quote of the day

If there needed to be proof that my roommate and I are BIG nerds, here is us in a conversation about hell...

Me: People would be screaming, "Go Tigers! We love Clemson!"
Grace: People would be screaming, "Between you and I!"

quote of the day

Grace: "Well I mean, murder isn't going out of style any time soon, so we could get em both."

Two is better than one

Within this past week or so I've mentioned to God that I need to be humbled because I'm full of it. I get like that sometimes, where I get on a power trip and act like I run the show. It's not a good place to be in. When you have tons of stuff going on in life like I do, it's easy to just take charge and act like the functioning of everything and everyone is your responsibility. Just this morning I almost forgot I had class. The class that I'm the durn teacher of. With life being as hectic as it is, I just need a little kick in the face from God, who reminds me He's in charge and that I'm not as cool as I think I am. Last week I was subbing for the disc games class. I'd never played disc golf before but I thought how hard can it be, I'm athletic. Right? Being farely good at sports has always come naturally to me, with the exception of real golf but it's not natural to be good at that anyways. I played 14 holes of disc golf and didn't hit the stupid chain once. Not even close. Three of my shots went into the creek, one went into the jungle, and all of them curved to the opposite direction of the hole. I left that class frustrated as heck because it's a sport, why wasn't I awesome? In addition to that rediculousness, it bugged me for the rest of the day. That's just a small example of how my mind works sometimes and I need to be reminded of the fact that I'm just not that great. I like to be the best at everything, take control of my situations, be the boss. In some cases where assertiveness is needed, that's a good characteristic. But when it comes down to who's really in control, I need something, big or small, to humble me. Yep.

Home

This may be just a little kumbaya for most, but I don't really care. I was in Gaffney this weekend and I straight worshiped at FBC! Unfortunately, it hasn't really felt like my home church for the past couple of years, and that's ok, I mean I'm never there. But this past sunday was about as close to heaven as things can get here. The place was packed with most of the congregation being youth who just got off of Impact weekend, a weekend that is very dear to my heart and it rocks. Youth were praisin some Jesus. Which is the norm in my little home town. Isn't that just cool? There are some major things going on in Gaffney and Blacksburg high school with FCA getting massive and athletes are praying before every game and things are happening that don't ever happen, especially among sports teams. Every time I go home I see more and more out of town college students from Limestone at church and helping out with our youth group. This really isn't surprising to me, seeing as how we have some of the best adults in our church and by far THE best youth pastor in the universe. Not everyone is a fan of church. We criticize it a heck of a lot, me included. And I will always think that there are problems within the church, that is the direct result of humans being born into sin. But I praise God for FBC Gaffney because they are telling people about Him. They are loving on youth and college students and athletes and lots of other people I'm sure that I don't know about. Just wanted to give Jesus some praise for a minute for the work He's always doin. That's all!

Cheers!

So now the highlight of my semester is donezo. Ireland has come and gone, that's a 3 hour credit out of the way, and tons upon millions of papers are only ahead. dang. But what I do have to look forward to actually makes school work a little less dreadful, and that is warm weather. Most people probably think I love warm weather in an abnormal way. It's just that I love being outside SO very much and I there's literally nothing better than flip-flops and/or chacos. I get to wear them all the time now, along with t-shirts and dresses to church. Oh man. I'm also way past ready to get back into my tent, so if you want to go camping, let's get up.

Enough about the weather. My 10 days in Ireland were freakin amazing. One night in particular, I went down to the local pub with Dr. Travis and his good friend Collie, who is the typically wonderful irish man that you might imagine in your head, and had a pint and talked about sports. That seems not so cool to most of you but that was just the coolest thing to me. I got to be in a beautiful country while learning about another culture and visiting sports facilities. All in one day I went surfing, climbed the rock wall, conquered a ropes course, and got a Johnny Cash classic dedicated to me by the local pub duo band thanks to my southern accent. Couldn't have asked for a better trip really. They say that when you travel overseas, you start to have an itch to do it even more and see all the wonderful places that you've been missing out on. Whoever "they" is was right. I want my next stop to be Australia I think or maybe Scotland. Or wherever the next World Cup is located so I can attend. This pic is the little surf town we stayed in for the last 4 days. Bundoran is the most beautifully perfect place to live and work and get married to a professional surfer. Guess my mind is made up.

to sum up my week...

• I hate the snow!
• the youth at manchester creek are hardcore.
• Got my hair cut today. new haircuts are annoying.
• I REALLY miss playing soccer. I'm not so good at it anymore.
• I need the word of God to survive. Realizing that is hardcore.
• I love packing because it means I'm going places.