June 20, 2015

In the 32 Hours I Spent With These People


Current situation: It’s 12:32 a.m. and I am in the living room. I’m watching episode 15 of season 6 of Lost, and I’m not going to sleep until I’m finished because Jared watched ahead and I’m catching up so we can finish the show together. I’ve been in Dahlonega for the past two days at Orientation - which consisted of walking around campus is this infamous Georgia heat, sitting through tons of information-filled sessions (like, LOTS of information), tubing, games, new friends… and waking up at 6:00. Now, I’m back at home with new UNG merchandise, a notepad full of important scribble scrabble, a suitcase full of dirty clothes (that may or may not sit in my room for the next week), and the most tired eyes I have ever had. But through all of this exhaustion, the past two days were SO eye opening and exciting!


In the 32 hours I spent with these people, I learned that all the rumors are true - there are groups out there for everyone. I went to a Student Involvement session, and my suitemate and I left asking each other how we were both going to be able to balance ALL of the activities we wanted to be apart of! (Answer: We're going to have to learn to say no to ourselves.)


In the 32 hours I spent with these people, I also met so many people who cared about the same things I did, had similar goals as me, and even had random, itty bitty things in common with me. It made me realize that even though I may not have fit into a lot of groups at school, college is the place where I can be myself and it’s COMPLETELY okay.


In the 32 hours I spent with these people, I learned that I will always have a bathroom buddy. No really… there’s always someone else that has to pee and doesn’t want to go alone. Point blank.


In the 32 hours I spent with these people, I learned that people my age are incredibly friendly. I didn’t meet one person who wasn’t into conversating, laughing, making jokes, or getting to know everyone else. Everyone was SO involved and SO eager to meet people, it reminded me that everybody is in the same boat and everybody wants to have an awesome college experience.


In the 32 hours I spent with these people, I learned that one awkward moment turns into twenty wonderful moments. The most awkward feeling is when you’ve been sitting next to someone for a good 20 minutes talking their head off, then you realize you don’t know their name. Oh, but don’t get me wrong! You know where they’re from, how many siblings they have, their parents’ middle names, the type of fur their dog has, their sleeping position, the way they chew their food, their blood pressure, their social security number… you just forgot to ask them what their name was. That’s when the awkwardness sets in:
“Yeah definitely! That’s so cool how our socials both end with the same three numbers, wow!”
“Agreed, that’s crazy! Well… what’s your name?”
But after the following 6 seconds, the air clears and you’re back in business.


In the 32 hours I spent with these people, I realized that I’m blessed. I was constantly encouraged. I met people who I can laugh with at unnecessary times. I learned about the traditions that my parents have talked about since I grew ears. I have advisors and orientation leaders who have already poured so much care and effort into me. My prayers were constantly being answered whenever I was feeling unsure.


In the past 32 hours I spent with these people, I got ten thousand times more excited and prepared for college than I already was (I didn’t even know that was possible, but hey - HERE I AM). I just pray that I can savor every moment of the next four years, because I know it’ll fly by right before my eyes.


Well, my Lost episode is over and my eyes are taking longer to open when I blink, so I think we all know what that means…


GOODNIGHT!


“The fear of the Lord is the beginning of knowledge, but fools despise wisdom and instruction.”
-Proverbs 1:7 (NIV)








June 8, 2015

Melting Candle


So the other day I saw this thing called a “rekindle candle.” This is what it looks like:



The whole vocation of this candle is that when the candle melts, the wax drips down into the pre-wicked container, and it cools into a brand new candle. It recycles all of the leftover wax! It’s a pretty awesome concept. I can dig it.

Last Wednesday, me and Reagan went to McDonald’s to get ice cream (because who doesn’t love $1 ice cream), and it was $2.14. I was about to break a five, when I realized I had a lot of coins in my cupholder, which included: eight quarters, a dime, and four pennies. Perfect! I didn’t have to break my five dollar bill, I got rid of some of my change, and I got an incredibly delicious ice cream cone (which I downed in literally three minutes).

Oh yeah, another story! A few days ago, I was about to play an app with some of my friends, but I was really tired. Like, REALLY tired. But I love playing games, so I was forcing myself to stay awake (I also hate being left out of games). But, I also hadn’t read my Bible yet, and I knew I needed to do that. So, I turned my phone off, got out my Bible, and read the entire Old Testament with the utmost avidity!

Wrong. I actually decided I would play the game first, THEN read my Bible. That way, I wouldn’t fall asleep on my friends… So, between the candle, the ice cream, and the app/Bible struggle - they all involved leftovers: the extra wax, the change leftover from earlier purchases, and the time left after I play my game. Yet, one of these ideas wasn’t a good one.

That’s right. I should’ve broken that five.

Definitely kidding. I’m talking about putting my earthly desires over my spiritual needs when I chose not to read my Bible, which I NEEDED to do. I ended up falling asleep on something that draws me closer to the Spirit. Reading my Bible gives me a connection to God that I don’t feel as easily with other “spiritual activities,” so how could I have chosen a stupid app over my God?

I guess it’s because I am more drawn to people and events I can see rather than the ones I can’t see… but that’s the point of faith. I guess it could be because I’m young and want to use my small attention span as an excuse… but that’s what prayer is for. I guess it may also be because our generation is too dependent on technology and (like my preacher said) being instantly connected… but that’s what the power button is for.

Thankfully, no matter how many times I give God my “leftovers,” He never gives up on me and He always gives me second chances. He is a forgiving, beautiful God. I just pray that I can learn how to give God as much time as He wants from me, then use THOSE leftovers to serve Him here on earth. I am STILL amazed by God everyday (I am also amazed by the melting candles, but nothing compares to God, of course).

“But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well.”
-Matthew 6:33 (NIV)