lesson number 2

So this story not only is guaranteed to make nearly anyone crack a smile, but also teach a very important lesson. One night towards the beginning of freshman year, my friends and I happened to get bored. Now I know what you are thinking...combine boredom with a touch of daring, add a dash of stupidity, and finally take out any common sense whatsoever and nothing good can come out of it! Well, as we sat around trying to brainstorm up creative ideas for the night the hours passed slowly, still without any evidence of something fun to do. So, a tad bit disappointed, everyone parted ways and went back to our respective dorms. On the way back to my dorm, the group and I had to walk past Suttle.

Now before I can continue this story any longer, I must first explain Suttle. Suttle used to be an old 9 story dorm building here on campus yeeeeeaaaaaars ago. Several years ago, it was deemed unsafe and was therefore condemned. It sat abandoned for years awaiting demolition used only once a year during Halloween when it housed a haunted house of the first floor.

Now, back to the story...as we were walking past it, a lightbulb went off. We decided the unthinkable. Yes, we actually decided to sneak into Suttle. After ducking around bushes and dodging cars, we finally made it to the back of the building. It only took us a few minutes to learn that all the doors were locked, but we were not perturbed. Several of the guys there were quite tall, so all it took was one boosting the other up to the second floor to crawl through a window and let us all in. So after a few tense moments when we weren't quite sure if he'd make it or not, he finally succeeded, and we all quietly followed him into the pitch black.

Creeping through the spiderwebs and ducking whenever we saw headlights approaching, quickly got our adrenaline pumping. We slowly made it to the very top of the building and while we were all celebrating one of the let's just say not so bright boys in our party ventured into the elevator. Since the building had been closed up for so long, we automatically assumed that the elevator would not work.

However, this is where we were unfortunately mistaken. As he jokingly hit every button the the elevator, he just barely made it out of the elevator before the doors shut. The elevator then proceeded to stop at all 9 floors as it made its way to the very bottom. We hoped this would go unnoticed, but of course it was just our luck that a patrolman had just so happened to stop and take his smoke break right underneath the elevator. Before we knew it, more police cars had arrived, and the building was surroundeded. I was terrified! I was just convinved that the world had ended and that I would be taken to jail. Our first thought was to hide in one of the rooms until they left hoping they would just give up if we pretended not to be there. Well, let me just say, we just so happened to attract the most stubborn, dedicated policemen in all of Starkville. They pulled out their megaphones and promptly told us to either come down immediately or else they would come in and search each and every room until they found us. It was at that point that I decided to walk my little self down the stairs, pray, take the consequences like a big girl, and then just start packing to move back home.

One of the boys, the same who pushed the elevator buttons which got us all caught might I add, decided that this option was not good enough for him, and he took us all by surprise by jumping off the second floor balcony and bolting off into the night. This poor guy got chased down and about tased in the parking lot.

After watching that, the rest of us practically ran downstairs to meet the police. We were immediately given the third degree and radioed into headquarters. I stuttered as the towering, muscular black cop gruffly questioned me and checked my ID. We halteringly answered their questions for close to 30 minutes as we tried to convince them we were NOT dealing drugs or anything. It was terrifying and without a doubt the most scared I've ever been in my whole entire 20 years of life. Miraculously, they decided to let us go. I don't know why, except for the fact that the Lord must really want me to stay at State because it could've gotten bad. We returned to our dorm in the wee hours of the morning with so much adrenaline pumping through our bodies that sleep was utterly impossible.

The next day we each received phone calls and had to go meet with the Dean of Students about our behavior. To top it all off, the Dean's office even called my mother so she heard from them before she had a chance to hear the story from me...talk about awkward! Well anywho, we each went and met with the Dean who turned out to be stern but reasonable. He let me keep my scholarship and get off with simply a warning and probation for a semester since I had a clean record and I was a good model student. Pshew!! Boy oh boy was I relieved and thankful.

So all of that to say there is a veeeeeeeeeerrrrrrry important moral to be learned from this story: NEVER run from the police....or better yet, don't do anything illegal.

story numero uno

I don't know why I got into a Spanish kick just then but it just seemed right...especially since I only know about 4 other words in Spanish so I figured I would just stick to what I know, and it rhymed so it made me smile. But anywho, so today I want to share with ya'll a story that you all have heard before I'm pretty sure but it still makes me laugh and I think there is a good moral to learn from it. So here goes...

Once upon a time, in a land far far away called Mississippi State University, there lived a young niave girl by the name of Kendall. Now ever since Kendall had been a little girl she had dreamed about one day meeting her handsome prince and falling in love and living happily ever after. And what better place to go in search of her handsome prince than MSU, who was full of new people to meet! Well her first semester went by and still no sign of her handsome prince. She began to feel slightly discouraged, I mean did he even exist?! Well one day, to her great surprise, when she returned to her room after a long day of studying and homework, she found a neatly typed letter taped to her door. This had never happened before! She excitedly opened it to discover that it was a short note explaining how the writer had noticed her lovely smile and her adorable laugh and that he was anxious to spend more time with her. It was simply signed, "Your secret admirer". Well, slightly perturbed but hopeful at the same time, Kendall went on with her life as if nothing happened. I mean, she didn't know who this person was so there was no need to dwell on it.

Well a few days later, another note was attached to her door, but this time accompanied by flowers! What now?? She still had no idea who this strange person was. Well as the weeks continued, so did the gifts. They ranged from jewelry to more flowers to teddy bears to baked strawberry delight to cups of tea left outside the room (now rest assured, she did NOT eat the so called strawberry delight and tea and I would encourage you do do the same if you ever get unmarked food from random people you have never met before) And with every gift came a special note. Now over time, Kendall began to get slightly worried. Just who was this person and why was he choosing not to make himself known. He knew where she lived and apparently many of her likes and dislikes. If this was her handsome prince then why was he being so secretive.

But then (cue in the creepy music) the night before her big chemistry test, she was sitting quietly in the lobby in the late hours of the evening, believing herself to be alone due to the hour. Suddenly she heard a noise, and a figure appeared out of the shadows and sat down next to her. She was startled and suddenly uncomfortable, but attempted to hide that fact as she silently scoped out her best escape route if needed. She slowly turned to face the man sitting next to her. Who was it?? As their eyes met, she was instantly confused...it was a boy she had met once or twice in the lobby before but never really talked to. She was relieved to find it him, but at the same time curious as to what he wanted since they had never really had a conversation before. She waited as be began stammering his way through what appeared to be a confession of love. He finally blurted out in the awkward silence of the lobby, "I am your secret admirer!!".

Kendall's eyes grew wide as her heart fell. This guy did not know what love really was and simply could not be her handsome prince. What would she do?! She let him down as gently as possible, explaining that she was waiting on a certain person. She could not give up on her special prince just yet. The one person that was created to match her completely and love her with all his heart. He was still looking for her and she was not leaving until he found her. She was sweet, yet firm. But as the disappointed young man left Kendall sitting alone in the lobby, she began to wonder, "Will this be my fate? Am I destined to be alone like this, forever?" But then, in the stillness of the darkened lobby a small voice whispered in her ear, "Don't worry. You will never be alone, simply because I am always with you. The reason I have not brought your prince to you yet is merely because I love you so dearly that I want you to Myself for the time being." Peace spread over her as she realized the King Himself was speaking to her. She felt His great loving arms wrap around her as He reminded her of all His everlasting promises He had made her. As she fell asleep that night, no more worries invaded her mind, and she did not care that her prince was taking longer to find her than she had expected. For she had a greater Love. The King's love. And that was all she needed.

why hello dear girls...

So this blog is dedicated to all you sweet girls how I was blessed enough to hang out with so much this summer. I'm quite impressed that all you girls managed to not only convince our youth pastor to let me be a counselor on not 1 but 2 trips this summer, but you also somehow talked me into beginning this blog as a way to continue sharing stories with ya'll even though we can no longer have our face to face little powwows. So instead of doing homework or cleaning my room or planning for my meeting tomorrow night, I'm chosing to procrastinate and write to you lovely girls instead. So ya'll better feel quite special! So welcome to what might be known as the intro to everything that is soon to follow. So I shall work to make this short and sweet. But anywho, so as freshman year of college began, so did an entirely new chapter of my life. In an instant, I was removed from my family and all my friends I'd grown up with as well as my nice little comfort cirle. All of a sudden, I was surrounded by new things and had an opportunity to chose to be whoever I wanted to be, be with anyone I chose to be with, do whatever I chose to do, and so forth. I've been quite honest with you girls so far, and you all have a pretty good idea just how insecure I can get at times. And it was worse back then...waaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyy worse! I just wanted ever so badly to fit in, and as a result I was not too careful with the sort of people I chose to hang out with. Well, let me just say, that that was sooo not smart at all! You'll learn over the next few posts or whatever these things are called about the journey that my sweet Creator took me on to discover my true self. The person that He created me to really be. The lady He had in mind when He began to think me into being and actually weave me together 20 some odd years ago. It's been quite a trip I'm not going to lie, but our sweet Father has been revealing to me that as important as the ultimate destination is, the process is actually just as important. I hope this will be a fun way for me to share this journey with all ya'll in a random, funny, yet also deep way. That's what I want this blog to be all about I guess. It's just my way to share the story of how sweet our Father's beautiful love for each and every one of us is and how precious His forgiveness is. So I guess all that to say, I hope you will stick with me, and I shall talk to ya'll soon. I love ya'll!