Go And Sin No More

I’ve sinned come on my knees
For I’m not worthy of Your love
How could You die for me?
Such grace can only come from God
Oh Lord, You search and You know me
You see me inside out
God You alone can forgive me
Erase my fear and my doubt
Father You pick me up
I feel like a child in Your arms
I don’t deserve this love but
I hear Your voice Lord Jesus

(Chorus):
Go and sin no more
He said "I will not condemn you,
I’ll forgive and I’ll forget it all.
Go and sin no more.
My child let me remind you
It is I who’ll lead and guide you as you go"

You are my purpose
You are the reason that I live
I want to be like You
Help me to love and to forgive
God let me not be distracted
Lord help me focus on You
Keep sin from ruling my life, Lord
Make me holy and pure
Father You pick me up
I feel like a child in Your arms
I don’t deserve this love but
I hear Your voice Lord Jesus

(Chorus)

Wipe, wipe away
Take, take away
Break, break away
Fill my life, make it right
Father help me, Father help me go

(Chorus)

He said, "I will not condemn you, no
Go and sin no more.
My child let me remind you
It is I who’ll lead and guide you as you go"

I’ve sinned come on my knees
How could You die for me
Search my heart
Know my thoughts
See me inside out and all throughout me
You alone can forgive me
You always pick me up
Like a child
In Your arms
I could stay with you forever here

~ Rebecca St. James

Drat! And my night was going so well!

I'd heard about a guest lecture scheduled for tonight, given by an archaeologist who had been studying Mayan ruins for nine years, and thought, "Sounds intriguing; I'd like to go hear it." There were no objections to my going, we had supper early, I was listening to a wonderfully funny CD in the car on the way down to school, got through parking without having to pay, got my English toffee without any problems - so far really good. But what do I find when I get to the room where it's scheduled? The lecture was cancelled, with no reasons given and no advance notice. What's up with that? (seems almost like something from The Seven Crystal Balls/ Prisoners of the Sun - which I just read last week while I was babysitting, that's why it occurred to me) So much for that; I guess I'll just go home now.

"I got an army, then I gave them spears, then I seized the power and I went around for a hundred years."

I'm listening to Burton Cummings .... I love it. One of my favourite of all my CDs. I was listening to it on Saturday night, too, thoroughly enjoying myself.

Speaking of Saturday night..... I apologize to those who were counting on me to go to LW. I realize I said I'd go, but someone called last-minute (Friday afternoon), needing a babysitter. I really couldn't turn it down - my dad volunteered babysitting services "any time", and those kids are adorable! By then it was too late to let "the network" know that I wouldn't be able to be in two places at once. But maybe it was better for me: I did some actual studying after they were asleep, which wouldn't have happened otherwise, I think. Aristophanes - bleagh. Oh well, that's over now.

I now have a new project to work on; I finally finished my sweater last Friday. I won't tell you yet what the new idea is - I'll save that for when it's done and I can maybe get some pictures of it.

~ ooh, a secret! ~

That's all for now; I'm going to get another cappuchino.

I am woman, hear me roar
In numbers too big to ignore
And I know too much to go back an' pretend
'cause I've heard it all before
And I've been down there on the floor
No one's ever gonna keep me down again

CHORUS
Oh yes I am wise
But it's wisdom born of pain
Yes, I've paid the price
But look how much I gained
If I have to, I can do anything
I am strong (strong)
I am invincible (invincible)
I am woman

You can bend but never break me
'cause it only serves to make me
More determined to achieve my final goal
And I come back even stronger
Not a novice any longer
'cause you've deepened the conviction in my soul
......


Celebrating the launch of G.A.L.!

Today is a day of great accomplishments: I got my links working! A little experimentation, a little hard work, a lot of success.

"Window walkin' downtown, feelin' mighty good..."


This year I've discovered a real joy in going to university where I do. Mac is perfectly situated - it's only 5 minutes (driving) to Dundas or Westdale, both of which have wonderful used-book stores, and in 10 minutes I can be in Ancaster, which I'm still exploring.

Yesterday afternoon I had a few hours to spare before picking Ben up from Streetlight. So I grabbed the yellow pages and looked up bookstores. I found quite a list, picked up the car (I'm very strong! :D ), and went through my list, starting in Westdale. Success on the very first hit! The Westdale Bookworm is a small shop on a quiet part of King Street, and is absolutely stuffed with books! I've been looking for a nice hardcover copy of Jane Eyre, and I found two there! So I bought one of them (tough decision- which one to take?). Is there any better sensation in the world than walking out of an old bookstore into a blustery fall day with the very book you've been looking for, bought at a very reasonable price? I doubt it.

I still have about half the list left to cover - I'm saving that for the next book.

Conquistador your stallion stands
In need of company
And like some angels haloed brow
You reek of purity
I see your armour-plated breast
Has long since lost its sheen
And in your death mask face
There are no signs which can be seen

And though I hoped for something to find
I could see no maze to unwind

Conquistador a vulture sits
Upon your silver shield
And in your rusty scabbard now
The sand has taken seed
And though your jewel-encrusted blade
Has not been plundered still
The sea has washed across your face
And taken of its fill

And though I hoped for something to find
I could see no maze to unwind

Conquistador there is no time
I must pay my respect
And though I came to jeer at you
I leave now with regret
And as the gloom begins to fall
I see there is no, only all
And though you came with sword held high
You did not conquer, only die

And though I hoped for something to find
I could see no maze to unwind
(repeat& fade)
~ Procol Harem

This is my favourite song by Procol Harem; the mental image is pretty strong. It always makes me think of P.S. Shelley's poem Ozymandias: the would-be conqueror is defeated, and time has begun to erase the last evidence of his existence. Someone has come to see the conqueror, and his perspective of the great man is changed after seeing what he has become. The last verse, especially - there is no time... I leave now with regret... though you came with sword held high/ You did not conquer, only die - that's always been my favourite part because of the sense of powerlessness in both the conquistador and his viewer; the viewer came with the intention of jeering - making himself feel greater than this defeated warrior - but finds he cannot. It just makes me ..... wow. It's a great song.

"At the end of the day, you've just got to say, it's all right."

Wow, I'm tired! I've barely sat down and really relaxed for about five days now, and, oh, I can feel it! Here's the last five days, "in a nutshell", as our guide at the CWHM grade 10 field trip would say:

• Friday was school and then dress shopping - Jo chose her dress, and Karen, Sharlene and I have almost decided on the style we want; it just requires a lot of shopping around, trying on one dress after another, ad infinitum.
• Friday night and Saturday were study weekend, broken up by working Saturday morning.
• Despite getting a nasty sinus cold with accompanying headache, Sunday I went to Em's in the early afternoon for her birthday. It's a good thing I left early: what with picking up a friend and taking the more scenic route, we made it to church with just 10 minutes to spare. After church we went back to Buikema's, where we were entertained by their spring-loaded Jack Russell, and Mr. Buikema and Harold's discussion on the "right" way to photograph smoke. Around dusk we went to Beamer Conservation area for a short walk; we stopped at a few lookouts in the cliffs, and watched the harvest moon rise over the lake and the town of Grimsby. By then it was quite dark, so we again went back to Em's and played Machiavelli, which is a great card game in which (we decided) cheating is entirely justifiable! After everyone else left, Emily and I stayed up and talked until 2. Crazy, I know. That leads us to Monday
• Monday we slept in a bit, finally to be awakened by the dog. Grr. Mrs. Buikema came in a little while later and told us about the Vineland crafts fair. So we decided to go check it out. There were so many vendors, and I got some great craft ideas. Em and I both wanted to buy a panflute CD, but didn't have enough cash. After the fair I went home, had a nap, then Thanksgiving supper - the turkey was one of the best we've ever had. Jo and I stayed up late watching a movie, finally turning in around 12:30. Zzzzzz
• Then today (Tuesday) Jo and I went to Ottawa St. to browse through all the fabric stores there, and we both came away happy and loaded down with the goods. Now I have to work on refining my design, to maximize the efficient use of my materials. I freely admit that I'm the guilty owner of many UFO's (unfinished objects), but I just get so caught up with a new idea halfway through the execution of another one! Too creative, I guess, if that's a fault.
  
  And now I'm going to finish off this day with an English toffee cappuchino and the Roman military. Mmmmm.... (that's for the English toffee. But if they had real pictures (photographs) of Roman soldiers.....)