Thanksgiving break usually doesn’t come this early in the semester August 24, 2010

I have the cutest roommates ever. As I’m still working some on campus, and I hadn’t figured out parking permit stuff yet, I ended up riding to campus with them on Monday morning. At 7:30.

And believe me, I was thinking, I’m not even a student anymore, what on earth am I doing on campus at 7:30 a.m.?

Anyway, the blond roommates were very cute and perky and had cute hair and were carrying books and had backpacks and it was exciting to send them off to class.

It made me remember my first day of my last semester of school, a year ago.

Sitting in a class that I was excited about, with one of my favorite professors, I had probably one of my top moments of pure thankfulness. As I was passed my copy of the syllabus, instead of behaving like a proper student and being slouched in my seat, staring into space, or texting… I kinda got tears in my eyes. Not because the syllabus scared me to death or something. I just realized what a gift it was for me to be there.

Having completed a long, hard summer. Very long, very hard, very exhausting.

Being alive, never something to take for granted, and the medical stuff from the summer had me left pondering this a lot. There were many questions.

Being in America, free to go to school and wear what I want and learn what I am interested in.

I felt ridiculous, sniffling and smiling. But I was thankful then. I’m trying to be thankful now, now that my life isn’t quite so mapped out by semesters, class schedules, and the easy answer of “I’m a student”.

Be joyful always; pray continually; give thanks in all circumstances, for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus.

- 1 Thessalonians 5:16-18