You make beautiful things out of the dust

So I have this huge Historical Books of the Old Testament exam tomorrow..
Conveniently, I have the urge to blog instead.

Cliffnotes version of this semester: I pledged.
Seriously. I was a bumbling mess most of the time, but the experience was wonderful. Frankly, I went through a lot of the emotional ride with the girls last year (not to berate either one of our experiences), making this my chance to appreciate everything just for what it was. This whole thing has been such a blessing- I am now a member of a club filled with such wonderful girls I know I can count on!

The Sunday before pledging was over, I got a phone call from my dad. After what I'm sure has been a whirlwind of doctor's appointments for him, we've found that he has a cancerous mass in his colon. He starts some chemo and radiation Monday so they can shrink it and remove it later on, so please just be in prayer for my family, and especially my daddy! God is so good, and I am pleased to report that my family is very optimistic and happy to hear it's nothing worse!

That being said, I cannot imagine how I would've taken news like this even just last year. "Cancer" is a terrifying word- and I am so thankful for the journey I have been on these past 7 years, allowing me to feel such peace in the midst of the unexpected. It's hard to express just how much joy I feel in the ability to not be shaken by little things.

Short and sweet, as usual.