hebrew

I don't have much to write about today. Literally, all I worked on all day was a video project and studying Hebrew. The video project takes a REALLY long time to render, so I seriously did a few minutes of work on the computer, then waited for about two hours for it to do its thing. In the mean time (since the program ate up a lot of RAM and I couldn't really use the computer for much else while it was crunching the video) I studied Hebrew.

Mr. and I have been attending this Biblical Hebrew class for a few weeks now, but I really haven't been able to give it the time it needs. Especially since the are quite ahead of my skill level. I took a beginner course last year on-line, but this class had covered everything I knew by chapter 6. (And we jumped in at chapter 17!) Yikes! But today I was able to study the chapter and work on the exercises ahead of time. Needless to say, it was actually an enjoyable class tonight.

My mind really likes the mental acrobatics you need to do to learn a new language. I don't know why, and I can't explain it, but my brain finds it stimulating to try to understand new words and tenses and grammar. Does that make me a first class geek, or what?

Seriously, that's all that happened today. Well, did exercise and have my devotions. I made breakfast, Mr. made lunch, we had left-overs for supper. We watched American Idol. We'll see who the winner is tomorrow!

(nobody tell me! we get the broadcast about 12 hours later than the US.)

Nothing else really to report. Except, I guess I've been thinking. I am not a completely uncompassionate person. I have been empathetic and kind to numerous people. However, I really have trouble when people play the "victim" card and don't take any responsibility for their own decisions or actions. People who see their problems but aren't willing to change anything to solve/avoid those problems in the future. I don't have much patience for that.

On the other hand—no. I still do not realize exactly how much I have been forgiven and/or spared from because of God's presence in my life. I read the passage today (Colossians 2:13-14) that talked about my certificate of debt having been canceled out, nailed to the cross. I wonder what mine looked like. Looks like? I suppose I keep adding to the list. Hmmm.

I tried to pray about it this morning, but kept nodding off. Hmmm again. I need to find a better method.

OK. Off to chase the cat. Then to bed. More soul searching in the coming days…