embracing the ethereal

s3c0nd we3k

As the second week is nearing its end, I look back at the days and can say that this week was pretty decent. I can also say that it was probably my busiest week at Capernwray thus far. Some of the events included: obtaining my new duty which is breakfast serving (really fun, but it's been difficult for me to get up at 7:00 and feel awake throughout the day), covering for 3 other peoples duties, helping with working on the yearbook, attending classes, and going on a photography journey with some other students. Somehow we ended up on the other end of the island, but thankfully we caught a ride in the back of a truck to get to the harbour. There was a lot of sawdust in the back, and I was wearing black pants, which led to me being somewhat filthy. It was cool though, as I thought that it was more funny than anything. I will post pictures.

Hey Saturday Sun

  

How Can I Know You?

God, it's like I can I only see you with my eyes closed
How can I know you when we're never face to face?
It seems like we're friends that met once years ago
and we'll never know each other quite the same

Even if I reached as far as I could to the sky
I would not come close
And maybe that's why I need you?
But how can you touch me
when I don't know where you are?

My October eyes and yours of June
My October eyes and yours of June

Back Again

I'm only a few days into the second semester, but so far it has been pretty nice. Overall, I have enjoyed seeing the people here again, even though I was rather nervous at first. Anyway, I'll quickly note some thoughts I have had recently. I have been wondering how one is supposed to feel God's presence, since he is not necessarily revealed through our five senses? I feel like I am spiritually blind and disconnected from what a lot of other followers of Christ have, that I do not have hold of. However, I think that I may have not been giving him enough credit, and that he could be shown through every day occurrences. I do have a lot to be thankful for, and I don't think that my heart is as thankful as it should be a lot of the time. I'll probably post some pictures and other stuff on Saturday, but I need to go for now. The internet will be offline shortly ... thanks for reading :)

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 :)