I have now been residing in Bloomington for one month. Classes are
well underway and I've rapidly been reminded that professors are rarely
lackadaisical in assigning homework. My workload has been substantially
proliferated as of late, and unfortunately I feel I'm falling behind.
This weekend I was finally able to get ahead on most of my schoolwork,
but I fear I'm losing any resemblance of a lead I may have had in my
job. My first program took place last week (Red Mango & Tangled),
and while I feel confident in asserting it as a considerable success
(with upwards of 80 residents attending), I feel acutely inadequate and
uncertain in many other areas. I have a bulletin board due in three
days, for which I have yet to select a topic (either campus safety or
volunteer opportunities), I've had multiple girls suggest program ideas
(which I have written down but have not had time to review extensively),
and my Leadership Council has not had its first meeting (although we
are tentatively meeting this week), and of course there's still so much
I'm unsure of behind the desk and on rounds.
However, I remain hopeful and (mostly) optimistic! This morning while I was walking to class, I heard these lyrics on my iPod:
I called, You answered, and You came to my rescue.
Well,
of course, silly girl. How do I forget so easily the Creator of the
universe is holding my hand, that all I need to do is call to Him and He
is there? I'm afraid I tend to let other distractions take the place of
the One who ought matter most, every day, in every way. I need to
discipline myself better, in order to better trust Him and better be a
light to those around me. I have been placed in this job for a purpose,
and I am convicted that this purpose will serve the Kingdom of God. My
life has been profoundly blessed, and when I take the time to remember
that (like right now), I feel silly for ever complaining in the first
place. I think I need to scold myself more often.
And here is a cute picture of my new roommate, Holden. He's quiet, and adorable, but he isn't much help with the housework.
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