So today was a pretty quiet day for the most part. I took my meds last night because I was beyond desperate for sleep. I woke around 1030 am (Fall Break, so no class today, don't worry I didn't miss anything) and stayed in bed for a bit, talking to Queens, praying and enjoying the Fall breeze coming in the windows.
I finally figured I should get up and do something with my day, so I went jogging and did some tae-bo abs/butt exercises. Then I showered, got dressed and sat down to do some homework. At 345pm I met two friends at the $1 cinema for a showing of Hancock (my 2nd time viewing the flick, it is pretty good. Seeing Will Smith is never a waste of my money!). It was fun. Then, I had a text message on my phone, so I dealt with that issue.
As I was driving home, I knew it would be "rush hour" so I took an alternate route. I had my doors locked, but the driver's side window all the way down, to enjoy the Fall air, and the crispness of the day. I love this time of the year! As I was stopped at a stop light these two guys (black, medium height, hoodies and jeans, college aged) came up and said "Hey there sweetie, how are ya?"
"Umm...fine, do u want something?" I answer, thinking "what the heck!?!"
"Don't worry, we wouldn't hurt a beautiful thing like you, unless you want us to" they reply
At that point the light thankfully turned green, so I turned left (to go home) and was driving. I got no more than 3 blocks, when I heard what sounded to me like a gun shot in my current mood. It turned out it was a car back firing!
The rest of my drive home I kept thinking. With everything that has happened here (being attacked while jogging earlier this semester, and now the 2 guys and the car back firing) I might do well to move to somewhere less exciting, like NYC, LA or Anacostia (in DC)!!!
I have learned that life is really never boring for me. I go from one crazy event to another. I should join the military, so that I can at least get paid and armed for all this excitement!!! I mean really now! Central VA should not be this crazy! I should go back to WY where all I had to worry about was being propositioned by drunk, old cowboys in the bars (they were mostly harmless).
I'm fine, just amused by all the events. Right now I'm contemplating a trip down to NC for a weekend here soon. I need to get out of dodge for a few days, and can't wait till November when I fly out to see family and my home football field (Lambeau)!
All that has gone on this semester, and with it being about the anniversary of one of my best friend's rape & murder I'm reminded of just precious each day is, and how we should do our best to not waste it. Take time to sip some coffee, to tell your friends and family that you love them, to reflect Christ. Our days get so full with the hustle and bustle of modern life, that we miss the moments. We are so busy trying to save time doing this and that, that we waste our days.
My goal this weekend is to enjoy the moments. To enjoy the mornings, where I can sit on my front stoop, drinking coffee and watching Queens sniff the ground and feel the crispness, watch the leaves change and fall. To enjoy the mid day, where I can go to the library and study, learn more about Christianity and counseling. To enjoy the evenings with friends and my cat, time to just sit in my den with a candle lit and pray. To enjoy the nights with Queens on my lap, praise music on, and time to ponder God, pray and try to sleep. God is so amazing, that I can spend hours just pondering Him and how amazing He is, and how thankful I am that He is exactly who He is!
The little moments are what make my life worth it. It is for the little moments in life that I'm still here, that I didn't take the pills in 2002 when I was so far below rock bottom that they felt like the best option. It is for the joy of getting to bask in the love of Christ, while being here that I couldn't go through with it. I live for the little moments. I treasure them. I hope that this weekend you can find joy in the little moments and draw them out. Bask in the love of your Savior.
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