The end to a semester. The beginning to a blog.

If it weren't for this weekend where would I find myself?

I have come to realize that everyday I grow more and more anxious about the future. I am a worrier. Most of my anxious thoughts revolve around money or time, but mostly a combination of the two. Instead of being excited about the possibilities, I find myself worrying about how these possibilities will ever be, well, possible.

This weekend I was blessed with the opportunity to volunteer at Rockbridge. At first, I was hesitant to say yes to such an opportunity, but then I realized that it was exactly what I needed. The moment I got in the car with my friends Adam and Gilly, I could tell that this weekend would be the perfect start to my winter break from school. It was.

We talked pretty much the entire way to and from Rockbridge, only pausing for a few songs that you simply can't ignore (ya know, Michael, Mat, Ingrid, Regina, Alecia, the biggies..). I found myself sharing things that under normal circumstances I would keep to myself. The fact that my future is more than scary still lingers, but I have come to realize that I am not alone in this world. The friends that I have found at Mary Washington have become my family. They have helped me grow, not only with confidence in myself, but with confidence in God.

Thanks to Adam, Gilly, Quentin, Dan, and Psalm 139, the extent of this blog will be one in which I write out my thoughts, worry free (well maybe I can't promise that, but for now, worry free).

Psalm 139: 1-10
"If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea, even there your hand will guide me, your right hand will hold me fast."

So long Mary Wash (for now), hello Virginia Beach, you've been missed. :)