staring at the ceiling

Slouched in the library, Relient K entering in my head, and completely surrounded by tables full of guys, I’ve come to realize that I’m right where I’m supposed to be.  The first few days of school were completely stressful, but they are gone and I’ve figured out what I’m going to do. I’m currently in the process of changing my major to English-Creative Writing, if not that then just a general English major instead. I’m excited. For the most part I like all my classes. All 12 hours of them. I’ve never had a semester so far with the minimum hours that you can possibly take and still be a full-time student; usually I’m up there by 18 hours. There’s just too much reading and writing to be done every night to take on a full 15.

I think I’ve finally decided on a home church. I’ve been praying about this for quit a few months now, really seeking God on this, and I think I’ve finally heard where I’m supposed to go. This excites me like you wouldn’t believe.  I’ve been going to this particular church off and on all summer long, and everytime I’ve gone I just feel the presence of God like never before. I get something out of the sermon each time-it challenges me. The worship, while still in the beginning stages of a church plant, is just really powerful and I’m able to enter into enter in each time. Its amazing. I haven’t felt like that in a long time. The first Sunday that I remember going there, I started speaking in tongues during the worship; I haven’t done that in about 2 years during the worship part of church at either of the other 2 churches I’ve been checking out and thats something that is very important to me. I just feel like this is where I’m supposed to be going. I really struggled with this though, because I didn’t want to just be going because all my friends go there, etc etc. Its a plus that they go there, but thats not why I wanted to go there. I want to go to a church where I feel that I’m growing spiritually, and that somehow I’ll be able to help out there.

Speaking of helping out, Chi Alpha has done so much the past 3 weeks its basically insane. That first week, I ran myself ragged from trying to do so much. I really like helping others out and because of that I’m bad at saying no. So instead I wear myself out to the point of breaking. But it all turned out great so in that respect I’m happy. I have a meeting in an hour and half for leadership.

Its exciting. Tonight is our first football game and it happens to be the first college football game in the nation. Too bad its not on our home field though. At any rate, I’m looking forward to hanging out with everyone tonight and watching it on the big screen. :)

Take it easy and study hard!
-immashutterbug

first day of classes=the pit

Today was the first day of classes. And no, this was not one of those spectacular days where every class goes great and the professors are wonderful. This was a day where as soon as I walked in the room and sat down, ears attentive to the teachers droning on and one over the sllybi, that I had a horrible cold sweat creep over my body, letting me know once again that I am in the wrong major.  Isn’t that just a great way to start your Junior year of college?

I about started crying in my second class today but I was able to retain my emotion until I hit the brickyard where the XA tent was. Quauhtli asked how my classes had been and the tears just started coming. I felt like such a wuss for crying. I don’t cry in front of people. I just don’t. I hate how incredibly vulnerable it makes me, and I can’t stand it. So those feelings of being a wuss on top of the classes just were not a good mix. Thankfully, the rest of the guys were too busy with whatever they were doing to realize I was crying.  Anyways, I finally got myself together long enough to get up and walk over to Dusty, who gave me a hug and I just about lost it again. When we pulled back, I’m betting she could easliy see I was about to break down, so we went and got lunch.

I talked with my mom throughout the day and she told my dad what was going on. He ended up calling me while I was trying to sleep off a migraine. Since I was already in a very tense mood, I was not looking forward to hearing his questions on the whole thing and he knew it. But he reminded me that he was just trying to help me and I understood that. The great part was when he just started praying for me and this massive peace just started to fall down slowly, and its lingered ever since.

I believe my dad is one of the most Godly men that I know. He’s just so tight with God. I wish I had that much of a closeness with God as he does. Every time my dad and I talk about spiritual issues, I just feel like I learn so much. Its insane. ….I dunno. This leeways into what I’m looking for in a guy. I want a guy who has that kind of closeness with God. Someone who listens to Him, and is so tight with Him that it just radiates in all that he does. There’s this guy that I like, and I’ve just been really trying to seek God’s will on the whole thing. I feel like I’m hearing “no” and yet everytime I’m around him, I feel like its a “maybe.” It doesn’t help that I 1/2 way think that he likes me back-to an extent mind you. To what extent I haven’t quiet figured out, but if it is the little things that count, then stuff just seems to be adding up. I know that from what I’ve seen over the past few years and what I’ve come to realize as of lately, is that this is a guy striving to follow after God’s own heart. And that impresses me to no end. I found myself wishing the other day that God would somehow make it work out between us. How crazy is that??!! I feel like a fool because I feel like I’m just going to be setting myself up for something that might never happen, and yet, I can’t help but think that maybe it isn’t going to happen now but in the future. Oy. For now, I’m just going to have to accept the “no” that I believe I’m hearing, and pray that Jesus helps me to be able to maintain only a friendship with him. I would just rather be more than friends…arrrrrrgggggggg!!!!

Ok. Its late. I’m tired. And I’m thinking that Jesus and I need to have a talk just about now on a few major issues going on in my life. My life is surrendered into His hands completely…I just wish I had a fully detailed map of what is going to happen as of right now. Oh well.

Wait for the Lord;
be strong and take heart
and wait for the Lord.
(-Psalm 27:14)

-immashutterbug