Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Friday, July 30, 2010
The heat of the summer
Kind of weird to realize this is my last real summer until real adulthood. My last summer of being blissfully irresponsible and spontaneously reckless. On one hand, I cannot wait to be completely independent, yet that panging sense of responsibility seems daunting, scary, and strangely foreign. To my relief, Christopher, my other half, has got this issue in the bag. Money-wise, I have never seen anyone so competent and aware of the dollar signs. I'm beginning to recognize and learn that Starbucks coffee should be seen as a treat, not a place where your order and name are proudly known by all of the baristas. (heeh...whoops) Not only is money an issue that I can't seem to wrap my head around, I have zero idea what I am going to do after I graduate. I know that my purpose in life is not to sit on a swing all day like I thought it was when I was five. I know Christ has called me to be a worker for his kingdom. I know He's called me to be used as a vessel to meet the physical, spiritual, and emotional needs of my community, whatever that community looks like. But what DOES that look like... ???
I know God will open the right doors and lock the wrong ones. Trusting him completely and unabashedly? That is something I am going to find myself praying over and over again.
I know God will open the right doors and lock the wrong ones. Trusting him completely and unabashedly? That is something I am going to find myself praying over and over again.
Monday, June 28, 2010
pillow talk
:)
I love pillow talk. You can have your coffee dates and your Skype chats, but there is nothing like staying up until four a.m. giggling, gossiping, and talking about how many bridesmaids you want to have when you get married. Christopher and I drove to Virginia Beach last weekend to visit my sophomore year roommate, Rachel, and her fiancée (:D :D :D :D :D :D!!!!) Daniel. So of course there was pillow talk, but this time there was a lot more giggling involved. We spent the day at the beach (awesome) and the evening taking their engagement photos. Which turned out beautiful, and in a few days I'll post some!
The weekend was a blast. friendship is a quite beautiful thing. lives are altered slightly with each encounter. and for me, its usually for the good. i have beautiful friends. strong friends. encouraging friends. i love them all.
I love pillow talk. You can have your coffee dates and your Skype chats, but there is nothing like staying up until four a.m. giggling, gossiping, and talking about how many bridesmaids you want to have when you get married. Christopher and I drove to Virginia Beach last weekend to visit my sophomore year roommate, Rachel, and her fiancée (:D :D :D :D :D :D!!!!) Daniel. So of course there was pillow talk, but this time there was a lot more giggling involved. We spent the day at the beach (awesome) and the evening taking their engagement photos. Which turned out beautiful, and in a few days I'll post some!
The weekend was a blast. friendship is a quite beautiful thing. lives are altered slightly with each encounter. and for me, its usually for the good. i have beautiful friends. strong friends. encouraging friends. i love them all.
Thursday, June 3, 2010
Friday, May 21, 2010
A picture is worth a thousand words
and I have so much to say...
I love him. :)
and I really love these people too.
:)
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
Organic Chemstry.
I am not a morning person.
However, it's not as bad as I thought. But I would NEVER do it willingly. My only coherent thoughts at 7am are, "one second, I just need to finish this dream," and "I need to get a bigger coffee cup."
With my troubles of the morning aside, taking summer classes is... depressing. What possessed myself to say, "Of course I'd like to sacrifice two of my precious summer months to devote myself to organic chemistry!" Yeah...that was not me speaking.
It's really easy toss the quiet times and move your sleeping bag into the library. Which is one of my biggest struggles. It is so easy for me to look to my grades, the books, my time spent studying as my identity and my worth as a person. But what we do doesn't define us, does it? Is it our attitudes about life that define us? I would argue that our relationship with our savior defines us. He is, after all, the creator. He's the one that gave us purpose, life, breathe.
So in turn, I should be excited and bursting at the seams, ready to devour all the vast knowledge of organic chemistry. I should see it as Christ's mission for me this summer. To apply his gospel to my schoolwork. What does that even mean?
I'm thinking that it means this. When Christ created the world it was perfect, beautiful, and full of peace. He created knowledge to be understood and to be applied. But the fall came, and now things are confusing, misinterpreted. Teachers aren't teachers because they want to impart this knowledge, but instead they teach for pride, self-exhalation, and maybe money. (maybe not? but generally speaking they make SOMETHING) Instead of eager students, we are lazy. We cheat, and we definitely do the bare minimum. Who wants to actually pull those weeds that were cursed upon the earth? But when Christ came to redeem us and our hopelessly ignorant society, he gave us a way to overcome the weeds and study, learn, and find truth! So, that means I'm going to have to do some tilling. I'm going to have to find out what Christ wants from a student. Someone willing, eager, and ready to devour truth.
Bring it on OCHEM! :)
However, it's not as bad as I thought. But I would NEVER do it willingly. My only coherent thoughts at 7am are, "one second, I just need to finish this dream," and "I need to get a bigger coffee cup."
With my troubles of the morning aside, taking summer classes is... depressing. What possessed myself to say, "Of course I'd like to sacrifice two of my precious summer months to devote myself to organic chemistry!" Yeah...that was not me speaking.
It's really easy toss the quiet times and move your sleeping bag into the library. Which is one of my biggest struggles. It is so easy for me to look to my grades, the books, my time spent studying as my identity and my worth as a person. But what we do doesn't define us, does it? Is it our attitudes about life that define us? I would argue that our relationship with our savior defines us. He is, after all, the creator. He's the one that gave us purpose, life, breathe.
So in turn, I should be excited and bursting at the seams, ready to devour all the vast knowledge of organic chemistry. I should see it as Christ's mission for me this summer. To apply his gospel to my schoolwork. What does that even mean?
I'm thinking that it means this. When Christ created the world it was perfect, beautiful, and full of peace. He created knowledge to be understood and to be applied. But the fall came, and now things are confusing, misinterpreted. Teachers aren't teachers because they want to impart this knowledge, but instead they teach for pride, self-exhalation, and maybe money. (maybe not? but generally speaking they make SOMETHING) Instead of eager students, we are lazy. We cheat, and we definitely do the bare minimum. Who wants to actually pull those weeds that were cursed upon the earth? But when Christ came to redeem us and our hopelessly ignorant society, he gave us a way to overcome the weeds and study, learn, and find truth! So, that means I'm going to have to do some tilling. I'm going to have to find out what Christ wants from a student. Someone willing, eager, and ready to devour truth.
Bring it on OCHEM! :)
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