School Daze

There are a few things I love about school. Today was a great reminder:

Since it was Christopher Columbus Day, the Credit Union was closed. That meant I didn't have to wake up super early to be there by 8:30a. Thank goodness! I woke up at nearly 11:00 this morning. I took my sweet time gettin' ready for class--had a big breakfast, bathroom time (which included a shower, teeth brushing, and a mini facial), and skimming over the Law Book. Yep. Communication Law. Nice, huh?

Well, I scurried on out of the house 15 minutes before class started and scoured the first level of the parking structure upon arrival. Bingo. Thank You, Lord, for that parking spot! After trekking those most hated Hills, I reached my final destination just a few minutes late. With the lectured already started I whipped out my handy-dandy notebook and doodled. Not.

An hour had passed, and it turned out I was the last one into class. To my dismay, some guy comes waltzing in and sits right in front of me. I expect him to take out a note-taking contraption, but instead chooses to turn around ever-so-friendly to ask, "What time does class start?" Is this fool really asking me that question!? In all niceties and such, I simply and quietly reply, "Two." Ugh. Then a flood of sarcastic remarks and looks came upon me. I suppose I am glad that my response was short and sweet; however, I would have relished the opportunity to be a little snooty booty.

So what was that I loved about school? Silly stories such as this. Don't worry; I've had my share too. Remember that one time I walked into class and didn't know there was a test!? Oh, the good times.

Disney Days

So the Disney Days are back with the mama! My momma, DLand, and sweet fellowship--what more could a daughter ask for? We made our tracks out of the hometown to The Happiest Place on Earth for our favorite breaded bowl of soup from Boudin, fireworks, and Fantasmic! engrossed with God and His glorious plan for our lives and the lives of others. It was a great time for my mom to remind me that I need to trust God with my brothers' lives and to stop worrying about how things are going to turn out. Maybe I need to trust in Isaiah 55:11. Maybe I need to read the Word more, period. Maybe I need to spend more time in prayer. Maybe I need to do all of the above more. Mm, I think yes. PtL for quality time with the mom. God knew I needed it.

Engaged

Sunday's message was a simple and blessed challenge, taken from Matthew 28:16-20. I needed to be reminded about Jesus' authority and His command to go out.

I want to be engaged. I want to be engaged with God and His work for His kingdom. I want to be engaged, filled to the brim with love. I want to love God's people so much that it would cause them to pause and realize His love for them. I want to wake up from this daze of an ordinary day; I want to participate in the extraordinary wonders of God's everyday miracles. I want to be engaged.

Dear God, Give me the grace I need to live out this engagement. Amen.

P.S. Today was my cousin's engagement party. Congrats Cousin! Love you much!

Long Days

The days seem too long when you're cooped up inside a dreary building with depressing walls. Don't get me wrong, I thank God for His perfect provisions. There are a few things I need to spruce up. Pictures? Flowers? I need to see some color! I need to see some faces with smiles! I need happy!

Enough of the boring. Well, there's not much else. When I come home, I'm hungry, tired, and in need of some kind of outlet to make me feel alive. I'm too young to be livin' so old! Kidding. How's your summer? I'd really like to catch up sometime. Looks like email and text are the best ways right now, unless you'd like to schedule an appointment?

Ha. An appointment. "Do you have an appointment?" I think I'm going to watch that movie tomorrow; that's if I have it!

Summer Time

Summer started on Monday, and I missed it! How did that happen? Finals are over, school is done; how did I miss the beginning of summer? I don't want to miss one bit of it anymore. Unfortunately, life isn't that easy.

I'd love to be young and care-free again, to watch t.v. 'til the break of dawn. I dream of driving off in the early morn for who-knows-what to come home in the evenings for an impromptu pool party. I want to spend a lazy day at home in my jammies, prepared for a marathon of movies and a series of shows to watch. I just want free time to do stuff. I don't care what that stuff is, as long as it has nothing to do with an eight hour obligation.

Oh, the taste of the real world, it is bittersweet. I don't enjoy the toil, but I do love the reward. This summer's plans aren't what I want, but it's God wants for me. This summer is for learning, for growing, for attempting to understand God's plan for my life. Let's see where this summer takes me; hopefully, I'll update more!