Saturday (long, full, happy day)

Okay, so it's really only been a few days since I posted a blog, but it feels like a really long time. I've been blogging on myspace--oh the heresy--and I guess I've been foolishly returning to it like a dog to its vomit. (I feel like I've been using that picture a lot lately. Memo: stop.)

Today was such a full day. It was pretty good, actually, which is great for a Saturday. Three separate things happened--sort of the three different parts of my life--and it was pretty cool that it all happened in one day. And I still got to sleep!

The day started off with my going up to the chapel to help participate in a 24 hr prayer event focused on stopping human trafficking. Last year, our school made the pledge to raise $100,000 to help build a rescue/restoration facility in India--in conjunction with a foundation started by Natalie Grant. We only raised half of the money last year, so we're continuing with that focus this year.

I was contacted roughly a week and a half ago and was asked to be a leader for this event. I was pretty stunned by that because I do not in any way, shape, or form, see myself as a spiritual leader on campus. In fact, I still have no idea how the intern in charge of it picked my name. I'm thinking it must have been a God-thing because it was wonderful to have been a part of the event. The thing is, if I hadn't been required to show up for my time slot, I wouldn't have gone at all. So I'm glad--by whatever means--that I was picked to help.

Also, having an hour's worth of time to focus prayer on such a great need, it made me realize how important it is that we schedule the time to pray. I know that we're supposed to pray without ceasing, but in the busyness of life, I find it very difficult to focus. I value prayer. That's one of the downfalls to having a roommate...I don't feel like I can have the privacy to pray when I really need that kind of solitude. This summer, I spent a lot of time on my face, crying and praying, and it's a little awkward to do that with a roommate perched nearby.

Oh yeah, something else about prayer. I'm doubly glad for having had the opportunity to go to pray. This summer, I was given a word concerning spiritual capability. At that time, some seeds of faith were planted. I thought to myself, "I can do this because God's in it with me; He chose me." But then the seeds were buried for awhile--as I am apt to do. By participating in prayer, I felt like those seeds came to a greater fruition, maybe a sprouting stage. I don't know the results of the 24 hr prayer, but I do know that God will use it and that our obedience in stepping in and not remaining complacent will bring about a positive change.

Anyhow, after prayer, I went back to my room and slept. I had been planning on going to the library to work on some homework--I'm really screwed now--but I was soooo tired, and I felt a cold coming on, so I hit the hay instead. I couldn't fall asleep for a long time because a) the room was too cold and b) I kept thinking...and thinking too often prevents sleeping. It was weird, because I was still pretty exhausted, but I wasn't able to fall asleep. (Usually pretty uncommon.)

I woke up before an afternoon rehearsel. Oh...in case I haven't mentioned it, I'm the assistant directore of a student-run production of "The Nina Variations." I honestly don't know why I'm in this position. I don't really feel capable, but I do know that I've done small services in being one of Meghan's righthand girls. (The stage manager is definitely the other right hand...) Practice was great. Our cast: phenomenal. I get chills and such a rush from watching them perform--and this is only the second week! We're well on our way to getting a great performance. Meghan and I are already planning on bringing coffee, chocolate, and tissues to each performance. I think we're going to need them.

After practice, I called my sister briefly--neither of us had much time to talk--then took a shower. Yeah, I was pretty grubby all day... Afterward, went up to Ty's apartment and ate dinner--spaghetti made with venison (mmm! :) )--and then he and I went to a movie later. (FYI: The Guardian is a good movie.)

But now I'm tired, and I REALLY don't want to get another cold. !Adios!