Lessons from Daniel

So in church lately we've been talking about the book of Daniel and how we as Christians can make an impact in this Godless age... sounds boring and typical, but it's really been amazing.
So we were talking about the warning signs that God gives us to let us know that we aren't giving him enough of our time:
-When the risk of sinful choices are increasing.
-When your emotions become inconsistent.
-When we become less productive.
-When you can't hear God through the noise of your life.
And as Pastor Chris kept giving examples, my heart started to drop. Not because he was trying to scare us all about going to Hell if we aren't perfect, but because I realize that all of these warnings are in my life, right now. I won't go into detail, but I simply haven't felt myself these past couple months. And I guess now I know why. I've been so focused on worshiping God at church and loving people at school, that I haven't take the time to talk to God personally. And listen to Him. And love Him. Every day. Regardless of my needs and desires, but to simply spend time with him. Every day.
Definitely something to think about and CHANGE about my life this summer.

<3jen

Highs and lows... Trees and tutus... Awards and roommates...

Today has been a day of highs and lows.

It began with the cutting down of the tradition-filled great oaks of my school. Ever since I was a wee munchkin, they have been at the corner of this campus and were rolled with toilet paper after wins at games or events or any sort of celebration. Many a tear I shed for the ending of those memories. I know the trees will be replaced and things will be back to somewhat normal soon, but it is still so depressing.

But then as the day progressed I got an email saying I had won first place in my school's photo contest. (Ahhhh) And then I had a dance recital and had fun spending time with my friends... That was all good.

...Until an hour ago when my roommate dropped the bomb that her parents were buying her a place for her too live in next semester. so despite our previous agreement that we would room together this upcoming school year, I'm roommateless.

I don't know if anyone reads this (and don't really care if you read my mindless ramblings), but if you are reading this, please say a prayer for what I know is going to be a crazy process of finding another roommate. And pray that I will follow God's will and be open and loving to whoever I end up rooming with next semester.

May He use me to love others immensely and may I not stress out about this whole situation.
<3jen

Happiness

I'm sitting here watching Tangled (one of the BESTEST Disney princess movies ever), eating moose tracks ice cream, editing amazing photos from the last Toomer's corner tree rolling, and celebrating the fact that I got offered the position at the auburn student newspaper (big big deal) as the associate photo editor.
*SQUEE*
Really excited to see what that going to mean. Kinda nervous from reading the detailed job description, like it's not just going to be me taking photos. I'm going to be doing other things. In charge of things.. But then I think, ya know, God is putting me here for a reason. If He didn't want me to have this job, I wouldn't have been able to get it! And even if it's horrible, He'll teach me something through it. But more than likely, it's going to be amazing.
May He use me to reach students at Auburn in ways I can't even imagine. (And to give me peace about the responsibilities that are coming with this!!)
<3jen

Update: I'm feeling less like a horrible person now and more like I wish I had said meaner things about her while riding the transit. Haha. Good gosh. I'm awful. :P
<3jen

This is a long super dramatic story, but I've gotta vent somewhere.

So. It's Wednesday. I have dance in the morning and then one class afterwards and then I come home. So of course imma keep my tights and leotard on. Duh
So. It's finally warming up here. I'm not wearing jeans, it's way too hot! So naturally I'm going to wear tshirt, shorts and chacos. Duh
So here I am, riding the transit home with my roomie talking about bikes and somehow we briefly mention the fact that we heard our neighbors partying loudly the night before. No biggie. Natural conversation, we said nothing mean. Come on, it's me were talking about here. I don't talk mean about people. But really.
So then one of my random friends texts me this screenshot of a random girl who had instagrammed a shot of my outfit on the transit saying how disgusting it was that I was wearing nude leggings under my shorts...
So naturally my dear friend had defended me and then the stranger rebutted that we had been talking crap about her so she didnt care.

So now I'm sitting here with my roommate trying not to burst into tears because I feel so self conscious and like a horrible person.
Good gosh. My life right now is a joke.
<3jen

Roommate confessions

I honesty don't know how I'm going to love with L for a whole nother school year. I guess I just thought that we'd be instant best friends and instead I feel like the caregiver of an oblivious thirteen-year-old.
God, grant me patience.
<3jen