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Three Days Later: Honesty Hour


Three days into the start of school, my last semester of college, I've learned a lot. And not about what I'm actually studying. I've learned about stress. One of my friends and I have decided that the "phrase of the semester" is going to be "We're all in this together." Something that's stuck out to me the past few days is "And if not, He is still good." The He here is God and if my day goes like it has the past few days, He is still good. If my day goes great and I run into Adam Levine randomly then win the lottery, He is still good.

It seems the only place I can find any sort of sanity is when I'm sitting at Starbucks, and even then my brain won't stop going a million miles an hour. I haven't slept through the night in almost two weeks, and it seems like it's only getting worse. And it's not because I've had too much coffee, I drink water after 6 pm.

In the past two weeks I've been told 1. "Girls aren't supposed to know about sports." 2. "Girls aren't supposed to lift." 3. "Why are you wearing heels to work?"

Here are my answers to those ridiculous statements/ questions.

1. Shut up.

2. I like pizza and cupcakes too much not to lift. I'm sorry I lifted more than you.

3. Because I can. The higher the heels, the closer to the Lord.

I know the next 15 weeks are going to be crazy, stressful, exhausting, and yet I also know they are going to be so rewarding. At the end of these next 15 weeks I get to wear those hideous robes, and walk across a stage that few people in the world will ever get the chance to. I believe the next 15 weeks is all about perspective.

And if the next 15 weeks go like the last three days, He is still good.


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