Crazy, crazy, crazy... yup, thats me! :)

Goodness. January is close to over and February is fast approaching. School is in full swing, as is every other aspect of my crazy life as a LCU student. I came in this semester with the exciting thought of - "I have less credit hours and more free-time. What am I gonna do with myself? I won't be nearly as stressed." HAHAH. Boy, was I wrong. I have now filled up nearly every weekend with something other than homework and rest, and nearly every weeknight as well. I have learned over the last few days that I have to make sure I take time for myself. Yes, it's okay that I want to be busy and help make sure others needs are met. But not at my own expense. And yes, that sounds terribly selfish. But to only to a small extent. I am no good to others if I am burnt out and suffering personally. I am learning that more and more. And that's not a bad thing. Even Jesus took time for himself. He would quietly sneak away to a corner of a garden so that he could rest and pray. He even took naps while his disciples worked. And he knew the importance of that. He knew that he couldn't keep going non-stop meeting everyone elses needs without taking some time for himself. I am being taught that lesson and I can't say that it's an easy one, because it definitely isn't. But I am a pretty strong girl and I will make it through. Life is crazy here and sometimes I absolutely love it, and at other times I wish I could escape. Alot is going on it seems. I am busy with student cabinet and RA responsibilities, 5 classes, three jobs and hopefully a ministry sometime soon. But that's my life. I love it. And I wouldn't want it to be any different than it is right now. I have also had to make some big decisions in the last couple of days regarding future plans and opportunities. They were tough to make and I am still really torn on whether or not its going to be a good thing in the end. A part of me is really sad and disappointed, while another part of me is telling me I did the right, smart thing. But I have to hold onto the fact that despite my decision, GOD is going to be at work and he is going to continue to mold me, train me, and guide me. He will make things workout when they need to and he will make it make sense in my head when the time comes. And he will be my comfort on those days when I am miserable because I feel like I chose wrongly. But through it all, my hope and my comfort is in the fact that GOD will still be at work in me. That is a comfort that I can't even begin to describe with words. Well, I need to go to yet another set of meetings. But I am going with a smile because I know that it will all serve a purpose and that GOD is still at work.