This is not a walkway! Does this look like a five lane highway?? This is a...– Michael Fleming at Gravediggers in response to the masses of people rushing past us all night.
So I was really trying not to get my hopes up, but in 3 days I’m hoping I’ll know what’s going on in my future. I’m not sure I want to wait another month. I also really want to tell people what I’m doing, just not until all the logistics are worked out.
Being needed is a beautiful thing.
As I was sitting amongst the bonfire in the middle of the residential quad singing Jesus songs, God told me something: Your life is in my hands, I make all things great. Look at your past and see My hands at work. I will never leave you, I will never forsake you. You are My child, whom I love. Wow, I have been hit hard this week with some awesome realizations of how great God is, and how many...
That moment (or moments) when you lose your phone. Got into the parking deck, meaning I had my phone at school. Went to the school grill (a 2 second walk from the deck). And realized as we left the grill that I didn’t have my phone. Long story short I ran around retracing my steps and finally found it by the parked car in the deck. Covered in dust. That moment you find your missing...
School breaks have awesome timing. I’ve got to get away from this city!!
Stop worshiping worship, idolizing missions, and serving the idea of service. If...– Unknown This is me all of the time. Much of the reason for the aforementioned spring cleaning.
Just doing a little online spring cleaning. Trying to keep focused on the important things, like the awesome future in front of me. There’s also something quite liberating about unsubscribing from blogs, deleting bookmarks, and unsubscribing from facebook news feeds. I highly recommend it!
My school has the worst library in the world. I’m seriously about to punch the girl sitting next to me in the face if she keeps on talking. I sweat I go to a fake school. For reals.
Those two words are the bane of my existence currently. Actually they have been for the last year. Here’s to hoping I finish it this semester so I won’t have spent almost two years of my life on this silliness. I can only imagine the weight that will fall off my shoulders once I turn this baby in and make my final presentation (which I’m trying to avoid thinking at all about...
I hate countdowns
They make you rush past life. But at times like these I can’t help but think of May, then I’ll be free of all of this.