Experiment/Joy

Gee, I'm really glad I took Elementary Statistics way back in college so I would could recognize the same maddening "huh?" feeling, now that I'm tackling Research Methods in Education, which seems to contain an alarming amount of statistical terminology! Honestly, it's overwhelming, BUT I AM THANKFUL for my prior brush with Stats, which makes it slightly less intimidating this time around. Slightly.

God is gracious, and mercifully orchestrates my days according to His plan... including the classes I took, am taking, and will take (now it's a grammar lesson). I decided I am going to experiment with my attitude: what would happen if I were determined to "rejoice always"? If I focused on joy as an aim, an attribute to acquire? Not that I do it in my own strength--never. But I don't want to neglect thinking about it, either, and expect God to change me while I wait, like sanctification's a 1-hour photo service. Along with muscle memory, attitude memory probably corresponds-- akin to "train yourself to be godly." What if I developed a Pavlovian response of panting with joy each time the bell of suffering clanged in my ear, or more likely, my heart? ...or the chime of pain... the klaxon of irritation... the triangle of temptation? I digress. This whole post is a bit of a digression, a respite from the initial inspiring topic itself, namely, "that distasteful class I have to take." I told myself I would give my full effort to this class, even when my "want to" is absent. I signed a statement I wrote and everything. It's actually going pretty well so far, despite how it sounds.

I hope to write something of substance soon. Much has been percolating, little has dribbled through. Soon.