homework is not getting done

Well, that's not totally true because I did download a couple of pictures for a project that I have to do a sketch for still, but it's not due until tomorrow night. I'm also googling stuff for my design layout magazine that's due tomorrow. Well, the layout is... And I need to work on my poems for Wednesday morning.

I REALLY need to stop putting this stuff off until the night before it's due. I'm struggling a lot this quarter with time management. No, that's not it. I just haven't been doing it because I don't feel like it. Which is odd because I like what I'm learning this quarter, I'm not motivated to do it. ACK!!!

I'm doing a Seattle tourism project for Design Layout, a movie poster for Digital Illustration, 3 poems for Digital Typography, and I have to work on my logo and do a tutorial on making a pear in Illustrator for Computer Drawing. I need to schedule homework time and do it!

But that wasn't the original plan for this blog.

I feel like I am so not close to the Lord right now and it's scary. I get to meeting when I can, but I know I don't read my Bible enough. And prayer happens when it happens. So yeah, I'm kind of a mess. :( Anyways, I was walking to work this morning, iPod in, and this song comes on and I didn't immediately recognize it. But as I listened, I realized there were tears running down my face. I may not feel that close, but I am still in His hand and He cares for me just the same. (And I'm tearing up right now...) So I just wanted to share this with you.



Before The Throne of God Above
written by: Charitie L. Bancroft, 1863.

Before the throne of God above
I have a strong and perfect plea.
A great high Priest whose Name is Love
Who ever lives and pleads for me.
My name is graven on His hands,
My name is written on His heart.
I know that while in Heaven He stands
No tongue can bid me thence depart.

When Satan tempts me to despair
And tells me of the guilt within,
Upward I look and see Him there
Who made an end of all my sin.
Because the sinless Savior died
My sinful soul is counted free.
For God the just is satisfied
To look on Him and pardon me.

Behold Him there the risen Lamb,
My perfect spotless righteousness,
The great unchangeable I AM,
The King of glory and of grace,
One in Himself I cannot die.
My soul is purchased by His blood,
My life is hid with Christ on high,
With Christ my Savior and my God!