Sunday, May 25, 2008
And Who'd Have Thunk That....
Beneath this ridiculously chipper, charismatic girl,
lies a fat, unpopular outcast?
Beneath this wise young woman in a stable relationship,
lies a silently sobbing child watching her parents fight?
Beneath this successful boy in Australia's most prestigious university,
lies a desperately unhappy and mistreated son?
Beneath this popular and talented young man,
lies a hyperactive and implosive child?
Beneath this secure and confident young lady,
lies a dorky kid whose parents won't let their 15 year old cross the road alone?
Beneath this hilarious, brilliant 4th year,
lies an overtalkative and unpopular brat?
Beneath this engineering, technological and mathematical prodigy,
lies a nerdy, skinny social reject?
Beneath this cocky, attractive success story,
lies a bullied and rejected schoolboy?
In short, who knew that beneath all these beautiful, brilliant adults lay the ugly, awkward children they once were?
lies a fat, unpopular outcast?
Beneath this wise young woman in a stable relationship,
lies a silently sobbing child watching her parents fight?
Beneath this successful boy in Australia's most prestigious university,
lies a desperately unhappy and mistreated son?
Beneath this popular and talented young man,
lies a hyperactive and implosive child?
Beneath this secure and confident young lady,
lies a dorky kid whose parents won't let their 15 year old cross the road alone?
Beneath this hilarious, brilliant 4th year,
lies an overtalkative and unpopular brat?
Beneath this engineering, technological and mathematical prodigy,
lies a nerdy, skinny social reject?
Beneath this cocky, attractive success story,
lies a bullied and rejected schoolboy?
In short, who knew that beneath all these beautiful, brilliant adults lay the ugly, awkward children they once were?
Wednesday, May 07, 2008
Mai God So Klevvver Wan!
You know what I despised as a child?
In Sunday school for kids, you'd always have some very well meaning but slightly condescending adult telling you, "WAAAH, YOU SEE THE STARS IN THE SKY OR NOT? GOD IS SO KLEVERRRRR!"
Clever is the kid who can make carpets with his hands.
Clever is the boy who's memorized all the world capitals.
Clever is Sana when she keeps herself out of trouble.
Clever is Daz when he can multiply 5 digit numbers.
God's not clever.
I'm doing Medicine, and have been for the last 2 months.
I see the way the tibia and fibula are held together with a cross-stitch like syndesmoses that gives it the perfect level of mobility.
I see, under the microscope, millions of erythrocytes suspended in a single drop of blood.
I see leukocytes in phagocytic action, engulfing antigens.
I see how colonies of bacteria, millions of bacteria, can generate from a single swab.
I see how the menstrual cycle is perfectly regulated to allow the follicles to develop, via a complex system of hormone release.
I see how nerves traverse the entire body and how, without looking at the keyboard or thinking about what to type, I can write this blog based on their action.
I see how the heart beats, pumping blood into the aorta and down and up through the vena cavae and into the lungs for oxygenation.
I see how, after 2 years of not playing the piano, my fingers can still play thanks to muscle memory.
I guess what I'm trying to say is......
I think after 7 years of not buying into the childish "my god u noe arh, so klever wan" nonsense (and it WAS), I'm finding God again in a place I can appreciate just how brilliant, how awesome, how unbelievable He really is.
In Sunday school for kids, you'd always have some very well meaning but slightly condescending adult telling you, "WAAAH, YOU SEE THE STARS IN THE SKY OR NOT? GOD IS SO KLEVERRRRR!"
Clever is the kid who can make carpets with his hands.
Clever is the boy who's memorized all the world capitals.
Clever is Sana when she keeps herself out of trouble.
Clever is Daz when he can multiply 5 digit numbers.
God's not clever.
I'm doing Medicine, and have been for the last 2 months.
I see the way the tibia and fibula are held together with a cross-stitch like syndesmoses that gives it the perfect level of mobility.
I see, under the microscope, millions of erythrocytes suspended in a single drop of blood.
I see leukocytes in phagocytic action, engulfing antigens.
I see how colonies of bacteria, millions of bacteria, can generate from a single swab.
I see how the menstrual cycle is perfectly regulated to allow the follicles to develop, via a complex system of hormone release.
I see how nerves traverse the entire body and how, without looking at the keyboard or thinking about what to type, I can write this blog based on their action.
I see how the heart beats, pumping blood into the aorta and down and up through the vena cavae and into the lungs for oxygenation.
I see how, after 2 years of not playing the piano, my fingers can still play thanks to muscle memory.
I guess what I'm trying to say is......
I think after 7 years of not buying into the childish "my god u noe arh, so klever wan" nonsense (and it WAS), I'm finding God again in a place I can appreciate just how brilliant, how awesome, how unbelievable He really is.