A few of my friends have been doing this, so I jumped on the bandwagon.

SOME THINGS I’VE DONE IN MY LIFE:

Started your own blog – …obviously.
Slept under the stars – never. Since I’m allergic to grass and trees, it’s kind of not an option for me.
Played in a band – nope.
Watched a meteor shower – never.
Given more than you can afford to charity – I should. But no.
Been to Disneyland/world – I’ve never been to California or Florida, so no.
Climbed a mountain – I feel like I haven’t done anything… no.
Sang a solo – Yes. I used to be in choir in junior high/high school.
Taught yourself an art from scratch – Not really, other than photography, if that counts?
Held a praying mantis – no thank you!
Had a pillow fight – yes.
Taking an overnight train – no.
Taken a sick day when you’re not ill – Yes. I call them mental health days. You should try it.
Built a snow fort – when I was a kid :)
Gone skinny dipping – never.
Seen a total eclipse – no
Watched a sunrise or sunset – I love sunrises.
Seen Niagara Falls in Person – when I was little.
Seen an Amish community – nope.
Taught yourself a new language – pig latin? ha.
Had enough money to be truly satisfied – does that ever happen? I’m trying though…
Gone rock climbing – Afraid of heights, so no.
Sung karaoke – when I was younger
Bought a stranger a meal at a restaurant – fast food. paid for the people behind me. I do it every so often.
Walked on a beach by moonlight – never really been to a beach that I can remember.
Gone scuba diving or snorkeling – never.
Played in the mud – nope.
Gone to a drive-in theater – no! but I really want to.
Started a business – no.
Served at a soup kitchen – kind of… long story.
Gotten flowers for no reason – no.
Donated blood, platelets or plasma – I pass out, so no.
Visited a Nazi Concentration Camp – No — but I would LOVE to.
Saved a favorite childhood toy – not that I can recall.
Visited the Lincoln Memorial – yes but it has been a while
Eaten Caviar – no thank you.
Stood in Times Square – never been to NY.
Broken a bone – my toe. twice.
Been on a speeding motorcycle – no
Had your picture in the newspaper – I think so. Can’t remember why.
Visited the White House – Saw it, but never was close to it.
Killed and prepared my own meat – no thank you!
Had chickenpox – I have a lovely scar on my forehead to prove it.
Sat on a jury – nope.
Met someone famous – Jeremy Camp. Building 249. Seven Places. Sanctus Real. MercyMe.
Joined a book club – no.
Lost a loved one – yes.
Owned a cell phone – of course.
Been stung by a bee -the last time, it was on the inside of my lip.

I’m pretty passionate about community. That’s a pretty big reason why I love living where I do, and am fine with not being able to live off campus. Another reason why I love being an RA. I’m able to walk around the building and stop into any room and be able to chat with the girls who live there. My duty night is on Wednesday, which is the open hour night during the week. Because the guys are in the building that night, tons of the girls doors are open, and I get to stop in and chat with so many girls that, if I was not an RA, I wouldn’t even know. This also means that I spend a lot of time talking on Wednesday nights, which I love, but it leaves me with little time for homework (but who doesn’t love procrastinating?! ;) ) As I write this, I am sitting in the lounge of our building, while it is quiet so I can try to get my homework for the week done. That way I don’t have to worry about it on Wednesday night. :)

Speaking of community… Now, I have been a Pittsburgh Steelers fan for a few years now thanks to Kent (because anyone who says they are a Detroit Lions fan just likes pain. I mean, come on. 0-16, really?!). I cannot even being to describe how awesome being in metro-Pittsburgh was, watching the Steelers win the Super Bowl with a bunch of friends from the area. Then… right after they won, I looked at my roommate, said “Let’s go!”, and hopped in my car with a few other friends and traveled the 45 minutes to get down to the downtown Pittsburgh. It was… amazing. I can’t even tell you how great it was. We drove around downtown, Southside, and Oakland, blaring the Here We Go song, honking the horn, screaming, and waving the terrible towels. Video is on my facebook, if you’d like to check it out. I’m pretty excited that I was able to be here in the ‘Burgh to celebrate with everyone else, when else would I be able to? 

 

Love it.

I have none.

I’m back at Panera, what I thought was my safe studying spot. Not tonight. I cannot concentrate, for the life of me. I have a lot of work to do this weekend, but my mind will not focus on one particular thing. So, here I am writing a blog entry when I should be writing about whether Geneva College is a Stage 3 college, or reading my “Shaped by the Bible” book.

 

I brought my Bible. I think I’ll sit here and continue reading Romans while listening to music, then attempt to attack this massive to-do list.

I’ve been reading the book The Shack for a class, and this song reminds me of the book. I love both this song and the book, and it explains where I’ve been for a little while now…

 

I’ve been staring at the sky tonight
Marvelling and passing time
Wondering what to do with daylight
Until I can make you mine
You are the one I want, you are the one I want

I’ve been thinking of changing my mind
It never stays the same for long
But of all the things I know for sure
You’re the only certain one
You are the one I want, you are the one I want

I’ve been counting up all my wrongs
One sorry for each star
See I’d apologize my way to you 
If the heavens stretched that far
You are the one I want, you are the one I want

I won’t find what I am looking for
If I only “see” by keeping score
‘Cos I know now you are so much more than arithmetic

‘Cos if I add, if I subtract
If I give it all, try to take some back
I’ve forgotten the freedom that comes from the fact
That you are the sum
So you are the one
I want

When the years are showing on my face
And my strongest days are gone
When my heart and flesh depart this place
From a life that sung your song

You’ll still be the one I want 

You’ll still be the one I want

I am currently sitting in my living room… at home in Michigan!

I am currently still amazed at how clearly I can see now that I have my new glasses. I’m pretty excited about this.

I am currently freezing! It’s about 5 degrees here. It was -23 for the beginning of my drive this morning. You know, at 4am.

I am currently listening to my mom snore while taking a nap and watching the puppy sleep on her.

 

I am currently loving. Everything. Things are great.

I am torn and broken. I cannot gather my thoughts into one coherent… thing. I am trying to follow after God and walk with Him and where He wants me to go but the longings of my heart still pull me away. I want to be home, but am happy here. I want to be with my family, but I know that I am doing His work here. And I want that. I want them both. 

I have spent a lot of time in worship lately. Said worship has recently led me to getting out of a relationship that I was in for the past four months. I got out of it to try to work on my relationship with Christ. And I have. I do a devotional before going to bed. I get up in the morning and read the Word. I spend my entire day in worship. …and I am happy. I’m just overwhelmed. 

Overwhelmed with His love.

Overwhelmed with love for His people.

Overwhelmed with the surrendering of my soul.

 

 

The heart breaking makes a sound
I never knew could be
So beautiful and loud
Fury filled and we collide

So courageous until now
Fumbling and scared
So afraid You’ll find me out,
Alone here with my doubt

Here it comes, a beautiful collision
Is happening now.
There seems no end to where You begin and there I am now
You and I collide

Something circling inside,
Spaciously you fly
Infinite and wide,
Like the moon and sky
Collide

Here it comes, a beautiful collision
Is happening now.
There seems no end to where you begin and there I am now
You and I, collide

I guess it would be nice if I shared what my tattoo means, huh? 

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The meaning I personally have behind it is from my studies of Revelation, particularly Revelation 12:11. It’s a reminder that God wins. He’s overcome everything, and that I will overcome by the blood of the Lamb and the word of my testimony. It doesn’t matter if I’m having a bad day, if things are failing all around me, or if I feel like a failure. I know the end of the story. God wins.

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I got a tattoo today. Thought I would share. :)

Is an awesome blog. Here’s what gave me a really good laugh this morning:

In a response to #337, someone responded with a few of his shouting stories.

“Here are a few shouting stories.

I once shouted “Viva La France” at a concert. Turns out Twila Paris is not actually from Paris.

Yelling “Fire” as in “I’m on fire for the Lord” is apparently frowned upon and illegal.

Then there was the time I was at the Traveling Mercies concert and saw a couple of kids making purple so I started shouting “Unclean! Unclean!”

And lastly there was the time at the outdoor Billy Graham crusade that a bug crawled onto my leg and I yelled “Hairy tick!”. Calling the world’s best known evangelist a heretic…also frowned upon.”

The last was particularly my favorite.

What are you laughing at today?

Sometimes I am afraid to come home. …because every time I do, I have more people trying to get me to transfer to a college closer to home. While it’s nice that people miss me and want me to be closer to home, it’s really hard to hear because I struggle with this topic a lot. I wrestle with my options but always come to the conclusion that I don’t know what to do. Well… this time the option is sounding more appealing. Since I’ve decided that I don’t want to become a youth pastor, at least not in my near future, staying at Geneva isn’t a for sure option. I could possibly transfer my credits to Spring Arbor University to have a minor in youth ministry and go on to major in something. That something would be business… But I’m not sure that I want to major in business. I like it, I’m good at it, but I don’t love it. I like student ministry, I’m not great at it, but I have a passion for the stuff that I am learning. 

It doesn’t help that when I come home and go see the students in the student ministry that I belong to… I just want to be here with them.
But I know that when I am home, my life revolves around the student ministry, and while I love it, I think it’s time for me to move past that point.

This is all really random. I know that I can say all this, but it means nothing. I just have a lot to pray and think about.

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