SSSP #9

This look just demands respect. Right?

So maybe Tuesdays are shower nights. 

And maybe I don't want to do my hair or makeup again 

after I've showered for the night.

And maybe I just want to wear sweats.

And maybe it makes me look insane when I go 

to check on club practices.

And maybe my roommate thinks it's weird that I periodically ask her to take pictures of me purposely cutting off my head. 

And maybe clubs judge me when I walk in.

And maybe I uttered the words today 

"I'm ready for Spring Sing to be over."

But it's ok. Tuesday will be over soon. I will sleep soon. And tomorrow I will wake up loving Spring Sing again. 

Maybe. 

SSSP #8

Lucky you.

3 pictures tonight.

The first: This Unity Eagle has a broken wing.

And I have a date with some Super Glue.

 The next: The lovely executive director and myself.

She's crazier than I am. Just read her blog. 

 And the last: The real Spring Sing Sneak Peek

Every Monday at 8:30 I run a meeting for all the Club Directors. We schedule practice times, pick blurb hosts, talk about practices... basically anything the Directors need to know comes from me. The meetings last anywhere from 15 minutes to 2 hours. Exhausting, but kind of fun. Sometimes.

Spring Sing Sneak Peek #7

You get two pictures tonight to make up for my "boring" post yesterday.

The top: Pi Zeta Phi.

Really what I want you to notice about this picture is the thing the girl on the far right is holding in her right hand. 

That's right.

A nerf gun.

To shoot people if they talk.

Pi gets things done.

The bottom: self-explanatory.

Sometimes my job consists of taking out trash. 

SSSP #6

That's right. I did almost nothing Spring Sing related today. Literally the only thing I've done for it was take 3 phone calls (actually, I was woken up by those 3 calls) and send one email. I'll take the off-day. It might be my only one until March 7th.

SSSP #5

As you can see, it was a slow Spring Sing day.

But every day I answer anywhere from 1-200 (or it seems like that) emails about everything from practice rooms to themes to ticket sales.

Exciting life. I know.

In other news...

If you have never before watched your shadow dance in perfect sunlight on a cold winter day, you really need to get out more.

Or become friends with this girl.

SSSP #4

I give you... Psi Epsilon.

I think theirs was the most fun practice I've been to so far. 

Spring Sing? Fun? 

I know. Mind-blowing.

In thee, o Lord...

Should I be doing my song sheets for Voice?

Yes.

Am I?

No.

Should I be doing my Spanish or Chemistry or Psych or Western Thought homework?

Yes.

Am I?

No.

Should I be doing something Spring Sing related?

Probably.

Am I?

No.

You get the picture.

But I'm not doing any of those things because I just can't stop thinking about the way the Lord worked in my life yesterday and I just need to share it. The story I'm about to share isn't a big deal. In fact, it's a very small deal in the scheme of things. But if you can't trust Him in the small things - what can you trust  Him in?

So a situation arose yesterday that had me a little anxious. One of those times when you just look up and say, "Really, God? That's how You chose to handle this?"
(And don't I say that all the time? Like I created the universe and know how to work it perfectly? Sheesh.)
Anyway, I wasn't planning on going to Wednesday night Bible class because I was so tired, but the Spirit kept pushing me to go. Upon arrival, the situation that had arisen earlier in the day escalated slightly. Enough to make my stomach hurt. Enough to make me anxious. The panic attack was on its way. Because of this situation, I hadn't been listening to what song I was singing along with everyone else. But I decided to put it out of my mind and just be in the moment.

The first words I sang?

I will trust You. I will trust You alone. 

Trust. My word. My hard, little word. Will I really trust You alone?

Back to the situation (because my hard, little heart sometimes need a breakdown before it listens) - then back to the music.

Next words?

In thee, o Lord, I put my trust.

It happened with like 4 different songs before I finally got His message. (I mean, really? How many times can you sing about trust on a Wednesday night?)

I. Can. Trust. Him.

I can trust Him to fix the mundane situations I put myself in. I can trust Him to fix my broken relationships. I can trust Him to plan my future even when it seems overwhelming to me.

I can trust Him. 

And so today, just like this year, I choose trust.
And tomorrow, I'll choose trust again.
And again and again and again.
Because somehow I keep forgetting.

But how blessed am I to serve a God that never forgets to remind me?