So I've seen a LOT of new blogs just about daily life and what-not, and I decided, hey, why not! It's a lot easier for me to draw spiritual connections from the every day anyway. Let's get an update on my life, shall we?
Well, my friends, this year has brought a lot of new things into my life. I finished my first year of "real" college, joined (and then promptly quit) a sorority, had 4 different jobs, was a counselor at Middle School camp for 5 days and have been in a long distance relationship for the better part of a year. This week has been particularly interesting...
As all you tax-paying Americans know, I had the privilege of filing my taxes for the first time. I was due to get a pretty minuscule return, but a return nonetheless and I never received it. I spent a lovely hour and a half (ON HOLD) with the IRS and finally spoke to someone that asked me if I had moved to Georgia or received my return of over $1,000. Welp, not that I know of. She directed me to an Identity Theft Affidavit which I gleefully filled out and now must mail to the IRS in order to get my actual tax return.
That was the highlight of my week so far. School starts on Monday and I could not be more excited. I love school. There. I said it. I'm making it known that I, Zarina Marie Champagne, LOVE school. Not to mention that now that the new Student Wellness Center has been built, I will be workin out all day, errday. Well, pretty much.
What did I learn at Middle School Camp? Well, I was a counselor in a 7th and 8th grade cabin. These girls care about two things: boys and hair straighteners. Not necessarily in that order. However, I also talked to a lot of hurting girls last week. It was surprisingly difficult for me to share my testimony since it wasn't all that long ago that I gave my life to Christ. The story of His unfailing faithfulness and love in my life didn't occur to me until the situation that my family went through last year, and that isn't really something I enjoyed reliving every time I met a girl going through a similar situation. But I do know that I was able to help them because I'd already lived through it. It was cool being the fun counselor, and I can't wait til next year. Oh! But what did I learn? Stop being bitter, Rina. Stop being bitter and holding grudges. You can't change the past. You can't change how other people act. You can only control how YOU live and act, and really, I don't wanna control it. I want Jesus to control it. Because He sure knows that I don't do a wonderful job of it all by myself.
So dear readers, I hope you've enjoyed my more relatable saga of my life, and can't wait to talk to you later!
Loooooooove,
Rina
That was the highlight of my week so far. School starts on Monday and I could not be more excited. I love school. There. I said it. I'm making it known that I, Zarina Marie Champagne, LOVE school. Not to mention that now that the new Student Wellness Center has been built, I will be workin out all day, errday. Well, pretty much.
What did I learn at Middle School Camp? Well, I was a counselor in a 7th and 8th grade cabin. These girls care about two things: boys and hair straighteners. Not necessarily in that order. However, I also talked to a lot of hurting girls last week. It was surprisingly difficult for me to share my testimony since it wasn't all that long ago that I gave my life to Christ. The story of His unfailing faithfulness and love in my life didn't occur to me until the situation that my family went through last year, and that isn't really something I enjoyed reliving every time I met a girl going through a similar situation. But I do know that I was able to help them because I'd already lived through it. It was cool being the fun counselor, and I can't wait til next year. Oh! But what did I learn? Stop being bitter, Rina. Stop being bitter and holding grudges. You can't change the past. You can't change how other people act. You can only control how YOU live and act, and really, I don't wanna control it. I want Jesus to control it. Because He sure knows that I don't do a wonderful job of it all by myself.
So dear readers, I hope you've enjoyed my more relatable saga of my life, and can't wait to talk to you later!
Loooooooove,
Rina
1 comment:
Oh! You've inspired me! Now I think I'll go write a blog post about what I threw in the fire. Not.
;)
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