I didn't think I would end up making friends here in North Dakota. I felt like three weeks was a pretty good effort and that I was probably gonna be a hermit. I was okay with this. As I was walking through campus one day, there was some sort of fair happening outside of Memorial Union, but I was in a hurry and had no time to gander at the little booths set up. As I walked through and passed these booths, I got tapped on the shoulder by a guy wanting me to fill out a "short" survey. He said it would take 30 seconds. I figured having my roommate wait an extra 30 seconds wasn't THAT big of a deal so I grabbed a survey card and began to fill it out. The group was called "H2O". Cheesy, I know. My thoughts exactly. On the survey were questions such as (on a scale of one to five): How much would you be willing to do a bible study? What would you rate your priorities? How interested are you in serving?
I quickly answered these questions and provided them my name and phone number. Over the course of the next few days I noticed some missed calls. I never call back unknown numbers. Never. But, I was venturing on my long 5 mile walk back home from class and decided I might as well see who has been trying to get a hold of me. Laura. Laura wanted to set up a meeting and discuss the H20 organization. I tried to act enthusiastic, but it just didn't sound appealing to meet up with someone I didn't know to talk about a group called H20. I set up a meeting, but forgot my roommate's schedule and had no ride to make it to the meeting. I also lost my cellphone and had no way of rescheduling. Later on, I found my phone and saw a text from Laura.
'Are we still on for 12 at Stomping Grounds?'
I felt so bad. I had to apologize. She then proceeded to invite me to a "get to know" bonfire. This sounded just as "exciting" as the meeting did, but I said yes. I never say yes to things like this. Laura picked me up from my apartment and brought me to a house on Hamline St. Apparently this group was an international group. Long story short, I had a great time and was invited to a cabin on a lake the next day in Minnesota. Turns out not a single person I knew was going on that trip and I got picked up by two girls I didn't know. They were AWESOME.
All this to say, I had given up, but the Lord provided for me, once again. I have no reason whatsoever to fuss and pout about anything. I'm so worthless. But God acts as if I'm worth something. Why? I don't know. But I'm grateful.
Also, my classes here have been great. The unfortunate part is that I have an uncontrollable desire to go to Greece. I physically react to the mention of Greece. I get way too excited. My legs start to shake, my stomach drops, and my head feels light. I look up airline tickets, Eu Pair positions, and all the likeness DAILY. I need to control these emotions and reactions :)
