Is this a normal college experience?? August 26, 2008

Okay, so I’ve only been at school for a short amount of time but I’m already ready to come home. My roommate is COMPLETELY different from me. Not that it’s a bad thing, but it just causes an almost immediate reaction of confusion and frustration for me sometimes. Let me elaborate…

She’s Muslim and her culture seems so strange. I feel ignorant because I get frustrated sometimes mainly because I don’t understand. Example: when her mom comes to visit on weekends, and my boyfriend is up here visiting, he has to leave the room and walk around campus because she’s not supposed to have a boy that’s not a part of her family in the same room with her alone.

Guys, I’m really trying to be respectful, but this is such a big adjustment for me. Along with all the extra homework I now have, the cafeteria food I eat at least twice a day, no mom, AND a different culture I’m in almost constant contact with now?!

I’ve been praying more, and I feel like I’ve gotten connected to my faith in a much stronger way. So, maybe all of this is happening for a reason…but for now I’m overwhelmed.

hello, uncg. August 22, 2008

Tonight is my second night at UNCG and I’m still feeling lonely. I don’t know why I should though, I’m going home tomorrow for the night! haha.

I can already tell how much of an adjustment this is going to be. I keep checking my emails from professors and I have homework…apparently was a bad idea to check my email.

Anyways, the dorm is starting to look like home. I like it. It’s just different. I have an AWESOME view of downtown from my dorm though, and that’s a HUGE bonus.

 

Update soon to come. promise
Until then, I still have some settling in to do…

 

peace.

God is freakin’ amazing. August 13, 2008

Sometimes when I blog, or write in my personal journal I like to list things out so I can keep my thoughts straight. And that’s what I’m going to do today. Here goes:

• I’m way too hard on myself
• I over-analyze just about everything
• I’m constantly looking at how to become a better Christian, but in the process it just makes me feel worse
• I felt God move last night…and it was AWESOME.

Last night I had what I’m going to call a spritual epiphany. Today I feel so much stronger and better about things in general.

Wanna know something cool? I won against Satan last night. The first 3 bullets I listed had been eating away at me for months. And last night, during a conversation with my boyfriend we were both just at peace at the end of it. I’m not saying that everything is perfect now, and that I won’t stop being hard on myself…but something is definitely different today. God was just such a strong presence last night and when I was talking to him, he was just so clear. And, it was a great feeling for me to relay what God had said to me to Houston. It made me realize that I am doing a good job at my faith, and that what I had been feeling for those few months was Satan attacking me because he knew I was trying to grow.

I’m beginning to realize that I have a calling somehow. Maybe in a Church, maybe in a different part of the world, or maybe with just the people I work with. I’m not quite sure yet, but I’m totally excited to find out what God has planned for me. YAY GOD.

 

“For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to give you hope and a future.”
-Jeremiah 29:11

Singing in the car. August 11, 2008

I just got back from the beach on Saturday for one last vacation before I move away. I rode with my parents so when I got back home I was desperate to get in my car, drive, and sing along to some favorite songs of mine.
I’m the type of person who you see stopped at a stoplight singing at the top of her lungs and sometimes dancing. It’s awesome, and quite relaxing. Anyways, I was singing along to a song from Jason Mraz, and part of his song has stuck with me.

“Glory God oh God is peeking through the blinds
are we all here standing naked, taking guesses at the actual dates and times?”

Maybe it’s just me, but I’ve been thinking about those lyrics alot.