Gotta go.

I officially have the travel bug. I've gotta go somewhere. Soon.

So here lies the question. Is my desire to travel/live abroad something that I should pursue as a missions calling, or should I just find a job and live somewhere abroad?

Social justice is something that I deeply care about. How can I make a difference? I don't even know. I try with the little things like organizing events and trying to raise awareness, but does it do anything? Yep, it does.

And I will not give up, back down, or stop.

This post is so scattered. It follows the thought pattern in my head right now. As I sit in Statistics. How am I going to survive the test we have on Monday? Beats me.

St. Patrick's Day

In a field of three leaf clovers, it is possible to find a four-leaf clover.

Although it's awesome that I found a four leaf clover in the middle of St. Stephen's Green in Dublin's City Centre, I'm partial to three leaf clovers. Reason being, St. Patrick used them to explain the trinity to the Irish people.

Today, I got ready while listening to Irish music. I wore a shirt that said, "I heart Ireland," wore green shoes from Penney's in Dublin, a necklace from Accessorize in Kilkenny, and my claddagh ring. I drank Barry's tea, with milk, of course. A guy from Ireland and a guy who spent last summer in Ireland were busking in the Great Hall, singing classic Irish tunes. (I left them the Barry's tea bag I had in my purse. Hah.) Seeing everyone wear green, and feeling very proud to have lived in Ireland for a brief time, St. Patrick's day quickly became one of my favorite holidays. In all the excitement, it is easily forgotten that the reason for today's celebration is God's call on St. Patrick's life to serve the Irish people.

Cheers to you, St. Paddy.

Oh, college.

We have a love/hate relationship.

Love: My MacBook. Coffee. Tea. Diet Coke. Water. Phone. I even love The Open Secret, because it's about missions.

Hate: Since this picture was taken: The coffee is gone. The tea is almost gone. Diet Coke needs to create a self-replinishing button. I have like 200 words on my paper. (Curse solitaire. And Facebook.) It's way too late. Or early. However you choose to look at it.

Thus, the love/hate relationship I have with college.

Today.

is beautiful.

Home.

I miss home.

A Sweet Friend.

Having sweet friends surround me is such a blessing. Tonight, I had the privilege of crying and praying with one. Things happen. Life happens. It's hard. Having the opportunity to love and bear one another's burdens is so precious. My heart is so full of the joy that petitioning to Adonai brings.

Narnia.

Last Friday, January 29th, Dr. Ward spoke in chapel. The Covenant student body welcomed him with a warm and excited applause, and his message on Lamentations was excellent. As he dismissed us and everyone got up to leave, Chaplain Messner ran up on stage and announced that because of the threat of inclement weather, the school would be closing at 11:45 a.m.

I have never heard Covenant so excited in my life.

As we walked out of chapel, it started snowing. Within an hour, we had an inch sticking to the ground. Snow continued falling throughout the afternoon.

By nighttime, Covenant was representative of a real life Narnia. It appeared to be a scene straight from the beginning of The Lion, The Witch, and The Wardrobe. Our feet sank into the snow as we walked and ice was covering the trees. It was breathtaking.

The beginnings.

Ice covered trees.

Blue skies.

It was something I have never experienced, and something I may never experience again. Might as well document it.