Confessions from my dorm room

As I sit high above my dorm room on a lofted bed that I can't quite seem to figure out how you're supposed to get on or off, I sit in the bewilderment that I have just finished my first week of college. It's a pretty weird feeling. It's hard to believe a week ago I was shoving things into this tiny little room and wondering what on earth it was going to be like living here. But here I am, eating EasyMac and already procrastinating on reading something for my World Civ class.

College is amazing. From the moment I stepped onto this hallway, everything has just been perfect it seems. I have the world's best roommate. We get along so well (even though I had no doubt we would be fine) and our schedules coincide perfectly. Our room is relatively clean, and of course decorated with a million pictures and little knick knacks. Our RA is kick-butt awesome. She's super fun, extremely nice, and really genuine. Our hall is filled with girls who are so great in so many different ways. We sit in the hall sometimes and we all just talk for hours. I have fantastic professors in ALL of my classes, which is such a blessing, especially after hearing some of the professor horror stories around here. There's always something to do (and eat) and you really don't get the chance to be bored very often. I can't say enough good stuff about this past week. I can however highlight what I feel is truly the most amazing, and what I consider a blessing straight from God. The fantastic friends I've made already gotten so close to. Rachael, Hannah, Madison, Lacey and I became friends within a day. At this point it feels as though I have known them for much longer than a week. I couldn't be more grateful for these encouraging and spectacular girls. I have such high aspirations for the fun we'll have and the memories we'll make together. 

So yeah, in case you were wondering, college rocks. 

Immeasurably more.

In 3 days I move into my dorm. I start an entirely new life, filled with new freedom, new choices, and new experiences. And it's starting to hit me just how incredibly different life is going to be. I'm nervous in some ways; nervous that I may not be as strong in my faith as I think I am; nervous that I will stick out when I claim to be a Jesus lover. But God steps in and shows me that He is holding me in His almighty hands. My roommate and I were best friends in 8th grade, and we kept in touch all through high school. She has incredible faith, and walks so humbly with The Lord. She's already talking with me about visiting churches when we can't make it to Passion, and about the different organizations they have on campus that we could get involved in. I am entirely too blessed to have her in my life. But it doesn't stop there. God does the immeasurably more to show just how much He cares about me. As it turns out, a girl who was a counselor with me over the summer (Anna) is going to North Georgia too. She and I bonded that week over funny stories of the crazy kiddos we were with all week, and on a more personal level on many occasions. Right before we left to go home from that week of camp, I asked her where she was living and who her roommate was. She told me which dorm and that the girl's name  she was rooming with was Keegan. I didn't think too much of it but promised her we would hang out all the time when we got up there. Well, a few weeks later Lacey (my roommate) came over and spent the night. As we were getting ready for bed the name Keegan suddenly popped into my head. I couldn't think of any reason why, so I just kind of brushed it aside. Then, at like 3am (yes, we were definitely still up talking such) I remembered why Keegan was such a familiar name! When we went to orientation for college back in early June, we had roommates for the one night we stayed in the dorms. Lacey's roommate for that night, and a girl she became fast friends with was Keegan! I got to meet her and hang out with her a little, and I thought she was really sweet. But only God knew that our paths would cross again in such a spectacular way! I texted my friend from camp to tell her, while Lacey texted Keegan to ask her if she wanted to go to church with us that Sunday and to ask her if she was going to go to the BCM things that were planned. Keegan gave Lacey a definite yes, and told her how finding friends who were Christians was an answer to her prayer.

Don't you just love it when God does things in your life to remind you just how much He loves you?

Tell me my God isn't detail oriented and loving and I will tell you about His faithfulness to me. He is all powerful and without a doubt incredibly caring about even the little things in life.  My God is able to to immeasurably more than I could ever imagine.; my heart // life // soul are Yours.