I don't understand weather like this. For the past few weeks, Virginia has been extremely hot and nasty. All of a sudden, over the weekend, it turned into fall. And I don't mean nice, breezy, early fall the way it's supposed to be. Oh no. I'm talking downright cold, nasty, cloudy November weather. It's only September! I shouldn't have to wear six sweaters to go outside.

I'm still in a bit of a daze right now. I just got out of my Graphic Design class, and having it at 9:25 in the morning is killing me. We do these long, in-depth critiques of each others thumbnails and sketches that take up the entire hour, fishing around for things that don't even exist. It's like really bad literary criticism, only we're looking at college students' rough sketches instead of pages filled with text.

This past Saturday was me and Caleb's six month anniversary. Oh yeah. We've been together for half a year, which doesn't amaze me as much as it really just makes me smile. I can't help but be happy that I'm the longest relationship he's ever had, I have to admit there's something nice in knowing that. We spent the morning in this old house that has been converted into a used bookstore, and I bought an amazing 1960's era book on how to make home movies--complete with lots of stylized pictures and cliches. It will be great for making some of the covers for Caleb's cd...I might scan some of it to use when I redesign the site over winter break (yes, it probably will be that long...time is not abundant around here).

After the bookstore, we at lunch and then drove to Roanoke. It's about forty minutes from Lynchburg, and while it isn't exactly a booming metropolis, it has a really nice movie theater and a good mall. Not like we don't have versions of those things here, but it's nice to get a change of scenery. Plus, one of Roanoke's trademarks is a giant neon star that's nested on top of a mountain overlooking the city. After an afternoon movie, wandering around the mall (with me getting frustrated about not being able to find anything) and dinner at Applebee's, we drove all over the city trying to find the correct way to get up to the star. We're pretty quick, so it didn't take too long, and the view was amazing. Before you start thinking this is some 'lookout point' sort of thing, let me just say that while yes, it does have that potential, you'd have to be unabashedly brazen to start making out under the Star. There were at least thirty people wandering around when we got up there--mainly thirty or forty year old couples trying to recapture their romance, high schoolers with nothing better to do, and other college students looking for a different view than the crowded campus they live on. Either way, it was still beautiful and I'm really glad we went. Caleb is incredible and I am so lucky that God let us find each other.

Speaking of God, this week is Spiritual Emphasis week here at Liberty. David Nassar is the speaker, and he is amazing. I don't think I have ever been so blessed by a speaker. To put it bluntly, he cuts the crap. He gave a salvation invitation at the end of his message yesterday morning--"Heads up, eyes open," he said. "There's no music playing softly in the background, no eyes buried behind hands so that you can stealthily slip out and tiptoe to Christ. If you want to come forward and accept Christ today, you'll have to do it with the entire student body watching. This is not going to be easy, but this is reality."

At first, I couldn't help but feel a little tense--nobody was moving. Then, after a few minutes (as he continued to invite those who needed Christ to come), a girl stepped out of her seat and began walking boldly across the floor, stopping to stand below the stage--arms folded, eyes squeezed shut, shaking with tears. Immediately two other girls left their seats and began to pray with her. After that it was as though somebody had opened a faucet and people began coming and coming. I've seen invitations ten times as large as those who went forward that morning, but I will never ever forget this one and the way God worked. I have such a great amount of appreciation for that first girl. It took guts, but it is an experience and a testimony that she (along with the others who got saved that morning) will never forget. And that's how it should be. Listening to David's preaching is showing me more and more how "easy" we as Christians try to make things. Yes, we want the lost to find Christ's light, we want to tell as many people as possible about the gift God has given them. But even though accepting Christ is the simplest thing, we don't need to under-emphasize the importance of the actual act of acccepting Him. We need to show people that God is not always going to be in their comfort zone--that becoming a Christian is not going to make your life on earth "easier" persay. Following Jesus is hard, harder than some people ever realize it will be. But is our life really so much to give to One who has presented us with Eternity?

Needless to say, I'm right there with those who don't sacrifice enough, this is me talking to myself too. God's really been convicting me about complaining--which I do a ton--when I have so much to be thankful for.

For instance, the fact that I'm about to go meet my handsome boyfriend and eat a full lunch before going to a computer lab so I can learn more about how to write.


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