Weary, I run to you...

... for your arms are open wide.

Ah yes, great song. Anyway, I really am worn out at present. We are plugging through some material in class that is outside of the well-defined rules and muddled in the murk of nuance. I detest nuance and I feel kind of lost. But, as my teacher told us, if you don't like dealing with nuance you can go back to B1. And I'm not going back there! So onward I go...

I also had a long weekend that went fast. I spent 10 hours at church and 6 hours on my bike riding to and from church. I didn't feel at all rested coming into a week loaded with exams and presentations. Then, last night I had a dream where I was attempting to escape from a gang and the leader was pulling a gun on me just as I was jumping down from a car roof. I tried to go into a combat role in mid-air, a maneuver that doesn't work well when one is actually lying flat on one's back in bed. So I jerked myself awake at about 4 A.M. and had enough of an adrenaline rush to not be able to fall back asleep. So now I am tired.

All this to say, say a prayer for me please? :-)

Peanut Butter or Chocolate?

A lot of people love Jesus the way they love peanut butter. They really like to have Him once in a while, but they wouldn't want Him all the time and He isn't very exciting just by Himself.

Imagine what the church would be like if we all loved Jesus the way Francophones love chocolate. They eat it at all times of the day. They love it on bread, in cakes, in their milk, in their bread, on their fruit, and I think their preference is just plain, pure chocolate. It is present at every social event. They love to share it with their friends. They consider it to be more a necessity than a desire.

May we seek Jesus at all times of the day and in everything we do. May we seek our sufficiency and satisfaction in Jesus rather than chasing around religious ideas of our own making. May Jesus be present in all of our conversations and interactions, and may we learn to be dependent upon Him.

Versailles

Quick blog before bed- Today I went to the garden of Versailles with one of my professors, one of my friends (who is French as well), and his mom. If you have been praying that I would have more quality interactions with French people, this counts. :-) Here are some pictures.


Some pretty building whose name I have forgotten.


A horse. Believe it or not.


My friend, my professor, my friend's mom, me. Taken at arm length when they didn't suspect it!


Trees. Believe it or not.


Some bronze guy and his horses.