Leaps of Faith

Dependence: the state of relying on or being controlled by someone or something else  Dependence is something I've struggled with my whole life. As some of you may know, I am extremely independent and I really dislike someone else being in control of me or having to depend on anyone else. Although I am not sure where I picked up this characteristic or what caused me to, it's true and I'll be honest about it. This has caused me to want to possess adult like characteristics from a young age. I remember constantly hearing my mom tell me as I was growing up "just be a kid, stop worrying about that." Now that I am older, I realize just how much I did worry about as a child that I really shouldn't have. Being under someone else's control or watch made me feel trapped. I remember the freeing feeling I felt as I walked across the stage at graduation, knowing that I would no longer have to ask someone else if I could use the restroom. I remember the freeing feel...

No: the word we all normally don't like to hear, the word we hear often as children, the word that some people say too much or the word that some people often don't say enough (me). There are so many questions in life that result in the simple answers of either yes or no. However, sometimes those answers aren't so simple to all of life's difficult and tiring questions. This morning during chapel (side note: I LOVE going to a college that takes time out of the day to worship our amazing God together as a campus!) I was talking to my friend and we were discussing life plans and how we can go into college with one major but so often, we see so many people changing their majors and this particular friend was talking about feeling called to maybe change her major. However, she questioned how it might be difficult or not exactly what she wanted. This conversation really made me start thinking throughout the day about how real her situation was to me at one point not too long ...

As I've been at Indiana Wesleyan for a week now, it's becoming more and more real. Classes start in two days, I'm anxious for that but with having a little time to rest today, I've realized a few other things. I love college so far and I'm so grateful that God (and God alone) has provided the way for me to come to IWU however college is rough, too. I've come to realize that my relationships with everyone back home are different. As some people may know, I've not always had the best relationship with my Dad as we tend to butt heads on some things, however I've realized that this week I've thought about missing my Dad more than anyone else.. I miss his witty comments and tough love but I'm so glad that God is using this college experience to grow and mend our relationship. Don't get me wrong, I miss a lot of other people, too. The leaving people part has seriously been the roughest part, honestly.. I mean if you know me at all, you know my rich...