Sunrises

I got up this morning about 5 to go to the bathroom. As I turned on the light, I had to look away because I was blinded, as my eyes were used to the dark. It got me thinking about the sunrise and how good (and creative) God was in making the gradual changes. We don't see all the light at once, so it's easier to see its beauty in place of the shock I feel as I turn on the light at 5 in the morning.
All throughout the Bible it speaks of God's holiness as something that we cannot see, lest we die. Holy and unholy cannot coexist; holiness and justice demand death for our sins against the Holy One. Christ provides that death, once and for all. As we "put on" Christ, that is, as we identify with Him and His death, His death becomes ours, and the blood that He spilled makes us holy. And His resurrection gives life. As such, we are worthy to dwell with God. I think that God reveals Himself to us gradually, for if we were to see all of Him and His holiness at once, we would be overwhelmed and in despair. But Christ is our only hope. He came to us so that we could come to God and know Him.

GO DAWGS!!!

So last night mom and I took a short road trip over to Athens to see the Georgia Bulldogs beat South Carolina to make the trip to Omaha for the College World Series. (And we got to see my brothers, who are both students at UGA). We sat behind the right field foul pole not on the kudzu, but farther up, by the green house (as it's called by the students). At the green house, a tailgate party commenced with about 25 students that lasted the whole game and ended with 150 or so students cheering wildly because even though baseball is a low-key sport at Georgia, it's still a sport. It's enough to get just about anyone excited.
Read the full story here.
In other news, we play Rice on Saturday at 1 p.m. (2 p.m. Eastern Time). TV coverage is on ESPN.

It's official

I am not going to language school; I get to go directly to Rio (without passing go or collecting $200) and start work. Now all that's left is the visa. Without it, I'm not going directly anywhere.

Community

So I'm a bit of a stubborn I-can-do-it-myselfer (and an introvert!), and have been reminded over the past couple of days about what community means. There are days when I would rather keep my burdens to myself -- why bother others with them? I have been reminded that there are actually people in my life (even though I don't see them often) who want my burdens. Paul says this: "Carry each other's burdens, and in this way you will fulfill the law of Christ." (Galatians 6:2)
Some days I'm not sure why I try to carry the world on my shoulders. No one has asked me to.