God

New Semester

Penn State’s spring semester has begun! I kicked off the second semester of my junior year on Monday. I’ve had to mentally get back into “school mode” and out of “vacation mode” these past few days.

I suddenly have less time to randomly bake batches of white chocolate chip cookies... sad.

I suddenly have less time to randomly bake batches of white chocolate chip cookies… sad.

I’m going to be honest, I always struggle at the beginning of a new semester. I often feel very anxious and overwhelmed. I question whether or not I can handle the courses I have to take and I have a hard time getting into a routine as I adapt to my new schedule.

It’s funny, because a few weeks into classes, I look back and think why was I so worried that I couldn’t do all of this school work? God always carries me through my life, especially times when I am forced to adapt and stretch the limits of my comfort zone.

Here are my courses for this semester:

COMM460W– News reporting
COMM470A– Newspaper production
COMM270– Multimedia production
CAS204– Communication research methods
METEO003– Meteorology

So far, most of my classes are tough. Some are “senior level,” one is a research course, and two involve learning new-to-me software (like DreamWeaver, InDesign CS4, Adobe Creative Suite, etc.).

I’m definitely going to be challenged this semester, but I’m ready to trust God, do my best, and believe in myself and my abilities. 

I've already learned a new word in meteorology ... isopleth!

I’ve already learned a new word in meteorology … isopleth!

On the bright side, spring (and May–the end of the semester) will be here before I know it 😉

A struggle of mine

Something I struggle with: trying to constantly please people. I guess my problem is that I constantly look for love and validation from people. Nothing is wrong with wanting to be loved but I recently realized something.

No one on this earth can love me like God does. No one. 

I shouldn’t expect/look to others to love me the way God does. It will never end well because humans are flawed and God isn’t. Duh. Not expecting my parents or boyfriend or friends to love me “perfectly” will take a lot of expectations that I have for them, off of them. Also, when I look to people to love me unconditionally and perfectly, it is almost like “snubbing” God and saying that I don’t trust Him to love me the way I know He does.

I know it will be a process to detract myself from this habit but I made this realization and I just had to share it. I hope I made some sense 🙂

Yaaaaaay I am loved. 100%. Unconditionally.