I came across this song tonight, I think it illustrates pretty well where I'm at in my (love) life. It's in French, but perhaps you'll still like it.
You can check out the lyrics here, they're in French and English.
Mostly I feel like my friends are dropping like flies, getting married or in relationships left and right. And if not my friends, I'm pretty sure there has been an increase in couples all across campus.
While I am pretty content being single right now, it still makes me wonder if and when that will happen for me.
I love music. I may not be a music junkie, but I do think it's fair to claim love. I don't sit on the computer for hours on end searching for new stuff, in fact I'm not a HUGE indie music fan. The truth? I am more than happy listening to who I consider the classics. I love me some Cat Stevens, Simon and Garfunkel, Fleetwood Mac, Neil Young and when I'm feeling crazy some Barry Manilow, Neil Diamond, and Celine Dion.
But, if I had to listen to only one artist for the rest of my life, I know exactly who I would choose.
James Taylor.
There is nothing like a James Taylor song to calm me down and put me at ease. Generally my favorite JT song is Fire and Rain, but in light of this cheery Christmas season, I thought it would be appropriate to link one of his Christmas covers, River. It may not be something you'd carol to the neighbors house with a thermos of wasil and a plate of cinnamon rolls... but I love it just the same.
Here's to you James, thanks for getting me through!
Cheers,
Sydnie Juniper
P.S. He'll be on tour in Paris at the same time I'll be there for study abroad... I'll look into it.
Deadlines. Appointments. Birthdays. Anniversaries. Waiting. When. Wishing. Clocks. Due Dates. Calendars. Sunrise. Sunset. Today. Tomorrow. Yesterday. Next Year.
What are we really measuring though?
A to-do list? Love? Learning? Friendship? Achievements? Making a difference?
You know something? Time is a strange concept.
I think I've been caught up too much in the concept of tomorrow. And, as a wise traveling salesman once said, "You pile up enough tomorrows, and you'll find you are left with nothing but a lot of empty yesterdays."
I originally began this post thinking about how great heaven will be. Thinking about how God's time is so different from how we define it on earth. Then I realized that I shouldn't be longing for that right now, because I only get this earthly experience once. Am I going to waste it longing for something else, or am I going to utilize it to gain knowledge for the next life? Lately I think I've been more focused on the first.
I have to chastise myself for that, even though sometimes I wish someone else would do it for me. All too often people perceive me as having it all together. I get a lot of people that come to me seeking advice, or just to confide in me. I don't know why (although I am honored they trust me). I don't feel like I have a lot to contribute to their situations. Those people who think I'm composed, they have got it all wrong. I have never felt so scattered and frazzled in my life. So pulled in different directions. And for as many times as I try to pull myself back together, I feel like there is a giant magnet pulling it all apart. Could it be that Satan is working extra hard on me this semester? Because that's what it feels like. Apathy. it's been on his front line of battle with me and it's time for me to call in the reserves and wipe it out. Deep down I seriously care about school and succeeding. However, I'm afraid that it might be a little too late to salvage my grades this semester. I'll do my best, but I'm going to just have to accept the consequences and just keep moving forward, because backwards is just not an option.
At least amid all of my uncertainty and instability there is one thing that remains constant. I have the restored gospel of Jesus Christ in my life. I know that God speaks to His children in these latter-days. I know that with the faith to pray, Heavenly Father will answer my prayers. He answered a humble 14 year old boys plea for truth, and I know that he is just as aware of plights in our everyday life to do the same for us.
I am as strong as my testimony, and I will pull through.
