In the next week of my life I have 62 hours of working on the clock. I also have two group projects to do, a paper, two tests, and the random usual assignments for my class. Now, these aren't difficult things--it's actually been a pretty easy class thus far. But I'm more overwhelmed by the fact that I don't have enough time in the day to do all of these things on top of my work schedule.
I move into my apartment in Virginia in three weeks. I am working full-time and going to my night class up until four days before I leave for Virginia. In the next three weeks I have the above responsibilities and a final exam to study for and take. I must go to BJs with my aunt and uncle to stock up on things for school, as well as my usual start-of-the-school-year rituals like appointments and room/car cleanings. I must pack up my things and stuff them into the car. I also have several articles for my 491 research team that I was supposed to read before the first day of school and some C-Team duties left to do before we kick-off the year.
How am I going to manage all of this?!?!?! But I know the Lord will get me through. He always does, just in the nick of time when I feel like I've reached the level of impossible.
In addition, it's time to say my goodbyes. And I'm really, really dreading it. This summer I was blessed beyond my wildest dreams. I got plugged in at my church at home and developed relationships with so many people that I have grown to truly love. I've just started to get to know them. How can I leave???
Don't get me wrong, I'm so excited for senior year. And I can't wait to see what God has in store for InterVarsity this year. But I can't say I won't be sad when I hit I-95 South in three weeks.
Bittersweet.
This week is Shark Week. I count down to this week every summer because I just love learning about sharks! ("Nerdddddd." -- in the Steph Martin voice)
One of the clips was talking about what to do when you are in open water and a shark is present. It mentions three things to get you through the "critical first phase:"
1. floatation
2. something to bind your wounds if you have any
3. and a weapon.
I feel like I'm drowning in responsibilities and lack of time right now. And Satan (the shark) knows that and is trying to attack me.
My church is my floatation. I have people that continue to challenge me so that my faith does not become stagnant. I have people to cry to when my family situation breaks me down. I have people that pray for me. They are my raft.
Your wounds have to be bound right away in a shark situation because "you might not feel a cut when your adrenaline is pumping, but sharks can smell trace amounts of blood a mile away." When life is overwhelming me, it's sometimes hard to see through the fog and clearly make out if I'm bleeding. I can't feel it because my attention is so focused on other things. But I know the areas that I have cuts in. And I know that I need to quickly bind them up because the longer I leave them open the more Satan attacks. Sinful situations seem harmless at first, but they can soon turn into habitual sins, and before I know it I'm dying because the shark is full-fledged attacking me. There is an area that I keep putting off dealing with, especially because I am so busy, but I need to just face it. I need to rip off a piece of my clothing and secure the wound shut. If I keep bleeding it will surely lead to my death.
My weapon is Scripture. Regardless of the day I have ahead of me or the homework that I
You need Jesus.
No comments:
Post a Comment