Changes

I'm getting ready for my junior year of college! I honestly can remember my first move in day as a freshman like it was yesterday.  I realize that I sound like the old "back in my day" people but it's so true.  I cannot believe how fast time goes by sometimes.  Similarly to my freshman year which was full of new beginnings and changes, this fall will also be bringing new things.  For one, I am no longer the underclassmen who has the upperclassmen to look up to.  Now the roles have changed and I am the one these new freshman will be looking up to.  It's all so scary and exciting at the same time.  Am I ready for such a challenge? I can say I am, but am I truly up for it? I guess I like to think of Paul or any of the disciples when I think about this.  Paul even writes himself that he is not a wise man or a knowledgeable man, but a simple man willing to do the work of the Lord.  I guess that is the kind of attitude I need to have.  Anyways I guess it's just another issue I need to give over to Him and stop worrying about.  

Here's my second issue: packing.  I dont know what it is about packing, but I just can't do it.  It's ridiculously time consuming, takes tons of organization and patience, and in the end you just unpack it anyways! If there was a way that I could just magically make it disappear and reappear that would be great.  So if anyone finds a way to do so, let me know.  I guess the great thing about this is that when I do unpack everything it will be in my new house with 4 of my greatest friends! What an adventure that will be!

Finally, saying goodbye.  I always seem to have a tough time leaving home after a great summer.  Its funny how you take things for granted until you have to leave them.  Like the stars.  Tonight they were beautiful! They took up the whole entire sky.  You don't have stars like that in the city.  Or sleeping in my own bed.  Or going to my home church.  Enjoying the sunset from my gazebo overlooking the lake.  Pontoon rides. Or just spending time with my family.  I hate the fact that only at the very end of the summer when I know time is running out, do I take the time and enjoy these things.  Makes me wonder how much of my time I waste on things that don't have any significance.  If I always lived as though I was running low on time...what that would be like and how different it would be?! Hmmm...well I guess I'll start by enjoying my iced chai latte with soy milk and an hour long pedicure tomorrow morning:)