So this week was the official first week of classes. Whoa! It’s almost September. The semester is officially in session.
In the last week the BCM has gotten busy.
The BCM, aka, Baptist Campus Ministries, has begun “Freshmen Fire” which is a transitional bible study for willing, incoming freshmen. The whole series is about moving from youth group adolescence to college-age responsibilities. I like the fact that there’s so many positive influences on campus – there’s many Christian events all year ’round so if I’m ever feeling down or needing to recenter my life, I have plenty of tools to do so.
The stairs have ALSO gotten busy this week… with all the trucking up and down to get to classes, my toe nails have suffered an ugly massacre to the pedi. Along with some stubbed toes, I’ve been pretty homesick this week. I haven’t went home to visit my family yet, and I wish I already had so I didn’t feel left out of life at home. But it’ll be okay, homesickness is part of the College experience. Some people feel ashamed (like me) that they are homesick even the tiniest bit, but like Zac said in one of his blog posts, just let the tears come, because homesickness just means you love your family. I’m a little scared of this unknown future, but so what? Eighteen year olds can be frightened too. Just because you get older doesn’t mean you grow out of falling up the stairs or being afraid. I’m pretty sure adults stub their toes from time to time also.
Since classes have officially jump-started, the homework pile has gotten a little higher. While I’m sort of nervous about all the demands and responsibilities that this first semester entail, I can’t help but remember the beauty shaping around me… The drop of sunset as I walk to my dorm room. The laugh of friends nearby solving Music theory mysteries. The lovely Cafeteria lady who lets me eat by swiping my card. The hot sun against my face after I leave a cold classroom.
Some things are just universally legit. There’s a few timeless things that even a bumpy beginning of the school can’t ruin, like hanging out with friends or passing a quiz or catching the sunrise. So I’m just going to keep counting my blessings.