I need to be a lot better at blogging. So here's a random life update.
1. The house-hunting front is still going strong. We're following some leads. It's like we're detectives or something. But no lease has been signed and I'm getting antsy. No shocker on that one.
2. London is in about 18 days I think. So less than 3 weeks, which is pretty crazy. I'm so excited to go. And--hey! All my ducks got in a row and submitted online, which is awesome. I'm not normally that on top of things. Deadlines really put a fire under your belly.
3. It's pretty weird being a repeat counselor. It's great, of course. But my new camp does not understand my sense of humor and it has to change. Because it gets awkward.
4. I ran into one of my professors at church today. It was really cool because she's a cool professor. But also really pretty alarming because it was so unexpected. Like, was I supposed to talk about school with her? I don't know. It was just one of those situations where I didn't know how to react.
5. Mom and Dad, I apologize in advance for my awful math grades. Bear with me for a semester and all the pain will be over.
6. Related to that, it's pretty dang awesome to know that you're in the right major. That's one of the many areas that God has really blessed me--clarity.
7. Every weekend comes too slowly and goes too fast. Why does A&M not celebrate every holiday? Come on, regents board. Would celebrating President's Day really be so awful?
8. Recently learned that hammocks do not, in fact, come with straps. So I will be making a trip to Academy in the near future.
Yep, there's my life as of mid-February. Welcome to my jumbled, blessed hot mess.
Sunday, February 17, 2013
Monday, February 11, 2013
Impact...AGAIN!
Yes, so this is a thing now. Linley scares the incoming freshman of A&M/Blinn: round two. After lots of tears, two roommates who are frighteningly good at lying (or just hiding the truth), several pages of journal entries, and one lost appetite, I woke up this morning to find an email from Impact waiting for me. And it confirmed what I'd been afraid to feel for the past 2 weeks: that I'm supposed to be involved in Impact.
Recap for the new readers: Impact is the Christian orientation camp at Texas A&M. It's mission is to serve the incoming freshman and bring them into the body of Christ in their new college community. There are 3 sessions (alpha, delta, and omega) and 9 camps named after the tribes of Israel (Asher, Benji, Judah, Gad, Zebulin, Reuben, Issachar, Naphtali, and Simeon). Each camp is in each session, so, for example, I was in Delta Asher last year. Within each camp was a structure of leadership. There are cochairs--which are a guy and a girl and they are in charge of the camp (run logistics, plan events, general leaders). Then there is the prayer team--again, another guy/girl combo and they're sole job is to pray and serve everyone involved in that camp and in Impact as a whole. Lastly, there are the counselors. 7 guys and 7 girls who are the ones who will be directly building relationships with the freshman. Retreat is in August and the whole spring semester before is bonding with your camp and getting ready to meet these new college kids and love them with the love of Christ.
So it's a pretty sweet deal.
Applying to be a repeat counselor was never something I doubted I would do. It was always just an obvious thing that I would. One of my roommates applied and got cochair and one of my other roommates applied and got prayer team. And the two weeks between me applying and me finding out were some of the most stressful weeks ever. Particularly the 48 hours between my roommates knowing and me knowing. Let's just suffice to say that I shed a lot of stress tears. A lot. Unfortunately, I didn't stick with what I knew and let myself be swayed by my over analytical mind. And all the over analyzing suggested that no, I would not be an Impact counselor again this year.
So my email this morning was a pleasant surprise. Truthfully, I'm learning a lot about the Lord's faithfulness. And how--after having the verse memorized for the past 5 years--I'm still forgetting the message behind Jeremiah 29:11. Would I have been devastated if Impact was a no-go? No, I don't believe so. The thing I was most stressed about was the not knowing. It could've gone either way and I would've been peaceful about the situation. But it was the fact that everyone in my apartment knew something that affected me directly and I didn't. The frustration was palpable. But Jesus tells us in Matthew that we aren't to worry about tomorrow, because it has it's own worries. After 21 years, you would think I would know that lesson now too.
Will it be pretty sad to have a new group message with 17 new people and to not rock the light blue (probably) all semester? Yeah. Definitely. Delta Asher was the best. But I'm pretty stoked to come together in a close friendship with 17 new people where our only bond will be the Gospel of Christ...and a new favorite color.
To my new cochairs: Everyone keeps talking about how awesome you are. And even though I meet you on Wednesday, know that I'm doing some investigating. I will discover this secret.
God is big. I'm not.
2 Corinthians 12:9.
Recap for the new readers: Impact is the Christian orientation camp at Texas A&M. It's mission is to serve the incoming freshman and bring them into the body of Christ in their new college community. There are 3 sessions (alpha, delta, and omega) and 9 camps named after the tribes of Israel (Asher, Benji, Judah, Gad, Zebulin, Reuben, Issachar, Naphtali, and Simeon). Each camp is in each session, so, for example, I was in Delta Asher last year. Within each camp was a structure of leadership. There are cochairs--which are a guy and a girl and they are in charge of the camp (run logistics, plan events, general leaders). Then there is the prayer team--again, another guy/girl combo and they're sole job is to pray and serve everyone involved in that camp and in Impact as a whole. Lastly, there are the counselors. 7 guys and 7 girls who are the ones who will be directly building relationships with the freshman. Retreat is in August and the whole spring semester before is bonding with your camp and getting ready to meet these new college kids and love them with the love of Christ.
So it's a pretty sweet deal.
Applying to be a repeat counselor was never something I doubted I would do. It was always just an obvious thing that I would. One of my roommates applied and got cochair and one of my other roommates applied and got prayer team. And the two weeks between me applying and me finding out were some of the most stressful weeks ever. Particularly the 48 hours between my roommates knowing and me knowing. Let's just suffice to say that I shed a lot of stress tears. A lot. Unfortunately, I didn't stick with what I knew and let myself be swayed by my over analytical mind. And all the over analyzing suggested that no, I would not be an Impact counselor again this year.
So my email this morning was a pleasant surprise. Truthfully, I'm learning a lot about the Lord's faithfulness. And how--after having the verse memorized for the past 5 years--I'm still forgetting the message behind Jeremiah 29:11. Would I have been devastated if Impact was a no-go? No, I don't believe so. The thing I was most stressed about was the not knowing. It could've gone either way and I would've been peaceful about the situation. But it was the fact that everyone in my apartment knew something that affected me directly and I didn't. The frustration was palpable. But Jesus tells us in Matthew that we aren't to worry about tomorrow, because it has it's own worries. After 21 years, you would think I would know that lesson now too.
Will it be pretty sad to have a new group message with 17 new people and to not rock the light blue (probably) all semester? Yeah. Definitely. Delta Asher was the best. But I'm pretty stoked to come together in a close friendship with 17 new people where our only bond will be the Gospel of Christ...and a new favorite color.
To my new cochairs: Everyone keeps talking about how awesome you are. And even though I meet you on Wednesday, know that I'm doing some investigating. I will discover this secret.
God is big. I'm not.
2 Corinthians 12:9.
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