My parents have already left to unload all my belongings onto the sidewalk in front of Ogden Hall…an hour and a half early. That’s okay. I like that about them, they’re never late. I miss living with them a lot when I’m at school.
I probably shouldn’t be writing this post, I really don’t have time to waste. But I want to, and I’m going to.
I’m nervous for the school year. Existing in a place crammed full of 18-22 year olds is far more difficult than one may think. This time last year was easily one of the hardest times of my life, I was a sobby mess, just ask my roommate, Lauren Szandzik, whose blog is posted on the right hand menu of this page (shameless sell). However! (Don’t you love that? or BUT! What a beautiful word, ‘But’, the most influential word of all time, in my opinion, ephesians 2:4) There is hope! First of all – Jesus is real. You may not believe it, but you’re believing wrong. That’s not very graceful of me to say, and I’m sorry for that. But He is, and He will be, forever. Hallelujah! Secondly, I’m going to be surrounded by my favorite young women, all who fear and worship Jesus, Real Jesus! When we experience the darkness that is college life, it’s garunteed that we’ll be surrounded by children of the light, ephesians 5:8. So I’m not paralyzed by fear of how I’ll react to seeing brokenness this time, I’m not afraid of falling into a black hole of downward spirals, I have hope. Only because Jesus is real.
That being said, here are some photographs I took and enjoyed and would like to share with you all!
Here’s a picture of an afternoon in Middletown. On this day, I spent some time with one of my favorite people, David Noble, walking through dirt and flowers with speedy freezes in hand. It was really nice, and then I fell in the water. Well, really my foot just slipped. But my foot is still a little sore from it, and it’s been a few weeks since that incident. That’s okay, at least I got my cheek kissed in the shadows! @mustachemaniak #stud
This is a photograph of a zebra, a real life zebra! His name is Zanu Matata, which means something cute and zebra-y, but I can’t remember what it was. He’s 4 months old and full of allergens that made me sneeze and itch for a while after being with him, but it was worth it. To all of you Fairfield Young Life campaigner kids who laughed at me when I told all of you I saw a zebra in a yard outside the Vick’s farm…I hate to say it, but I told you so! But hey, no hard feelings. I love you people more than I can ever say, ever ever ever.
My dad found this baby humming bird in the grass near our house. It was trying to fly but was too small, and he couldn’t and it was beautifully sad. But we put him somewhere nice, in some flowers. Hopefully mama bird comes back and can teach him how to fly so that if he falls out of his nest again, he can get home. I’m not sure if the “dont touch the baby animal because it’s mom won’t take it back” rule applies to birds, but I trust God loves this little guy enough to make an exception.
This is Maria Sharapova, and she’s pretty good at tennis. I had the opportunity to be my dad’s date to the ATP Western & Southern Open Tennis Tournament in Mason, Ohio yesterday, and it was fabulous. I usually don’t use the word fabulous unless it has to do with something a little bit out of my league, like tennis. But it was! It was honestly fabulous. After Maria cleaned house, we saw Fish sweep Nadal (USA!) (sorry Rafa, you’re still cool), and we even got to see a hot second of Federer doing his thing. All the while, eating delicious food served to us by a really nice man named Josh, who didn’t like it when I called him “sir”. And on top of all of that, I was with my dad! He’s probably one of the best men currently living. Forget the probably in that last sentence. He has his arm around me as I type these words, which is a safe feeling. What a guy.
So there are some pictures of my life.
And here goes nothing. Move-In day. Sophomore year. God’s grace, maybe a few tears, lots of fellowship…this could get interesting.