Posted February 23, 2010
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Greetings from Steubenville!
I probably don't need to tell you, but the snow came. And it is still coming. I hope you've been making some memories. The snow tends to bring out the natural creativity of the students. Whether its waging snowball wars or sculpting snow people, snow offers something for everyone. I wish I had a picture for you, but my friend Kyle produced a life-size narwhal (the first instinct when guys see 4-foot long icicles) in his front yard. Last Friday night I went sledding for the first time on campus with some great friends. We went to a hill behind St. Louis-Elizabeth dorm, put on plastic bags, and threw our bodies down the slope. It was a blast. Another highlight of this past week was spending time with my sister, who is a pre-Nursing major, and studies a lot. We spent most of Valentine's Day together and decorated cookies. Oh, and a shout out to all the Scanlan Scholars who visited this past weekend! It was good to see you around campus!
Last week I began writing a short story about a modern man who documents suicides for a living, and is fascinated with death. Don't know how that one's going to end up. But I just ran with the idea, probably because I've also been reading “Night” by Elie Wiesel. It is one of the most widely-read accounts of a holocaust-survivor, and many of you are probably familiar with it. Reading such an objective account of a horrific event has to lead to reflection on the direction of mankind. Where would we be without the hope of Christ? We can't rely on the economy, on our political leaders, on the weather, on our own emotions to lead us rightly. But we can rely on Christ. I am so blessed to be reading the account at a school that proclaims Christ as our one true hope.
This week I'll be signing up to take the GRE's, which are basically the SAT's to get into grad-school. I have to admit that I'm excited to test my knowledge. I don't know what I'll be doing next year, but I want to have the option of doing graduate studies probably the year after. This coming year I can't wait to see what God has in store for me. I plan on pursuing writing at home, whether prose or poetry or music, and just continuing to learn even outside of school. The only thing I know I want to do next year is live well. That is something that no whim can change, no noise can drown out. I could change my job time and again, and even go for a while without one, but I know that I want to live well, to be a servant wherever I am.
Peace and goodness,