It's a beautiful Day

The sun is shining and people are smiling - today is a brand new day.

I remember when I was little listening to dad's "crazy" music on Saturday mornings when I woke up, and had the biggest craving to do that again. So, along with the Aaron Shust worship song that's been stuck in my head this week, I bought some silly songs to wake up to. Ghost Riders in the sky, if I had a Million Dollars, Just you wait (Henry Higgins, from My Fair Lady)...the list goes on. I think I'm going to have to add some veggietales to the list soon. (Dad, what else did you play for us?)

My room mate has definitely given up on my sanity.

Friday night was the "Epic Project Party" at Campus for Christ. I learned about opportunities to go to North Africa, Panama, Paris, Scotland, or the Olympics: all for mission trips. I'm praying about the North Africa and Panama trips - I really do want to spend some time in Missions this Summer, and now I just have to find out where God wants me to go. After the project party it was games night in my dorm again. Hooray for Apples to Apples! Although I admit, we are getting to the point where some game variety might be nice.

This weekend Amber and I went shopping for Operation Christmas Child and ended up buying advent calendars. (but we got stuff for the shoebox too!) Of course we got back to my rez in time to find out that while we were out, both elevators broke down, so up the stairs we went!

Amber and Veronica both were visited by their mothers and siblings this weekend. Between that, and all the Christmas advertising and decorations that are up all over the place...I'm getting a tad bit home sick! The countdown has begun

Other than that, the weekend was mostly filled with work, and sleep. I finished writing my bulletin text - for those of you in the presbyterian church, if you happen to be at a church that uses the right type of bulletin covers on May 8, 2011, you'll see a bit of me! Finishing this came with the realization that (If you are my parents/grandparents/anyone that doesn't want to think about me growing up, don't read the next line) when it comes out, I'll be 20. Yeah...20. And that reminds me that of all the worries I have today, all the decisions I have to make, all of the things that make my heart ache: they are all small. They'll all be over with, they'll seem silly: the same as all the "crises" I remember from when I was 16. Now if only that would completely clear my mind. Here's what I'm thinking about...

Relationships, program of studies, health, where to live next year, missions projects, church.

God - I give these burdens unto you.