A day in the life of a student...

Yesterday morning I listened to one of my podcasts at random. it was about the controversial passages at the end of the gospel of Mark and the explanation that scripture can indeed be trusted and why so. I get to work, and I phoned one of my professors for the class I am taking in August to ask a question about one of the pre-assignments. He answers my question and I dig into the assignment at my lunch hour. My task was to dig into the book of Jonah, chapter 2.. find whatever I could. That was 2PM when I finished that. At 3PM, a friend needed a 15 minute counseling session. Counselee reported that she felt that she was trapped inside a vacuum. The very thing that I needed to say was from the second chapter of Jonah. THe exact very thing.

AT 5PM, I finished work and ducked inside a conference room where I attend distance learning class via DVD. I am on session #7 out of 13. This session was a huge discussion on the controversial passages in the book of Matthew and whether or not they belong or were added later since they are not in some early manuscripts. So I start and end the day with a discussion of controversial passages in the gospels. I am not entirely sure why yet, but it has to do with God wanting me to trust Him and His word for everything. Nothing is random. I chose my courses months ago. I chose a random podcast that morning, and I am on an individualized schedule of watching the dvds for class. and yet, they were incredibly related.

My professors must be praying for me. I have not yet met either one of them.

Yet another paper

I haven't posted in a while because of school work. I am able to read other blogs while I am procrastinating getting my work done, but not able to post anything new and exciting.

The mulberry tree is in full fruit and there is a bird and squirrel show in front of my window every morning. The Orioles, Finches, Robins, Cardinals and Downey woodpeckers all visit each day. I will try to leave my camera there so I can capture them. I don't even need binoculars. My car underneath this tree is a June mess. I don't even mind anymore.

What is it with old people and birds? I do want binoculars for my birthday. A true sign of old age. I forgot to get that clarified in my Psychological Development across the lifespan class that I just took last week.