One apartment. Six girls. Another moon journey. Senior year.
I am officially moved into college. It feels good. I came with Josh yesterday, brought up the truck with all of his stuff in it. Mom brought up my car with all of my stuff in it today. Everything is unpacked and somewhat organized. We shall see how long everything stays where I initially put it.
It feels very strange to be back on campus but not in the dorms. I've never been an apartment dweller before (although living with four girls this summer in a house was a good trial run). Five of the six of us are here right now, the last to arrive tomorrow afternoon. So far it's been really good. Not terribly exciting, which is fine. That will happen soon enough.
I actually had a little time to read yesterday, which was rather exciting. My recent addiction to watching Psych while at home curbed my reading habits for the summer. Kinda a bummer, but it's a good TV show. I think my family was tired of watching it with me after four seasons in two and a half weeks.
In the book "Follow Me to Freedom" by Shane Claiborne and John M. Perkins, I was struck by their talk of interruptions: "Interruptions are a theme in Scripture. We have a God who is continually interrupting us, interrupting our routines, our patterns of inequity, the status quo. . .The gospels are stories of interruption after interruption. . .The incredible thing is that Jesus was always available and attentive to the interruptions and surprises, like someone who stops to fix a flat tire for a stranded motorist."
How often do we get frustrated with the interruptions? I am often guilty of being irritated when someone or something interrupts my thought or action. I've never thought about the blessing an interruption can be. Sure, sometimes I go looking for distractions to get me away from what I'm doing, but it is not often when I embrace an interruption with grace and joy.
I think this may be my theme for this semester. See interruptions as blessings, work with them instead of against, be gracious towards and love those who take my attention away from myself. Of course I realize that at times I won't be able to devote all of my time and energy to the interruptions, I am in college after all. Homework and sleep are both very important. But just having a better attitude towards the minor interruptions is something to work towards. Something to be embraced, don't you think?
Until next times, see the beauty in the interruptions.
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