The Wall

"Here's the truth--and this one is thouroughly Biblical: throughout life, you will face one situation after another that will be completely beyond what you can handle. Situations that force you to make a choice--either abandon God or worship him in the midst of a Plan B situation."

-Pete Wilson, "Plan B"

Okay, so my birthday was over Thanksgiving break and it was great. But ever since I've been back at school, it's really hit me just how OLD I'm becoming. The years of relying on Mom and Dad for everything are quickly dissipating and I've come to the point in my life where my decisions are MINE to make. Mom and Dad don't have much say anymore, because ultimately, my decisions affect me now. I really hate saying I'm twenty years old. I miss having the "teen" on the end of my age. Seriously. So, with this "old" age, I've been praying and growing through this book called "Plan B" by Pete Wilson. If you have not read it, please get it. The book is about what to do when your plan and God's plan don't correlate with each other--what to do when "Plan A" has to become "Plan B". The book has been so convicting because, as you know from reading my blog, I've always been the type that wants to have control over every situation possible...right down to where I'll be in 15 years, no big deal.
Well, the chapter I'm currently praying through is called "Darkness," and in it, Pete talks about a metaphorical "wall." Here are some of Pete's quotes that God has really used to open my eyes to the reality that those decisions I talked about earlier aren't really mine to make anymore.

• "A difficult truth to grasp is the reality that God loves us enough to strip us of anything that keeps us from him. Often, these things are good things. But, if for some reason they are keeping us from knowing God as we should, he may take them out of our lives."
• "The Wall represents Our will meeting God's will face to face...fundamentally, it has to do with slowly breaking through the barriers we have built between our will and a newer awareness of God in our lives."

Within the past few months, God has really been revealing to me a lot of idols in my life, and "stripping" me of them in order to show me that I need to focus on him. Luckily, Pete's book came at just the right time. As I prepare for many changes in my life here at PC, I just pray that God helps prepare me for my "Plan B" situations...which he already has in the form of summer plans. I really have a strong desire to work in an office with a high paying salary and benefits and weekends off, etc.. But God has really placed it in my heart to work in my church. So today, I applied for an internship with NewSpring in Florence and whizzed on by the application for the office in Florence doing Secretary work where I can stare at Facebook all day. Although to you, this sitauation may not seem like such a big deal, but to me, it's taking a huge step of faith. You see, I'm not notified if I get the internship or not until April. That leaves me 3 weeks to find an alternative plan if that's not what God has in mind for me...and a whole lot of waiting without knowing time between now and April 18th.

So basically, the whole point of this entry was to tell you to:

A) Go get Pete Wilson's "Plan B". right now.

B) Pray for this girl and her summer plans. And her inability to hand decisions over to anyone else.

C) Allow me to pray for you. I pray that you hand your decisions over to God and let him do with them what He wants. I pray that you trust God and that you take a step of faith and you see Him deliver in miraculous ways. I pray that for all of us, including myself.

Much Love,

Emma

PS: Exams are next week. Prayers up to the Big Guy much appreciated.

Peace and Blessings, Peace and Blessings

True Life: I haven't blogged in 2 months

In an attempt to avoid a 8 page blogpost updating you on what's been going on, I'm just going to show you all in picture.

A) Mallard Ball!!

For those that don't know, Mallard Ball is an ADPi function in which everyone dresses up in Camo and just has a great time. This year it was at Clinton House and the band, Big Swig, proved to be so much fun. Below is my beautiful pledge class! My Hott Date


B) Dukes of Hazzard

C) BID DAY! The best day in the whole world. The theme this year was "Just Did It" and it consisted of sweat bands, neon sunglasses, and some really awesome t-shirts.

Below is my fam, before we received our two new babies!

My awesome pledge class showin' off our pledge class swag

My wonderful new little sister, Kate! She rocks!

D) Halloween: me and my 101 sisters along with our President, dressed up as the 101 dalmations and Kat dressed up as Cruella Deville. Pretty amazing, huh?

E) Parents Weekend: First of all, may I just point out that Kate and I wore matching dresses and it was completely unplanned...we would.

My wonderful mom and step dad! They are amazing!

So there you go, the past two months.

I'll blog more when I have the time.

Much Love,
Emma

PS: 17 days until I'm 20!

Realities of saying yes...

So. I have a problem. And I'm going to share it with you in hopes that someone out there will read this and be inspired to avoid from encountering this problem.
What is my problem, you ask? Well, you see, I have the complete inability to say NO to anything. When asked to serve on a committee, lead a Bible study, volunteer for an event, etc, my immediate reaction is to say yes. Not that I don't genuinely want to serve on all of these things, I do! I just honestly do NOT have the time. Thus far this year, I have said yes to 2 Bible Studies, being on the executive committee for Up Til' Dawn (A fundraising campaign for Saint Jude), Student Council, Volunteering at Newspring, Bluefish, and being a Highlander for Sterlings (meaning that every Tuesday, at 3pm, this girl gives a tour. In an effort to avoid bragging on myself (trust me, this is not the point of this whole thing), I would love to encourage tips from the very few of you that read this blog; what is a girl to do? How does one learn to say NO?
It's so easy for me to say No to so many things; for example.
"Hey, wanna cigarette?" ...NO.
"Hey, wanna go water skiing?"...NO.
"Hey, wanna foot massage?"...absolutely not.
But why is it that when I'm approached about getting involved with something, my immediate response is to get so excited about it, and immediately to sign up? Don't get me wrong, I really am super excited aobut everything I'm involved in this year. There's so many great opportunities to glorify God through all of these amazing opportunities, but I'm worried about time management. Thus far, with all of this, I have one night of freedom in my weeks. That night is Friday nights. Every other night (excluding Saturdays) is completely full.
So, this is my advice to the 4 or 5 of you that read this blog that may or may not be struggling with this; learn to say no. Pray that God shows you what you need to be involved in so that you can give it your everything, instead of giving some of yourself to 5 or 6 things. It's better to do ONE thing really well than to do 5 things semi-decent. trust me on that. And hey, while you're sending some prayers up to the big guy, mind saying one for me, too? I've really been struggling with listening to everything God has planned for me, and what I have planned for myself, and differing between the two. Oh, and along all of that, keeping up with my school work. (PS: two papers and a test next week...blogging is going to be put on pause for the next week or so).
1 Corinthians 9:26-27 tells us:
"So I do not run aimlessly; I do not box as one beating the air. But I discipline my body and keep it under control, lest after preaching to others I myself should be disqualified."

I've really been reflecting on that tonight and praying that God shows me where to run, how to discipline my body to be under control, and how to avoid worrying about everything at once. I'm learning to take a breath, maybe a second breath, and just taking it a minute at a time. Taking it a project, a paper, a speech, a test at a time, and doing my very best to glorify God in all of it. (Although I'm not quite sure how to glorify God in my paper about Oedipus and Gilgamesh...still trying to figure that one out).

Anyways, my whole point in all of this nonsense is this:

Learn to say no. Learn to pray to God before you get in over your head so that He will tell you what you need to be active in. Don't be like me and immediately say yes to everyhing...because you will soon find yourself with one night of free time, and an extremely confusing calendar.

I get to go home this weekend, and it's the last time I get to go home before Fall Break (which is at the end of October). Here's to a weekend of relaxation, paper writing, and some well-needed family bonding time.

Much Love,

Emma

Poetry

Oy. Just the thought of the word "poetry" has always sent chills up my spine. Well, as a requirement for my major, I have to take a poetry workshop class; meaning that not only will I be studying poetry, I will be writing and critiquing my own. So, let's recap:
I've always hated poetry. I've always been terrified of poetry. So, of course, now I have to study it and write my own.
Oh yeah...and my first poem can't rhyme. hmm..

Anywho, so the topic of said first poem for the class was to be written about a childhood memory. What usually comes to mind when people think of their childhood? Family vacations, brothers and sisters, and sports? I dont know. What I do know is what came to my mind...one word that predestined a whole decade of my existence...The Bowl Cut.
Ahh, the bowl cut. So just to catch you up with the story:
When I was growing up, I looked like a boy. Wanna know why? Well, for one, it was my inability to lose any babyfat until I was about the age of 16, how I was taller than any girl (or boy) in my grade for about 7 years, how my cheeks seemed to stay rosy red at all seasons of the year, and lastly, it was the thick-framed harry potter glasses that I sported from 3rd grade on throughout middle school. And on top of all of THAT...we add a bowl cut.
Mom, in an effort to provide herself with ease in getting me ready in the morning, decided one day that cutting my hair off would be a great idea. (Not exactly sure if that was her exact thinking process...I'm sure there was a positive motive in there somewhere) Well, in 5th grade Emma the boy went to sing in New York City. Story time number two:
Boy Emma gets on the tour bus, greeted by a sweet tour guide; a little old lady merely trying to deal with the fact that she had about 40 middle schoolers on a tour bus. So, this lady is introducing herself to each of us, and when she gets to me, out comes one of the most difficult sentences I've ever had to hear..."My, you're a handsome young man. What's your name?" You would have thought that she had just hit me over the head with a club. I cried the rest of the trip, and from that day forward, mom promised to never make decisions regarding anything about my appearance (which, when I became a teenager, she probably should have).

Now that you've heard the story, I'll let you stick to the mental image of all of that as I present to you, my first poem:

"The Bowl Cut"

Fifth grade, mom said it was time

for a hair cut.

A snip here, a snip there

In the kitchen, a top a stool.

Mom, with scissors in hand,

wacking away at the locks

once belonging to her little princess,

now belonging to her prince.

Uneven bangs

accenting the round crooked glasses

and rosey red cheeks of my awkward stage.

Choppy all around, a straight edge

ceasing to exist.

Oh, the bowl cut.

How I loathe you

for turning my awkward stage

into an awkward decade.

Don't be too critical...like I said; I've always hated poetry and have never understood it.

Although I wish I had a picture to put up with this blog, I think the mental image serves its purpose. Hope you enjoyed my little ode to my awkward stage. I'm sure you've had one too.

Much Love,
Emma

Fully Committed.

What does it mean to be fully committed to something? Giving it your all? Not giving up no matter the circumstances? Perservering through challenges to get to something much better...or something that you're unsure of?
The past few weeks have taught me what being fully committed to the Lord is, and it's been one of the hardest lessons I've ever had to learn.
So a few weeks ago I battled the whole "where does God want me" battle. I struggled with what he wants me to do and what he has laid out for my life. Being a Type A personality, I like to have everything in check. I dot my "i"s and cross my "t"s twice then look over my list once more. I like having a plan and I like when everything goes accordingly. However, I think I've decided that God is a type B personality. Even if He has a plan for my life, he spontaneously drops it on me and expects me to make do...something not so easy for us Type A personalities. However, this summer has taught me that going with the flow is just something I need to learn to do. Trusting God to show me what to do and expecting him to fight my battles along the way is so scary yet so inticing at the exact same time. Put all of my faith in this one God and expect him to take care of me for eternity. Simple command...difficult follow through.
I've officially been back at school for a week and I've been SO busy. Bluefish meetings and orientation activities have left me exhausted yet pumped up for my Sophomore year of college. Although coming in this year I have a complete different view of what I want to do with my life versus my plan last year (Biology is just not the major for me.), I am confidant that God is going to show me where he wants me. Until then, I just have to trust in him completely and pray that I have the patience to stay along for the ride until His plan falls into place. Do I know where I'll be a year from now? A week from now? Tomorrow night? No. But I have to just trust that God DOES and he knows what's best for me better than anyone else.

"Be still before the Lord and wait patiently for him; do not fret when men succeed in their ways, when they carry out their wicked schemes. Refrain from anger and from wrath; do not fret- it only leads to evil, for evil men will be cut off but those who Hope in the Lord will inherit the Land."
Psalm 37: 7-9

Pray for Patience and Trust in your amazing God.
Much Love,
Emma

PS: Classes start tomorrow and I could really use some prayers up to JC for some focus and stress-relievers this semester.

Loving, Learning, and Laughing

Where oh where has the time gone?

Looking at the calendar and realizing that I only have a week left at home sends so many emotions running through me that it's overwhelming. I feel excited that I get to go back to PC and see all of my amazing friends and the community that surrounds me, anxious about classes and responsibilities...but there's something else. An indescribable feeling consisting of every emotion possible to the highest degree...not happy but not sad.
Today was my last Sunday with the Florence Newspring crew for a few months. If there was ever a Sunday to go out with a bang this was surely the Sunday! They started their "I love the 80's" series and it was so amazing. (Something to add to the list of things I never thought I would ever do...dress in costume for church.) Looking back at this summer, I've come to the realization that I have grown so much as an individual...not just in my maturity, but in my walk with God. I've learned that MY plan is not always what HIS plan is...in fact, his plan is 100x better than anything I could ever imagine! I've learned that if you take a leap of faith into unknown situations (ie; The Gauntlet), the outcome can be amazing. I've learned that surrounding yourself with people who love God and have a relationship with him is necessary to have a healthy walk with the Lord. I've learned that patience is a virtue...something I'm still working on.
Most of all, though, I've learned that trusting God with my whole heart and giving him everything and every plan and every idea in my life is completely riveting. Hard, yet so rewarding. It's so awesome to know that God has a plan for my life and that, in due time, He will unravel it for me and reveal to me where to go. Until then, it's necessary to swallow the lump in my throat, jump, and just pray that my faith keeps me afloat.

The Gauntlet was perhaps the most amazing experience I've ever had as a leader...ever. 1400+ kids and leaders all worshiping a God who loves us more than we could ever imagine simply took my breath away at times. Looking from the back of the huge auditorium and seeing a group of amazing kids worshiping and singing and clapping and praying and dancing for a God who saved them and saves so many lives every day...there are no words to properly describe the chill bumps and tears of happiness that were brought to me every single morning and night.
I got to experience a sunrise baptism Thursday morning, witnessing the baptism of more than 250 youth...so awesome. I witnessed a girl in my own room committing her life to Christ and experienced the joy of sharing the word of Christ with her. I had so many awesome conversations with my small group and can't wait to see God work in their lives.

This summer, God has shown me his true power and his true grace, of which I'm so undeserving.

Less than the Least

One of my favorite stories in the Bible comes from a guy named Paul. Okay, so he may be no "minor" character, but still. His story is so awesome and at times, it's so relatable. Maybe I didn't persecute a bunch of Christians, but sometimes I find myself completely at awe with the fact that God chose ME. He mastered a plan for me and is slowly unfolding it for me. I'm so amazed at times that, in fact, I feel unworthy.
In my reading of Ephesians, I came across one of the coolest verses that I've read in a long time.

In chapter 3, verses 7-8, Paul writes:
"I became a servant of this gospel by the gift of God's grace given me through the working of his power. Although I am Less than the Least of all God's people, this Grace was given me..."

In this, Paul is saying that all men willing to be servants are used by God. Sometimes, when we feel like we are worthless to anyone, God looks at us and sees us as Priceless...let that sink in for a minute. That thought alone is just so unfathomable to me! Even though God sees ALL of my sin and sees the depths of my heart, he still loves me and considers me PRICELESS...just look at what he paid for me..and you! Grace is such an amazing thing, and it hasn't been until lately that I've truly come to realize the depths of that word.

In 1 Timothy1:15, Paul writes
"Here is a trustworthy saying that deserves FULL ACCEPTANCE; Christ Jesus came into the world to SAVE sinners--of whom I am the worst."

Dont we all feel that way sometimes? I know I do! God has really shown me in these past few weeks as I prepare for The Gauntlet and for going back to school that he is the all powerful and that he knows everything so much better than I do and that, regardless of my actions, I am saved by his Grace. And I am so incredibly thankful for that!

One week from today...

I will be on a bus on the way to daytona beach, Florida. With 1000+ youth. For 5 days. And I'm sleeping on an air mattress.


Holy mess I'm so excited.

Then and No Matter What

"Do not throw away this confident trust in the Lord, no matter what happens. Remember the great reward it brings you! Patient endurance is what you need now, so you will continue to do God's will. Then you will receive all that God has promised." Hebrews 10:35-36
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Just in the past few weeks, God has thrown me a complete curve ball. I didn't really know where to start this post, so I figured what better place than with an awesome verse he lead me to last night. It provided me with exactly what I needed to hear. However, with further studying of the verse, it also provided a lot that I didnt necessarily want to hear. With a quick glance of this verse, I get a feeling of easiness. "great reward" is enough to keep me going. But then, God brought my attention to two key phrases. The first being "no matter what"; meaning, the good and the bad. I'm learning that now in that my walk with the Lord isn't always going to be an easy one. In fact, right now it's been pretty uphill and curvy...we're talking mountain trail. The second thing that God really brought to my attention is the word "then." As in..."do all of these things and THEN you will receive something." It's not going to be easy; In fact, it's going to be pretty difficult. Remember that whole "test" I talked about the other week? Well, it's gotten even more difficult. I'm having to battle between so many obstacles that I feel like I'm alone...except for God. He's always with me. I'm so gracious that he showed me last night that I need to have patience and understanding, along with the confidence that no matter what happens, I need to have this confidence always. Difficult? Yes. Worth it? Definitely.
In times like these, it's easy to sink away from God and get angry when, in fact, He calls us to call on him in desperation! Sometimes, he brings us to that utter point of desperation in order to bring us to him. Maybe that's what he's doing. Whatever it is, it's working.
I don't really know where to end this post. I could go all day about how life is difficult right now, even though I still have SO many awesome things going on as well. Work is awesome, The Gauntlet is fast approaching, and thus far, summer has been pretty amazing....all thanks to the Big Guy upstairs. School is fast approaching and I don't really know how to feel about it. I guess we'll just have to see how He works this situation and morphs it into what is best for me to serve Him. Always.

Much Love,
Emma

Sometimes...

all you have is prayer.
all you have is your faith.
and all you have is your God.

Today, that is perfectly okay with me.

Tested

So ya know that blog post a few weeks back where I asked for a true test of my faith? Hah, well God has a funny sense of humor. These past few weeks have provided me with more tests than imaginable. For starters, persisting in my trust and strength in my Grandmas treatment. I just get a little frustrated sometimes that God hasn't given her some sort of sign to show her the light at the end of the tunnel. Even though it's the fifth of seven weeks of treatment, she just seems so discouraged lately, especially since her symptoms (rash, loss of taste, nausea) have really started to kick in full force. I continually pray that God will give her some sort of sign to let her know that it's going to be okay; I don't know if he's not providing the sign or if she's just failing to see it. Either way, it's super frustrating and it's taught me a lot about controlling my helplessness. That's truly been one of the hardest things for me to grasp in the past few months. How do I help when there's really nothing for me to help with? God has started to show me that sometimes our faith is all we really have to help us through situations; and sometimes, prayer is all we have to help us make it over the next herdel.
Because of her symptoms, Mom has started staying over there during most of the week to help my Grandpa take care of my Grandma and to just be there for them. Even though she only lives 20 minutes away in Florence, it's still been an adjustment getting used to Mom not being home all the time. It's taught me a lot about being selfless...My grandma surely needs my mom a lot more than I do right now and God has used this situation in a way to make me thankful for her when she's home and even when she's not. Something that I have always found really hard to say is that "I'm proud of my Mom" Not because I'm NOT proud of her, but because I don't have another word for it. It's beyond being proud of her...its admirable... with everything that she has going on right now, it's so unfathomable how one human can go to work, take care of me and my sister, still maintain her relationship with her husband, and still manage to cook and clean and maintain BOTH households... closest thing to superwoman I've ever witnessed! I don't know how she hasn't completely gone bonkers by this point. All I can say is that if anything ever happens that puts me in the situation of being a caregiver, I do half of what my mom has managed for her mom. (if you want to stay updated with my Grandmas progress check out her website www.caringbridge.com/visit/bettybakercarlson)

Secondly, I just want to reiterate that I truly have been blessed with some of the best kids to babysit this summer. But, again with the patience, God has provided me with the challenge to improve it. Sometimes, I just have to swallow that lump of frustration and calm down and explain to them...for the 700th time...the importance of not hitting your friends with foam baseball bats. Or why it's really necessary to close the door when you potty. Regardless, the happy times have outweighed the angry but I'm thankful that God has provided me with these opportunities to work on my patience and my ability to relate to these kids. Katie, the oldest of the three, and I had a really remarkable conversation the other week. I was outside watching them play and reading my Bible when she came up and started asking me about what I was reading. I did my best to explain my reading of Jeremiah and to my surprise she understood (granted, she got the cliffnotes version. Jeremiah is quite a lengthy chapter) most of what I was saying. It's so surprising to me sometimes how God pops up in the most unexpected places...like in the conversation with a 10-year old about her faith and how exactly we are supposed to pray and share him with other people. There's only one explanation for that...it's so God.

Thirdly, God has put to test my faith in a way that I'm still struggling with. He has pressed something so hard on my heart that it's one of those situations that it's like "Well God, this is going really great in my life and it's working out pretty awesome for me. Are you sure you want me to give you this?" And consistently, everytime, he responds with "yes". Dangit. I have just continually prayed that he helps me to let this thing go, but it continues to stay in my life. I need prayers from you guys (you know...all 5 of you that read this blog) that I gain the strength and courage in God to let this thing go because it's truly a life changing decision.

The Gauntlet is less than a month away and I'm growing more and more anxious yet excited! I get my own group of 4 girls and am responsible for them all week. Not exactly like camp because I'll have high schoolers, but more like Christian Chaperoning, I guess. I really can't wait to see what all God has in store for that week and I just pray that I'm ready to help share his word with young people and help them make a life saving decision...the best one I've ever made!

"But the Lord said to me 'Do not say 'I am only a child'. You must go to everyone I send you and say whatever I command you. Do not be afraid of them, for I am with you and will rescue you', declares the Lord." Jeremiah 1:7-8

Much Love,
Emma

Cancer...

SUCKS

okay, but seriously. I don't know how my grandma does it. Nor my mom.

So much going on!

May I just apologize on my complete lack of posts lately? Things have been so hectic around here.
So, why in the world am I up at 9:47 on a Friday morning? Even better question; why am I blogging at 9:47 on a Friday morning? One word; three kids: Babysitting.

This summer, I've been blessed to be babysitting two 6 year olds and a 10 year old. At first, it seemed like I was way in over my head. But, this being the first week, I've learned so much about myself and about kids. First of all, something that I guess you can say I've re-learned is how big their imaginations are! For example, as I type, the three kids are playing surgeon with a dog, an alien, and a puppet. One has severe allergies to bird seed, one got cut while on a treasure hunt, and one fell out of his UFO. (I'll let you guess which one is which...quite frankly I'm not sure either.) The medical bill for all of this? $80,000,000,000...I think that's the right amount of zeros. Anyways, they currently have kleenex taped to their mouths as surgeon masks and are running around with legos as their surgical tools. Now that's how you play doctor! See the pic below for a picture of the surgeons...


Second, something that I've needed to learn; patience. Because I take them to the pool a lot, I have to learn patience. Whether it's patience with them in the pool, patience in how long it takes them to get in the car, patience on how slowly they eat their lunch, or patience on how long it taked them to take their swimmies off. I've learned to let them just do their thing...while watching them with a close eye of course! Although waking up at 6:30 every morning isn't my idea of "fun", I surely couldn't have asked for a better group of kids to babysit. They are so fun and barely fight (we'll see how that goes...like I said, it's just week 1).

In other news, I have rediscovered the wonderful world of self-selected reading! So far this month, I've read 3 amazing books: 90 Minutes in Heaven, Vision in White, and, my personal favorite, Letters to God. Although all three were really good, I definitely reccommend Letters to God. I didn't expect it, but it talked a lot about cancer and the questions associated with it. It's about a little boy, aged 13, who is diagnosed with brain cancer. Just a few months earlier, the family lost their dad in a horrible car accident. The book is about the family's struggle to get back on their feet while at the same time dealing with the boy's cancer. In order to vent, the little boy, Tyler, writes Letters to God and puts them in the mail box. Well, I won't give away the story, but let's just say they help a lot more people than you'd think. It's funny how God works sometimes. Like, how he can use a 13-year old boy to touch so many lives. Or, how he uses kids to show us our inner imagination again. Pretty cool.

I received some of the most exciting news of my young life last week, and I have to share it. The last week of July I will be going to Daytona Beach, FL for The Gauntlet; a youth trip with Newspring. There will be close to 1000 youth there and I have been asked to go as a small group leader! I'll have 4 of my own youth to talk to as small group, but I'll also help witness to other young people as well. I absolutely can't wait to watch God change so many lives! I'm nervous because, other than a few of the volunteers, I don't know a lot of people going. I just like to think of it as God's way of making me take that next step; although uncomfortable, it's what is necessary for me to continue my walk with him. I absolutely can't wait to minister to these kids and can't wait to see him do work. He is SO good!

That's pretty much all that's going on around here!

Hope your summer is going great;
Much Love,
Emma

Esther

So tonight I studied the book of Esther and it was so empowering! It made me crave an opportunity to prove my faith. I've always wanted a true test of my faith; not just a really bad week or a fight with a friend. A true test. Then it got me thinking...what would I do if I was truly tested? I would like to think that I would be Esther and stand for what I believe in and go against the odds...heck, for her it was against the law. Sadly, there are too many times in my past to count that I've gone against my faith..gone with what the crowd wants. I just hope that sometime, in the future, whenever my faith is truly put to the test that I pass with flying colors. I have a God whose love is SO unfathomable for me and who loves me regardless. Let's hope I'm strong like my good friend Esther and surpass my expectations.
Something else that is quite interesting about this book, and why it's not printed in every Bible, is that it's the ONLY book in the Bible that never mentions God, Worship, Prayer, OR Sacrifice. Whoever wrote this book is believed to have used that as a means of directing the readers attention to the fact that it is GOD who controls and directs all the seemingly insignificant coincidences that make up that plot of the book and the issue of deliverance of the jews. Sometimes it's so crazy to me that God is everywhere...he is everyone and everything I look at and observe. It's so crazy that at times I forget it and then He always has a funny way to bring it back into light.."Hey, Emma! I'm right here, and I'm STILL Great!" I just pray that one day, especially the day that I'm tested, I have the strength to stand up for my beliefs...regardless of what the crowd is doing!

What Gives you Strength in your faith? I want to challenge you to seriously think about this question. Not what gives you strength at school and in your relationships with your friends...what gives you strength in your faith? What would your response be to a serious test of your faith (like the possibility of death)? What gives you that CONSTANT assurance that God is everywhere? Think about it, and you might be surprised at your answer.

Much Love,
Emma

Weekly (uh, monthly?) update

You would think that being on summer break, I would have plenty of time to blog. Wrong. Anyways here's whats been happening...

After many weeks of preparation, doctor's appointments, and hope, Monday is the true beginning of the battle. Me-ma (my grandmother) is starting chemotherapy on Monday. As said by my mama "This will be the most difficult part of the journey." Up until the past few weeks, I've never truly known my grandmothers strength. Like I said in a previous blog post, our family has never really had to deal with this first hand, so I guess I've never had to see her strength be tested. But looking back on the last few months, as she's begun this battle with her cancer, I finally realized how crazy strong she is!

I will surely keep everyone updated but as of now, I just wanted to ask y'all to keep her and my family in your prayers!

Some of my "summer to-do list" points are being fulfilled! Chad and I attended Newspring's membership class and officially became members. I am SO excited. Furthermore, I'm getting baptized this Sunday. Originally, I didn't really know how to feel about it. Didn't I get baptized as a baby? Being Methodist, the idea of submerging myself in a pool of water in front of hundreds of people not only terrifies me, but makes me highly uncomfortable. But, then again, Christ died on a cross for me. My comfort, or His kingdom? (thanks, pastor Perry) I just consider it kind of the finishing mark of re-committing my life to Christ. After all, the Bible does tell us that after commitment, baptism is the next step. After getting over the original uneasy feeling, I can't wait for it. Like, just getting cleaned of everything and coming out a new person? That's a lot to swallow. Let's just pray I don't slip in front of everyone or something...I would do that.

Along with said membership, Chad and I decided to volunteer with the Fuse Student Ministry this summer and are going to observe tomorrow night in order to feel it all out. SO PUMPED.

I guess along with fulfilling the whole volunteering point of my list, this also fulfills staying strong in my faith. which leads me to...

Crazy Love. It's a book by Francis Chan and I can honestly tell you it's been so influential in my life lately. It basically talks about God's unfathomable love for us and how the American church has pretty much turned into something far from what the Bible tells us it should be. If you haven't read it PLEASE do. It is so amazing and will truly change your outlook about your faith and how you live life. No doubt.

I finally met the family I'm babysitting for this summer and I start June 7th. Although two 6-year olds and a 9 year old is going to be a handful, they're a fun group of kids and I honestly can't wait. Don't get me wrong, hanging out with my boyfriend and friends has been SO nice, I have been getting pretty bored lately. Having no money can be a problem. Let's hope the next few weeks go by a little quick like.

Chad finally found a job (after searching for months)...and FINALLY got texting back! Welcome to the 20th century! Anyone heading to Jiffy Lube in Florence give him a shout. no, seriously. Oh, and since you begged....Hey Dad. (there's your shoutout) Thanks for some awesome dinner tonight.

That's all that's been going on here lately, although I'll be sure to keep you updated if anything else happens. (Hoping to conquer this skiing thing sometime soon.)

Happy Summer!

Much Love,

Emma

Summer Goal List

So, out of pure boredom, I present to you my random list of things I will accomplish this summer:

1) i WILL learn to waterski. Or hey, I'm going to atleast attempt. This could get ugly

2) Start volunteering more; Habitat for Humanity, Animal Shelter, Medical Clinic...there are so many people in Darlington that need so much help. I'm so blessed so I think it's time for me to start giving back to a community that's given to me for so long.

3) Become a volunteer at Newspring; I just love that place so much!!

4) Continue to grow stronger in my faith; Being away from my PC bubble will be a little difficult, but with a little prayer and a lot of scripture, my walk with Christ will continue to persist...while hopefully bringing others along for the ride as well.

5) Get over appearances; whatever, so obviously I'm not going to be the skinniest girl on the beach. whatever. God doesn't care what I look like.

6) Go running more; As much as I hate to admit it, I really do get a little enjoyment out of running...after I'm finished. Why not kill two birds with one stone? Get my lazy rear end into shape all the while having more time to clear my head.

7) Start planning for next year; Sophomore class president, bluefish, and ADPi? Next year could get interesting. Let the planning and brainstorming commence...

8) Commit more time to being with my grandmother: I went and visited her and Papa the other day when I got home and it made me realize just how fast things change. I really need to buckle down and spend more time with her. Even though it's hard to see her sick, I don't want to have any regrets.

9) I will start saving. Money is tight...especially as a college student. I'm going to make the best out of what I get paid this summer, and glorify God with all of it. Which leads me to Titheing. God, I really need to do better. And I will; starting now.

10) Make it one to remember: Call me cliche, whatever. This year has truly made me realize how fast time flies, so I don't want to look back and realize that I had any time that went to waste. Here's to a summer full of worship, fellowship, volunteering, lake weekends, beach weekends, time with my family and boyfriend, and preparing for next year.

Something tells me that this summer is going to fly by and before i know it, I'll be moving into Clinton 3rd. I will make the best of it.

Good luck to everyone still in exams. Y'all stay safe!
Much Love,
Emma

8 months ago

8 Months ago, I arrived as an anxious freshman to a small college in a tiny town. Little did I know that the next 8 months of my life would go by so incredibly fast and little did I know that those 8 months would be some of the best of my young life. I'm not a freshman anymore. Wait. what was that? No longer a freshman? It's already over? Well, dang.
I don't think I can properly describe how much I have changed this year. College has brought about so many challenges, but with these challenges has come so many amazing opportunities to learn and grow in myself, and two-fold in my faith. So, what have I learned? Of course we have to do a list;
The Top 20 Things I've Learned as a Freshman at Presbyterian College:
1) Sorority life isn't what they show on TV: we don't sit in a circle and get drunk. It just doesn't happen.
2) Yes, you really do need to go to class.
3)...Yes, even if it's 8:00 on a Friday morning. Professors do pay attention.
4) When you go to college, your closet size easily doubles; no, not its physical size. Make friends with the girls on your hall.
5) Dinner at GDH is at 5. Period.
6) Exam week can either be really really miserable, or it can be doable. Keep up with your studies, and start studying for exams sooner than the night before.
7) There's always that one class that you will absolutely hate. (ie Linguistics) Suck it up.
8) There are people that are just like you at college. You just have to find them.
9) It's not as hard as you think it is to continue (or begin) your life as a christian once you get to college. It's actually so much cooler!
10) Forming your opinion and sticking to it is vital; grow a backbone.
11) Putting on makeup and getting dressed up for class every day just doesn't happen.
12) It's perfectly acceptable to wake up a 7:50 for your 8:00 class. Thank God for our small campus.
13) You and your roomate will not always get along. I mean, you're living in a 12x16 square for 8 months. What do you expect?
14) The Library isn't just for studying. Socializing happens...usually more than studying.
15) Sometimes, the chicken fingers in GDH are really spicy on Sundays. Proceed with caution.
16) Your Bonus Bucks disappear quicker than you think they do. Whoops.
17) Getting mail is like Christmas. Too bad it doesn't happen too often. Thanks, mom and dad.
18) You have to learn to take time for yourself. Go for a walk or go have quiet time with God. Being around people all the time will drive you insane.
19) The Belk Lobby is, and will forever be, one of my most favorite places at PC
20) You really do go to college and find your best friends. <3

On another note, now that classes are over it's time to begin the preparations for BEACH WEEK! wahooooo! So excited. I'll be heading to Garden City on Monday and returning Wednesday afternoon; hopefully bronzed and properly relaxed. Be jealous.

Much Love,
Emma

11 days

...and I'll be finished with my freshman year of college. Although when I think about it, my initial reaction is excitement and anxiously awaiting the arrival of summer. But, after this initial excitement has sunk in, I can't help but to get a little sad. No longer a freshman? It seems like I counted down to the beginning of this year for EVER...and now it's already gone? Well, dang. Thanks a lot, father time.
I'm not going to count down my top ten moments of this year...yet. We'll have to save that for a different blog post. However, I will tell warn those of you who don't know yet, how quickly time flies. And perhaps one of the most important lessons I've learned this year is that you have to take time to stop and appreciate everything around you, otherwise, you'll miss it. The next 11 days will surely fly by, but I can't help to get so excited for everything that's left to come in the next 3 years here at PC.
My last day of classes is on Friday. This Friday. 4 days away. Whoah.
Nope, still hasn't sunk in yet.
BUT as a means of celebration and a late anniversary present, I'm heading to Clemson to see Needtobreathe! (If you take a little look, they're in that playlist at the bottom of the page. Yepp, thats where the music comes from...) I'm so excited considering that it's my last hoorah before exams. and then moving out. for the whole summer. without my PC bubble.
Nope. Still hasn't sunk in.

Hope y'all have an amazing week! Just remember to take it all in!
Much Love,
Emma

I, Emma Reynolds

• am no longer a people pleaser.
• am ready for summertime.
• am growing stronger in my faith on a daily basis
• am slowly growing a backbone.
• am starting to stand up for myself.
• am living for God and no one else.

Wanna know what living life to the fullest really is?

It's waking up on a Monday morning with no complaints

It's knowing you always deserve to laugh

It's doing what feels right, no matter what

It's about following God and fishing for men

It's about being yourself; because no one can tell you that you're wrong.

Just Some Skype Fun...

So, going through my pictures, I came across some of the funnies pictures from Skyping. I thought I'd share them with you!

Smell something funny?

Hey, beautiful

Not a good look...

I love me seeeester

Ready for lab!

Hey Thanks

Wanna know the one awesome thing about having a bad day? (oxymoron, I know, but just bare with me)
Even when we have the WORST days, sometimes God uses the people around us to show us how blessed we are when we're having bad days...much like the one I had today. I'm going to spare you the dramatic details, but let's just say that after today, I'm so thankful for my AMAZING Big Diamond Sister, Harriett-Graham, who calms me down when I'm FREAKING out, my INCREDIBLE boyfriend who listens to me cry even when he's an hour and a half away, and my FANTASTIC mama, who, after having such a hectic past two days, still takes the time to listen to me and knows just what to say to calm me down and bring me back to earth.
Love you all SO much

No eye has seen, no ear has heard,

and no mind has imagined what

God has prepared for those who love Him.

1 Corinthinans 2:9

My Best Friend

Ya know, I've been blessed with some pretty amazing people in my life. I have an awesome family who loves me for who I am and supports me through thick and thin, a sister who loves me regardless that we're 2 hours away and fight more than we get along, and a group of friends that make me laugh when I don't even want to smile.

But, right now, I want to tell you about someone who has made one of the biggest impacts on me in perhaps the smallest amount of time possible; my best friend. Exactly one year ago today, I went to prom with what I thought was just one of my really good friends. You know, the guy that I could vent to, the guy that would call me for advice after a really bad day. It wasn't until the weeks approaching prom that I began to realize that my feelings for this supposed "friend" were much deeper than what I ever thought they would be. It started with "...so I've been thinking," and one year later, here we are.

Chad Yaken, I love you more than you'll ever know! Thank you so much for being my everything; my shoulder to cry on, my support system when no one else thinks I can do it, my inspiration, and most importantly...the best friend a girl could ask for.

"You Go, Glen Coco!"

Okay, so just for laughs, here's a video that my girl T.Randall sent me and my sisters. If you're a Mean Girls fan like myself, I think you'll find it quite enjoyable...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KQeTlxhhmEo

Scheduling, Sisters, and Stress...oh my!

Sorry it's been a while since I've blogged! Not much has been going on lately.
I survived round 2 of scheduling for classes by myself! Although stressful, I managed to NOT get any 8 o'clocks and to avoid having ANY classes on Fridays! Woohoo!
Tomorrow I have my interview for Bluefish next year, and I'm so excited and nervous all at the same time. I just know that God has called me to be a part of this wonderful ministry team but I just have to survive the interview and a week of waiting first! For those that don't know what Bluefish are, it's a ministry on campus through the religious office to reach out to the students and faculty through means of worship, fellowship, and bible studies and all that jazz... It's so amazing to be a part of a campus with SO many wonderful opportunities to bless God and allow him to work through me.
Today was Thornwell's Easter Egg hunt and me and my good ole sisters of ADPi went to help out for a little while. I ended up running into my little brother (Who, by the way, Thornwell told me got adopted and was no longer there.) Well, to my surprise, I found him! It was so good to see him again, it's so amazing how little things like that make such an impact on your day. On top of that lovely surprise, the weather today was HEAVENLY. 80 degrees, a slight breeze, and sunny?! whoah. yes, please!
So, tomorrow is the housing lottery. I'm a little concerned about our housing situation but, regardless, I'll have a bed (I hope) so, I know it will all work out! PTL for Callie's decent lottery number! (PS: the whole housing system needs to be vamped up! ASAP)
Tomorrow is also the last day of classes for the week! No classes on Monday either! PTL for JC! Easter Holiday is here and is so greatly needed. Here's to great weather, celebrating God's gift to me, being able to eat fried food and soda again, and a very special anniversary with a pretty amazing guy!
Oh, here's some pics from Thornwell today!


Happy Easter! Don't forget to stop and remember what it's all about!
Much Love,
Emma

Constantly Growing

Everyday, I find myself growing stronger and stronger in my faith. Everyday, I find myself realizing how truly great our God is. Everyday, I find myself thanking him for everyone and everything he has blessed me with...and really meaning it.
Recently, my biggest challenge has been coming up with the courage to share Him with people that DONT know Him. How do you bring up the conversation? "Oh hey, let me tell you about his pretty awesome guy I know." Well...yeah. So, recently, God has been practically screaming at me to talk to share His word with someone...and guess what! I did it! I can't even begin to describe what a magical feeling I had. Those that know me know that I absolutely LOVE to talk, but more times than not, I either babble or go completely off topic. Worried that I might do one of these two things, I remembered when God called to Moses in Genesis and told him that he would give him the words...just to have the courage and the will. Man oh man, does He stand by what He says. It came so easily to me...just like magic. So the whole point of this is to tell you to have no fear in your faith. God walks with us whether we know it or not, and He's always there! There's a verse that really spoke to me the other night when I read it. It's from 2 Thessalonians 2: 13-15 and it reads:
"But we ought always to thank God for you, brothers loved by the Lord, because from the beginning God chose you to be saved through the santifying work of the Spirit and through belief in the truth. He called you to this through our gospel, that you might share in the glory of our Lord Jesus Christ. So then, brothers, STAND FIRM and hold to the teachings we passed on to you, whether by word of mouth or by letter." It says it right there! Clear as day. Go and tell others about Him; it's what I've called you to do. Woah. When people say that the Bible answers all of our questions, they aren't kidding. This was the exact inspiration I needed to help me continue down my path to eternal life, and it has done just that! Inspired me! So, I guess what I'm trying to say in all of this is that if you are afraid, turn to God. If you are sad, turn to God. If you are happy, turn to God. If you are searching, turn to God. If you are lonely, turn to God. Basically, In all times, turn to God.

In other news, this weekend was ADPi's "Throwdown for your Hometown"; our crush party. So to most hometowns in the South, you get your typical "rednecks" or "hicks". But I'm not from just ANY redneck town. I'm from Darlington; home of the Nascar track Too Tough To Tame. Oh that's right, be jealous. I can't properly describe my costume but to just leave you with pictures. And to clarify, no. That's NOT my real hair. Thanks.



Much Love,
Emma

God is Good!!

After going to Campus Outreach for the first time tonight, I have realized that I have one of THE BEST sisters in Christ a girl could ask for. And hey, as a plus, she isnt ONLY my sister in Christ, but my Sister in ADPi.
Here's to you, Ann Wilson. I'm so proud of you and everything you've shown me through your faith during the last few months. I know God has truly put something in your heart that is so special and that you have begun to reflect into the lives of everyone around you. Thanks for being my conversation partner and celebration partner in times of our "God is Awesome"-ness. I love you so much, baby girl!

"Major" Excitement

So as I was doing my weekly browsing of the planner I came to the realization that the next 2 months of my life are completely planned out. Every weekend there is something to do; whether it be with ADPi or Easter Break...wanna know the weird part?! I'm SO excited about it all! Granted, that only means that Exams are approaching quickly, but at the same time, it means that summer is closer, as well!
Last week, I went and met with my new advisor and officially declared my major! You are now in the presence of an English with an emphasis with Creative Writing major; basically a long way of saying English with a focus in writing. I can't tell you HOW excited my advisor made me about making it official. Most everyone I talk about it with thinks I'm crazy because I'd rather read a book and write a paper than study for Biology..whatever. Anyways, it feels so weird that it's all official.
On another exciting note, I made my potential schedule for next semester and I am PUMPED! Listen to this: No classes ANY DAY of the week before 11, only one class on Thursdays and Fridays, and only 2 on Tuesday. Oh yes. And with the exception of Poetry class on Tuesdays, I'm done everyday by 3. I couldn't have asked for a more ideal situation..and I truly hope that it works out in my favor. I guess we'll see how it goes!
This weekend is Crush Party for ADPi and the theme is "Throw Down for your Hometown" and I am so so so excited. Representing the good ole town of Darlington, I will be modeling the best Nascar gear around. Oh yes, get excited for the pictures.
Anyways, I guess I better get back to Biology...PTL that it's my last science class EVER!
Much Love,
Emma

Back to Reality...

Ohh changes. Here we go again.
Well, I guess not changes per say, but adjustments. Adjusting to being back at school after an exhausting break, adjusting to buckling down and bringing my grades up, adjusting to being away from home with so much going on, and adjusting to just every day life in general. That's one thing I hate/love about college; every day brings something new. Whether it be a new idea or a new friend or a new class, there's always something new. I guess in the spirit of Spring the weather has started to change which has been a blessing! It has been 70 degrees in good ole Clinnon for the past two days...let's just pray it keeps. Knowing this South Carolina weather, it could be snowing next week. Come on, consistancy!
I was looking at my calendar last night and came to the realization that there's only like 7 weeks of school left, and that my schedule is so full that I only am able to go home 2 of those weekends. Oh geez. I can't believe my freshman year of college is almost over. I guess I'll save that for another blog in the future.
Hope everyone is enjoying this lovely weather, I know I sure am!
Much Love,
Emma

2 Timothy 4:5 "But you should keep a clear mind in every situation. Don't be afraid of suffering for the Lord. Work at bringing others to Christ. Complete the ministry that God has given you."

A Little Prayer

Lord,
Thank you so much for blessing me with the ability to wake up today. Thank you for the opportunities you've blessed me with so that I may tell others about you and reflect your image thru me. Lord, please watch over Grandma. Please grant her the strength to persevere and fight this disease. Help her to call on you in times of weakness and praise you in times of strength. Please give her a sign or anything, really to let her know about the awesome plan you have for her. And God, while you're all about giving out signs, do you mind giving me one to let me know that it's going to be okay?
Thank you so much for my awesome friends and family that have shown immense support in the last 24 hours and will continue to show this support throughout this whole process. Thank you for my strong mom who, at times, I don't know how she does it. Help her to help my grandma while at the same time drawing strength from you. Help my uncles draw from that same strength in their walk with this struggle as well.
Lord, you've shown me so many awesome things today while reading your word and praying to you. Help me to share this with others and to share that with Mema.
In your name, always,
Amen

Cancer.

The six letter word that does nothing but simply take my breath away. The six letter word that scares me to death. The six letter word that makes families cry in fear and mourn in sadness. That six letter word that holds the key to someone's fate at the drop of a hat.

That six letter word that will be fought and conquered by my grandmother.

After a marvelous first half of my spring break in Charleston, I came home today with the expectations of a few family dinners, catching up with old friends, and getting plenty of sleep. Isn't it funny how quickly things change? I'm not just talking about MY plans. I'm talking about plans in general. Life plans, career plans, social plans...just plans.
To save you a bunch of details, my grandmother "me-ma", has been diagnosed with, what is believed to be stage four throat cancer. I've been tossing and turning in my bed for approximately 4 hours now without much success. I've read the Word, said prayer after prayer, and simply cried. I've worried, thought, pondered, and even questioned. Never have I had to ask God "Why?". I've been SO fortunate to never have to ask that question for my own personal reasons. But tonight that changed. I caught myself questioning his intentions. Why do this to her? Why now? Just simply, Why? This is one of those things I've always had to be a by stander with. You know "I know someone who knows someone who had cancer." or, "I know someone who's neighbor's cousin..." Never has it directly affected me. Never.
So, if you are a follower of my blog, you know by now that I absolutely HATE change. Well, something new about me, there's something that I hate much more than change. And that is the feeling of being helpless. With this new chapter in my life, and with this new challenge, God is providing me with an opportunity to conquer both of these fears. You can bet that I will be home every weekend to be there with Me-ma and to provide the little support that I'm able to when a phonecall simply isn't enough. One of the biggest fears about this whole thing is being 2 hours away with absolutely NOTHING I can do but pray. That's when you gotta have faith; it's absolutely necessary. I just have to continue to tell myself that.
Then, in my struggle and Quest to God for strength, I read Isaiah 4:10. It reads,

"So do not fear, for I am with you. Do not be dismayed for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand."

Even in times like this, I am so amazed at God's ability to knock me off my feet with His grace. Do not be afraid. Simple, right? Well, maybe not simple, but with Him, it's easier. I just pray that he blesses me with the ability to pass this reassurance to those in my family who need to hear it as well. My mom who is being so strong for her mom and her brothers. My sister who is coping and trying to help the best she can. My grandfather who is struggling to accept the fact that his wife is sick. My stepfather who is being super supportive of his wife without any question what so ever. And my dad who is being so supportive for my sister and I. And everyone else who is praying.

So Cancer. Bring it on. With God by my side, I dare you to try.

Gives me hope

Okay so I had a friend email me the address to this website the other day and I'm completely obsessed. I knew I would be addicted because in the description it reads, "Like FML, but for optimists!" Okay. So the website is www.givesmehope.com and it's truly magical. Basically, it's about random acts of kindness that people see and write about how that "give them hope".
Sitting here and reading them, I couldn't help but to stop and think about what gives me hope. What inspires me? And I've come to the conclusion. Other than God, who completely inspires me to do my best at everything I do, my friends and family are my ultimate hope. My friends at school who, knowing I have a bad day go on a dinner date with me. My friends who plan Spring Breaks with me even in February. My sisters who send me random texts that help me through my day. My mom and dad who call me just to say hi, or send me letters on Valentine's Day that sing princess tunes. My sister who skypes with me and texts me about stuff that only I would find funny. My boyfriend who is always there for me no matter the case and who loves me jut for being me. And finally, everyone else that I encounter on a daily basis. Those that are happy, sad, laughing and simply walking by give me hope. Because it's God's way of showing me the beauty in other people, and it truly makes me HOPE that when people see me, they see the same beauty reflecting in my actions.
I always wonder what people see when they look at me. Isn't it a crazy thought that what you see in yourself is possibly completely different from what other people see in you? I can only hope and pray that what people see is a strong willed, independant, and fun girl who reflects God's image to the best of her ability. Although I'm not perfect and I never will be, I can atleast try to have a beautiful spirit.
Stay Hopeful,
Emma

err..Spring Break?

Today's weather: 40 degrees and cloudy. It snowed last weekend. And tomorrow marks the beggining of my SPRING break? whoa, there's something new from high school.
Although I truly shouldn't complain because I am SO pumped. This week marked midterms and it was hectic. I just conquered a linguistics and a french test in the same day after an all nighter last night. The good news is that I'm pretty sure I atleast made B's on both of them which is an improvement from the last linguistics test! yayy!
I guess I have a lot of updating to do. Let's rewind to last weekend. I went to Clemson to celebrate mine and Chad's Valentines Day and it was a much needeed weekend with him! Now for the moment you've been waiting for..i'm sure. What was my brilliant Valentine's Gift? I don't know the proper name for it, but for lack of a better word, let's call it a "memory box." In it, I put 365...yes that's right, Three hundred and sixty five little notes: bible verses, quotes, song lyrics, and memories. Now, Chad can read something from me every day of the year. Precious, right?!

Chad and Justin cooked for me and Brittney this weekend, and I must say that it was pretty delicious. Good job, boys! The only down side is that now we have to return the favor. Oh goodness.
Okay blogfans, I'm off to take a MUCH needed nap. Hope everyone has a safe and semi-warm Spring Break!
Much love,
Emma

Beautiful People

Sitting in the common room tonight (my common hang out these days), studying/not studying with some good friends, I came to the conclusion that I have been blessed to know some of the most beautiful people in the whole entire world. Not only physically, but my friends have the prettiest souls and spirits that simply make me smile and laugh without them even trying. I truly feel like that's what God has been trying to tell me all of these years throughout my constant struggle with physical appearance; it's TRULY what's on the inside that counts.
1 Peter 3:3-5 tells us "Don't be concerned about the outward beauty that depends on fancy hairstyles, expensive jewelry, or beautiful clothes. You should be known for the beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit, which is SO precious to God."
Gentle and Quiet Spirit. hm. That's a thought. I really wish society would get this stick thin, tall and tan image away from us and teach the Word. The beautiful parts of you lie WITHIN you. Not OUTSIDE of you. It's about time God taught me that lesson, and as I grow closer to him as well as my beautiful friends, I'm learning a little more about it on a daily basis.
Next time you look in the mirror, think about your inward beauty and it might change what you see a little.
Much Love,
Emma

A Pi-tastic weekend and life's little mishaps

What a weekend. While all of you were playing in the 6-9 inches of snow received Friday afternoon what was I doing? I was in a car riding through all of this for 5 hours. Oh, DLC. I must really love ADPi. But it was an absolutely AMAZING weekend! I had such an awesome time with my sisters (although not all of us made it) and absolutely can't wait to get more involved in my sorority and the sisterhood that gets stronger everyday. I couldn't have asked for better Valentines..(except for you, Chad.) Once we returned to PC yesterday afternoon, I gunned it to my hot date with James Tomasson. You know...the library. What an awesome Valentine's night.
So, from the good to the bad we go. Leaving lab today, I was heading to the library; sprits high, in a good mood because linguistics was cancelled and because lab let out an hour early...when all of a sudden, I find myself slipping on unseen ice, on my butt, with my phone flying in the air. And of course, it landed on the screen, and of course the screen is cracked. Awesome afternoon, huh?
Well, on the bright side, atleast it has character now. And a funny story.
This weekend cannot come fast enough. It has been nearly 3 weeks since I've seen Chad and I'm going a little crazy. Three weeks may not seem like a long time to some of you, but to me, it's a lifetime. I just have to make it through Student Council Speeches, Elections, and a Bio test. I can do this, right?!
Speaking of Student Council elections, I am running for Sophomore Class President and I am pumped! Let's hope the rest of my class feels the same way. Wish me luck!
Much (Pi) Love,
Emma

Roses are Red, Sugar is Sweet...

...I'll be back Sunday, I'm goin' to Tennessee!
Okay, so maybe a forced rhyme, but you get the point.

While I could be celebrating Valentine's day this year with my boyfriend, I get to do something just as cool. I get to celebrate with quite possibly some of the best Valentines a girl could ask for. Her sisters. :) This weekend is DLC for ADPi in Knoxville, TN, and I'll be spending my weekend with some pi-tastic people, if I do say so myself. (Don't worry Chad, I'll miss you.)
While on the topic of Valentine's Day, I might as well go ahead and say it. My present for my boyfriend is pretty sweet. And I'm making it all by myself. Although I would squeeze out all the details on here, he reads my blog, thus defeating the purpose of sharing this wonderful gift idea with you all. However, once next weekend is over, you can bet that I'll be posting pictures! I will tell you this; it makes Callie gag and it makes Sarah say "presh." So...you get the picture.

Not much has been going on in the exciting town of Clinton, South Carolina this week. Just the usual cold and windy weather followed with a high chance of rain. (Although, It didn't rain on pin attire day this week. For once.)
I did successfully give my speech though! And i must say, I think I picked a pretty sweet topic; How to Read Body Language. Cool, right? Well, atleast I though so.
That's all for this week, but I'll be sure to post pictures up after DLC (District Leadership Conference for specification) this weekend!
Happy Valentine's Day everyone! And remember to share the love.
Much love,
Emma

But what if I'm BORING?!

"How to...write a blog." no, no, that's not it.
"How to...make an A in linguistics." no, definitely not.
"How to..." ugh.

Sitting and staring at my blank sheet of paper, I have come to a conclusion. I am perhaps the most boring person on the face of the Earth. Okay, so for public speaking our latest assignment is to give an informative speech. For those of you who don't know what exactlty that entails, it's either a "How To" speech or a speech that tells a story about something. Well, this girl right here has been brainstorming for about the last 2 days and I've come up with didly squat!
So for anyone that reads this, please help me. Otherwise I might just be standing in front of my class giving on a speech on how to be boring. Good gracious.

Much Love,
Emma

Life's Little Miracles

.Bad Days.
We all have them. Well, today was definitely the worst one I've had in a while.
Let's just say that after a less-than impressive linguistics test, I had what one would call a "mental breakdown" in front of my linguistics professor. Not only was I humiliated, but I was just flat out mad at myself. I simply wanted to talk to him about my test when, all of a sudden, I couldn't stop crying! so so so humiliated. Poor Dr. Brent didn't know what to do, he just kind of sat there and looked at me then kindly told me to come by his office Friday to talk about it. Wow, way to go, Emma. sheesh.
THEN to add insult to injury, I got hit by a sudden wave of homesickness. It seems like just all of a sudden I wanted to pack up my car and just go home. (Which, I am this weekend. Hmm...maybe I'm just antsy.) I just called my poor mother and cried. But wait, there's a light at the end of this tunnel!
The one thing that absolutely amazes me is how once I stop, take a breath, and look around me, I realize that my life is completely full of little tiny miracles. I like to call these miracles my friends. Completely discouraged, I walk into Belk lobby only to find some of the sweetest girls in the world sitting and talking and immediately find myself feeling better. A little vent session and a few tears later, I was completely back to myself. Yeah, still a little homesick and partially upset, but I'm back. And it's all thanks to my little miracles that God blesses me with on a daily basis. I definitely had an epiphany of how wonderful everything around me is. I've found God in so many places and people lately that it's so miraculous; a phonecall from my boyfriend, the ladies of Belk and Clinton, my sorority sisters, the smiling face of the lunch ladies in GDH, and a pack of peanut butter m&ms shared with friends. It all sounds silly, but I can't help but to stop and just thank God for all of these little blessings that are constantly surrounding me.

Psalm 3: 3-4
"But You, O Lord, are a shield around me, my glory, and the one who lifts my head high. I cried out to the Lord and he answered me from his holy mountain."

Remember that things aren't always as bad as they seem. Whenever the times get tough, take a look around and simply take in all of life's little miracles. It might help more than you think.
Much Love,
Emma

On a scale from 1 to 13...

Rate your qualities that you look for in a spouse.
Your Characteristics to pick from?:

Intelligence
Good Housekeeping
Good earning capacity
Religious Orientation
Exciting Personality
College Graduate
Kindness and Understanding
Desire for Children
Physical Attractiveness
Creativity
Good Heredity
Good Health
Adaptability

Simple task, right? Not for second guessers like myself.
So we had to do this for psychology yesterday, and it really opened my eyes to a few things. I know you're wondering what my list was, right? Well, although I won't list my rankings, I will tell you one thing. I'm ashamed. I did the whole ranking thing without seriously analyzing everything and what I valued and my result was shameful. As I looked at my completed checklist today in class, i realized that I had not only ranked Religious Orientation 7th, but I ranked it below physical attractivenes and exciting personality. Seriously? Religious Orientation...CHRISTIAN...believer. I ranked it SEVENTH?! What am I thinking? After some serious reflection I have come to the conclusion that, unfortunately, we are a shallow bunch of people. Wanna know why? My professor revealed the average results for both Men and Women and guess what ranked LAST. yepp. Religious Orientation. For some reason, I was completely astonished. For men, physical attractiveness was ranked 3rd and for women, it was ranked 6th. How are we so concerned with what our spouse looks like, if they can cook, if they graduated college...all above God? Who do we think we are? So mistake me if i'm generalizing but quite frankly I'm embarrassed. Yeah, I know not everyone in America is a believer, but 13th? that's just silly.
So enough of my ranting, i guess. On to the good news! I survived last week! Now just to wait out the grades..sheesh. Just a few updates on the here and now in good ole "Clinnon":
We got snow this weekend! (no, it didn't stick. it turned into ice. lame)
Semi-formal was absolutely amazing!
McDonalds is slowly making it's come back...I'm praying itll be up by finals.
Yours truly is now a sterling. Yepp. Those cool kids giving tours around campus? That's me.
ADPi had an eat-a-thon for Ronald McDonald House last Thursday and it was so fun and we had an awesome turn out. Thanks all!
I worked out for the first time today since last Monday. I really need to do better. sheesh.

Okay, I'm running late for Bible Study. Hope everyone has an awesome week and a safe weekend!
PS: look for some attached pics of semi formal!
Much Love,
Emma

In the beginning...

God created the Heavens and the Earth. that simple, right? Well, up until this weekend it almost seemed so.
Winter Conference was so incredible! Although the weather was less than ideal, being in the mountains and knowing that I was in the midst of something so much bigger than myself is completely indescribable. The whole theme of the weekend was "In the Beginning", based off the creation story. Up until listening and reflecting upon what the speaker said, I had never truly thought about the creation story. I thought it just kinda happened. Without thought...kind of just like, in a week he created it all. I didn't ever stop to think about how much care he took into it all. Thinking about and absolutely knowing what we need and how much of it we needed and where it should go and how it should look...the list just keeps going. I felt a little naive as I went back and re-read the creation story, now from a different perspective. Genesis 1 is so elaborate and detailed, it's a bit shameful to look back and realize that i've nearly "overlooked" it all these years.
Even though it rained pretty much the entire weekend, the mountains were absolutely gorgeous, and you couldn't help but to stop and feel surrounded by God. It was so amazing. I've made the point to keep a "prayer journal" for the past few weeks, and man did it get some serious usage this weekend...which, I guess is a good thing. It's so cool how awesome you feel after having your own time with God. It's like my moment to stop and take a breath, and realize how blessed I am...even in times like this week. 2 tests and a paper. Boy, oh boy. Not any minor tests, no. Biology and Linguistics. Fun, right?
BUT this weekend is semi-formal! I'm so pumped. Just have to survive the next 5 days. I can do this!
Well, back to the books, I suppose. Hope you all have a wonderful week!
Much Love,
Emma

A thought to ponder

So as I was reading the random assortment of blogs I follow today, I came across this nifty quote, and I honestly feel like God placed it in my sight as a sign regarding the future and how I need to live. Here's the quote:
"If you would not like to be forgotten as soon as you are dead, either write things worth reading or do things worth writing....."
Wow. Like, I don't know if y'all realize how this quote literally took my breath away. I have finally realized that I want to WRITE! It's my passion and I think God's telling me to go for it! I feel so empowered right now! Why? Well on top of the whole, figuring my life out (for the moment, at least) thing, I have had quite the productive day! I've gotten a lot of homework done and even applied for jobs this summer! I emailed She, The News and Press, and The Florence Morning News about jobs. No emails back yet, but I'm keeping my fingers crossed! Ever since I've begun this whole "getting my life straight" thing, my days have been absolutely amazing. I've chosen to surround myself with Godly people, and let me tell you: there are quite a few around me these days! Thank You, Lord!
This weekend is Winter Conference in Montreat, and it couldn't have come at a better time! I feel like this is such perfect timing and cannot wait to praise God and grow closer to him in an environment where I'm surrounded by people just like me! wow. lots of excitement going on right now, huh?
Well, back to the books, I guess. Linguistics and Biology tests next week. Yikes.
Hope You all are having a great week!
Much Love,
Emma

The Cooler Connection

Hello Blogfans!
Hope everyone had a marvelous MLK weekend. I know I sure did! So last week I spent the majority of my nights painting..(yes mom, after homework). What was I painting you ask? A cooler! But, to go ahead and clear up the obvious question...NO i did not go to a mountain weekend. It was for Chad's Christmas/Birthday present because well...his Christmas present was just a disaster thanks to faulty processing and not enough merchandise. I'll save that one for another entry. I must say that I am quite impressed with myself. I've always grown up with ZERO art skill. I never colored in the lines, painted by number, or anything of the sort. I'm the girl that is jealous of you people out there with amazing handwriting because well, you see, I write like a guy. Lovely. Okay, so as I ventured out to design said cooler, I was astonished with this group on Facebook called "The Cooler Connection". It's this group that college kids in SC post pictures of the different coolers they've done I guess to spark some inspiration in those of us not so gifted..ehm. So after approximately 20...yes you heard right...I spent nearly 20 hours on this dumb cooler, I came out with a pretty decent looking cooler. At least that's what my hall-mates said. And the best part was the Chad loved it! You know...even though he wasn't surprised. Apparantly I'm not as sneaky as I thought. Anyways, to my disappointment, how long does it take my wonderful boyfriend to chip the entire handle off of one side? ohh...about 24 hours. After I wanted to cry a little, I patched it up and will just have to see the damage next time I go to Clemson.
So thinking about the cooler really got my inspirational juices flowing, and, being the English major that I am you know I had to find some sort of symbolism in this whole process. I really can relate it to my life sometimes. It seems like I spend so much time working on these little projects: homework, speeces for class, journal entries...even to the bigger stuff like final projects, studying and well...coolers. In the end, nothing is going to be perfect. The paint is going to chip, the sides are going to get scraped up, and well...sometimes the top just might fall off. But in the end, I'm still gonna be here. I may have some wear and tear on me, but I still have a purpose; just like Chad's chipped cooler.
Hope you all have a fantastic short week!
Much Love,
Emma
OH! I've attached the pics of the cooler below. Check it out and tell me what you think!