Just a bit ago I posted on twitter that yesterday was the middle of summer and today is the last day of fall. (I still don't know why I use twitter but that's beside the point. Maybe I'll blog about it someday. Ha.) K, so the point is, it's suddenly cold. And the wind is rude. It hits you fast and hard, without mercy. It's extremely indecent and I'm feeling exceptionally indignant towards it right now. But I'll let that go for now because I have better things to talk about.
For example, there's a handful of people who open up their homes after the Sunday service for people to come fellowship on a smaller scale. Generally, there is food and hearty conversation - often relating to that morning's sermon. You see, I went to one of these homes today and I'm excited to make this routine. It was a very nice home. With old chairs and fun pictures. And a kitchen with soup. Dorm life is great and all. But homes are liberating.
Worship practice has begun. We're scheduled to lead this Thursday's chapel. I'm happy to be a part of this.
Other than that, classes are good. People are better. Homework is heavy. And naps in the library, though often unintentional, are becoming my new best friend. And this is all the news I have.
Goodbye.
2 comments:
The wind can't be as rude as the January wind in IL, can it? That wind hurts. I'm glad you like it there.
It's worse. The winds are stronger. And the temperature is going to be colder than IL has ever experienced. Together they may kill me.
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