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Country: United States
State: Missouri
Metro: St. Louis
Interests: Jesus (someone more interesting than I am, that's for sure), music, people, ideas to chew on...
Expertise: time-wasting. Pretty sure that's the one thing I've about mastered. You're reading this, right? Case in point. And welcome to the club.
Occupation: Student
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Member Since:
8/9/2004
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| I was on here again today and realized I've hardly written anything in the past year... so for the sake of continuity, a follow up to last year's Feb 19 post: We're still remembering Tracy, and missing her, and trying not to think what life would be like if she were still here with us (but probably not trying too hard, because imagining her being here is a fun thought!). I'm probably not the best person for consoling words right now, but there are truths that remain regardless of the season... so I'll share something God reminded me the other day.
"Child...remember that to walk humbly before God is to walk in holy fear...He gives generously and abundantly, but He reserves the right to withhold, or retrieve, if it will help us grow closer to Him... Bargaining with the Giver is not an option. Nothing is guaranteed except Him being true to His character. Therefore let us thank Him for each day, whether full of treasures or trials, and praise Him for remaining Who He is. Let us seek His glory above our own, and in doing so learn to desire what He desires, which is what He will surely give us."
Psalm 36:9 "For with You is the fountain of life; in Your light we see light."
A big hug to each of you, my friends. | | |
| Lots of things to write...I was checking up on folks here, and just thought I should write something. That's about it. I think I miss being in touch with folks via Xanga, but not enough to spend the hours it would take to tell all the stories I'd like to tell.
Okay, that's it. I'm alive. | | |
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I miss you today. Just thought I'd let you know.
Hope we meet again soon.
Love,
Avril | | |
| ...it's been a while. I'm still really hesitant to put another post on here, and especially a personal one, since several folks have been kindly sent over by Google in regards to Tracy. Hard to believe it's been 2 1/2 months. We still miss her a lot. I had a chance to meet her parents when they came down to get her things, and that was....really good.
As for the remainder of this post....I guess I really don't have a whole lot to say. I am post-papers and post-jury and thus have quite a good deal of freedom in how I spend my time, and can write a post without feeling like I should be doing something else. Not that there aren't things to do. I think I have just enough to keep me out of trouble until next week's final presentation, after which I can concentrate on the most important event of all: going HOME.
Yes, that's right. I'm coming back to STL. for a little bit. Good times will be had by all. hopefully.
And finally, the reason I started this post in the first place:
Word of the Day
Saturday May 5, 2007
moil \MOYL\, intransitive verb:
1. To work with painful effort; to labor; to toil; to drudge.
2. To churn or swirl about continuously.
noun:
1. Toil; hard work; drudgery.
2. Confusion; turmoil.
Why should he toil and moil, and be at so much trouble to pick himself up out the mud, when, in a little while hence, the strong arm of his Uncle will raise and support him?
-- Nathaniel Hawthorne, The Scarlet Letter
Moil comes from Middle English moillen, "to soak, to wet," hence "to soil, to soil one's hands, to work very hard," from Old French moillier, "to soften, especially by making wet," ultimately from Latin mollis, "soft."
I find all facets of this word terribly fascinating. Especially because it seems to have this double meaning of hard work (generally seen as having an end result) and swirling confusion (generally seen as pointless). It's fascinating because so often the moil that is hard labor can seem like the moil that is continously swirling, at least until the end result is achieved....or at least unless the goal is kept faithfully in mind. Also fascinating is that the original root means "soft," although generally we think of painful effort as something that hardens our hands and stiffens our joints. I don't really have a final verdict of some hidden true meaning of this word, but these connections are interesting to think about....well, for me at least.
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| Friends....this one was something I debated over sharing on Xanga. I may take it off later...but at the risk of it seeming trivialized, I'm putting it on here and coveting your prayers. Don't want to type it out again, so here is some of the email I sent to my church yesterday:
"Dear Covenant Fellowship Family~
I have a sad and difficult prayer request. Some of you got to meet my friend Tracy Scardino who visited the service with me yesterday. Today I got a call from another student informing me that Tracy passed away this morning. She went to her clarinet lesson as usual, but passed out while she was playing, and stopped breathing----the ambulance was called and everyone did everything they could. That's about all I know---not sure whether it was some form of heart attack, or brain issue, but definitely unexpected. I would appreciate your prayers for her family, her roommate, and everyone here at the UNCG music school who is not really sure how to handle such a shocking loss. I know Tracy is with the Lord, and for me right now the issue is not so much my own grief but wanting to serve these people in a way that will give Him the glory. Please pray that eyes will turn to Him for comfort, peace, and assurance (especially in the case of so many here who do not yet have that assurance in Christ). Thank you so much!
In His sovereignty and love.....
~Avril"
...I will add, please pray also for the conserv at Tracy's alma mater, as they had the privilege of knowing her much longer than any of us did (she was a first year master's, like me). It's hard, because some here are not really affected...I had a class this morning that went on just as usual. And I am trying to decide as I go about my day, how much do I go on, and how much do I just stop....I don't have an empty seat next to me in rehearsal or class, but she's missing from my life just the same. Granted, she is now experiencing life as none of us here have ever dreamed.
So many facets of this....what can I do but claim the words of him who is Life?
John 11:25 I am the resurrection and the life; he who believes in Me will live even if he dies, and everyone who lives and believes in Me will never die. Do you believe this? | | |
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