Guys! I got shortlisted for the FarabaleAfrica flash fiction contest! I am so excited but I still need your likes and comments to take the prize home. Voting ends by 7:00pm on Sunday. This really means a lot to me guys cause there’s a chance for a publishing deal, that would be such a blessing to me, so please, pretty pretty please like and comment on my story and if you may, please share as well. God bless you! Thank you!
God’s glory is on tour in the skies, God-craft on exhibit across the horizon. Madame Day holds classes every morning, Professor Night lectures each evening. Their words aren’t heard, their voices aren’t recorded, But their silence fills the earth: unspoken truth is spoken everywhere. God makes a huge dome for the sun—a superdome! The morning sun’s a new husband leaping from his honeymoon bed, The daybreaking sun an athlete racing to the tape. That’s how God’s Word vaults across the skies from sunrise to sunset, Melting ice, scorching deserts, warming hearts to faith. The revelation of God is whole and pulls our lives together. The signposts of God are clear and point out the right road. The life-maps of God are right, showing the way to joy. The directions of God are plain and easy on the eyes. God ’s reputation is twenty-four-carat gold, with a lifetime guarantee. The decisions of God are accurate down to the nth degree. God’s Word is better than a diamond, better than a diamond set between emeralds. You’ll like it better than strawberries in spring, better than red, ripe strawberries. There’s more: God’s Word warns us of danger and directs us to hidden treasure. Otherwise how will we find our way? Or know when we play the fool? Clean the slate, God, so we can start the day fresh! Keep me from stupid sins, from thinking I can take over your work; Then I can start this day sun-washed, scrubbed clean of the grime of sin. These are the words in my mouth; these are what I chew on and pray. Accept them when I place them on the morning altar, O God, my Altar-Rock, God, Priest-of-My-Altar.
Psalm 19:1-4, 4-14 MSG
Because of the sacrifice of the Messiah, his blood poured out on the altar of the Cross, we’re a free people—free of penalties and punishments chalked up by all our misdeeds. And not just barely free, either. Abundantly free! He thought of everything, provided for everything we could possibly need, letting us in on the plans he took such delight in making. He set it all out before us in Christ, a long-range plan in which everything would be brought together and summed up in him, everything in deepest heaven, everything on planet earth.
Ephesians 1:7-10 MSG
Make a careful exploration of who you are and the work you have been given, and then sink yourself into that. Don’t be impressed with yourself. Don’t compare yourself with others. Each of you must take responsibility for doing the creative best you can with your own life.
Galatians 6:4-5 MSG
Because Bukunmi made me remember this and see that I’ve gotten better with how I spend my time on social media.
I was listening to Maira Popova (Founder of Brain Pickings) being interviewed on this podcast and she said something that sent my mind on a race of piecing thoughts just fighting each other for space. It was quite sporadical. Just these ideas coming together in my head. I can’t remember the exact words but it went something like this; people say social media is harmful, it is but then we, that believe we know better, if we truly know better are to steward it and draw people to the beauties beyond it and the depth of life. I am paraphrasing, of course.
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Social media – “connecting” you to people on the other side of the world but not in the same room.
When did we start living through a screen? When did we start placing more importance on our social media “presence” than our actual presence? Our filterless, flawless and fabulous selves. Our lying on the couch in our sweatpants eating sour lollies loveable selves. The answer is irrelevant, what matters is where do we go from here? We weren’t taught how to cope with this devotion to self-promotion at school. There was no “how to survive without social media 101” or “how to love and accept yourself as a real person, not a profile 102”.
Do we continue to scroll through mindlessly judging, regretting, wishing and fantasising while staring blankly at a screen? With no external expression of emotion visible beside the occasional LOL from a good meme. We all do it…
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Disclaimer: This post is on a VERY light note and all characters in it are entirely fictional.
If you’ve been in medical school long enough, you’ll find out that each medical student you meet is different from the next. Knowing this provides you with a balanced perspective in approaching medical school and helps you to set realistic expectations for yourself.
Please note that the humor and sarcasm in thelabels are a bit exaggerated and thelist is by no means exclusive.
1. The Bookworm/Silent Genius
A.K.A The Nerd.
(S)he is your average Joe, whosits in a corner of the lecture room or at the very front to avoid any form of distraction.(S)he hardly talks in class unless asked a question.
The school library is usually their second home and they would often stay back after…
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