i don't feel like reading so much each week. the work for my french history honors course is very tedious. the reading takes hours for me to get through...i am a rather slow reader.
it has been interesting to see the connections between all of my courses and how the knowledge i gain from each individual one can play into the other. i am starting to feel a little more well rounded.
tonight was small group, and it was wonderful. i love having girl nights and being in community with women who are there to encourage and pray for you. i've started attending missiodei regularly in wicker park. my roommate ariel heard about it from a friend at springhill. we love it, i love it...it's a perfect fit, a wonderful community of believers. i'm excited to meet more people and eventually live around there, and out of the commotion of the loop...although tonight it is rather quiet out.
in (the past, history what have you), the first born seems to be referred to as the eldest son, and i myself (a lady) feel, as the first born still an entitlement to the role that a son would play. the automatic sense of leadership is something i have not always accepted. but now, i am at a point where i feel comfortable and energized (but not in the way of a power trip) by the thought of leading. my leadership is quiet and it will be fun to see how God will use it.
i miss the beach box...and the chilly water
it has been interesting to see the connections between all of my courses and how the knowledge i gain from each individual one can play into the other. i am starting to feel a little more well rounded.
tonight was small group, and it was wonderful. i love having girl nights and being in community with women who are there to encourage and pray for you. i've started attending missiodei regularly in wicker park. my roommate ariel heard about it from a friend at springhill. we love it, i love it...it's a perfect fit, a wonderful community of believers. i'm excited to meet more people and eventually live around there, and out of the commotion of the loop...although tonight it is rather quiet out.
in (the past, history what have you), the first born seems to be referred to as the eldest son, and i myself (a lady) feel, as the first born still an entitlement to the role that a son would play. the automatic sense of leadership is something i have not always accepted. but now, i am at a point where i feel comfortable and energized (but not in the way of a power trip) by the thought of leading. my leadership is quiet and it will be fun to see how God will use it.
i miss the beach box...and the chilly water
fall berries at the cottage, not to be eaten.
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