Just Different Things

Three full weeks of classes left! Woo-hoo! Haha. I can't wait for this semester to be over...well, the classes, anyway. Somebody from Huntingdon asked me last night if it was hard for me to believe that I was almost done with my first year of college; I said, "I haven't thought of it that way! I'm just ready to be finished with classes!!" It does seem surreal, now that I do think about it. I don't feel like it went by really fast or really slow...it just went by. Hm.

My legs are doing better; the swelling in my ankles is slowly going down, thankfully. I go back to the doctor's Monday, and I am supposed to start jogging at that point. At the beginning of this week I thought that there was no way that was going to happen, but it has gotten much better since then. I'm pretty sure I'll be able to handle it.

Monday night at YoungLife Club I did my first Talk. At Club we sing a couple of songs, play a game, sing two more songs, play a game, sing another two songs, then we have Talk. A different Leader does it every week, and this week was my first time. I wasn't nervous; I was really excited! The only time I got a little nervous was during the song right before I had to go up. A few butterflies emerged at that point, but nothing serious. I think it went well. You always tell a funny story (as we call it, Ho-Hum) before getting into the Bible part. I told some things about going into surgery and being on drugs...haha. They enjoyed it evidently, because they laughed quite a bit. After that, I told the story about the paralytic man that was dropped through the roof by his friends so that he could get to Jesus. I connected the two in different ways; one of them was by saying that after surgery I couldn't do a lot of normal things - I had to have help. This paralytic man couldn't do anything for himself. His friends had to help him and knew that Jesus could heal the man. I was afraid I talked way too long, but when I asked Missy (one of the leaders) about that, she said that it was perfect - not too long and not too short. Good. Haha. I really had a good feeling about it. Oh, yeah...the only thing I was worried about beforehand was the prayer at the end. I hate praying in public; I'm not sure why. Maybe it's because when it's just me and God, I talk to Him kind of like I would a friend. You can't necessarily do that when you pray out loud in front of people. Anyway, I don't think I'm good at it. However, I think I did a good job that time. I didn't hardly stutter, and I didn't pause for too long - sometimes I'll do that if I can't think of what I want to say or how to say it. I won't get to do Talk again for this semester, but I will have more opportunities in the fall when we come back. We have two more Clubs left for the semester. There will be camp this summer; I'm thinking about signing up to work. I think I'll be at the same camp, and you work for three or four weeks. There are four different times you can sign up; I'll just have to get more information.

So, that's probably enough. I wrote may more than I thought I would, but that usually happens for me. I should expect that by now...good grief.