My life ends in May.
Or at least my calendar ends in May. In May, I will walk across the stage to receive a hard-earned diploma, but I have no idea where I'm going to walk when I descend the stage.
I'm praying by then I'll have it all figured out.
Today I started filling out five graduate school applications to study creative writing. I've been told getting a masters in creative writing is like getting a masters in violin: you're never going to use it.
Thanks for the encouragement!
The person who told me that went on to explain that I should do it because I love to write and I want to get better.
So I'm throwing caution into the wind and applying to MFA programs in five states around the country (only one of which have I ever visited before).
On tomorrow's to do list is updating my resume and applying for writing and editing jobs all over the country. So if you know anyone that needs a writer/editor, I can probably hook you up with a good one!
The next day I'll apply for hobo positions in mid-sized cities. Does anyone have a shopping cart I can borrow?
As I was mulling over these options and moping, I was having a nice facebook conversation with Casey. She provided the traditional suggestions: Have you considered journalism or teaching? Yes, thanks, and, no, I'm not interested.
She also provided me with some encouragement, said she was praying for me, and sent me on my way. It helped.
That night, as I was going to turn off my iPod off, "Peace Be Still" by Rush of Fools began to play.
I didn't sign. I didn't sing.
I sat cross-legged on my bed and let those words wash over me as God sang His daughter to sleep.
Come to Me, you who are weak.
Let My strength be yours tonight.
Come and rest, let My love be your bed
Let My heart be yours tonight.
Peace be still; peace be still.
Please be still and know that I AM God.
And know that I AM God.
Come empty cup, let Me fill you up.
I'll descent on you like a dove tonight.
Lift your head, let your eyes fall into Mine.
Let your fear subside tonight.
Peace be still, peace be still.
Please be still and know that I AM God.
And know that I AM God.
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah...
The line that hit me the most was, "Please know [in your heart] that I AM God." I know that He is God. I know that He has it all figured out. I know that I don't have to know. But that doesn't give me peace.
Please know in your heart that I AM God.
<>< Katie
Writer's Notebook entry dated 12-30-10.
Update 1-20-11: Four of the applications are now complete, the resume is updated, Dad told me I'd make a good hobo (what the heck does that mean?), and the oldest working iPod known to man has since died (August 3, 2005-January 13, 2011).
Or at least my calendar ends in May. In May, I will walk across the stage to receive a hard-earned diploma, but I have no idea where I'm going to walk when I descend the stage.
I'm praying by then I'll have it all figured out.
Today I started filling out five graduate school applications to study creative writing. I've been told getting a masters in creative writing is like getting a masters in violin: you're never going to use it.
Thanks for the encouragement!
The person who told me that went on to explain that I should do it because I love to write and I want to get better.
So I'm throwing caution into the wind and applying to MFA programs in five states around the country (only one of which have I ever visited before).
On tomorrow's to do list is updating my resume and applying for writing and editing jobs all over the country. So if you know anyone that needs a writer/editor, I can probably hook you up with a good one!
The next day I'll apply for hobo positions in mid-sized cities. Does anyone have a shopping cart I can borrow?
As I was mulling over these options and moping, I was having a nice facebook conversation with Casey. She provided the traditional suggestions: Have you considered journalism or teaching? Yes, thanks, and, no, I'm not interested.
She also provided me with some encouragement, said she was praying for me, and sent me on my way. It helped.
That night, as I was going to turn off my iPod off, "Peace Be Still" by Rush of Fools began to play.
I didn't sign. I didn't sing.
I sat cross-legged on my bed and let those words wash over me as God sang His daughter to sleep.
Come to Me, you who are weak.
Let My strength be yours tonight.
Come and rest, let My love be your bed
Let My heart be yours tonight.
Peace be still; peace be still.
Please be still and know that I AM God.
And know that I AM God.
Come empty cup, let Me fill you up.
I'll descent on you like a dove tonight.
Lift your head, let your eyes fall into Mine.
Let your fear subside tonight.
Peace be still, peace be still.
Please be still and know that I AM God.
And know that I AM God.
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah...
The line that hit me the most was, "Please know [in your heart] that I AM God." I know that He is God. I know that He has it all figured out. I know that I don't have to know. But that doesn't give me peace.
Please know in your heart that I AM God.
<>< Katie
Writer's Notebook entry dated 12-30-10.
Update 1-20-11: Four of the applications are now complete, the resume is updated, Dad told me I'd make a good hobo (what the heck does that mean?), and the oldest working iPod known to man has since died (August 3, 2005-January 13, 2011).
4 comments:
The older I-pods are known to die after they've been used enough. My friend just had hers die also. :(
What are the 5 states your applying for school?
And I know God has an amazing plan with your life. :) Just keep praying, and I'll pray for you too.
Keep your faith in God and you will succeed. I think it is a good thing that you are continuing your education in something that you are passionate about.
Katie
I am glad to hear you are following your passion of creative writing. You are at a great age to keep pushing forward, when a lot of your energy can be solely devoted to yourself.
Like the book shelf at the end...not a big Max fan but three of my favorite books from the last year or so are on there...
STay warm.
Jim
Your iPod died?? This truly marks a sad and historic moment in time. *bows head in reverence*
(Now that you can upgrade though, go for the iTouch... love mine)
Post a Comment