I'm babysitting in Arlington tonight for Cousin Kim and kids. I realize I should be studying for my test right now, but I believe I will wait until tomorrow when I skip chapel. Yeah, tuition bucks being put to good use.
A wise person once said, "Christians never have bad days." This is ultimately true, no matter how new-age your theology may be. As this semester has progressed, I have realized that I have not had a single bad day yet.
Sure, some may be more discouraging than others. Some days are more frustrating. Some days I lack energy. Some I lack zest. But overall, tears are sparse and laughs are multiplying.
I know that God is good, I trust in Him. I put my faith in Him. And the joy in my Lord is my strength through everything.Hence the sudden bursts of delightfulness.
I miss my family. Have I said that often enough? But more than that, I miss my past family. I miss the five kings and queens of the night. I miss sleeping in a bed together, and bring your own blanket parties. I miss the reason behind my laughter.
Pumpernickel and I spent a wonderful night in Dallas last Saturday, (pictures to come!).
We strolled West End with Victoria. We sang to High School Musical Soundtracks 1 and 2. We wore out my camera battery. We feasted on pasta and shot glass deserts.
I teared when she left.
Though my week was great, I didn't know that I was missing something until that Saturday.
I was missing her.
I was missing family.
She's the head queen.
My role model.
Kim talked about how she thought my mother was the coolest. My mother talked about how Kathryn and Landry think I am the coolest. Did I ever have someone that was the coolest?
I did.
I do.
Her name is Jordan.
The one thing I like remembering is how I wanted to be just like her. I wanted to have her same tomboyish qualities. I thought it was cool that she could count by 6's. I envied her senior ring, that she got it before I got mine. I wished I was as wise or as smart as her.
She says I am amazing, that I am the best ever, but I quite disagree. She is more to me than I will ever be to her. Her strength, her endurance, her unending faith and unceasing trust is what I model my own after. She just so happens to be the greatest. Ever.
I miss her being no more than 20 minutes from me. She's going to live in Japan, I just know it. I'm going to miss her more then.
And as life keeps going, and things keep changing, her constancy will always be there.
Like a good neighbor, State Farm is there.
Wednesday, October 3, 2007
Won't you be my neighbor?
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