Out of Egypt:

i think the time is wrong in this computer lab

It's actually 3 PM in EST, is it not? [Update: according to the date stamp, it's actually 4.] Well, I'm back at Covenant and extremely stressed about finances, etc. Then this post comes up on the Wittenberg Floor, which I typically avoid like the plague, saying, "Are we poor? No, we are very rich." God, thanks for the reminder.

Sometimes I forget what I learned in the mental hospital - that my life is not my own. I can deal with whatever happens, because it's not in my hands. Leave Covenant, lose my possessions, live on the street - I can't escape the love of God. So all my worries about my car, the size of my apartment, and so on are petty. I must count them rubbish for the sake of following Christ.

My philosophy, as I explained to Sarah Jones yesterday: "Don't worry about the things beyond your control." I can do that regarding people's attitudes; can I do that regarding my circumstances? Or do I need the life I want?

As far as I know, the worst case scenarios I compulsively run through my head whenever my plans go wrong will not happen. The Stafford loan money will come in, I'll get cash credit for the extra so I won't go hungry, I'll graduate on time. But I need to learn not to care for tomorrow even if they did.

Hey - you should come and visit us in the yellow house in St. Elmo.

Posted by: Keri at August 21, 2005 4:30 PM