Thursday, February 10, 2005
I keep wanting to post but procrastinate for a later time when words come to me more easily. Well that later time never came and now I'm here, stuck with more thoughts and occurences then I care to discuss at the moment. The short version is:
Ash Wednesday was great. A lot of stuff hit me and it has given me a lot to ponder today. I had never done a service like that and what I had seen til now of services like that was hypocritical, so unreal. But this, this was real. I'm glad I walked home. Not only do I love walking at night and the sky was amazing, but I got to talk with Amy about the whole thing which meant a lot to me.
Today was good. People actually came and studied in my dorm this afternoon. A fun change cause usually I hang out everywhere else. Amy and I went and had coffee together at the Java and jsut talked about life, then we came back to the dorm and read together. The phone rang, and soon we were off to Chili's with Matt, Roy, and Ole. What a great change from the normal routine and Harcombe!! We tried to go to a poetry night at Daniel, but the guy playing the guitar there wasn't that great. So we left and went to the Switchfoot concert where we met up with Cynthia. Great concert!!! I made hot drinks for everyone back at the dorm and just talked and goofed off with them. But probably the one of the best parts was reading in different languages with Matt (he speaks Italian and French, reminds me of you language wise Rach, except you speak Spanish and not French, okay, so maybe not that similar).
I know, I havn't really shared my thoughts. I'm too tired and incoherent for that right now, except that I'm learning to sieze life more and more. Not take any moment for granted. God is also drawing me closer to him which is amazing and terrifying all at once.
I love you all and you're in my prayers. I miss those of you that are far away.
Ash Wednesday was great. A lot of stuff hit me and it has given me a lot to ponder today. I had never done a service like that and what I had seen til now of services like that was hypocritical, so unreal. But this, this was real. I'm glad I walked home. Not only do I love walking at night and the sky was amazing, but I got to talk with Amy about the whole thing which meant a lot to me.
Today was good. People actually came and studied in my dorm this afternoon. A fun change cause usually I hang out everywhere else. Amy and I went and had coffee together at the Java and jsut talked about life, then we came back to the dorm and read together. The phone rang, and soon we were off to Chili's with Matt, Roy, and Ole. What a great change from the normal routine and Harcombe!! We tried to go to a poetry night at Daniel, but the guy playing the guitar there wasn't that great. So we left and went to the Switchfoot concert where we met up with Cynthia. Great concert!!! I made hot drinks for everyone back at the dorm and just talked and goofed off with them. But probably the one of the best parts was reading in different languages with Matt (he speaks Italian and French, reminds me of you language wise Rach, except you speak Spanish and not French, okay, so maybe not that similar).
I know, I havn't really shared my thoughts. I'm too tired and incoherent for that right now, except that I'm learning to sieze life more and more. Not take any moment for granted. God is also drawing me closer to him which is amazing and terrifying all at once.
I love you all and you're in my prayers. I miss those of you that are far away.
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