90 to Nothing

Human. It's all I am, try as hard as I can to be a super-woman. At the end of the day, I'm always reminded how weak and human I truly am. This week has been such a reminder as I have been studying for three tests, writing papers, stressing to the max, and every night as I finally manage to lie down, it hits me: I'm human. I'm trying my best to accomplish so much more than is probably physically possible, because I feel pressure to live up to the world's "standards." I have to perform well academically, and this pressure has caused me much stress this week. So for most of the week I have been running ninety to nothing trying to accomplish a "To Do" list that never seems to end.

While I'm reminded of this common fact that I'm simply a human, it always makes me conscious of my time here. Sure I've spent hours in the library studying this week, but how many hours have I spent dedicated to the Lord? In the midst of chaos, is my relationship with God making its way to the back burner? Absolutely not. In a world full of "To Do" lists, does God seem to be the last thing on the list? Do you find yourself pushing time off reading your Bible for tomorrow, or saying you'll pray at another point? I'm guilty of this, but this week has been different for me. I've constantly been seeking God, even in the library. I've really focused on making sure that my time with God has not been suffering because of my crazy schedule, and I have seen a difference.

The difference you ask? I'm happy. I'm stressed, yes, but God has given me so many opportunities this week to see him, and to serve him. These opportunities would often be small things I would overlook with such a crazy week, but I have been conscious to search for them. They are simple: saying hello to the old man sitting alone on campus, carrying a backpack for a girl on crutches in my dorm, and lastly being able to explain to a guy in my class that though I did have a test the next morning, my involvement at church rejuvenates me. Being able to explain to him my relationship with God, was so good, and I so hope that he took something from it. These opportunities would often pass me by, but I have been searching and acting on them. The rewards are so good, and it's amazing just how they can change your attitude for the day.

We are all humans, we all have our "to do" lists that never seem to end. But, in the midst of the chaos are you allowing God to work? Are you allowing him to provide you with opportunities to shine your light? Are you still being considerate of others? Are you allowing the stress and pressure to get to you, causing you to take it out negatively on those around you? If you are, I'm begging you to step away and reevaluate your life. How much more important is being kind to a stranger rather than getting home to start that last load of laundry? It's the small things in this life, the way we handle situations, the way we treat people that can make the difference on how Christianity is perceived. Always allow God to work, and be conscious of the opportunities he provides you with.

Remember, your actions speak louder than words. Live out your faith. Don't simply claim it in words, but together let's show the world what Christianity looks like, even in those busy weeks.