orange crush

Well, I haven't blogged in a while, but it's time.
I started a new school about a month ago. I have to say that I really know that this is where God wants me-- for whatever reason. I struggle here making this my new life, but the story of how I got here is nice to look back on.

I never dealt well at JBU. I was always slightly off. A good friend of mine from camp knew this and was praying for me, in fact her and her best friend were praying that I would come to Mary Hardin-Baylor, because they felt that God wanted me here.
The Monday before classes started I applied, and got in on that Wednesday. Thursday I had orientation and Friday I had to drive to JBU pack all my stuff and move in to UMHB by Sunday, because classes were the following day. Everything really fell into place, and I never understood that until I realized how much prayer had gone into my life and how happy I was here.
I'll admit it: I have my doubts, fears, tears, frustrations, and bad days here. However, the important part is that those never outweigh my happiness, love, adoration, or great days anymore.

Plus, the sweet tea here is to die for... and I look good in purple.