Day of prayer

Today is a day without any school, with plenty of time spent with halls, and plenty of time spent doing whatever you choose. Things people usually choose to do on Day of Prayer may include sleeping, reading, homeworking, fasting, and/or prayer. My hall, Highlands, usually does a pancake brunch with our brother hall, 1st Belz. I'm a fan. Last night we watched Roger and Hamerstein's Cinderella with Brandy (good movie, haha) and ate muddy buddies. This morning we also had a sunrise service and went up in the Carter tower to sign our names (you probably know this, but the guy who shot John Lennon signed his name up there too...creepy). Now it's about 2 p.m. and the kitchen is cleaned up and we're free for the rest of the day.

So what will I do? Well...I plan on planning a bit to begin with. Some things on the agenda will be: time spent with the Lord in prayer and reading, a second nap, reading/studying, and relaxing. It has already been really good to reflect on God's mercies even just for this semester. He has conquered a huge battle I had last semester with sin's effects permeating my family and my heart here at school. He has allowed me to be gracious to people I find hard to love. He has given me life and allowed me to live it to the fullest.

I was telling my RD that even as I had such a hard time last semester and would claim last year to be my least favorite yet, it drove me to realize that God was the only thing sufficient for me. I have seen what it looks like to call upon God's mercy and praise Him just for the strength to wake up and face the day. I have also seen, especially recently, what it is like to see God working in your life, redeeming brokenness in the world. I have seen how I should praise Him because He has made me and keeps me, in times when I see it and when I don't.

2 Corinthians 12:7-10 (English Standard Version)
So to keep me from becoming conceited because of the surpassing greatness of the revelations, a thorn was given me in the flesh, a messenger of Satan to harass me, to keep me from becoming conceited. Three times I pleaded with the Lord about this, that it should leave me. But he said to me, "My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness." Therefore I will boast all the more gladly of my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may rest upon me. For the sake of Christ, then, I am content with weaknesses, insults, hardships, persecutions, and calamities. For when I am weak, then I am strong.