So here I am again, back in the blogging world with renewed writing energy, new stories and probably-not-but-hopefully more time.
I realize I haven't blogged this entire summer and there is really no way I can catch you all up. I didn't put that pressure on me to try to keep up and at this point it's too much to think about to go all the way back, so I'm just picking back up right where I am, in the here and now.
The here and now is college. :) Yes. I am all moved into to my dorm room (which I lucked out and is one of the larger ones on campus.) I've met my roommate, who is a perfect match for me (so far). We've played capture the flag with our brother dorm. Watched movies. Gone to orientation seminars. Had chapel servives with awesome worship. Heard from the president. Gotten 2 free t-shirts. Free pizza. Free lunches. Free dinners. I stood in the 1 hour line to get my ID...which the photo is about the size of my thumbnail and was taken while the police office inhaled his Famous Amos cookies. We've had a surprise birthday party. Ran to Walmart for snacks. Watched a man twirl fire. Gone for walks. And then there was Deke Day.
And yes, this was all this weekend, as I moved my boxes of essential junk in on Friday.
It's been a crazy weekend, following a crazy summer, but I really couldn't be much more happy where I am.
I knew God called me to this place but He's been making that even more clearly evident to me as time goes on here. As I walk the sidewalks and smile at friendly places. As I meet sweet girls, and connect with random strangers. As speakers speak words of truth and the congregation I'm worshiping with is larger then any other I've been in. As I see godly men and women want to do the Lord's will and encourage each other. God is here. I am here. and that's all because of Him.
Yesterday afternoon we went on what Lee calls Deke day. Deke comes from a Greek word which means "to serve." And that is one of the things I love about this school. Last year alone they outputted over 72,000 hours of service. So as part of your orientation all the freshman kick off the year with a service project.
We split into groups and went and visited a total of 41 nursing homes. My group was bussed off to an Alzheimer's unit where we sat with, colored for, played Janga with, tried to talk with the patients. It was actually a really special time in which I was able to get over many of my fears or stereotypes I had of super elderly/alzheimers patients. And believe it or not, I would love to go back. Yes, it took unbelievable amounts of patience to repeat the same thing over and over again. and to be told the same thing over and over again. At times it was hard to get through to them. But they loved having us there. One lady thought we were spending the night and it made me so sad when she realized we wouldn't eat breakfast with her. I'm so ready to get out serve. Bring it.
This is stepping into something completely new, away from anything and everything that is familiar to me but I'm excited to see where God takes us. I know it's not going to be all smooth, happy sailing, but then how am I to grow? So here's to new beginnings. A direction. Another giant step forward.
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