I am really loving my Business writing class, I love it SO much than I thought I would have. I am discovering that I enjoy writing, I wish I had noticed this sooner, but oh well. As they say 20/20. I will need to work on proof reading if I ever write a book though. I really want to write a student friendly Art History book one day. I like art history so I get the books but sometimes even I have to reread a paragraph or two because the structure of all sentences is just terrible. They make it too complex for the the students- most of which don't care about the class and just have to fulfill a credit- so they struggle through the class and they think they hate art because of it. So I feel that there is a calling for art history books that are more appropriate and relatable for students. Honestly I think I could even write one in a way that got them excited about art. I really hope that I always discuss, write, blog or present art in a way that makes people excited about it and appreciate all the complex imagery and thought at the heart of each piece. I want them to understand at least, if not feel, the same admiration and love that I do every time I consider a different piece.
(ireallyfeellikei'vefoundmyplaceanditfeelssogoodtobethere):D
I love to talking to Rock n' Roll about class and working the museum and my hopes for my new plans. She's wonderfully supportive- encouraging without being unrealistic. She always either gives me the perfect advice or just the right thing to say. Sometimes I feel bad for just gushing to her all of my daily activities, thoughts, worries and such because I know that she can't really do anything or that the distance keeps her from physically sharing in these aspects of my life- but honestly I just need her to know. It's selfish and I hope that I don't make her miss being here even more by being so excited about things... or make her worry when I am fighting with my parents or struggling in Italian (thatisNOTgoingwellbtw).
She was here briefly about two weeks ago, when she's here everything is mostly right again and its nearly like she never left. I love when I get these surprise visits. This last time I got to talk to her about God and how we both worry about the salvation of some of our most precious. She's convinced me that I need to seek fellowship again. I still talk to God about everything and read the Bible (sometimes...) but I miss the gathering of a group of God praising people who's only desire is to sing, learn and gape in awe as the awesome power of my Lord over takes them. I need that fire again. It's been too long that I've been away from it and I know that I lack the ability to grow as a Christian on my own. I've been praying to God for a lead on where to go and though my first impression of the Highlands was in the negative I have been hearing God call me to go there and give them a chance.
And when you hear God of course you should listen.
I'm going to a service there tomorrow and I hope I like it, I know that as long as I get to sing and raise my arms it'll be a good service though, but deep down I hope its the kind of place where I can fall to my knees and cry out my devotion and mourn in agony over my sin without feeling like no one gets it afterwards. I want to be surrounded by people who aren't afraid to reach out to God and let Him touch them like He touches me.
So yeah I'll let you know how that goes. I used to embarrass mom when I felt the Lord lift my hands... I should've never stopped going to the Mosaic.
I am looking forward also to starting to work on the Audubon next with this woman named Scott. Also Andrew comes back and I'll get started on the Silk Road Trade information so we start sketching the displays and setup for the kids activities, omg it's gonna be much fun! Oh, it's for the museum's birthday btw- hmmm I should ask how old the museum is, I feel like I should know.
Anyway this is gonna be a busy week, and it's only the second week of school! Geeezzzz, but I love what I'm doing. I am afraid of tackling too much, so I'm adding things to the to do list slowly but as long as I wake up with a fevered enthusiasm in my heart for starting each day with my newly realized ambitions instead of dread then I'll know I'm still doing good.
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