A Fuse Lighted

This past weekend I went on a retreat with IVCF. We spent two nights and two days in Ocean City, New Jersey, and that time was some of the best I've ever spent. I've finally found the fellowship I've been thirsting for for so long. I made friends with everyone, but with a few freshmen in particular. I think I've also found my niche in this club. I want to be for these girls what a few older girls were for me last year and the year before. I learned a new song on the guitar--a worship song that I love. Which reminds me, I'm also helping out with the musical aspect of IVCF. I need to get on that...

I came back excited for life and on fire for God. I'm always excited to possibly see my IVCF family around campus, and I can't wait for the times when I'm guaranteed to.

I'm starting a Bible study. A few people and I can't make it to the one that is already in existence, so the other day I just all of a sudden decided to start one. This is very strange for me because I've never felt that I had enough knowledge or authority to take on this kind of thing... Anyway, we'll meet for the first time on Monday, and I already have my devotional prepared. I'm so excited!

Symbolic?

So I have this one little glass tealight holder. An old friend painted a beautiful H on it. (Yes, I am giving away pieces of my "true identity" but I don't care anymore.) Very...ornate? It's outlined in black and it has two transparent purple parts with gold dots. I can't describe it very well. Anyway, that old friend no longer speaks to me. It's been many years. But I love the little candle holder. I usually keep it with me at school on my desk and burn a candle in it every once in awhile. Well, it broke just now. I was holding it at an angle to try to get the candle to burn evenly, and I guess I just weakend the glass just enough. It just sort of...popped. A large piece of the side literally flew off and landed in the remaining part.

I really love that thing...I hope I can somehow make another. Or something. =(

"What a beautiful day to enter the world..."

My baby cousin was born today. "8.5 lbs, 20 inches, and eyes wide open!" I'm very excited to meet her in a couple of weeks. I have a feeling we're going to be the best of friends. At least, I hope so.

As I was walking to my dorm from the student center, I tipped my head back and thought, "What a beautiful day to enter the world." The sky was a rich blue, the few clouds that were within sight were flossy and white, the air cool, but not cold. The sun shone unobtrusively from somewhere behind me. I just couldn't help being so grateful for that one brief moment.

I wonder if my aunt and uncle will allow me and or my mother to teach that little girl about her Heavenly Father and how much He loves her? She is so special to me already...