So much has been going on since I last posted. Something fantastic is that I am now getting piano lessons from a really wonderful teacher. My Grandma is paying for them. She is really nice to all of her grand kids including me. So, yeah, that is totally cool.
What else? Well, there is a big colonial performance that is happening in a couple of months. I get to be in that and it should be very fun seeing as most of my cousins will be in it as well. Of course, it will take some time to memorize the many lines I have but it will be worth the effort when everything is over and done with.
Lately, I have also been busy with schoolwork. It is tough but I am learning so much and I know that in the long run it will pay off quite satisfactorily. Learning never is actually finished though. There are many adults who are still learning things even when they probably know ten times as much as I do.
Speech has been keeping me on my toes too. I am diligently looking for some subject to share with others so as to continue my speech skills. In fact, I already have much to give and should start by sharing what I already know. Yeah, that seems logical enough.
I am sitting here in my Grandpa's office just getting ready for bed (it's late, I know) and I was contemplating time. Yes, time. What is time? I looked it up in Noah Webster's 1828 dictionary. Believe me, there are different meanings of the word time.
1. A particular portion or part of duration, whether past, present, or future 2. A proper time; a season 3. Duration 4. A space or measured portion of duration 5. Life or duration, in reference to occupation 6. Age; a part of duration distinct from other parts 7. Hour of travail 8. Repetition; repeated performance 9. Repetition; doubling; addition to a number itself 10. Measure of sounds in music 11. The state of things at a particular period 12. In grammar, tense. In time, in good reason
But not only did I want to give different meanings of time. I wanted to say that we often think of how much time we have, or, as I often think, how little time we have. I have been quite busy lately (as we all have been most likely) and thinking things like, "I don't have enoungh time!" Now I am just realizing how little time we have before we are gone and out of this life. It will come soon enough and we must be ready for it. We must do well with the time God has given us. God Bless.
Vote on the poll to the right if you would please. I sure would appreciate it. I can't figure out which animal is better and so I did a poll to get some numbers of different people. If you have or are voting than leave a comment to show who you are. I doubt this will work very well but a few are better than nobody right?
Feeling footloose and frisky, a feather-brained fellow forced his fond father to fork over the farthings, flew far to foreign fields, and frittered his fortune feasting fabulously with faithless friends. Fleeced by his fellows in folly and facing famine, he found himself a feed flinger in a filthy farm yard. Fairly famishing, he fain would have filled his frame with foraged food from fodder fragments. "Phooey, my father's flunkies fare far finer," the frazzled fugitive fumbled, frankly facing fact. Frustrated by failure and filled with foreboding, he fled forthwith to his family. Falling at his father's feet, he forlornly fumbled, "Father, I've flunked and fruitlessly forfeited family fellowship favor." The farsighted father, forestalling further flinching, frantically flagged the flunkies to fetch a fatling from the flock and fix a feast. The fugitive's faultfinding brother frowned on fickle forgiveness of former folderol. But the faithful father figured, "Filial fidelity is fine, but the fugitive is found! What forbids fervent festivity? Let the flags be unfurled! Let fanfares flare!"
~Laughter From The Pearly Gates,Pg. 151 (Written by Bob Philips)
I like to sing but others don't like it when I sing. But...really it depends on what I sing. Of course...Even if I sing a song when I do, the one who's listening must enjoy it too.
You see, someone might like the song that I sing but not like how I sing it. Others might like how I sing the song but not like the song themselves. You now can see that it is very hard! to please everyone. In fact... It's impossible!
One more thing to add is that even if they do like the song & how I sung it, they might not like thetime that I chose to sing that song at!
Life is full of obstacles but we just gotta' keep on movin' forward.
My name is David Kruse and I am 18 years old. I love God and His inspired Word. I also thank Him continually for a wonderful loving family. Some hobbies: playing piano, reading, listening to stuff on my ipod, and singing.