Procrastination at it's best right now. John Mayer is playing on Spotify, a lit candle burns as I attempt to finish my research paper, my mind and body energized from the cranberry Red Bull. But, how did I ever get you so energized to run in all the corners and crevices of my mind? Even at this time, any normal mind, unlike mine, will be fast asleep after a day's worth of reality's work. Not me. I lay in bed not just attempting to finish the homework I haven't started, but to propel the late-night thoughts that are so ready to consume everything that is good in me and everything that is strong enough to fight whatever menaces against my heart. It's funny when you procrastinate, the regrets always smack you in the face as if saying, "You can do better than this." But, all you ever find yourself saying is, "I will next time."
My spring break journey began with my Hurricane and Rebirth class after finally landing on New Orleans grounds at 9 in the morning. The exhaustion and hunger from the early morning 4 AM flight kicked in while we exited Gate D3 and then retrieved our baggages. My stomach started to turn because I always feared that airport staff would put my belongings onto the wrong plane, but I ended up getting my big, black luggage within a few minutes and no hassle. When we exited the airport and caught our first breath of New Orleans air, we organized ourselves into random groups to catch cabs and head down to our temporary home. It was hot...the humidity overwhelmed me because I had on a black hoodie and wore a flannel over that, which weren’t enough layers to keep me warm back in New Jersey. We hopped on a big white van with “Limousine Service” imprinted on the windows with a phone number. The driver, a tall black man with a heavy New Orleans accent, helped load our bags and luggage into the b...
Hoping and praying that i can be the best director I can possibly be for Re/Group Ministries after Ian gives up his position or when his time to serve in it has expired. I know that God has finally revealed a part of His plan for me and I know that being director is for me. After my last youth camp as a student last year, I wondered what I was going be doing with myself. I've learned so much in high school from painful experiences to the amazing blessings, joys, and victories. I can also add what past youth camps did to help me in my growth. But, my senior year was over and college was beginning. I remember telling a close friend of mine while we were hanging out that I wasn't looking to drum for future youth camps if we were going to serve in the future (deep down....we both knew we'd end up drumming for praise and worship anyway...and we did). I told him I wanted a big leadership position, the director. This past summer I learned so much about pushing yourself ...
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