Week 1 of School: The Revival

*Deep Breath*

Stuck in a room with gross, smelly people, with their nasty food. Or sitting in a stuffy city, with weird smells surrounding you. All you want is a breath of fresh air. You know the moment. You step outside, or you get out to the country with no one around. And you take that deep breath you've been longing for. There is something AMAZING about it. It feels like your body is being revived.

This week was my first week back at school. I felt SO unprepared to go back. I didn't get any of my books, I was unorganized, and the thought of being back on campus made me want to puke. I just got this feeling of "I can't do this."

The first day of school was (slightly) miserable. I don't really know why, but I got this huge burden of "I don't want to be here." and "I won't be able to do all this." When I got home that night I was so exhausted - emotionally and physically. I was reading my Bible and talking to God and it felt like I went from a smelly factory to the top of a 14,000ft mountain top. He gave me the breath of fresh air I needed. He filled my heart with so much revival. It was amazing! Only God can take a crappy day and make it do a 180. He said to me:

"Even youths grow tired and weary,
and young men stumble and fall;
but those who hope in the LORD
will renew their strength.
They will soar on wings like eagles;
they will run and not grow weary,
they will walk and not be faint."
~Isaiah 40:30-31

God showed me that it was Satan that was feeding me the lies that "I can't do it." But indeed, I CAN! I can do anything with God on my side. He is my revival, my breath of fresh air.

On a funnier note:
--I saw an overweight red-head run across campus. He looked like a Freshman, running to class because he thought he was going to be late. It was awesome.

--A guy was walking next to me and decided to sing the song he was listening to on his iPOD. So all the sudden he was saying some rap next to me, "I'm not gonna. I'll be young foreva...." And on it went.

--On the lightrail, two guys (my age) were right next to an open seat, but they offered it to me. Ah, chivalry still lives! Gloria a Dios, todavilla hay caballeros en el mundo!! :D