in order to get to this beautiful garden of sunflowers. I'm sorry R.J. Corman for trespassing on your private property, but we just had to. These flowers were meant to be photographed.
Busy Bees. Marie-Claire and Anna Roomie Love Me and Marie-Claire Mmm yes. Anna and her cute red pants. I love that I love my roommate.
Dr. Charlambakis has said on numerous occasions that if you are a Christian there are, for you, no endings, only new beginnings. As I begin my senior year I can only describe the present season of my life as characterized by new beginnings. A few weeks ago I wrote down in my journal all of my new beginnings.
"It is august and as I look into the next months of my life I see a new school year, new boyfriend, new apartment, new living companions, new classes, new jobs, and new hopes for the future."
New hopes. That's it, new beginnings means new hopes. It's similar to viewing the glass as half empty or half full. Do I see my life as a bunch of endings; ongoing movements away from people I love or have loved? Or do I see it as a constant strain of new beginnings? I do want to have hope, so I am choosing the latter option.
Just a little epiphany but there's your food for thought.
So I'm sitting at a bar counter thing and the Baristas are talking about something that is causing me abdominal pain. Not because it's gross but because I need to laugh.
Barista numero uno: "So I know it's really soon but have you thought about getting another cat?"
Barista numero dos: "No not really. I don't think I can find another cat to replace her."
Barista numero uno: [shaking head] "Yeah that's just so hard."
Barista numero dos: "Yeah but it's character building, you know? I can say I've been there, done that. It comes with the territory of owning an animal."
Barista numero uno: [still shaking head] "Yeah I understand. I just can't imagine that. I've thought about what I'm going to do when my dogs die. I just don't know if I can replace them right away or not."
Barista numero dos: "I have had friends who've done both. Sometimes it's a good distraction when you do get a new one." I think that was the end of the conversation. I'm sorry to all you animal lovers... I know I'm insensitive.
On another note, it's Jackie Marie's 21st birthday today! Happy birthday best friend!! I love you a thousand loves.
Right now I am sitting outside of Starbucks by a lovely fountain drinking a really delicious beverage.
I'm trying to psych myself up enough to finish that darn seminary application. Lately I've not been feeling too motivated to be productive. I think it's because I have other, more exciting things on my mind. Not that going to seminary isn't exciting or anything, I just hate writing up applications. Applications for jobs, for college, for camp, for anything. Me no like. Anyway, I didn't want that little rant to be the focus of this blog.
Several days ago, when I was still at camp, I woke up abruptly at 6am. I was completely exhausted but I couldn't for the life of me fall back asleep. I realized after a few minutes that I was thinking really intensely about the next year of my life. I don't know about the rest of you, but I'm a little freaked. Part of me knows that God's totally got this one and that I'll be fine, but it's scary going out into the real world. Right now my parents still pretty much pay for everything and I am a bit less than self-reliant. And it's like, in a few months I'll be out in the world to fend for myself. Can I really do it? Am I really responsible enough? Smart enough? Capable enough? I know that I will be fine and probably successful, but it's still nerve-wracking.
So as I lay in bed I found myself trying to work out how I'm going to pay for everything, how I'm going to spend enough time with people, how I'm going to look for a job and I realized that I should just stop. Worrying is just so silly. And so I came to this resolution: to enjoy the adventure before me and live happily and bravely in the midst of uncertainties. If we could plan everything out perfectly where would God fit in? He wants me to need him. How beautiful it is to know that He wants, actually wants, to take care of me. That is good news.
has been such a big part of my life. When I think back over all the years that I've spent up at Long View I can't help but feel so very nostalgic. This year was probably one of the best years ever though. I've been a counselor up there I think four times now. This year for some reason I just felt so much more love and compassion for each camper. Little girls really are just so precious. It's amazing how when you have Jesus' love you can give so much more. God really came through for me so much this year and I think in many ways I just felt more like a grown-up.
However, now that I'm back home and camp is over I am faced with the fact that school begins in less than a month. I feel like I just finished exams. I think I'm in need of some more rest and restoration for my mind and soul. I want to go back motivated and excited but if I had to go back right now I know I wouldn't feel that way. I'm just praying that this year will be the best year yet. I have faith that it will be. How could it not when I'm living in Aldersgate with Kate, Jenelle, and of course my lovely roommate Anna?
I'm not sure if there's any good way to end this blog, so this is it. The End.
When I was little I used to watch this movie at least once a week. I haven't seen it since I was about ten but this past week I watched it like six times. It just really warms my heart. It's all about learning how to love. Jane Wyman, formerly married to the late President Reagan, is in it. She plays a fabulously rich snob who learns to drop her prickly exterior and love. She has the awesomest hats and dresses and I kind of want to be her. So, if you haven't seen this movie, I highly recommend it. If you're sappy like me you'll find it totally adorable.
"Every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end" -Seneca
"Humankind cannot stand very much reality." -T.S. Elliot
"Submit thyself to God, and live in peace.Take no merit for thy good, or guilt for thy error. Good and ill dispose of thee, not thou of them." -the Persian