It's happening again...

The syllabus shock.  

It's fairly difficult to combat, ya know.  The time comes for the semester to start up again and you realize that tomorrow is the day, and you should probably read your syllabi.  So you do.  

And then it hits.  The semester is going to be more difficult than you had imagined.  You feel a sense of desperation; you should probably get started on that reading.  But then you realize it is 10:25pm and instead you should go to bed.  You worry that your motivation will die off after a night of sleep.  You especially worry about the motivation because you still haven't started one of the most important 9-10 page papers of your seminary career and it is due in 2 1/2 weeks.  You freak out just acknowledging that fact.

So you go to bed with all these thoughts looming above you, and pray that somehow you will still get a good night's sleep.

A little off

Every once in a while, Jake and I say "I'm so glad."  Whenever this little phrase is mentioned, I always follow with "I'm a part of the family of God," as I return to my good ol' Baptist upbringing.  

Except the problem is... I was too young to understand some of the lyrics, so I made up what I thought they were.  I always thought it went:

"I'm so glad I'm a part of the family of God.

I've been washed in the fountain, cleansed by his blood.

Join hands together as we travel along...."

As Jake and I were singing it, he started laughing at me, and I realized that I never learned the correct lyrics.  I had to look them up and when I did, I realized why a 7-year old might have to make up lyrics that make a little more sense.  The correct lyrics are:

"I'm so glad I'm a part of the family of God.

I've been washed in the fountain, cleansed by his blood.

Joint heirs with Jesus as we travel this sod..."

Nice, eh?

Insanity

Tomorrow morning I am starting my intercession class, which will be a New Testament class over the Epistles and Revelation.  Basically it's a semester-long class that's jammed into a two-week format, so it will be fairly intense.  I took the first New Testament class last year over intercession, and it worked well for my brain (aka I learned way better that way).  However, it's a lot of work.  We have quizzes over our reading for each day (which can be up to 80 pages of heavy stuff plus a few different books of the Bible), I will have my midterm exam after my first week, and my final exam the weekend after week two.  In addition to all of that, I will have an Inductive Bible Study paper of 13-18 pages in length due 4 weeks after my class.  That paper is going to be killer.

So pretty much all of this to say that I will likely be out of commission for the next couple of weeks.  Prayer would be much appreciated. :)

The Phantom in our Carpet

Last night Jake and I realized that a spot on our carpet near the kitchen was sopping wet.  Neither of us spilled anything on it, and there was no trace of water anywhere else.  I continued to try to dry it throughout the evening, but it didn't really seem to get much more dry.  As we live on the first floor, we looked to the ceiling to see if there were any water marks on the wall.  Nope.

We left it alone to see if it would dry overnight.  It was definitely more dry this morning, so we thought we were in the dry.  (hardy-har-har)  

Then tonight, it came back.  And it was even more huge than before.  Except we found a water puddle on the kitchen tile too, even though it wasn't next to the carpet.  We checked under the sink and everything.

I think it's a Phantom.  I suppose if we get any letters signed "PTC" (Phantom of the Carpet), we'll know we're in business.  I wonder if he wants money.