What is my state of mind? Do I carry some Heaven with me, or a bit of Hell? Is my mind (and my outward flow of thoughts, words and deeds), ringing with the light and truth and righteousness of Life, or is it growing moldy with the slime and sin and envy of Death?
What we think influences how we act and speak. It influences how others act and speak and think because our actions build or tear down those around us. Gratitude is contagious (just as complaining is). Both will spread from little quiet corners and random statements into all of the open spaces of your thoughts and conversations.
And so [if you will pardon the helplessly mixed metaphor - it has been a morning of muddled words] I feel the need to air some of my thoughts today (air my clean laundry? ahaha), so that they can shoot runners out like excited strawberry plants in the spring and begin to take over more ground.
-I love the happiness an Americano coffee brings - $2 for a whole morning of perkiness.
-Did you know that there were snowflakes in the air this morning?
-Yesterday I listened to Mumford and Sons for a couple hours. LOVE THEM.
-Yesterday I also finished all of my reading for the week (barring Greek). This is a very full and hopeful feeling: I can work on Thesis today!
-We do not have to write an SRP (short recitation paper) for tomorrow. Instead we memorize and deliver 12-20 lines of Milton before professor and classmates. Mr. Grieser is awesome.
-I think I've heard this CD of classical music here at Bucer's enough times to know which song comes next.
-Did you know it is 2 weeks + 1 day until Thanksgiving?
-Zoe yogurt (honey flavor) was my breakfast. YUM.
-Mr. Griffith reading the crazy stories in the Apocrypha with us... SO good.
"Demonology isn't an area I'm really strong in."
"You guys are doing a really good job of what Gwen always used to do: ask questions about all the dirtiest parts of the story."
"Angelic bonds. They probably grow white. I mean glow."