Halloween and Home

Halloween is my least favorite holiday. I don't like it at all, really. 

This is large in part due to my mother's opinions of Halloween. She isn't a huge fan and so we never really celebrated it. With that being said, however, I love getting dressed up, just in general, so that's a plus. In addition, this Halloween also offered me with several opportunities of great fellowship!

 Surprisingly, Halloween is quite popular amongst the college crowd. Especially the fraternity pledges who have to dress up and walk around campus in their assigned costumes. Hilarious. 

Anyways, I got invited to a get together (I try to avoid the word 'party' here. Negative connotations are definitely involved) on Halloween night hosted by some girls that go to Crosspoint. 

We ate, danced, and marveled at one another's costumes. 

Well, most of them. I, for example, wasn't planning on dressing up for Halloween and therefore left all of my costume/spirit week ammo at home. So I scrounged some randomness together and dressed up as Boo from Monsters Inc. Not incredibly obvious or creative. Oh well!

The next night I attended a hipster birthday party for one of my CP group leaders. There was a macaroni bar, we decorated cookies, played games, and dressed up like hipsters, of course!

Then Sunday night I went to the dykes with Marie and Karla. Afterwards we went to Karla's apartment and watched an evangelism video. 

I am beyond blessed to call such a beautiful place my home and such beautiful people my friends and my sisters in Christ. 

Grace in tangible form is a very real thing here.

Oh the joy of the Lord...

And this past weekend I got to go home!!!

Going home is such a treat. My family and I stayed in Friday night, relaxed, and watched Thor. 

Saturday morning I got up and had the privilege of going running with this fine dime. I love hearing about her life and miss her dearly.  

Then, Saturday afternoon the family and I went to Charlotte to see the new Thor movie.

It. Rocked. 

Marvel is doing great work these days, great work. And I am beside myself with the news that there is a new Captain America movie coming out! EEP! I was literally bouncing in my seat and giggling like a little girl. I just love him. He's the perfect hero. Mmm.

After the movie we went to dinner and explored downtown Charlotte.

 It's a pretty nifty place, I must say.

The time with my family, of course, was wonderful, but much too short. I'm looking forward to the upcoming break where I can stay for more than 48 hours. 

In other news, college is great. Like, really great.

 Our dorm room is invested with ladybugs and today our thermostat started making puffing noises, but other than that it's great. 

:)

The time is coming to register for classes, which means I have to figure out what I'm doing with my life. I'm currently a Biological Science major, and I'm doing fine (all A's!), but four years full of chemistry and biology labs is a bit foreboding. That and the advice I received from a MUSC representative has me leaning towards changing my major to psychology, which I'm pretty excited about.

 The time has also come to start looking into living arrangements for next year, which involves finding roommates and an apartment. Yucky adult stuff. Things are more or less coming together. Already plans have been made and changed, so it could be a somewhat bumpy road ahead. 

There is no better way to proceed through life, however, than trusting in the Lord's goodness and in His sovereignty. He IS trustworthy. He IS faithful. Stress and worry are unnecessary. Honestly, they're sinful. When I worry and stress out about life situations, like finding an apartment, I declare through my actions and thoughts that God is not all-powerful, that He can't do everything, and that I can.

And that is disgusting.

How can I think for a second that my God is not good, when He sent His one and only Son to die for my sins? 

How can I think for a second that my God is not good, when He shows me so clearly every day? 

He never fails to display His glory here in good ol' Clemson, SC.

Oh praise the One Who paid my debt and raised this life up from the dead.