Hi, Everyone!
I think I’m a little too wound up.
Last night, I had a dream that I had slept right through both of my final exams and I was kicked out of Rust. Talk about having the hell scared out of me—I woke up screaming: “No! No! Please give me another chance!”
Naturally, Ruby poked fun at me, and to be honest, I don’t blame her one bit. If the roles were reversed, I damn sure would’ve made fun of her. But anyway, after laughing at my expense, Ruby explained to me that I was so consumed with studying that the finals just crept into my psyche and freaked me out.
Well, whatever happened, I thank and praise God that it was just a dream. I also thank God that it wasn’t another anxiety attack. I’m more cautious now ever since August 3 of this year, when I was rushed to the hospital (see my blog entry entitled Testimony Thursday). At least this time, I recognized the symptoms, but can you blame me? I mean… well, you oughta know by now: I’m the last grandchild of Vivian Jewel Jones to attend college. I’m also the first family member to attend Rust College
And all of a sudden, a huge weight has been lifted off of me.
Wow! I feel so relaxed… then again, the songwriter said to take your burdens to The Lord and leave them there. And I’m almost certain that another songwriter took that advice, and in doing so, decided to write a song with the verse: I feel better, so much better, since I laid my burdens down. Yes, I know—it’s amazing what goes through my mind; it even amazes me. But the truth is: I really do feel better after having laid my burdens down. I’d like to believe, though, that we as Christians should practice taking our burdens to The Lord and keeping them there. Subconsciously we give The Lord our burdens, and once we’re done praying, we pick them back up, be it knowingly or unknowingly.
No one said it would be easy, but thank God that we will understand it better by and by.
Talk to y’all tomorrow!
Hugs & Kisses,
Natasha
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