Good Morning America
Another decade is upon us and we all watch in anticipation as to what this New Year will bring. My friends are getting married, having a child, going to graduate school, continuing to work, etc. I will be turning 23, traveling to Europe, and starting a new job. I am hopeful that 2020 is full of a little less loss and grief & can be a place where I find myself in a deeper company of the Lord. Happy New Year my sweet friends!
Dog days are over
My internship in the U.S. Senate was completed and we all got together to celebrate the closing of this chapter (missing Carter & Rachael). Every day that I went to work in the Russell Senate Office Building, I still couldn’t wrap my head around the fact that I was privileged to work in such a place. I grew daily as a person as I learned more about our government, U.S. and world history, and the fundamental ideals that drive a successful nation. Forever am I grateful to have supported the state of Texas and its 22 million constituents in strengthening the economy, Constitutional values, and daily life.
On the road again
I drove my car down from MD to FL because of who I am as a person but also for the principle. There are many benefits of my cross-country drive, you see. I stopped in Jacksonville to hang with my tag team Lindsey and Father Philip; and then again to see Lindsey, Rachel, and Trish on my way back. Also, I had the freedom to escape to see Jesus in the adoration chapel while at home. My drive also included Margaret, Carol, Teresa & Baby K (3 months to go!). Then, as if my introverted self didn’t have enough, I stopped in North Carolina to see my uncle’s family & my grandmother. Goodness, I am so thankful that I was able to make all of these visits happen because it looks a lot different now that I am up north and not around.
Nitty Gritty
As a means to try to make this blog somewhat more informative, I will try to start incorporating lessons that I have learned through my experiences detailed here. Patience!
Surrender [suh- ren- der]:
to give oneself up, submit, or yield. A break free from the separate ego ‘I’.
There is a point in every human life that is faced with suffering, hardship, or sorrow. Humanity entails this, as we are creatures of the earth. Recently, I have been questioning the fairness in suffering. Is it fair that some suffer more than others? We were never promised fairness. We were promised eternal life if we pick up our cross and carry it well with whole-hearted faithfulness. We must surrender the things that we cannot change, and submit our suffering to the Lord’s suffering. Where can this be done? The holy sacrifice of the Mass. My friends, let us rejoice in eternal banquet. I have slacked off with daily mass this fall because we weren’t exactly permitted to leave during lunch time. If you’re in the same situation, let me know and we will make a plan to wake up an hour earlier to attend morning mass. May we all constantly resubmit ourselves to God!
Also, I got a new job! I will be starting on Jan. 6 at a lobbyist firm in D.C. and I cannot appropriately express my gratitude.
Blessings and prayers for each of you that have entered into life with me. I love you a whole lot. :)
Ad Majorem Dei Gloriam | Go Gators
