rose colored: the first week

Oh love wash over a multitude of things
Love wash over a multitude of things
Love wash over a multitude of things
Make us whole

There is a love that never fails
There is a healing that always prevails
There is a hope that whispers a vow
A promise to stay while we're working it out
So come with your love and wash over us

-When it Was Over, Sara Groves

I am always inclined to be overly optimistic about my classes during the first week. My excitement about starting school again tends to overshadow the reality of courses that end up not being everything I had hoped. The seven research length papers that sounded like a wonderful academic challenge during the first week of class end up making me question my sanity. The geology class that I was sure would be no problem at all ends up being torture. And I always end up wondering what in the world I was thinking when I skipped right over the add/drop date without a second glance. Dang rose-colored glasses.

However, I really don't think I'll have too much "should have dropped when I could" regret this semester. Check back in two weeks when the reality of reading assignments, papers and tests kicks in, but I'm thinking I'm still going to be at least mostly happy with my classes. A.) I can't really drop any of them if I would like to still graduate in May. B.) I've had or at least know pretty well 3 of my 5 professors.

Outside of classes, the week has been good for other reasons as well.

I got back into my work at the law firm, the inauguration happened, got to hug several dear friends who were gone last semester traveling abroad but have returned, led the first juniors small group of the semester and stood in awe of the group of women the Lord has placed in my life, got to watch devon and katye dance in the sharp show, got to catch up with sara about her adventures in africa, got to have several wonderful one-on-ones and babysit two of my favorite kids.

Conversations between 4-year-old A and I last night...

A: You're shorter.
Me: Shorter than what?
A: Shorter than the last time you babysat.
Me: Well, maybe you've just gotten taller.
A: No, I'm only this tall (stretches her hands out). You're shorter.

later on while she's trying to fall asleep

A: I think something is wrong with my brain.
Me: What's wrong with your brain?
A: I turn it off, but it just keep hasing thoughts, even though I'm like, off! off! off!

All in all, a good start to the semester:-)

In the land of possible after graduation adventures, I'm...

...waiting to hear from GBGM

...submitting the simon fellowship application tomorrow

...praying about filling an application out for Word Made Flesh

...praying about sending a resume/cover letter for a position at a girl's school in India

...praying about sending a resume/cover letter for a position at a community center in Harlem.