This is post number 51. I've been composing it for awhile in my head, but there was no time to sit down and write. Now I'll probably forget all that I thought to write about.
I could tell you about my on-duty weekend. I could tell you about playing scooter-hockey in the gym on Sunday night. I could tell you about meeting with four girls for lunch today. I could tell you about my 15-hour stint on one project on Saturday (during which I cried twice and called my parents three times). I could tell you about spending time with my dear friend Kate on Friday and shopping(!). I could tell you about a speech test that only took 15 minutes. I could tell you about a wonderful phone call with my grandma in Virginia.
But that would take entirely too much time.
I have a new technique to refrain from screaming out in frustration in my Business Policy class. I set my open Bible on my lap and half-listen while I'm reading and memorizing. Creative multitasking is what I call it.
Four resumes/cover letters go in the mail tomorrow. I'm not panicking, just trusting. How comforting to know God has it all under control.
I was thoroughly challenged during our Insiders study tonight. Five girls and I dove in to learn about prayer and conversing our faith. I've been challenged a lot lately--to know Jesus, to study Scripture, to be vulnerable, to serve, to "get my hands dirty." I have a long way to go . . . but that's okay because Jesus is walking with me. I thought a lot about heaven today. It occurred to me that I will never be "ready" . . . but that's okay. His death paid it all. I can't wait to see HIS face.
Trying to breathe and
survive on six hours a night and
to live in the present despite the general craziness.