Hi, all!
I don't know about you all, but after all of this cold weather and rain, I am more ready than ever for sunshine and warmth. Walking to class in the freezing rain with the threat of frozen walkways isn't exactly my favorite thing ever.
Actually, the recent bad weather is what inspired this post. As you all know by now, I LOVE my school (ahem, Go Dawgs.). The first time I visited UGA, however, these feelings weren't exactly there. It was raining, cold, and downright depressing. When I returned home to make my decision on where I would attend the next fall, honestly, UGA was not my first choice. A week earlier, I had visited Alabama amidst beautiful warm weather. I was set to yell "Roll Tide." Then, for some reason (mostly because of in-state tuition), I chose UGA. Thank the Lord.
As I was walking to my early morning class last week, the sun was just beginning to rise and reveal itself behind the seats of Sanford Stadium. Barely anyone was walking around campus, and the smell of fresh pancakes filled the air. Basically, my dream college was laid out in front of me. Again, for some reason, I had a revolution about my school, but this time, it wasn't so negative. I realized just how beautiful my school was. I realized how grateful I was to be here, in Athens, rather than Tuscaloosa.
Yes, it is great that I realized just how much I love my school. Yes, it is wonderful that I saw God's plan laid out perfectly in front of me. No, it isn't so great and wonderful that I had to see a sun to understand the positivity.
Think what would have happened if I made the decision of where I would attend college based on something as trivial as the weather. I would have graduated, went to Alabama, yelled "Roll Tide" and owned an enormous collection of crimson and houndstooth. Other than that, I have no idea what would have happened. However, I do know this. Because God promised me a greater future at UGA, I met my best friend, realized my major, and witnessed the greatest football team in the nation at work under the greatest coach in the nation (Mark Richt is my home dawg).
The Sunshine Principle applies to more than school. Life is like this. We always pray for things to happen, and when they don't we can't simply understand why life panned out the way that it did. It's like the sunny Spring we wish for. When we get rained on and freeze instead, we curse the day, immediately seeing the day from a negative point of view. We fail to see that God has something greater in mind than the current situation and greater than anything we could imagine.
Sunshine makes everything seem perfect even when its not. It brings positivity and certainty when rain brings negativity and doubt. Just as exhibited by Georgia's bipolar weather, we never will really know when sunshine and warmth will return. We do know, however, that God's promise for the rain to end is near and that the world will grow stronger after the storm.
Just as I did last year, don't let the rain fool you. If the clouds stop you, you will never see the Sun. What is better: temporary Sun and forever whispering "Roll Tide", or a little bit of rain and eternally "calling the Dawgs?"
Go Dawgs. Beat Bama. Go God. Beat the rain.
I don't know about you all, but after all of this cold weather and rain, I am more ready than ever for sunshine and warmth. Walking to class in the freezing rain with the threat of frozen walkways isn't exactly my favorite thing ever.
Actually, the recent bad weather is what inspired this post. As you all know by now, I LOVE my school (ahem, Go Dawgs.). The first time I visited UGA, however, these feelings weren't exactly there. It was raining, cold, and downright depressing. When I returned home to make my decision on where I would attend the next fall, honestly, UGA was not my first choice. A week earlier, I had visited Alabama amidst beautiful warm weather. I was set to yell "Roll Tide." Then, for some reason (mostly because of in-state tuition), I chose UGA. Thank the Lord.
As I was walking to my early morning class last week, the sun was just beginning to rise and reveal itself behind the seats of Sanford Stadium. Barely anyone was walking around campus, and the smell of fresh pancakes filled the air. Basically, my dream college was laid out in front of me. Again, for some reason, I had a revolution about my school, but this time, it wasn't so negative. I realized just how beautiful my school was. I realized how grateful I was to be here, in Athens, rather than Tuscaloosa.
Yes, it is great that I realized just how much I love my school. Yes, it is wonderful that I saw God's plan laid out perfectly in front of me. No, it isn't so great and wonderful that I had to see a sun to understand the positivity.
Think what would have happened if I made the decision of where I would attend college based on something as trivial as the weather. I would have graduated, went to Alabama, yelled "Roll Tide" and owned an enormous collection of crimson and houndstooth. Other than that, I have no idea what would have happened. However, I do know this. Because God promised me a greater future at UGA, I met my best friend, realized my major, and witnessed the greatest football team in the nation at work under the greatest coach in the nation (Mark Richt is my home dawg).
The Sunshine Principle applies to more than school. Life is like this. We always pray for things to happen, and when they don't we can't simply understand why life panned out the way that it did. It's like the sunny Spring we wish for. When we get rained on and freeze instead, we curse the day, immediately seeing the day from a negative point of view. We fail to see that God has something greater in mind than the current situation and greater than anything we could imagine.
Sunshine makes everything seem perfect even when its not. It brings positivity and certainty when rain brings negativity and doubt. Just as exhibited by Georgia's bipolar weather, we never will really know when sunshine and warmth will return. We do know, however, that God's promise for the rain to end is near and that the world will grow stronger after the storm.
Just as I did last year, don't let the rain fool you. If the clouds stop you, you will never see the Sun. What is better: temporary Sun and forever whispering "Roll Tide", or a little bit of rain and eternally "calling the Dawgs?"
Go Dawgs. Beat Bama. Go God. Beat the rain.