Just another manic Monday...

Six hours in class, five hours doing homework, an hour and a half at meals, half an hour in chapel. 6 plus 5 plus 1.5 plus .5 = 13 hours. I've been up for 16 hours... apparently I filled three hours of this very full day with... stuff?? Chatting? Email-checking? Walking? Hmm, in my calculations I'm not sure what I was doing, but the day felt chock full, so I must've been doing something of substance...

It's amazing how fast time speeds along before you even notice it's gone.

Labor day unfortunately isn't a day off at Hope College, so I celebrated by laboring. Statistics case study and homework problems and history of Christianity reading were today's main labors. Tomorrow: Spanish homework and studying, Statistics quiz studying, and American Lit!

Earlier I had observant, deep, profound comments for this blog, but at the moment they seem to have been washed overboard throughout this rainy, busy Monday evening. I'll fish 'em out of my subconscious at some point perhaps. I think I wanted to link lots of little interesting things I learned in my classes in some awesome way and in doing so, compound them deeper into my highly-forgetful brain. Ehh, another day... right now my goal is bed and sleep and cuddling with Teddy.

Here's a shred of insight, if I fit nothing else into the blog today. God is faithful. (You had no idea, did you? Guess what; he is!) There is purpose and a point to every happening, every circumstance, every hurt, every moment. How sweet it is to hear friends say, "God worked it all out! I had no idea how he did it, but he did!" (I got to hear that today.) How exciting it is to be able to say that in my own life, when I take a moment to simply recognize that God does this again and again and again if I'd only peek out of my heavy-lidded eyes. How comforting to know that even in the confusion, even in the drudgery, even in misunderstanding and waiting, God is faithful.