It has been one week since I was dropped off at Sky Harbor Airport to
fly to Washington Dulles Airport for another year at PHC. I can't describe all that's happened
in my life over this first week of the semester, especially because I have Freedom's
reading to do before chapel. It should be pretty easy, though; it's
just chapters of Scripture.

But I do feel obligated to post at least something of what my life back
at college is like. There are many layers and aspects to life. I will
touch on some of the surface first, and then attempt to go a little
deeper. School, as in the thing I'm supposed to be doing here, is going
fairly well. I am excited about my classes, especially Freedom's
Foundations and Principles of Biblical Reasoning (although PBR will be
easy since I went to Worldview Academy.) Latin will be the biggest
challenge, of course, but that's ok. It's worth it. I went to the first
debate meeting last night. It looks like Dan and I will be novice
partners again and the value resolution this season is "Resolved:
Separation of Church and State is being inappropriately eroded." That
should be interesting. I started work as a security officer this week.
I'm not sure if I'm a very good one, but I hope it will be what I
expect: an easy way to get paid a few bucks to study/hang out. :)

On a social level, my first week as a Sophomore has been filled with
meeting some of the 101 new students and trying to re-bond with those I
already knew. I am very impressed with the new students and look
forward to getting to know them more. As always, the community here is
remarkably committed to pursuing good and true things, and this is joy
to me. Right now I'm conflicted inside as I consider those around me
that I care about. I am encouraged and happy about some things, but
concerned and saddened by others. Things are different now. Some things
are good and better; some things are bad and worse. But my hope is
unwavering that the Lord will work out the good in everything. I
rejoice in His faithfulness and love towards me. I feel so blessed by
so many things and am often ashamed at the lack of gratitude I express
in view of that. Thank you God. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you! One of
my ongoing struggles is to trust God in the midst of blessing. I know
that I'm dependant on Him, but I can often forget how helpless I am
when things go so well. I foolishly take my eyes off the source of all
good things and relax in myself. It is there that I fail, and I pray
that God would remind me of my dependence on Him just as much as I
need. I acknowledge my dependence on Him to make me dependant on Him.

I hope to post again soon, but don't promise anything. Life is more than blogs.