Summer

So in the past month I've been stressing majorly about what I was going to do this summer. When I found out I wasn't going to Myrtle Beach, my heart sank. I had counted on that and was looking forward to it. However, this obviously was not God's plan for me. The coordinator in Myrtle sent all of my information to North American Mission Board and told me to apply because he thought that I was extremely qualified. I ended up applying and finding a summer missionary job in Chicago. It seemed like a far stretch since they were looking for only one person and that meant my chances of going were much smaller than I expected. I contacted the coordinators there and built a relationship with them within a couple of emails. My application went through and I was waiting ( quite impatiently)for the email that would determine my summer plans. Luckily that email came sooner than I thought and I discovered that I AM GOING TO CHICAGO!!!!!! After being "rejected" from one missions opportunity, I got really worried that no one would want me. It made me feel like a boy broke my heart and made me insecure, and then someone comes along and he wants to be with me just as much as I want to be with him. It's a perfect match! I haven't experienced this exact sensation, which is totally fine with me, but that's what I associated it with. I feel like I'm worth something! God's got a plan for me this summer and it wasn't in Myrtle Beach, no matter how much I thought it was. I'm going to be in THIRD largest city in the United States. What an opportunity! This is definitely not in my comfort zone, and Satan keeps trying to tell me that if I'm not comfortable, it's not right. But you know what? Satan's a liar! I might be nervous out of my mind of all these new experiences, but this is exactly where I need to be. God's going to transform my life in ways I can't even imagine! I'm so excited :) All of this being said, I'm going to create a different blog for the summer so I can share my experiences both spiritual and non-spiritual. If you'd be interested in following that let me know :) AHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!! :D

So my friend Caroline wanted me to write a blog post about her. I really don't know what to write about but... here we go. The other night I was being very productive, let me tell you. I had a Biology test to study for and believe me I was getting it done! As all Sunday nights go these days, though, I got a phone call from one Caroline Worthy. She comes over to my "residence hall" (sorry, I'm trying to train my mind like an RM) and tells me about her eventful weekend, eats her easymac, all that jazz. All the while I'm taking Biology notes and being a boss double tasking. We then talk about other junk. Around midnight, for some reason, we decided to have a little dance party in the study room. Mind you, there are windows surrounding us and people in the study room next to us and possibly below us, and it was past quiet hours. Did that stop us? NOPE! We're too awesome for rules. Then we decided to watch a few scenes from A Very Potter Sequel. If you've never watched it, just do it. Don't question, just do it. Then we realized it was almost one o'clock so I signed her out and she went on her merry way back to HER "residence hall". This is essentially what I do on Sunday nights. Sleep? What is that?

Constantly

I am constantly being humbled. Not only am I humbled in my interactions with other people, but I'm reminded that I am nothing compared to God. I have not accomplished anything in comparison to (well lots of people) everything God has done. In almost every song I listen to I am reminded of reality. For example, in the song "Give Me Faith", the lyrics of the bridge go something like this: I may be weak, but your Spirit's strong in me My flesh may fail, but my God you never will! This not only reminds me of how dependent we are on God, but how God can completely consume us and make us do a 180. I look back through time and history and the men God used were otherwise nothing. They only became something great and memorable because God consumed them. In all honesty, we are all worthless without Christ. We are sinful and evil people who deserve Hell. My education, my accomplishments, my "wealth": none of that makes a difference in my amount of worth. My identity is in Christ and him alone. Of course I forget that from time to time. I get so caught up in how I can change my looks in order to give myself worth. I stress out over homework and making myself seem smarter than I already am so I can gain the approval of my peers both in college and from high school. I've tried to find my worth in boys and relationships, but none of these things can give me true worth. Only Christ and his grace and mercy can do that. and thank you, God, for that. Otherwise I'd be absolutely hopeless.

You Either Have to Bring a Lamp, or dress like one...

Saturday was our Leadership Retreat for BCM and ohmygoodnessitwasamazing. I'm sure if I've expressed this is great detail, but I.Love.BCM. I feel like it's my second family. We all grow in Christ together and are so excited to get Christ on our campus. So at this "retreat", we planned for the rest of the semester and next year and let me just say that it's going to be amazing. After this wonderful day of wonderfulness, a bunch of awesome kids and I went to eat dinner together and then had a BAKING PARTY in my hall kitchen. We made brownies and these cookies that apparently no one liked, and tie dye cupcakes! They were pretty awesome. just saying. Later that night, I was having a conversation with my friend Gabby about something called a "Lamp Party". Apparently you either dress up like a lamp or bring a lamp. I don't understand why you would do that. It's like... the same logic as... you either dress up like a microwave, or you bring a microwave. Like... seriously? What is this nonsense?! The only reason I can see someone doing that is that they haven't paid their electric bill in forever, so their lights got turned off. In that case, no one should come to the party, because that person is just lazy and needs to pay his bills. In all seriousness, I do not understand. It makes no sense. AAAAAAAAHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Ich will das!!!

Ich will! Ich will!

Never Again

I will never again tell God no when I feel him telling me to go somewhere. I will never again make money the reason why I can't go. This week a team from my church in Columbia is in Haiti on a mission trip and I wanted to go and knew I was supposed to go. I didn't though, because it cost over a thousand dollars and I didn't have a passport. I made excuses on why I couldn't go and I didn't. All week I have regretted that decision immensely. I see the pictures and my heart aches and I yearn to be there with those children. Although I am helping make pillows for children in Haiti, I feel like I should have a more immediate impact. So like I said, the moral of the story is to never make money the thing that keeps you from going on missions. I will go where God wants me to go and do what he wants me to do.

19 WHAAAAA??!!!

Hello there.

Today I turned 19. This is quite a weird age. Like... 18 was cool you know? You graduate high school when you're 18. You start college when you're 18. You can officially vote and buy cigarettes and lottery tickets. Now when you're 20, you're no longer a teenager! You're in a new stage of life. 19 though, nothing happens there. There's nothing special about this age. Birthday's are always fun though :) regardless of what age.

So for this particular birthday, I spent the night with one of my bestest friends, Worthy. Then today (my actual birthday), I spent time with my familia. We went to Five Guys, obviously the classiest place to eat, and then just hung out at home. My mom then took me to CVS to get *oh snap* makeup.

Now for those of you who know me (aka anyone who reads this) I don't wear too much makeup. It's just not my thing. So I got some simple stuff. BROWN mascara, some natural eye shadow color, some super legit EOS lip balm (the one that looks like a ball), and NAIL POLISH!!!

I like nail polish a lot... if you didn't already know that. awesome glitter. pretty colors. yay!

My mom also gave me some awesome sandals :) yay! They're super cute.

Tomorrow we're finishing my birthday. We're having awesome shrimp scampi pasta yumminess and then.. wait for it... GERMAN CHOCOLATE CAKE!! om nom freakin nom.

On a completely unrelated note, I've been watching my share of How I Met Your Mother recently. If you don't watch it, do it! please? pretty... please?