U.S. Classes: "The Darkling Thrush"

Campus is so quiet and beautiful during the summer. It's strange to eat in a cafeteria that is mostly empty, sit in class buildings full of empty halls and unused rooms, and stand in an English department empty of professors. It was bizarre to visit the library today and not see students camped out at the inumerable study carrels, brows furrowed over heavy textbooks. Perhaps the oddest thing is the total lack of commitments this week: all I have to do is show up to meals and class. No work, no small group, no floor events, no evangelism team, no harp studio or symphonic band rehearsals. I'm having a difficult time believing that I actually have to do homework. Granted, the reading is so delightful, it's difficult to think of it as work.

Love is Action

About a week ago, I was sitting on my dorm room floor, praying for God to show me how to love someone that I don't like at all. For quite some time, I have struggled over the question: how do we, as followers of Christ, deal with feelings of envy, animosity, or disdain, let alone, love people as Christ did? I think God is beginning to show me that answer.