This semester God has been showing me that He is the solid rock and that all other ground is sinking sand. Nothing is dependable in this world. It all slips and fades and passes through your fingers ( Read more... )

So right now I am in the photo lab. I have been here for half an hour. There is no instructor. WTF. I do not know how to be printing out my photos and the like. So for the past half hour I have been on facebook and the like. And all I have to say about facebook is WTF. Facebook is now gossiping for me ( Read more... )

Flute in hand dressed in my snappy orange and white, the second I was called to attention and heard the drumline start the street beat my heart was filled with surpassing joy as I took part in my first real marching performance of the year (convocation does not count). Band makes me giddy. Only Jesus makes me happier. There is just something about ( Read more... )

Holding the camera close to my body, my eye peering through the view finder, finger posed on the shutter, ready to capture a moment in a real and beautiful way, nothing can decribe the bliss and thrill I get from being a photographer ( Read more... )

It's so easy to claim to be loving and wanting to be an agent of social change, or at least a good person, but when it comes to acting, I know I fall short and fall into the selfish human being routine. Granted, what happened this afternoon wasn't huge, but I could have shown a man a simple kindness and instead I was too caught up in getting to ( Read more... )

I'm considering quitting marching band ( Read more... )

Syracuse is home. Last week as we drove up Irving Street and turned onto Van Buren my heart filled with excitement as I made my way to BB (for the second year in a row.) As we got out of the car I could hear the drumline practicing and I was just filled with my love for this place ( Read more... )

I'm cutting myself off of emo music.

And anything romance related.

Sound a little crazy? Read on. There is logic behind this decision.

Too much of that romance stuff tickles me in the wrong way. I have a tendency to be a bit of a wishy washy dreamer, The Postal Service put it best in "Clark Gable."

I've been waiting since birth to find a ( Read more... )

Words cannot begin to describe this amazing, life changing summer. God's transforming grace and love are utterly amazing. I am madly in love with my precious Lord who loves me so deeply and intimately in ways I cannot begin to really fathom but all I know is that I am bathed in this amazing love that is more real, complete, and satisfying than any ( Read more... )

Believe in your dreams. But more importantly, believe in God's faithfulness and that He will bring you to where you are suppossed to be when you are suppossed to be there. Words cannot describe how amazingly faithful God is. Especially when I look back and see how anxiety and stress ridden I was my first year at college, striving to get to where I ( Read more... )