God Just Smacked Me

ok, listen to this crazy story. so, like the religious nerd i am i went to mass tonight. on campus they have mass in different chapels at 10pm. it was cool, one of my sophomore mentors invited me and i was really excited. so we are in the chapel and it was packed. like we were sitting on top of each other. and so for intentions we said our prayers out loud. someone behind me prays "for judy melville who is battling lymphoma." i freak out inside because i went to world youth day with a tori melville who's mom was diagnosed with cancer. so at the sign of peace i turn around and all awkwardly go "did someone here pray for judy melville" and i find out that it is in fact the same person i was thinking of and tori had been a leader on this girl's, bridget, kairos!!!

but thats not all.

right after that was the Lamb of God. and what do they start singing, but the Lamb of God we sang at WYD Koln (megan, i know you know what im talking about: the echo one!!) but the thing with that Lamb of God was that me and megan were OBSESSED with it after WYD and even after scouring the internet could not find music for it. all we could do was sing it a cappella, which wouldnt have worked in church. so we kinda had to give it up. i heard them start singing it and i was smiling so wide i could barely sing. not kidding. i cant even explain what i was feeling. it was absolutely incredible.

sometimes i think God likes to have a little fun and smack you really hard across the head just to see the stunned look on your face.

and to let you know He's always there for you.

at least, that's what i think He's trying to tell me. i'm not really sure what His message was quite yet.

Moved In

yesterday was the dreaded move in day... but it wasnt bad. actually it went good. my stuff fit, and so did my roommates, i met some new people, saw a bunch of people from my orientation group--id say it was a success. of course i still have 150 pgs of my assigned reading due friday... i could be reading now, but alas i am blogging until i have to go to a breakfast at 9. hopefully it will get done... whatever!

I Can't Hula Hoop Anymore

when i was little i was able to hula hoop like a champ! i loved it! i always won the hula hoop contests and i remember when my mom got me my green and black stripped hula hoop from toys-r-us. i would be in my backyard for who knows how long trying to master some random trick. i could walk, kneel, stand whatever while still keeping that hoop at my waist. i could even start with the hoop at my neck, bring it to my waist then knees and back up to my waist. and then at camp we pulled out the hula hoops for the kids. i picked one up to join them and i couldnt keep the hoop up for more than 20 secs. i thought i was out of practice so i tried again, but i just couldnt hula hoop anymore. even for those 20 secs that the hula hoop was rotating didn't feel like it used to. i felt awkward trying to keep it up, not natural like it used to. so i stood to the side and watched as one of the girls hula hooped her way to a contest win.

this whole getting older thing is weird. im leaving for school tomorrow. a year ago i felt like i was ready to move away, i wanted to move away. but it dont feel the same way, and yet i do. i feel like im ready to move away, like i can handle it, and i want to... i think. dont get me wrong, im excited to be on my own, but it means im getting older. not necessarily a bad thing, but a change. like hula hooping, things that used to be natural--living with my family, having all four seasons worth of clothing in my closet at once, my mom there to cook--aren't there. it really isn't a bad thing that i can't hula hoop, just different.