Picture Time

Here are some pictures of things that are going on here at the Hill.

 

Every Tuesday night after classes there is open basket ball in the gym for whomever wants to go and play. Or be cheerleaders like Marijke and I are. Each week we make new signs for two of the guys. It was Thad's first and probably only week playing all semester so of course he got a sign!

 

Last Friday was a special day for us students since we got to sleep in and have brunch and then head off to the San Antonio Rodeo! We went into the childrens area to pet some animals.

 
My four roommates and myself all dressed up for a night planned by the guys in honor of us Hill girls.

From left to right - Marijke, Noelle, myself, Marie-Anne and Heidi.

 



The four people I am almost always with.

From left to right - myself, Joel, Jordyn, Dillon and Marijke.

Along with planning an amazing dinner and program to go along while we ate, the boys also turned the barn into a dance hall for us with a photo booth. Overall, they did an amazing job.







That is a very little look into my life. But those are some memories I will hold very close to my heart forever.

love,
a.m

Thoughts

I’ve been at a loss for words for about two weeks now. There was so much going on here that I couldn’t figure out what to say and what was better off left unsaid. And now I have come to the result that saying nothing is almost as bad as saying too much but hitting that line of saying just enough is pretty hard sometimes. There are few times in my life when I have been left with nothing to be said however, that is happening more and more to me as I get older. I am left surprised by what people say, how people act and what is happening in their lives. My last two weeks in a nut shell would be middle school drama – girls getting mad over dumb little things and boys just being dumb and not knowing how to treat a girl with respect. I thought I was in college or at least out of middle but looking back it surely doesn’t look like it with the things that I have been dealing with.

‘What you do is what you think and what you think is what you believe. What do you believe? What do people see you believing?’

Last Monday a teacher said that to our class and since then I haven’t been able to get it out of my head. I am thinking about that a lot and trying to figure out if what I do is what I am thinking and if my thinking is what I actually believe. If I go by what the saying says then yes what I do is what I think and then what I believe as well. But then looking back at these two weeks the things that have been happening aren’t what I believe – I don’t like yelling and screaming and do not think that is ever the answer. I don’t like having one of my friends mad at me for whatever reason and I can’t stand fighting of any kind. However, that’s what my weeks have been kind of filled with - I have stood by and been yelled at and been their when someone else is being yelled at and I have yelled. But that’s not what I believe. Anyways, that’s just some of my thoughts that I am working through.

Love,

a.m

Time Flies

I am pretty sure the saying goes the older you get the faster the years go by but I am not that old and this year is flying by. I wake up in the morning asking what I did the day before since all my days are filled with so much learning about God and then in the free time there are so many adventures that I have a hard time keeping my days straight anymore.

I’ve as of now studied 22 books in the Old Testament and 13 books in the New Testament, so that’s 35 of the 66 books in the bible, so I have studied over half of the books.

I’ve made lots of new friends and seen God move in some pretty amazing ways in their lives.

I’ve spent a lot of money and am waiting for the day my card is declined.

I’ve eaten three meals a day and haven’t had to do anything to prepare.

I’ve sat in 5 hours of class a day and been exhausted by all that I am taking in but then am ready to do it all over again the next morning.

I’ve been to Louisiana and eaten Alligator.

I’ve met a few cowboys and each time my heart melts a little more.

I’ve picked up my bible instead of my wallet numerous times and then had to go back to my room.

I’ve dyed my hair three times since December and am happiest now being a dark brunette.

I’ve learned that the Lord is always holding my hand even if I am not always holding His back because I am a child of God and that He would have still died even if I was the only one He was saving.

I’ve made the decision to make this the best year of my life and that wasn’t hard to make happen.

love,

a.m.