First Semester

It's strange for me to think that the first semester of Bible school will be over in a few days, but I'm anticipating going home for awhile. I've been really thankful to be here for the past (almost) 3 months, and I am continually learning about myself, God, and other people. Honestly enough, I find that nearly every day there is something that upsets me, but I'm trying to persevere through my struggles even though it is difficult. I feel mixed up a lot of the time, and it makes it tiring to be around others and talk to them. What am I confused with, exactly? I am confused about who I am to other people, what the true identity of Jesus looks like, why we as people are entertained by such pointlessness, being told yesterday to just "have faith" and not try to comprehend, etc. I recognize that I cannot understand everything, but at the same time I do find importance in figuring out what is going on around me. I think that thinking through spiritual truths can allow us to gain a deeper understanding of what we are putting our faith into, and to embrace insight that will be helpful to us. God did give us a mind, so why are we afraid to use it? Well, we as humans use what we are given for bad purposes a lot of the time (myself included). That being said ... our minds can be used for good too, to focus on what helps us grow in God and honor Him. I don't think it's the same for everyone either, as no two of us are identical. It bothers me when people try to create peace by saying we are all the same. We are not, and that's why there are problems in the first place. It's not easy to love people with differences that we don't agree with, but God calls us to love them anyway, which is beyond our comprehension. My words don't do justice for what He wants to say either. Lately I have been feeling as though I really have nothing left to say, and that I've spoken enough words in my life to last me awhile. God does tell us to let our words be few, after all. Confusion is plebeian for me, and I worry that what goes on inside of me affects the way I am around others, in a negative manner. I certainly don't want to let these people down, but sometimes I just don't even know what to do with myself; I feel trite, worn out, and overwhelmed sometimes. Right now though ... I feel some peace in it all. As long as I live problems will come, but they will also go. Praying that "God's will be done" is a frightening prayer.

Dalama Jones

Yesterday I deleted my Facebook profile, so my music page is lost somewhere in cyberspace ... therefore, I decided to make this:

http://dalamajonesmusic.blogspot.ca/

This will be the new place for anything that has to do with Dalama Jones :)