some days don't go as planned.
some days are helter skelter and not at all like you would have thought.
some days are tired days.
they are the days you wake up after studying late into the night...the days you can't drink enough coffee.
some days you wake up with no voice and a presentation to do.
those are the ゆっくりdays.
they are days for savoring.
they are the days you allow yourself to slow down - when you remind yourself to look up and breathe in that Japanese air you love so much.
these are the days you allow your brain a rest and take your time painting flowers in art class. the days you stay even longer after class to talk to the 75 year old sensei about his career as a famous artist and his time at Nanzan.
they are the days for squinty-eyed jokes and pouring through old art books together.
there are some days you spend too much time in conversation with your friends over white rice lunches.
those are the days when you end up running to your next class...laughing the whole way as you hold down each other's dresses.
they're days for breathless smiles and knowing glances - twinkly eyes and Japanese puns.
those are the days you decide that grades are important, but not as important as your gambaru...your effort. Those are the days you cut your losses and laugh with your sensei in stead of taking your imperfections too seriously.
and you find you actually learn more that way.
they're not perfect days.
no, they could never be.
but they're happy days.
and I'm thankful for them.
until next time,
" 私は祈っています。どうか、あなたがたの愛が、もっともっと満ちあふれますように。同時に、霊的な知識と洞察力も、さらに深められますように。 10それは、あなたがたに、善悪をはっきり見分ける力が備わり、主が来られる日まで、だれからも非難されることなく、心がきよく保たれるよう願うからです。 11どうか、神の子どもにふさわしく、親切な良い行いができますように。それは、大いに主をほめたたえ、主の栄光を現すことになるのです。"