Wow. That’s pretty much all I can say right now. Regardless of how you say it (frontward or backward) it’s still the same expression. There has been so much that has transpired over the past month that my head is spinning. I went back to school for my second semester of RN school, and I’m pretty sure that my head could possibly explode. I understand that I am an adult learner, that I got into this program knowing that it would be hard, difficult, and taxing…but, I’m a ‘monkey see, monkey do’ adult learner. If I’m shown how to do something, given pointers on how it’s done, and walked through the steps of how to do something I most of the time grasp what is going on. I don’t do well with being thrown into a situation, expecting to know how to do something that I’ve never done before. But alas…that’s my life as an adult learner. This could very well be the death of me. :) I’m still taking it one day at a time, trying to figure a way to quit my job and just do school full time…but not lose my house, car, or sanity. I’ve basically killed the Rain Forest so far this semester and it’s only been a month. I’ve participated in several discussion boards, have several more to accomplish this weekend before our test on Monday, and my goal on my next Wal-Mart trip is to buy a 5 inch binder because my three is already to small. It’s going to be a long semester…and yet here I type on this rather than reading about schizophrenia.
We had some awesome church this past month with Rev. Tony Stoddart from Joplin, MO. He is a walking testimony that God can take you through the fire and you still stand strong on the other side. His family has dealt with the judicial system, a tornado that wiped their city out that in turn made them lose some of their church, and a four wheeler accident that turned their child’s life upside down. Yet, Bro. Stoddart stood in front of us and told us how ‘faithful’ God is. About the ‘King that Lives in Me’. About a “change of reference point” that is required to stop thinking about the past and focusing on the future. That we just have to ‘keep plowing’, we may get tired but we have to preserver. We need to ‘Look Who’s Holding the Baby’ and to ‘Nourish It’ no matter what, it’s ours and we have this gift that we have been given. We may need to separate ourselves from some things…but it has life and we need to let it grow. It was a great two weekends that we were privileged to have him in our church.
My friend, Kim, had her baby on Monday, 2/6. She was 28 weeks along and by the grace of God was saved by a nurse that was reviewing her chart and realized that she could possibly have HELLP Syndrome. Some crazy stuff. BUT, the baby was perfectly formed, strong, and was names Gyddeon Andre…a mighty warrior. Scary stuff, but an awesome turnout.
<– The mighty Gyddeon Andre Frost :)
Following is the story of the picture…taken by his dad:
Just got back from seeing my mighty warrior…i love him so much……..i was talking to him and reading outta bible and told him people across the nation was praying and about many lives he’s already touched and that we were going to have prayer before I left and stuck my hand finger in there and he reached up and grabbed my hand. — Bronson Frost
Well, I need to be wrapping this up…still have a paper on Schizophrenia to do before tomorrow morning and I’ve wasted enough time venting…plus my arm is going numb and I need to do some exercises. My brain is having issues the past couple of weeks, not sure how much is stress related, MS related, or just dumbness. I will not allow myself the crutch of ‘illness’ to rule my life, but I do need some relief and a way to remember things. Two and 1/2 more semesters…I can do this. :)