The interesting this is that we are here a day early, so I don't have my ID card or anything to actually get into the dorms. We weren't planning on moving in today (we just wanted to run a few errands), but my roommates are here for various reasons and were able to let me in. Thus, we carried all my stuff in, box by box. I am very grateful I will not have to deal with the crazy move-in fiasco when everyone arrives tomorrow morning. I organized all my stuff, but probably took the most time on the large collage of pictures above my desk. I thought to myself: "This desk is going to be a place of many late nights and frustrated tears. How can I redeem this desk?" I chose the only way I know: the saints! I backed many pictures of all the saints with scrapbook paper and placed them in a collage with my cork and dry-erase board for reminders. Every time I look up, I see Ruth smiling as she casually wields the knife she just used to peel homemade flan out of its container for me to eat, a much littler Sarah holding my hand as she walks across the Sandpiper in her little sweat shirt, Colleen and I laughing as we see the awful picture we just took on her camera . . . These sweet moments remind me of the intimacy and care that only the saints can provide, a relationship that is beyond words. My brothers and sisters are the reason that, today, I can stand for Christ. I am missing the churchlife so much, but I carry it with me each moment. I turn to it moment by moment. The rest of the day was just organizing, eating, and walking around, but all of it was made sweeter because the saints were by my side. -Logan S
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Lauren
9/16/2014 10:18:26 pm
Amen Logan, we are with you, and you have Him!
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