Monday. 4.21.14 9:19 am
I love this guy so much.
He's a quiet kid. Freshman. He rushed with the fraternity last semester, and even though he seemed a little less socially capable, we brought him into the fold. It can be unnerving, trying to talk to him sometimes, because he can take several minutes to come up with a reply, and he speaks VERY quietly. When we chat online, he used to use Emojis extensively, to my amusement.
A friend and I studied the Bible with him, and he became a Christian a few weeks ago. It's all very exciting but that isn't what I want to tell you right now.
The most amazing thing is watching him change. Guys at the fraternity are amazed when he speaks, and he's generally well-liked (even though he's not someone who "fits in").
He's SO humble. He asks questions all the time. He went from silence to Most Inquisitive Man. It's probably partly because he's just more comfortable around us, but it's pretty clear he looks up to us too. He was following me around in church recently. "I'm trying to learn how to fellowship with more people." He regularly texts me to ask how MY day is going, how MY relationship with God is, stuff like that. Man I barely do that stuff. Kid's a boss.
And he's starting to talk like me. I can't help but be flattered.
Do you know anyone like that? Someone who you've sort of taken under your wing? It's such a good feeling to see someone respond to love like that. I don't know what to do with myself; I imagine this is just a small piece of what parents feel like.
It's going to be a great summer.
In other news, some other dude just unfriended me on Facebook and I'm a little surprised.
Saturday. 4.19.14 1:41 am
This me with my campus ministry Tuesday night. Here, we've just baptized two fellows. We did two more the previous week, and another the week before. It's been an incredible semester with lots of growth, ministry-wise. I'm so proud of them, and I'm so happy to be helpful to such a worthy cause. wittle baby Christians. They're adorable.
This is me with my fraternity Saturday night. We've just initiated four guys into the brotherhood. It's a little less than last semester.
I'm struck by how similar greek life (in theory) is to church life. Both organizations strive to better themselves and the world. Both have high ideals of character, are social by nature, and revolve around brotherhood. Both have a "ritual," something that everyone agrees on and that binds them together.
Of course, that's only in theory.
It's getting to the point where people at the college ministry consider me a leader. I've been around the block, at least from a college student's standpoint, and there are around a dozen younger Christians just at my school who need someone to be there for them, to harass or exhort them, to love them. The same way I've been taken care of, and continue to be. It's sort of exciting. But also sort of crazy.
I don't feel like an example. I feel like a joker. But someone's gotta do it!
This summer I'll stay near school, probably work in the lab and help out at church where ever I can. Then it's one more easy semester, and graduation! Oh, joy.
Tonight we had a special "Good Friday" devotional. It was...pretty intense. But super helpful! Helps me keep my head on straight. Definitely looking forward to Easter.
Tomorrow I'm going to the Atlanta Steeplechase. My fraternity is going as a group date, but Walter and I are sort of going as our own double date within the larger date. I've been looking forward to this since I heard we were buying tickets, but now it seems like I'm going to have a fifth passenger in my car on the way there and back. REALLY not excited about a random guy edging in on our personal time together. We can usually spend that time talking about more personal stuff, and it's especially important to me since we're going to be with the fraternity the rest of the time. But, such is life.
I'm going to attempt some computational physics homework, read some scripture, and hit the hammock. Nightio
Wednesday. 4.2.14 11:58 pm
Monday. 2.17.14 10:12 am
"The dreams of better places decimate my view.
The weight of your embraces remind the world of you.
Outside the world's opposing, attempting to decree.
With allies decomposing the future that could be.
I have let the dream escape,
A sunken mass of things erased,
A list of names to leave behind,
A wound to heal that I'll create.
The message failed to translate,
The answers failing to convey,
The fiery truth and reason why the world I live in ends this way."
I've been finding a lot of excellent music, recently.
One of my friends promised to exchance gifts with me this Christmas. I had to go home, though, so I had my gift (Bastille's album) sent to her home. I expected to get mine (Twenty One Pilot's self-titled album) either at home or when I got back to Georgia. A few weeks after the break ended, I called her to ask about it. I feel like that's incredibly rude, but she DID say she'd ordered it and I thought it would just be awkward if I just didn't mention that I hadn't seen it, especially if she HAD mailed it to my home or something.
On the phone, she said she had it with her and would bring it to the next ministry get-together. When I saw her on Tuesday, she approached me with her head down, handed me a small package and a card, and ran away.
The package was a box of skittles, and the card explained that she had never ordered the CD at all. She'd been prideful and ashamed (an interesting combination, and a hard one to shake off) and had kept lying when I asked her about it.
It's really worrisome, when someone you trust does something like that, especially when our friendship has been historically centered on God. I definitely felt let-down, but...what must she be going through to do something like that? I know she deals with depression, and it's been hitting her pretty hard lately, but that's an especially weird frame of mind. Especially for her.
I made sure she knew that we're still pals. She didn't want to hear it, but that's OK. :P That was about a month ago. On Friday, we talked a bit, and I told her I was feeling pretty convicted about some stuff from the "sermon" we'd just heard, and that I'm seeing divergence between my heart and the heart that I want. (This is an extreme over-simplification of what I actually told her.) I also told her that I'm sick and busy, which isn't very fun.
At church yesterday, she surprised me with another card and a little bottle of orange juice. The card was just thanking me for being her friend, encouraging me to get my junk figured out, and a "get well soon" sentiment.
You see, this is what I miss out when I don't talk to people that I care about. Both of us struggle and nobody gets nice cards.
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