stop this train

You know it's a bad sign when it takes you 9 tries to login into your blogger account because you no longer remember your username and password, long since thrown out of your brain in a desperate attempt to cram in some last financial reviews.

As per usual, I made a one of those sounds-mushy-and-simple-blog promises a while back to stop neglecting this poor fellow and continue with the healthy practice of writing out my life via blog. Right about then, que life. Que the start of another insane semester. Needless to say, this guy hasn't had much lovin the past 6 months. And for that. I am truly sorry. So here's to my second stab at this commitment ordeal.

This semester has been marked by a whirlwind of surrendering to God's phenomenal plans. Most of which spank the pants out of my for-sought goals. But let me let you in on a little secret. I like my plans, personally. I have been knitting them together for quite some time now and just needs God's stamp of approval. Somehow though, the Big Man upstairs has this way of wrecking everything I envisioned for myself. Replacing my tiny papermache projects with blossoming ornate creations. That is the story of my life and no surprise... the story of my semester.

Let's fast forward though and try to jot down where I think I am at currently and the road I have wandered recently. This semester has taught me endurance and reliance on the Savior. My past community from last year fizzled as I found myself smack dab in the same predicament as last year. I learned yet again what it means to put my entire trust in Jesus, relying on Him to provide my needs. A friend and I were recently discussing how wonderful college is. For a mirage of reasons, but especially because you see so vividly the fingerprints of God arranging your life. So many decisions demand complete surrender to His plan, forcing us into His perfect blueprint masterplan. I never want to loose that sense of utter dependence on Him to arrange my job, housing, friendship, internship, time, everything. I think that has been my favorite part of this year no doubt.

As a reminder to myself (kickin it old school and going to the heart of why I began this blog in the first place) some highlights/thoughts/moments of my semester:
- ACL with friends and the ever so dashing Bopants, seeing those rockstars = superb
- getting the most fabulous sos mentee and flic sic on the planet. These two lovely ladies radiate the love of God and challenge me with their ferocity
- living with 3 of the coolest Aggies known to mankind. House with weekly baked delights = good for my soul, dangerous for my waistline
- watching Old Sam and sister Aimee dominate the school systems with their flare
- reconnecting with old friends through the tragic loss of dear friends who are now partying up in Heaven with Jesus
- truly comprehending finance/stockmarket/retirement plans. This class is kickin me in the tail, but I have never found a class so rewarding. Succeeding at something unnatural to me is the best. 
- being introduced into the world of SUV and One Tree Hill
- Rock the Republic with one of bestest and most treasured friends
- watching my college friends thrive within their new communities
- going back home with friends and first hand seeing their roots and rock solid foundations
- working with the most precious kiddos that uplift my heart on any given Sunday
- being apart of The Wells Project, gaining understanding of the water crisis and somewhat grasping how blessed we are as Americans

That's definitely not even the half of it, but that gets me on a goodish start to the new year. Hopefully, dear blog, we will become better acquainted this 2012 new year.

Stop this train, I want to get off and go home again
I can't take the speed it's moving in, I know I can't but honestly won't someone stop this train

So scared of getting older, I'm only good at being young
So I play the numbers game to find away to say that life has just begun
Had a talk with my old man said help me understand
He said turn 68, you'll renegotiate
Don't stop this train
Don't for a minute change the place you're in
Don't think I couldn't ever understand
I tried my hand
John, honestly we'll never stop this train