| In the end, I realize, I would have it no other way. So, I should be at peace and  again.
选择你的道路 虽然辛苦
因为人的心时常反反复复
但是我心里却永远相信
你是我主 你会为我开道路
我不要再为自己而活
只要单单来敬拜你
我不要再为自己的生活而忙碌
我只愿看见你国度降临
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| Why is it so hard to choose God sometimes? Why do I want to take matters into my own hands and do things the way I want? Yet, I know that if I do that, I will only regret. In the end, I can only choose HIM. I wish things weren't so complicated.
Now...for...Simple thing:
Huka Falls in New Zealand - being the country girl that I am...I always miss it! The water is so pure there! 
I want to fly away...Fly to Jesus and Live |
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| New semester, new challenges, makes me  . It seems like just when you feel like you can breath again, there are bigger challenges awaiting. I miss Wash U life!
Since school is making me sad again, I found something that makes me happy:
"Earthquake" - 12 scoops of ice cream + whip cream + cheeries 
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| e^(x) + e^(y) =/ e^(x+y)
e^(x+y) = e^(x)*e^(y)
Yesterday, I tired to derive a "simple" equation for an hour but
couldn't get it. Somehow, I was trying so hard to get it that I forgot
those properties above. I almost decided not to go to prayer meeting at
church because I thought I needed to finish that derivation. After I
came back 3 hours later, I derived the equation in 5 minutes using
those properties above. Isn't God amazing? He not only created the
world, but he also created "cute" math properties.
Also, I just want to say, thank you SO much for those who have been
praying for me. It's really helped! Even though things get harder and
harder, I feel less lost now.
Good Luck the next few weeks!!!!!! U CAN DO IT!
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| Do Do Do...its 3 in the morning...and I can't sleep because I took a 3 hour nap this evening. So I figured, maybe I'll update xanga - something I haven't done for almost a year. Wow, I am random!
Three weeks of grad school done, a ton more left to go . Things are so complicated here. I feel lost. But I will try and stay focused...
So if I stand let me stand on the promise that you will pull me through
And if I can't, let me fall on the grace that first brought me to You
So if I sing let me sing for the joy that has born in me these songs
And if I weep let it be as a man who is longing for his home
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