Wake up, O sleeper!
[Rise from the dead.]
Good morning, S o n s h i n e.
How does it feel to be alive?
How Time does fly.
My senior year is almost over. I've been away from home a little over five weeks now. And my family is coming up at the end of the week. I've finished my AP tests. I've got most of my research for my final papers.
And there's still so much to do.
But you know, instead of stressing out about it (which I was doing and that offered no help whatsoever), I'm going to give it to God and just do my best. I'll follow the advice offered in Matthew chapter six:
"Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more important than food, and the body more important than clothes? Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they?
Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life?
And why do you worry about clothes? See how the lilies of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you, O you of little faith? So do not worry, saying, 'What shall we eat?' or 'What shall we drink?' or 'What shall we wear?' For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own."
By the way, I just passed my two year anniversary on this account!
Thanks everyone. [Hvala! Danke! Gracias! Merci!]
The friendships I've made here have truly impacted my life.
Ashley, Will, Lauren, Jake, Kristie, Stephanie...
All of you.