D-19

19 more days til school is over. I'm not sure whether I should be happy or sad. As I said during my previous team meeting, this semester has been probably the busiest semester of my life. There have been so many commitments, so many things going on. So many things happening, and I'm just right here, in the middle of it all. Of course, I'm thankful, being too busy is much better than not having anything to do. Which is precisely one of the reasons why I am not going to take a semester off. I just want a rest, just a quick short one. Just for one week, and then I know I'll be ready for another blast. This semester, really has been so much, so much to test me, to test how much I can deal with, how much I can stand. I think a lot of it is just getting into my head, because I'm starting to feel all this pressure physically. I'm serious, my battery is now almost up. I was always so healthy until I got to college. Now i have indigestion, I always look tired ( or so people tell me, do I really always look tired? arg.) oh well, anyways. This past Friday night, I went to this Ezra Bible Reading thing. It was an all-nighter New Testament reading thing, and even though I had only gotten 3 hours of sleep the night before, and I was really tired out of my mind, and I knew after doing it I would probably crash for the next 24 hours, somehow I felt that it was something that I needed to do. Because I was so busy, I've been slacking off, getting loose in my relationship with God. Sad to say, but true. And I felt like God was saying, I have some things to tell you, why won't you listen? Take some time off, stop worrying and just listen to me.
Sure enough, the time that I was awake during the Bible Reading was amazing. It felt like it had been so long since I had opened my Bible and read - like we did that night. Shouts of "Amen! Amen" filled the room - and my spirit. So peaceful - so much peace that surrounded me and the room - it was such a blessing. Every passage that we read - all those passages that were familiar to me struck me again, this time, not as "Oh, that again" but as "wow," I was just at a loss for words. I was so blessed when a freshmen girl went up to quote all of Philippians and Colossians by memory. Wow, I was jealous. The good jealousy, envy. I wish I had had that passion, diligence to stay in His word. And I was also challenged...