AFTER GRADUATING......HOW ARE WE?

hi,
sadly it seems that most of you are still shy about blogging but like all else you learn by doing it...so i really hope with time...hopefully soonest..rather than later....you will be commenting...and even posting new topics for all of us to comment on....it is a good way to keep in touch and keep the network alive...
So FAIR LADIES.....how are you......REALLY......ok .....i hate when anyone asks me that...as my
defences automatically go up...and i begin to think of how i can out play this person who thinks they have the right to psychoanalyze me......hopefully we are all cured of neurotic tendencies....hihihi...
BUT...i do want to know....for the graduating alabastronites....do plug in and let us know how you are...are you cruising well...or have you had to take some detours from the path you set out for yourself.....have you had some victories that we should be celebrating....are there every day occurences you would want to regale us with...some witty amusewments you would want to share?

sometimes when i lack words or just stringing my own is too much i listen to songs...or read lyrics...sometimes songs say what we are unable to articulate.
The first is a song by Jaci VeLASQUEZ its called lay it down

I’ve been looking ‘til my eyes are tired of looking
Listening ‘til my ears are numb from listening
Praying ‘til my knees are sore from kneeling
On the bedroom floor

I know that You know that my heart is aching
I’m running out of tears and my will is breaking
I don’t think that I can carry
The burden of it anymore

All of my hopes and my dreams and my best laid plans
Are slowly slipping through my folded hands

Chorus
So I’m gonna lay it down
I’m gonna learn to trust You now
What else can I do
Everything I am depends on You
And if the sun don’t come back up
I know Your love will be enough
I’m gonna let it be, I’m gonna let it go
I’m gonna lay it down

I’ve been walking through this world like I’m barely
living
Buried in the doubt of this hole I’ve been digging
But You’re pulling me out and I’m finally
breathing In the open air

This room may be dark but I’m finally seeing
There’s a new ray of hope and now I’m believing
That the past is the past and the future’s
beginning to look brighter now

'Cause all of my hopes and my dreams and
my best laid plans
Are safe and secure when I place them
in Your hands

The song does really say where i keep finding myself..or rather the season i am in...by the way..this is nyangi...so for anyone who will feel me on this...hope it will be positive reinforcement.

The song below is an all time favourite.....its all about Who God is to you in different phases in your life...my freind hate when i say this but if i were to die..i would love for this song to be sang in my funeral coz its not sad...rather a celebration its called I AM by Nichole Nordeman

Pencil marks on a wall, I wasn't always this tall
You scattered some monsters from beneath my bed
You watched my team win
You watched my team lose
Watched when my bicycle went down again
And when I was weak, unable to speak
Still I could call You by name
And I said, Elbow Healer, Superhero
Come if You can
You said, I Am

Only sixteen, life is so mean
What kind of curfew is at 10pm?
You saw my mistakes
And watched my heart break
Heard when I swore I'd never love again
And when I was weak, unable to speak
Still I could call You by name
And I said Heartache Healer, Secret Keeper
Be my best friend
And you said, I Am

You saw me wear white by pale candlelight
I said forever to what lies ahead
Two kids and a dream, with kids that can scream
Too much it might seem when it is 2am
And when I am weak, unable to speak
Still I will call You by name
Shepherd, Savior, Pasture Maker
Hold onto my hand
You say, I Am

The winds of change and circumstance blow in and all around us
So we find a foothold that's familiar
And bless the moments that we feel You nearer

When life had begun, I was woven and spun
You let the angels dance around the throne
And who can say when, but they'll dance again
When I am free and finally headed home
I will be weak, unable to speak
Still I will call You by name
Creator, Maker, Life Sustainer
Comforter, Healer, my Redeemer
Lord and King, Beginning and the End

I Am
Yes, I Am

SO I ASK AGAIN DEAR ALABASTRONITE HOW ARE YOU?