How is it that during the low stress times of my life I have no relationship problems to speak of, and then when all this stress piles up, it walks in and says "Hey! Remember me? We haven't debated in forever!" Obviously God knows what's going on, so I'll keep following Him. Maybe I end up creating the issue, making it larger than life. I just know that I need to keep waiting, and praying for my future husband. Sure, it gets monotonous after awhile, but I have faith that my persistence will pay off someday...hopefully someday soon.
Thankfully, I have a wealth of resources to help me in my journey. Every Sunday morning I eat breakfast in the floor lounge and listen to The Boundless Show. They always have sound advice on all aspects of being a young adult. They usually provide a good dose of humor as well, which puts me in a great mood before I head off to church. I really wish another one of my friends listened to Boundless, because there's so much I want to discuss with someone, but can't. For now I'll keep listening, reading, and thinking.
Well, I need to get back to the normal College life stuff. Maybe I'll find more time to blog over fall break?
Monday, October 19, 2009
Saturday, October 10, 2009
A morning like this can't go without a blog post...
So, it's kinda early for a Saturday, and I've already been up for what seems like forever. Let me explain: My mom is going to Ohio because he uncle is getting remarried out there. Actually, it seems like a lot of people I know are either out in Ohio or Indiana. I really don't understand, what's so great about those states? Just kidding, I know people who love it out there, just like I love it here in PA. Anywho, Mom's plane left at 6:15am, which meant she needed to be at the airport at 5am or so. Now, Mom considered just paying to leave the car at HIA, but I jumped in and volunteered to drive her to the Airport so that I could have a vehicle, but that's another story for another day. Anyways, I slept on the lounge chair in the living room last night, and woke up to my parent's alarm clock going off at 3:30am. I figured while I was awake, I might as well get ready for the day, since I knew we'd be leaving during the 4 o'clock hour. We didn't leave until 4:45am, but that's okay because there was no traffic what so ever until we got closer to Harrisburg.
After Mom check her luggage, and started going through security, I decided to follow the signs for the observation deck, because that just sounded like fun, and what else is a girl to do at 5:30 in the morning? Well, HIA's observation deck isn't exactly much to write home about. Plus, I knew that I'd have to wait at least a half an hour before any planes took off (it's a small airport), and didn't want to wait that long. So I made my way back to the parking garage, only to find that I couldn't remember where I parked the van. I don't usually find myself in this predicament, and thankfully I realized that I came back to the parking garage a different way than when Mom and I left it. I was able to remember some of the surroundings of where we parked, and eventually found it! Mind you, this was my very first parking garage experience, and I think I did pretty well.
I drove out of the parking garage, paid for parking, and made my way towards the highways. I was doing okay until I had to chose whether I needed to take 83 north or south. Somehow I ended up in the lane for 83 north before I could change my mind. So I went with it, and knew that I saw signs saying it would lead to I-81, and I knew that once I got to I-81 I'd regain my sense of direction. Somewhere around there is started to rain. No biggie, it's been raining a bit lately, and I can handle it. Then it started raining harder and harder, until I needed to put the wipers on high in order to see! I checked the clock, which told me it was 6:00am. Good, Mom's plane hadn't left yet. I turned this time into my morning devotion, praying fervently that I wouldn't die right there on whatever highway the van was on. The drivers around me didn't seem to understand my precautions of going slow in dark while pouring down rain, but they just passed me and it was okay. (because what's the use of driving fast when you can't see?)
It was scary, and reminded me of whenever I helped with the driving out to Ohio and went through two major thunderstorms head on while driving on the turnpike. This had the added element of experiencing it in the dark. I made it to the Carlisle Pike, where I walked around a little bit at Wegman's and WalMart. I was going to go to Panera Bread, but they didn't open until 7, and I figured I might as well go back to the college to get a meal included in my meal plan, so I wouldn't have to pay anything.
No, I haven't slept since I got back, and yes, I'm tired. I still need to work at some point today, and should probably do some homework. I'll sleep at some point, I'm just not sure when. I'll figure it out though, no worries.
After Mom check her luggage, and started going through security, I decided to follow the signs for the observation deck, because that just sounded like fun, and what else is a girl to do at 5:30 in the morning? Well, HIA's observation deck isn't exactly much to write home about. Plus, I knew that I'd have to wait at least a half an hour before any planes took off (it's a small airport), and didn't want to wait that long. So I made my way back to the parking garage, only to find that I couldn't remember where I parked the van. I don't usually find myself in this predicament, and thankfully I realized that I came back to the parking garage a different way than when Mom and I left it. I was able to remember some of the surroundings of where we parked, and eventually found it! Mind you, this was my very first parking garage experience, and I think I did pretty well.
I drove out of the parking garage, paid for parking, and made my way towards the highways. I was doing okay until I had to chose whether I needed to take 83 north or south. Somehow I ended up in the lane for 83 north before I could change my mind. So I went with it, and knew that I saw signs saying it would lead to I-81, and I knew that once I got to I-81 I'd regain my sense of direction. Somewhere around there is started to rain. No biggie, it's been raining a bit lately, and I can handle it. Then it started raining harder and harder, until I needed to put the wipers on high in order to see! I checked the clock, which told me it was 6:00am. Good, Mom's plane hadn't left yet. I turned this time into my morning devotion, praying fervently that I wouldn't die right there on whatever highway the van was on. The drivers around me didn't seem to understand my precautions of going slow in dark while pouring down rain, but they just passed me and it was okay. (because what's the use of driving fast when you can't see?)
It was scary, and reminded me of whenever I helped with the driving out to Ohio and went through two major thunderstorms head on while driving on the turnpike. This had the added element of experiencing it in the dark. I made it to the Carlisle Pike, where I walked around a little bit at Wegman's and WalMart. I was going to go to Panera Bread, but they didn't open until 7, and I figured I might as well go back to the college to get a meal included in my meal plan, so I wouldn't have to pay anything.
No, I haven't slept since I got back, and yes, I'm tired. I still need to work at some point today, and should probably do some homework. I'll sleep at some point, I'm just not sure when. I'll figure it out though, no worries.
Wednesday, October 07, 2009
Another new song!
so for the past two days a new song has been forming in my head! I'm really excited to see the creative process go to work like this! I don't have a title for it yet, and probably won't until I absolutely need it. I already have some of the chords on guitar, but am waiting until I can get to a piano to try to figure that out, because I'm hearing piano in my head. It's harder for me to write music on piano, so it's something I don't usually do, but definitely feel like in order for me to put my best into this song, I need to at least attempt to pick out the music on piano.
I'm not ready to share the lyrics with the world yet, however. This song is extremely personal to me at the moment, making it very difficult to share.
Well, this week so far has been good. There's still much to do before the week ends, but I know that with God's help I can accomplish much!
I'm not ready to share the lyrics with the world yet, however. This song is extremely personal to me at the moment, making it very difficult to share.
Well, this week so far has been good. There's still much to do before the week ends, but I know that with God's help I can accomplish much!
Friday, October 02, 2009
so here I am
It's here, I'm 19. If you want to be technical about it I won't be 19 until 11:54am. The story goes that on the day when I was born, the doctor told my mom that I would be here before the end of the Price is Right show. and that's what happened! I was born exactly 40 years after the Peanuts comic debut.
So, how do I feel about being 19? Well, like I said yesterday, I didn't think it was a big deal up until last week. Then I started thinking about my grandma, my mom, and even my aunts, and what they were doing on their 19th birthday's, or what they had accomplished thus far. We'll start with Grandma.
When my Grandma turned 19, she had already married and given birth to my mom's old sister. I know that this was probably quite normal among most 19-year-old young women. That still doesn't change the fact that it's weird to think about. I mean, I haven't so much as gone on my first date (or courtship outing if you want to call it that). I know that this fact doesn't make me any less of a person, but it's still something to ponder.
Okay, by the time my mom and her sisters had turned 19, they had each completed a year of college.(they're birthdays are all in the summer) At this point in time I have only completed a month of college. so that's not really helping my self esteem at all. In addition, my aunt Tracey already had two nieces and one nephew by the time she turned 19. But I attribute that to the fact that she's the youngest, and 8 and 9 years younger than her older sisters. I've already come to the conclusion that I will not have the privilege of being an aunt for a very long time, unless I end up marrying someone who's already an uncle.(don't worry, that won't be the basis of looking for a future husband. it would just be an added bonus just like it would be if the guy I marry already has an uncle Bob so I can have one too!)
I'm so sorry if this post sounds depressing, but I'm only sharing what my thoughts contained over the past couple weeks. It's not always easy being the oldest in my immediate family. Some days I feel the trail-blazer inside of me, and other days I want to hide from my trail-blazer responsibilities. It's okay though, I know that God is there for me as a leaning post.
I would like to close this post with a chorus to a song of mine. I may have posted this chorus before, but it's good enough to post again.
Blink your eyes
Time goes by
Here we are on the side
Figuring out what we want to
Do with our lives
Where do we go from here
Where will we be
In another ten years
Oh where will we be
Ten years from now?
I'm excited about my birthday, I really am. I can't wait to see what God has in store for me this year!
So, how do I feel about being 19? Well, like I said yesterday, I didn't think it was a big deal up until last week. Then I started thinking about my grandma, my mom, and even my aunts, and what they were doing on their 19th birthday's, or what they had accomplished thus far. We'll start with Grandma.
When my Grandma turned 19, she had already married and given birth to my mom's old sister. I know that this was probably quite normal among most 19-year-old young women. That still doesn't change the fact that it's weird to think about. I mean, I haven't so much as gone on my first date (or courtship outing if you want to call it that). I know that this fact doesn't make me any less of a person, but it's still something to ponder.
Okay, by the time my mom and her sisters had turned 19, they had each completed a year of college.(they're birthdays are all in the summer) At this point in time I have only completed a month of college. so that's not really helping my self esteem at all. In addition, my aunt Tracey already had two nieces and one nephew by the time she turned 19. But I attribute that to the fact that she's the youngest, and 8 and 9 years younger than her older sisters. I've already come to the conclusion that I will not have the privilege of being an aunt for a very long time, unless I end up marrying someone who's already an uncle.(don't worry, that won't be the basis of looking for a future husband. it would just be an added bonus just like it would be if the guy I marry already has an uncle Bob so I can have one too!)
I'm so sorry if this post sounds depressing, but I'm only sharing what my thoughts contained over the past couple weeks. It's not always easy being the oldest in my immediate family. Some days I feel the trail-blazer inside of me, and other days I want to hide from my trail-blazer responsibilities. It's okay though, I know that God is there for me as a leaning post.
I would like to close this post with a chorus to a song of mine. I may have posted this chorus before, but it's good enough to post again.
Blink your eyes
Time goes by
Here we are on the side
Figuring out what we want to
Do with our lives
Where do we go from here
Where will we be
In another ten years
Oh where will we be
Ten years from now?
I'm excited about my birthday, I really am. I can't wait to see what God has in store for me this year!
Thursday, October 01, 2009
Thinking back to look ahead
Over the past month or so, I've been having lots of flashbacks to middle school. Why, you ask? Well, that's for me to know, and you to not find out yet. It's been very interesting though, thinking about the different people I hung out with compared to who my friends are now. I also thought of how monumental a drawing of a "scary caribou" can be. Now that I think of it, I wonder if I still have some of those drawings...once again, don't ask. Thinking back to those times gives the future a new light. Ok, so the fact that I'm turning 19 tomorrow may have something to do with it. Turning another year older didn't seem like a big deal a few weeks ago, so why does it matter now? well, i'm not really sure. ask me again in a few weeks and maybe I'll be able to tell you.
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