I’m in Tennessee for Spring Break, visiting some extended family! Here a few things I have learned:
I’m very timid driving on mountainous, winding roads.
Long talks with Mamaw are the best. She is 99 and remembers everything. The only reason she would not is if she pretended to hear something you did not say loud enough.
My uncle Jesse is way cooler than the Uncle Jesse we all know from Full House. (I already knew that though, but I thought I should enlighten you all of that fact, too)
People here like to yell stuff out the car window… they’re awfully enthusiastic.
My papaw knows his Nascar better than anyone I have ever met.
Coca-Cola is like water here… it’s served to you whether you like it or not.
Seeing friends from home is a breath of fresh air (even fresher when in the mountains).
I don’t think anyonehere knows what “hungry” means. (My tummy might be mad at me by the end of the week)Pal’s milkshakes… nothing can compare to them. Dr. Enuf… makes me burp with every sip. Thank you, Insomnia cookies for the sweet treats and fun note.
UT has a pretty neat campus and Knoxville is so fun.. (shout out to my cousin and his girlfriend for an awesome weekend)My cousin, Chance, dangling from an old attic on a nature trail…This crazy, chaotic restaurant that gives you insults on hats. People pay to go there to have everyone be (humorously) rude. Quite the experience.Downtown Gatlinburg… stumbled upon a very very very talented bluegrass band…“Club Jump Jam” where you flip into foam pits, get hit by dodge balls, quickly run out of energy, and cannot get a good quality picture in because of the black light.. If you ever find yourself in Knoxville, I highly recommend visiting THE cutest place on earth… PUPPY ZONE!
Deers walk quickly and lightly and love leading you down trails… if you’re quiet. They might even pose for a picture for you 😉& finally, I was reminded that God is a beautiful, creative, and awesome designer.May we never lose the wonder.
I woke up and decided to play my new favorite song “God made girls” by Raelynn on repeat. I checked the weather and decided it would warm up enough to roll my jeans up into capris. Then I realized my legs were due for a shave. So… the obvious solution was to only shave half of my calf. I also realized I put on my underwear backwards, so that got fixed right before I walked out of my door. When I got outside, I decided my half shaved calf was cold so I rolled down my capris back into jeans… now my calf is half shaved for no reason… whatever. Life happens.
Lesson: Don’t be lazy when I shave and just shave like a normal lady. Being a girl is fun (even if shaving is on the to-do list).
I took my first sign language test!!!! I think I did really well. It’s my favorite class, I am in disbelief that I almost did not take it out of fear of failing it.
Lesson: BE FEARLESS. (It’s written 365 times in the Bible to not be afraid… I don’t think Jesus could be more clear)
After my classes were over, I came home and ate all of my carrots (with Publix hummus, of course) and had great conversation with my roomies while finishing my Microbiology assignments. YAY!
Lesson: Don’t wait until the day before something expires to eat it. Listen intently in conversations. Not procrastinating is nice.
Since God gifted me with the ability to stay up late, I really enjoy doing this outreach event with my campus ministry. We pass out free hot dogs and waters to people coming out of a popular bar late on Thursday nights. It’s an awesome time to just love the people on my campus and have fruitful conversations.
Funny story: A well-mannered freshman guy, who came from the bar, politely interrupted my conversation with a girl to tell me that I was really cute and that he wanted my number. I giggled/panicked/said thank you, but kept my number to myself. He was persistent, brave, and REALLY wanted my number. I could tell he really wanted it because he had his phone out and ready for me to type it in. I thanked him for being so direct and brave but said I would only add him on Facebook. He didn’t have a Facebook… I kind of panicked again and told him I am not big on giving out my number to guys the first time I meet them. He finally asked for my name (interesting order of his questions). I introduced myself, asked for his name, and inquired if he had met my friend next to me…who just so happens to be a guy (this was a “SAVE ME” tactic). My friend told this freshman guy that I was his girlfriend. SO, I have a fake boyfriend now. JUST IN TIME FOR VALENTINE’S DAY. But, this freshman guy got my fake boyfriend’s number and he might come to church with us on Sunday (which is awesome)… but this would mean we need to figure out if we should fake break-up or fake stay together. The plot thickens.
Lesson: Being single is fun. I’ve never had a fake boyfriend before. Go with the flow.
Lesson God taught me today: Celebrate my independence daily but live in complete dependency on the eternal God. Both independency and dependency are good if Christ is at the center.
My friend Sarah (in the picture with the horse) is studying abroad in Florence, ITALY & inspired me to blog… but she doesn’t know it.
Fun fact: I urban-dictionaried (yes, that is a verb I just created) synonyms for “newbie” and have no idea what this first post is going to be about.
There is beauty in the unknown, I think. I met a girl tonight who I genuinely enjoyed talking to. Her name is Samantha, but she goes by Sam. I just googled what her name means… hoping I could tie it in to whatever I am writing. It is the feminine version of Samuel (which means “God-heard) … and “-antha” is Greek and apparently means “flower”. If she were a flower, she would be a pleasant one. A brave one… like a rose. She came to my campus ministry’s event for her first time, all alone. To many, that may not seem like a big deal.
Yet, I find it intriguing. I don’t like going to very many things by myself.
For example, I’m looking for a new church in my college town. So I wanted to try out one on Sunday that a couple of my friends told me about. I was going to carpool with my good friend, Jenna. But, she texted me that she was sick and couldn’t make it.
Fun fact/Vulnerable moment: At first, I wanted to be selfish and upset that she couldn’t come with me. But, then thought to myself… if I were sick, I would want someone to take care of me. So, then I offered her a ride to the doctor. She politely declined and I proceeded to find out new church plans.
So, I texted one of the two guys that told me about this church and asked them what service they were going to (because I did not want to go alone). He told me they were going to 11 o’clock service. I checked the weather and put on my Sunday best. I was having a good hair day, too. Which made me happy. I looked up the address to this church and discovered it was in a warehouse. Different, I thought. But, kind of cool. I drove alone. Nervous, but excited. I listened to “The Way” FM on my way there. A lot of people make fun of that radio station… because they are known to repeat corny songs quite often.
Fun fact: I think I secretly like that radio station. It IS calming.
So I drove to this church and pulled into the parking lot. Which was… different, too. I was kind of sketched out by the warehouse parking lot, but immediately caught a glimpse of two warm welcoming smiles standing outside (the weather was perfect that day).
Despite seeing these smiles, I sat in my car… I was hoping to see my friends pull in so I could pretend like it was perfect timing. I would turn off my car, and walk up at the same time as my friends. I sat in my car waiting to see them for maybe 4 minutes and gave up on that small wish. I thought to myself… “Allie, you are 20 years old. You can walk into a church by yourself. It’s not weird. It’s not weird. It’s not weird. People will greet you. It will be fine. Walk inside, maybe your friends are already in there.”
So after this pep talk I gave to myself, I decided to walk in.
They were so friendly. I got complimented on my bag and was greeted by 4 people. One lady was so cute and sweet. She looked my age, but was married with one baby girl. (I hope I age like her). She had a cute southern accent because she is from Knoxville, TN (I wish I was from somewhere that gave me a cute accent). My mom is from TN, so I got excited. I was also excited because they gave me a free T-Shirt.
When I got to college, I heard that my favorite four-letter word would be free.
That is a true statement.
And this post is getting loooonnnggg.
My friends got there eventually. After I talked to the greeters, awkwardly walked around inside with a cup of water, fake-texted, and pretended to look for a seat… they finally walked in. I was relieved and happy to have people to sit by. The message was great, worship was amazing, and then we went out to get some yummy lunch afterwards.
Anyways, going to things on your own is TOUGH and AWKWARD sometimes. But, it usually means you are an independent person. Good things often come out of making independent decisions.
Last fun fact: I am becoming more and more independent lately. I drove EIGHT hours all alone to Georgia last weekend. I don’t like coffee very much… but I even got myself a vanilla latte to stay awake (super sweet, but still counts as coffee caffeine). So, yes, I felt sophisticated.
To further my independence and blossom like a flower (-antha)… I decided to blog. I don’t know what to blog about except for my life and funny thoughts. But I am honestly pretty proud of this post.
This is kind of fun. & my word count is about 900 right now. I have reached essay status… bye!
OOPS: One last thing… I just added “The Unknown” to my title and realized my URL is dearlylovedandKNOWN. Woah. Contradiction.
“The Unknown” I refer to in my title is about where God can take me with independent decisions.
I am dearly loved and KNOWN by Him.
To be loved is to be known & to be known is to be loved.