Thursday, October 3, 2013

If I Could Write a Letter to Freshman Me

Dear Me,

You're only 18 (which I know sounds officially old, but don't worry 'cause you will still feel like a girlish goofball at 21 and probably from here on out), and I know you are trying to figure out this college thing and this social thing and at the same time in the back corner of your mind--okay let's be real, the front and center of the cerebral cortex--you are watching out for some young man to watch out for you.

In the midst of the next six semesters which will drag and whirl simultaneously in one confusing hurricane, here are a few things to look out for:


  • Relax. God made you like you are, so he obviously likes you that way and other people will, too. (I know. I know. It sounds crazy.)
  • When he walks up to you and smiles for the first time, it's okay to get ridiculously excited. I'm pretty darn sure he really is the one.
  • Mom and Dad don't want to tie you down, so try not to treat them like prison guards. 
  • Graduating in three years. Not really sure what to say about that one other than, at least you only have to do it once. 
  • Love people more, judge less. (There are already enough skeptics in the world.)
  • Do keep trying as hard as you can. You won't be sorry. 
  • Plunge in love with Jesus; he's so with you the whole time. 
Finally, lot's of people are praying. Thank them. 

Good luck, 
Me

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