Let my yes be yes…

I did something today that I don’t particularly like doing. I made a promise….dangerous territory I tell you. So here it is Courtney darling, the blog I promised you, ha.

So school has started back up, and I gladly report to you that I have successfully survived the first half of this week. Kudos to me. Now I’m not going to lie, I have a bittersweet, love hate relationship with school. On one hand I love the environment, the opportunities it provides for not only the future but for the present as well, and of course who can for get that food huh (ha!). But on the other hand, there’s,
-having to walk out to Africa just to get to my Horticulture class
-homework
-and the thing that haunts me in my sleep, math (never been to keen on the subject to say the least).
Now, since I’ve found joy in the Lord there are really only three things I struggle with being cynical about: math, homework and love. I’ll address that last one for a later entry (probably not). Anyhoo, math might as well be Chinese to me, I’ve never fully gotten it (if at all) and more than likely never will (how’s that for optimism), maybe it’s not so much math in general but algebra…sadly I just have nothing positive to say about it. 99% of the time produces in me a frustration so intense I want to cry (yes, that bad). As for homework, well, like I said, for the most part I enjoy school, when I’m at school, but for goodness sake I don’t want to take it home with me! (how dare they expect me to work harder than I want to, sheesh) and that’s all there really is to that. So I guess I should take this time to apologize in advance for the moans and groans about school I’ll more than likely feel compelled to share with you in the future, due to the afore mentioned reasons above. Besides, what good is it having a blog if you can’t use it as a source to vent out your frustrations on? (it’s way cheaper than therapy).

So, with all that said and with all my complaints about the clouds I’ll be encountering these next few months out of the way (I’m sure there’ll be more), I absolutely must elaborate on the silver linings of my week.

            For one, InterVarsity, I love it! Or rather I love what God is doing with it. I can already see Him shaping and transforming the leaders, the staff, and even the new members of our community/fellowship (we are NOT a club) into what He needs us to be to better serve the campus and love other at MiraCosta with all we have. Even today I was blessed enough to bare witness to what I consider to be one of the most beautiful things in life. A lovely young woman decided she liked what she heard about Jesus, and fell in love with Him enough to make the decision to follow Him with her life, again I say, beautiful. If her life is the only one God uses us to help transform this semester then it was already worth it to be on campus this year.

Secondly, this semester I fought off that innate behavior I tend to have when it comes to signing up for classes, I didn’t procrastinate, and actually signed up for them early and finally was able to enroll in an English class (my favorite subject, aside from math of course….blah). Anyway, not only do I get to take English this semester, but also the professor I’m taking it with seems to be neat-O swell (that’s a very high compliment in my book). So needless to say I am pretty excited about the time I’m going to be spending in this class this semester. Woot.

And lastly, this week I was able to finally see some of my most favorite people whom I fell out of contact with over the summer, and not only that but I got the chance to meet some new friends as well.

            So all in all, the good far outweighs the bad, and on that note I’ll end with this, this week was a blessed one… well actually every week is a blessed week (every day for that matter), unfortunately I a lot of the time get so caught up in all the, for lack of a better term (it is 1am after all), crap in my life that I fail to see the beauty God places all around me, I can even sometimes miss the small little miracles that give me so much hope when I am paying attention to them. Praise God for His Grace, Love, and Patience with weary sinners like me eh.

 

Peace and love readers.

 

 

p.s

For all you grammar and punctuation police out there I intentionally capitalized Grace, Love and Patience for a reason (I’m sure you could find way more, but it’s a blog for crying out loud). I started reading a book called Every Thought Captive and the author wrote something that made a lot of sense:

 

“ You’ll notice I sometimes miscapitalize words. This is to communicate that God is present in words that we often think of as things. Christ doesn’t dole out love or hope as resources to be used up. He inhabits Love and Hope. He doesn’t mete out mercy or grace. He incarnates Mercy and Grace. He doesn’t define truth. He is Truth. Love isn’t merely a thing. It is the presence of God indwelling in us, pouring Himself into and through us. Peace is not a thing that God gives but a serene abiding in Him. We rest in assurance of things because He is Hope. We know grace because the Spirit of Grace dwells within us.”