I have so much to get packed up--I'm having to pack in 3 different ways--One way is putting stuff in a pile to put in a storage unit. And the other two ways are for NYC and Australia. I've never had so much trouble trying to get things in order. I need someone to be here directing me. They need to be telling me that "no, you really don't need to take that with you--are you really going to wear that?" so--that's my biggest problem. I need a plan--Put outfits together, but this is kinda hard since some of my clothes are not washed. ugh. lol. Ok--I've talked myself into it--I'll put it off.
sorry this wasn't very insightful! lol just needed to complain about something today.
Friday, April 10, 2009
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
The Grass is as Green as you Make it.
Life is beautiful. This week has really been a blessed week for me. God really does work in Awesome ways. I sometimes wonder how people (including myself) are wrapped up in the smallest things, worrying about what move we are going to make next, the test coming up, the paper that's due, etc. We need to let God worry about it, and we just need to get through it the best way possible. I've definitely have become a free spirit. I worry about things, don't get me wrong. The BIG picture is what really matters though and I try and tell people and myself that we need to stop worrying about this temporary place. College is College. It is something to occupy our time for Christian young people. We need to live our lives now--we don't have time to waste it ( like I often do--I really should stop) We have to make something of it, more than school, more than work, more than just every day things. NOW is the time to make the difference--Why wait? Why not help the cause now instead of later? Later might result in things being a bigger mess. We should be doing what we can to leave legacies, change the world, save a TON of souls and LOVING on people.
There really isn't much time life. I promise you friend--it's passing by.
There really isn't much time life. I promise you friend--it's passing by.
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