to be teachable

teach·a·ble (tch-bl) adj.
1. Able and willing to learn
2. Ready and willing to be taught

today i was completing my tentative schedule before advising for the Spring 2010 semester. most of the classes that i was wanting to take were on Mon/Wed and with my mother watching tyy, i am needing to take Tue/Thurs classes. So i have very constructively found classes that would meet a Tues/Thurs schedule and felt successful in having done so. One of the classes that was already available on t/th though, was my Spanish 112 class. HOWEVER, when i went back to get all of the section and course# information, i realized that the Spa 112 class was not by the same instructor that i have this semester.

to some people, this may not be an issue – but i wanted to have the same instructor for many reasons and was more than disappointed to look at what i thought was a successful schedule and realize that it was not. — one of the last jobs that i had, i received an incredible commendation from my boss in regards to my teachability that meant a lot to me. and those words(because im exhortation) really helped to reinforce the value of maintaining that teachable attitude. so here i am, being grumpy because i cant have the instructor i would like to have for a course. but i realized something tonight,… being able to be taught and learn from someone who you may not choose to have as your “instructor” is part of being teachable. im sure i could go on, with a very meaningful analogy on this matter,… but ill leave it to you instead. be willing to learn. be open to being instructed. im done.

Strength and honor are her clothing

change.

the only thing that i think, must be certain when change is occuring, is that there is movement. whenever i begin moving,… im going to tell you, it scares me. but it is this that i always come back to: am i losing myself, or am i finding myself? i know who i am. and i know who i am in the eyes of God. I am beautiful, and i am fearfully and wonderfully made, i have been given authority and dominion, and i am gracefully an heiress to all things pertaining to Life. when i feel as though i am beginning to lose these things? i know that i am not moving in the right direction. i know that i need to buckle down and press forward. because i know where i am going. and no where along this road, am i going to lose myself, because like a mirror i look into His Word and i find myself. that is where,.. i find myself.

“The LORD confides in those who fear him; he makes his covenant known to them. My eyes are ever on the LORD, for only he will release my feet from the snare.”
Psalm 25:14-15

Strength and honor are her clothing

i want to blog, in the worst way.

about nothing and everything.

these few words that i will spill into this post would be better utilized in the english paper i should be writing instead. however, im apparently procrastinating.

im going to tell you something:

Romans 12:3For I say, through the grace given unto me, to every man that is among you, not to think of himself more highly than he ought to think; but to think soberly, according as God hath dealt to every man the measure of faith.

this is something that has been in my head a lot recently. for good reason, im sure.

this might make no sense at all.

i was recently talking to someone who mentioned something that to me, is a complete waste of time. entertainment, none the less… and not “wrong”…. just in my opinion, non-constructive.

so does everything that we do have to be constructive? i wonder if my mentality was skewed when i was growing up. not that it means its a bad thing, but i tend to analyze everything in terms of what needs correcting or improving. what is or is not beneficial as though everything that is done needs to be so. i never really learned how to relax. how to just rest. and while all of my time isnt necessarily used in a focused direction (ie: random bits of time dispersed on internet, talking on phone, doing this that etc) there isnt a piece of time that i have set to the side to be my ‘time of rest’. and i need that.

lately it has seemed as though the days have muddled together, get up go to work, get up go to school, get up go to work, get up go to school, get up go to work, get up go to work, get up go to church. that is literally my week – and then it starts all over again.

i know it seems as though ive gone into different directions, here, huh? and i dont really have the desire to draw the connection.

“because beards are tough!” bradley hathaway just came onto my music player in the background, lol “i want to BE loved and HAVE love and GIVE love. and not just that romantic kind either. although i am looking for that beauty. not helpless, but WANTS to be rescued.”

Strength and honor are her clothing