Lucubrations

\Lu`cu*bra"tion\, n. [l. lucubratio;cf. F. lucubration.] 1. The act of lucubrating, or studying by candlelight; nocturnal study; meditation. 2. That which is composed by night; that which is produced by meditation in retirement; hence (loosely) any literary composition.


Wednesday, July 07, 2004

Ok, so it seems that people just think that because I don't have a job, that I've grown fat and lazy since I graduated. I can give you a dozen witnesses that will testify that I have not grown fat. In fact I weigh less now than I did during the school year, due mostly to the fact that I no longer have a buffet three meals a day. I won't tell you how much less I weigh because it would make the girls (yes, there are more than one) who read this cry. It would make them cry.
Since I only see people for at most 6 hours a day, I am the only one who can tell you what I do during solitary. To prove that I am not lazy, I will give you a rundown of how my days often go. Today I got up at 9:30am, after going to bed at around 3:00. That's more sleep than I got during the school year, but less than the recommend 8 hours, so I think its just about right. I got up and spent some time reading emails and catching up on the news. How would I put up random news stories if I never spent time watching what was going on in the world. Later I walked to the post office to buy some stamps and saw a couple of friends, so I sat and talked with them for a while. I try to stay up to date on some of the radio programs at www.oneplace.com Tonight was also ministry time which, for those of you who don't know, is a time when a few of us from Rice and West University (my church) get together to pray for eachother. We focus on listening to God and seeing if He has any words for us. Often we invite people in from outside the group to be ministered to and God does amazing things. Tonight we ministered to my friend Julia and it will be interesting to hear later what she thought of it. I've been meeting with her throughout the year to discuss God and the Bible, altough she doesn't believe everything. Please pray for her. After getting back, I spent maybe an hour on a hammock outside reading my Bible and praying, and then some time reading Bruchko, a book about a missionary to the indians in Colombia and Venezuela. I think my life will have many parallels with his. Bed time: 2:30am, which is just about perfect for me.