breath of air;
our days
are like a passing shadow.
Bend down the heavens, LORD, and come down.
Touch the
mountains so they billow smoke.
Release your lightning bolts and scatter your enemies!
Release
your arrows and confuse them!
Reach down from heaven and rescue me;
deliver me
from deep waters,
from the
power of my enemies.
Their mouths are full of lies;
they swear
to tell the truth, but they lie.
I will sing a new song to you, O God!
I will sing
your praises with a ten-stringed harp.
For you grant victory to kings!
You are the
one who rescued your servant David.
Save me from the fatal sword!
Rescue me
from the power of my enemies.
Their mouths are full of lies;
they swear
to tell the truth, but they lie.
May our sons flourish in their youth
like
well-nurtured plants.
May our daughters be like graceful pillars,
carved to
beautify a palace.
May our farms be filled
with crops
of every kind.
May the flocks in our fields multiply by the thousands,
even tens
of thousands,
and may our
oxen be loaded down with produce.
May there be no breached walls, no forced exile,
no cries of
distress in our squares.
Yes, happy are those who have it like this!
Happy
indeed are those who God is the LORD.
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