Life in the Middle of Nowhere

I have been at prov for exactly one month today, and what a crazy month it has been. In many ways I feel like I've been here forever, and in other ways I feel like I just got here.

I'm a resident assistant this year. The ladies of Lower Sweet are mine. I have some amazing women in my dorm, and I'm really loving this job. I'm not going to say it's been easy, but it has been good. Sitting in the sub-lounges laughing at something stupid, praying for eachother, and forming relationships. It's an awesome role, and I still can't believe that I get to play it. But it's had it's rough days. I love that I get to see the heart of these women, but I also see the hurts of them. This past week, after a few rough days, and a few rough stories, I freaked out. "I can't do this. Who am to do this? God, help!" I voiced these concerns to a friend/fellow RA. He smiled and said, "It's exciting. God is stretching you." So this is what stretching is, huh? It has been a stretching first month.

On an exciting personal note, I was cast in the major production. We are doing "The Miracle Worker." It's the story of Helen Keller, who is blind and deaf, and her teacher, Annie Sullivan who teaches her how to connect language to her world. The exciting news? I'm Annie Sullivan. I haven't done a real stage production in a long time. I almost wet myself when the director told me I had the role. So if you wanna see a really great play, and me with long brown hair (my director informed me yesterday I need to dye my hair.) come out for it.

Drat! Class has ended...I'll write another post soon.



P.S. I have made a blog for one of my classes. I will posting on there quite often in the future, because, well, that one is graded, this isn't. It focuses on the lessons life here at Prov is teaching me. http://aholisticideal.blogspot.com Check it out. :)