I’M 2 1 !!!!!!!!!!!

 

haha. 

love, Baruka

SHOUT OUT TO CAROLINE— WAR EAGLE GIRL!!!!!!!!!!     HUGE deal.    Not to mention ASHLYN- SAMFORD ADPI prez!!!!!! HUGE deal.   Thanks guys, for being really involved and awesome…since y’all are my besties it’s make up for my lack there of.  

 

LOVE Y’ALL!!!!!!!  -Baruka

l.o.v.e.

I LOVE EACH AND EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU SO STINKING MUCH!!!!!  REUNION SOON?!?

love, BARUKA

Hello to all from Care and Baruka in class.

Hello. It’s currently 5:30 p.m., and Caroline and I are having boredom fed to us via Dr. Sutton in Rhetoric class. No worries, Care is sitting right next to me. I’ve loved had a class with Caroline for two reaons. 1. I’ve seen that she really is a dedicated student and works very hard. 2. She is now being exposed to how bad of a student I am in class (i.e. typing this blog right now, facebooking, talking to people around me, forgetting my book.)..yet she still loves me just for who I am. She just read what I typed and said, “I never said I loved you.”  …she laughs with a “just kidding,” but I know the truth! 

I don’t know if y’all have seen this yet, but T.C. shared this with me yesterday:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e-bNunsWkIw

HILARIOUS. I can only hope my kids act like that one day. Wait, don’t let me get ahead of myself. I can only HOPE to have children one day.

Anyways, I’m going to go take some notes now. CANNOT WAIT FOR NEXT WEEKEND!!!! STEP SING 2009!!!!!!

Don’t Understand? (Baruka)

Hello loves, 

Just want y’all to know every time I think about “us,” I literally am filled with joy, along with a hint of sadness since we are apart. Reunion is needed VERY soon!! I wanted to share something I thought of this past weekend at the beach (already shared this with a few of y’all.) We were seeing Australia again, (shocker) and I of course was dwelling on how good-looking Hugh was. Then, selfishly for the billionth time in my life, I wondered why I’m still single. I had the thought, “I don’t understand, but I have to trust.” As in, I have to trust Him.  Then I literally saw in my head, D O N’ T   U N D E R S T A N D and  how T R U S T can be spelled from the letters in “don’t understand.”  I even have this cool little picture I draw with it, so I’ll have to draw one for the rest of y’all! How applicable is it in with where we all are right now? Situations never fully make sense whether they are good or bad. We don’t deserve to know or understand anything. We have received His grace, and all we can do is trust Him. Speaking this truth is much easier than applying it to my attitude everyday. I promise to try and coincide both!  Love, Baruka

longest blog yet probably…my apologies.

let me start off by saying how proud i am of you, camil (and i am sure the other girls agree with me), for striving to make this situation more about God and less of ourselves. He is surely pleased for the stand you have taken for Elizabeth. I miss all of you alot and also hoping for a reunion soon. I want to inform all of you of a big change in my life that has been taking place over this past semester. This past semester in nursing school was the hardest semester of my life. For one, the amount of energy and time that must be given to it is almost unbearable. i found myself most days exhausted in every way, especially spiritually. i struggled to have a desire to exert my energy anywhere else because i felt that i was giving it all to nursing. Also, i struggled because i wanted to enjoy what i was doing so much more than i did. i knew going into this past semester that i would love every minute of it. well i didn’t. most days, i hated it actually. but i wanted to keep persevering because it is what i also thought i would do. Ever since mom had cancer, i wanted nothing more than to be a nurse like the ones she had that made such an impact on her life. Well, the semester ended and i came home feeling inadequate for the job and having no desire to continue on. My parents immediately thought i should take a semester off of school or transfer home so that i could figure out what it was i wanted to do with  my life. I, for one, hated that idea. i loved everything about samford and the last thing i wanted was to come home. but God quickly reminded me that this was not about me. My future is solely up to God and if he wants me somewhere else, it is my duty to be obedient. So we began praying and praying and looking into other things for me. I looked into taking the semester off to do mission work, because thats a huge burden i have (I had the opportunity to go to Africa for the semester or NY to work with a church plant). After prayerfully considering both, i decided last week that the Lord had me neither or those places right now (I am hoping to go to africa with the same group this summer). I had so much uncertainty about both. I knew what God was tugging at my heart to do but so much of me was scared. I began thinking about seminary this past summer being home. I continued praying about it throughout the semester, although i thought i would be a nurse, not go to seminary. Well, long story short, this week, I decided I would go back to Samford. I am continuing to pray about seminary. The one thing i loved this past semester in nursing was the counseling aspect of it, whether it was working with psych patients, eating disorder patients, children whose parents had died, etc. so i am praying about counseling whether that means seminary or occupational therapy school. I am excited, really excited to see where the Lord has me. Don’t get me wrong, parts of me are scared to death. I had alot of stability and assurance of a job and good pay in nursing. I have neither now, which is totally fine. I know God is on my side. I do ask for your prayers though as i continue to seek God’s will for me. I dont want this to be a bit about me. It has been a very humbling experience and has required alot of dying to myself….which i will always be grateful for. I need lots more of it. Needless to say, I am glad the waiting room for now is over. It has been a hard and exhausting christmas/janterm break. Living in limbo is no fun. But i could not have asked for  greater parents through this decision-making time. God has been so good and so faithful. thank you for your prayers. One more thing, (im sorry this blog is so long), I have been thinking alot this week about our new president, obviously. I reject alot of Obama’s issues, but it is my requirement as a believer to pray. It is also my responsibility to be positive about what is to come, because i am confident that it was God who placed Obama in power, and it is God who remains in power over Obama. Our faith and hope should not be found in any president, it is found in the Lord. John Piper says it best in his weekely newsletter. go to desiringgod.org and read, “the president, the passengers, and the patience of God.” It will truly give you new eyes about our country’s future. read it.

I love ya’ll alot. always praying for each of you.

Oh and Hudson is doing great for those of you wondering. He should be coming for a visit in late february or march. Do pray for his eating…he’s not gaining weight. He weighs the same as he did 3 weeks ago when he was born. Lindsay is having a hard time breast feeding and is considering taking him off of it. We skype alot so he is quickly learning who his aunt and grandparents in MS are Praise the Lord for skype.

Again sorry this is so long.

Bethany

Hey Loves

Hello loves,

I was trying to figure out the best way to tell all of you this at once, and then like magic I remembered the blog (so ingenious of us)! So Im a little depressed that this is what it took to get me back on, but anyways here it goes.

Tonight at chapter we had to vote in our transfers. Much to my dismay, Elizabeth did not get voted in. It was really close and a majority of people voted yes but not enough for her to officially get in. Grace and Brittany both stood up to pro her, and no one gave her any cons. I am really upset about how all of this turned out, and its honestly not what I was expecting. I have been praying so much about this and I know God has a greater plan that I can’t see, but my heart still breaks for her. I really wanted to write all of you first to inform you, and secondly to beg you all not to talk about it to other people. I don’t ask this on behalf of ADPi or myself, but truly for Elizabeths sake. I know that talk being spread around Auburn or Montgomery will only add salt to the wound. So I really ask that each of you keep this in mind before you tell someone else about the situation. I know I am telling my mom the same thing, because we all know how Montgomery moms love to talk! I don’t know yet how Elizabeth is going to react, and Brittany, Grace, Mary Emily and I are all about to go tell her, so Im praying that the Lord will give us His wisdom and words of comfort.

I love ya’ll and am continually thankful for your friendship. I trust you all completely in this situation, and can’t wait for the next time we can get together.

Meat? goooood. Joaquin Phoenix? even better. (Baruka)

Ash- love the post! I watched the meat video and then texted you saying “Watched it, but still eating meat.”  The funny thing is, I think I subconsciously took the message to heart. The next night after watching the video, I was laying in bed thinking about my day, and realized I didn’t eat meat for any of my meals- haha! I didn’t even think about it during the day. Too funny. Don’t worry- the next day I enjoyed a delicious Moe’s Moo Moo Mr. Cow complete with chicken. In fact, I just enjoyed some yummy turkey in my lunch. 

Anyways! I feel that my life is different solely due to watching Walk the Line yesterday. It premiered in 2005, and I’m floored that I’ve gone this long without seeing it. Not only am I now certain that Joaquin Phoenix is my soulmate, but I’m also fascinated with Johnny Cash’s life. I wasted approximately 45 minutes yesterday Googling/Wikipediaing his life, as well as June Carter Cash’s. Oh, and then another 20 minutes wasted on stalking Joaquin Phoenix (Joaquin pronounced Wak-een.) I figured I’d point that out so you know how to properly say his name when y’all meet him very soon. I’m quite certain he’ll be proposing soon…with a horse. I can feel it now–his captivating eyes and “bad boy” charm literally “burning” as they take a grip of my heart (“burning” in reference to Cash’s hit “Ring of Fire.”) He’s a catch.

Also, my mom has two cool stories about Johnny and June Carter Cash. I will have to tell y’all when we chat!

Anyways, I’m going to go put my writing efforts into my Rhetoric class now. Too bad “rhetoric” doesn’t start with Brooke and end with Phoenix.  

Peace. Love. Phoenix.  -Baruka

BROOKE, HI, LOOK! I posted for the first time in 4 months.

New favorite verse of the day: James 1:19 let every man be swift to hear, slow to speak, slow to wrath. I’m first to give my opinion too often, so I really like this…

On the upsweep, I am not as bored as I thought I would be roaming around Montgomery sans the fab 5 girls I am friends with. Nobody else is pretty enough to waltz around town with so it’s just me and Harper for now.

Last night I had a migraine. I don’t usually have hyperchondriatic tendancies, but for some reason these get me. After writing this, I’m going to webmd.com because sometimes I wonder if I have a tumor or something.

Also, I put a posting on Craig’s List for a summer apartment in NYC for me and Sloan. This one guy is responding and I think he is a creeper. So if anyone has advice on this matter, I am kinda weirded out.

Final random thought: more and more children are becoming vegetarians/pescatarians, according to the Today Show. This is mostly attributed to the rise of YouTube and the ethical matters that little kids always take to heart. Meat.org if you want to watch it, but warning you will never eat meat again.

I apologize that was inappropriate.

eSa

Lah-tee-dah

Just wanted to post. We need to pick up steam with our blogging, chicas! I’m about to go enjoy a delicious steak and twice-backed potato “going back to school” dinner. Jeal?  PEACE! Love y’all!

p.s. I just had to dictionary.com “potato.”  I always want to spell it p-o-t-a-t-o-E. It’s not a POTA TOE, Brooke. It’s POTATO.