CONFESSIONS OF A MELANCHOLY
Yes, I admit it - I am a melancholy. I tend towards the introspective. I like to delve into my subconscious. I like to be alone with myself and my thoughts. Don't get me wrong - I adore my family and love to spend time with them. But nothing recharges me more than being alone. I like bubble baths with a good book, having 2 hour quiet times, going off hiking by myself, sitting on a porch overlooking the ocean, etc. This can get me into trouble if I don't keep myself balanced. You see melancholies also love to throw parties -- for one. They are called pity parties. These parties can last a few minutes or a few days. For me they only end when I allow my Savior to pour His oil of grace down on my head and lift up my countenance to gaze upon His wonderful face. I have a nickname for this process. I call it Focus 101. I never pass this course and I don't think I ever will while I'm in this world.
You know, there are some good things about us melancholies. We are merciful, loyal friends. We love those brooding composers like Mahler and Bruckner. We like to have tea on the back porch while listening to a thunderstorm roll in.
I can't try to be someone I wasn't created to be. I'm a melancholy under construction, the final product not to be unveiled until I see Him as He is. This is my hope. This is what I fix my eyes upon.
And so without further adieu I bring you this melancholy's ...
50 FAVORITE THINGS
The smell of brand new Crayola crayons
Really good creme brulee
Deep theological discussions
Handwritten letters from old friends
A great reed (best understood if you play a woodwind instrument)
Uninterrupted practice time (on the clarinet of course)
Dairy Queen moolatte
Target
New insight into Scripture
Popsicles
Sense and Sensibility (the movie)
John Piper
Completely clean and vacuumed car
Brahms
Bach Cello Suites
The oboe (well played with a deep rich sound a la Ray Still not Heinz Holliger)
Purple
Canadian Rockies
A pint of Ben and Jerry's
Sound of the ocean
Perfectly manicured baseball field
The Hobbit
New car smell
Ripe, juicy Bartlett pear
Talbots
Puppies
Rich Mullins
Waterfalls
Having no overdue books
Smell of new books
Boys climbing trees
Amadeus (the movie)
My apple pie (with homemade crust)
First meal after giving birth (I didn't care what it was!)
Chicago Symphony recordings under Fritz Reiner
Romans 8
Lunch out with a friend
Aaron Copland
Roller coasters
Road trips
Amy Carmichael
Elisabeth Elliot
Tabletalk magazine
Pedicures
Lighthouses
Freshly fallen snow
Music from West Side Story (and practically any other music by Leonard Bernstein)
Michelle Kwan's spiral
Belgian waffles (from Belgium, eaten warm on the street with chocolate sauce and strawberries)
Finding out I'm pregnant (I'm not but hope to be soon!!)
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