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Pre-Coffee Blog...Who Know What it Holds?

Good morning, People. It is 5:50 A.M. right now, and I am far too lazy to make coffee so I am going to try to write a pre-coffee blog. hehehe. Don't worry, I have been up since 5:20, I'm totally awake. (I just spelled make "amke". There is no hope.) Lets see...where to begin... Last night I attended #5's first birthday party. I mostly was either writing ideas for MLC or eating. Then I noticed that somebody in the crowd was wearing the same shirt as my buddy Gavin. (I gave up on nicknames.) He had the same color skin, the same back of his head shape... But I wasn't sure. So I get where I can see him, and I stare intensely wondering, "Is that Gavin???" I was probably making a really weird face too. Then he looks right at me. Like we made eye contact. It was weird. I was all, look away Cowgirl, you were not just staring and he did not just catch you. LOL. Fortunately, it was my friend and not some weirdo. I made my way over with my tea in hand and hugged his sister and greeted him. I would have gladly hugged him too, but I don't know his opinion on hugs or how he would take it so I just said hello. He just kind of looked at me. He has these really dark eyes that for some reason are super intense. (In my opinion.) I just drink it up. You know, I was thinking about this later on. Some gazes are stronger than others. An intense gaze can either bring someone up, or break them down. Make them feel strong, or make them submit. His is not the negative type, so it seems, because it does not break me down or make me submit. It just looks stable to me. Stability is powerful.
If I am getting too weird for you guys, let me know. I really enjoy eye gazing sometimes. Also I make it a point to make eye contact usually. (If I don't make eye contact, I might be avoiding something.)
Dad is making the coffee. YES!!!
So I was thinking about the MLC yesterday. All day...and I came up with an idea for like, a study plan that I shall experiment with and tweak until it is just right. This is what I have so far:

1-
Pray for God to speak through His Word and for me to hear/understand
2-
Read the passage
3-
Find the answers to the following and write them down:
Who wrote this?
Why did they write this?
Major themes/interpretive difficulties (IDK what that last part means, so if y'all do, help a girl out please.)
4-
What is God telling me?/How can I apply this to my life?
5-
Put all of this information together! (On paper)


I am testing this, starting Monday. I am doing it alongside my regular Bible reading because I feel that is the better way to do things at the moment. My passage for this week is Matthew chapter one. I am thinking about making it longer though because half of the chapter is a genealogy and I am not ready to do an in depth study of Jesus' lineage. Is that bad? I do not think so. I will eventually come back to Matthew 1 no doubt. If you guys want to test this method out with me and to help me tweak it, that's groovy. (You do not have to obviously.) I will probably do Matthew 1-2 just cuz. Yeeeaaaaah.... so you need a poem. I have this great poem book, and I read this poem last night. It is...calm and deliberate. It is The Quiet Heart by John Newton.


Quiet, Lord, my froward heart,
Make me teachable and mild;
Upright, simple, free from art,
Make me as a weaned child;
From distrust and envy free,
Pleased with all that pleaseth Thee.

What Thou shalt to-day provide,
Let me as a child receive;
What to-morrow may betide,
Calmly to thy wisdom leave:
'Tis enough that Thou wilt care;
Why should I the burden bear?

As a little child relies
On a care beyond his own;
Knows he's neither strong no wise;
Fears to stir a step alone;
Let me thus with Thee abide,
As my Father, Guard, and Guide.


That may or may not be a hymn. Not sure, but it made me smile when I read it. I was like, I should post that. Well I should probably go. It is 6:23 and I have run out of things to say. We are going hiking today, which is why I am awake this early. It will be fun. I am considering writing a poem at the top of the...large hill? IDK what it is. You guys have a nice day!


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