In all your ways ackknowlege Him, and he will make your paths straight.

Proverbs 3:6

I had to memorize this in Sunday school over and over again. And now it's particularly applicable and i'm thankful that i know it by heart. One finally sees the point in all those seemingly pointless repetitions, most of which were chucked out of our memories at the playground right after church ended.

What exactly does "acknowledge Him" mean, does anyone know?

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My soul finds rest in God alone; my salvation comes from Him. He alone is my rock and my salvation; He is my fortress, I will never be shaken.

-Psalm 62:1-2

I found this verse in an old post and i'm going to put it up again now, just because i like it. I love the sound of the last part: He is my fortress, I will never be shaken.

I should remember that more often.

This is an attempt to peel my brains off the table where it was taking a nap while i was studying. One caffe mocha later, my heart beats faster, i take shorter, faster breaths, i keep thinking of amusing but irrelevant things, and my bladder refills at an alarming rate; but am i more alert/psyched to be studying?

No.

The Frenzied Swirlies.

So here's what's been going on for the last hour from about 1am to 2am:

put on white formal pinstriped shirt and knee-length white skirt.
look in mirror.
make disapproving face.
remove shirt, put on dark linen short-sleeved shirt.
look in mirror.
make disapproving face.
tuck in shirt.
think i look like a waitress.
put on black loafers.
not helping.
remove skirt.
put on brown slightly-above-knee skirt.
remove dark shirt.
put on white long-sleeved blouse.
think i have unconsciously recreated the 90's look.
remove white blouse.
put white pinstriped shirt back on.
ew. no more short brown skirt.
removes brown skirt.
puts white skirt back on.
removes shirt.
put on black tank top and a buttoned sweater.
better but not quite there.
put a waist belt.
think i look like a snooty country club membership owner.
panic for a bit.
exchange bits of clothing for others.
fiddle with belts.
twirl around and look at what my butt looks like wearing this outfit.
not bad.
fiddle more with belts.
change items of clothing around again.
sigh in exasperation.
changes back into pajamas.
want to cry.

So. I have a mock interview tomorrow (today, really) at 4pm and it just dawned at 1am that i had no interview clothes to wear. What does one do?

One doesnt know.

One is sleepy. Also, very worried for the midterm not so very studied for.