My dear friend Victoria is back at school after several days at home. She has Lyme Disease, and has been having numerous seizures and such this past week because of it. For now, she's in a wheelchair, as the frequent seizures took their toll on her body. From what I understand, her nerves are misfiring and she cannot support her own body weight. She will walk again, it's just a matter of time.
However, she's a full-time nursing student. She has dreams, goals, and a busy schedule! Her health wreaked havoc on her daily routine last semester, and I know it was a constant stress in her life. Her faith is strong and her attitude is upbeat, despite the massive amounts of pain that she's in. Those of you who know her know what an encouragement she is to everyone she comes in contact with.
Please be praying for her! Pray that her nerves calm down and that she is able to walk around again on her own soon. Pray that she continues to rely on God to be her source of strength in the midst of this. Pray for God to give her doctors wisdom to know how to best treat her. To read her entire story and updates, either click here or click her name at the top.
1/16/2010
1/15/2010
Growing is good.
This semester, I am taking four science classes and a writing class. (I'm crazy, I know. But hey, college is for doing what you love, right?) It has been a crazy week, but I love learning. In general, science presents questions that can be answered by evidence. Scientists ask why, they do research, and after time (sometimes a long time) they come up with answers.
In Creative Writing this week, I was asked to answer this question: Why do you write? Shoot. That's a good question. I wrote my answer, and was pleased with the paradoxical statements I came up with. However, this question why kept resounding in my head as I walked across campus after class. In the midst of physics homework, I still found myself thinking about it.
Why do I _______?
I do so many stupid things that I wish I had a better reason for doing. Why do I think so poorly of him? I think poorly of him because he sits in front of me in class and reads the notes aloud (from the first time he took this class) before the professor has a chance to put the notes on the board. Why do I feel so compelled to read the Bible every day? I feel compelled to read the Bible because I set a goal for myself and I want to meet that goal.
Do you see a pattern here? I think poorly of him because he annoys me. I read the Bible to meet my goal. How selfish I am! Only when I began asking why did I realize how much I live to please myself and how little I love like Jesus did. I shouldn't even have to ask the question why do I think so poorly of him. I should be compelled to read the Bible every day because I love my Savior and want to hear from Him and be challenged by Him.
Needless to say, I am off to a thoughtful yet challenging start to my year and my semester. However, when I am striving to be more like Christ, I am not stagnant. Not being stagnant means I'm growing, and growing is good.
In Creative Writing this week, I was asked to answer this question: Why do you write? Shoot. That's a good question. I wrote my answer, and was pleased with the paradoxical statements I came up with. However, this question why kept resounding in my head as I walked across campus after class. In the midst of physics homework, I still found myself thinking about it.
Why do I _______?
I do so many stupid things that I wish I had a better reason for doing. Why do I think so poorly of him? I think poorly of him because he sits in front of me in class and reads the notes aloud (from the first time he took this class) before the professor has a chance to put the notes on the board. Why do I feel so compelled to read the Bible every day? I feel compelled to read the Bible because I set a goal for myself and I want to meet that goal.
Do you see a pattern here? I think poorly of him because he annoys me. I read the Bible to meet my goal. How selfish I am! Only when I began asking why did I realize how much I live to please myself and how little I love like Jesus did. I shouldn't even have to ask the question why do I think so poorly of him. I should be compelled to read the Bible every day because I love my Savior and want to hear from Him and be challenged by Him.
Needless to say, I am off to a thoughtful yet challenging start to my year and my semester. However, when I am striving to be more like Christ, I am not stagnant. Not being stagnant means I'm growing, and growing is good.
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