Thursday, September 9, 2010

Senior Year

I just spent a little time perusing my old journal from my senior year. Boy, was that a roller coaster of emotions! And boy, am I glad to be here instead of there!

Senior year was a time of hanging out with many and getting close to very few.
Senior year was a time when a younger guy followed me around vowing his love and breaking my heart because of his immoral ways.
Senior year was a time of studying hard, competing well, and coming out second by a few tenths of a point.
Senior year was a time to share being drum major, a time to lead the band and love that.
Senior year was a year of dancing and singing in show choir.
Senior year was a time for me to shine as a 15-year student of my ballet teacher.
Senior year was so full of relational disappointments and miscommunications!
Senior year was also full of sweet moments with God recorded in my journal.
Senior year was a time of babysitting and learning a little bit about how to care for kids.
Senior year was a time of falling in love with a college named Covenant and crashing to despair when the money didn't come for me to go there.
Senior year was a time of travel--to New York to sing in Carnegie Hall and to Ann Arbor to compete with Future Problem Solvers.
Senior year was the end of all that I new well but also the almost-beginning of a very welcome unknown.
Senior year was a time of growth, good, solid, hard growth.

And to leave you with something a little more worthwhile, here's a poem I wrote during senior year.
Comments of James On His Half-brother Jesus
If you think your family is odd
My brother thinks he is the Son of God!
Right now he's teaching in the market place
With a holier-that-thou look upon his face.
What right has he to make us feel 
As if our religion is not even real?
There he goes, disgracing our family again,
By Sabbath day healing and forgiving of sin!
And now, God help us, he's gotten arrested.
As if our patience had not already been tested!
But wait!
This wasn't meant to be!
That is my brother dying on that tree.
If he were who he said he was,
Wouldn't the angels save him from above?
In the darkness I hear my mother crying.
That was her son who forgave us all while dying.
Days have passed and confusion carries on.
Was his Way right? Is our way wrong?
But now--is it a dream?--I see him standing there!
Not a dream! It's an answer to a prayer!
I behold his face, I see his scars.
Oh, my Jesus, I finally realize who You are.

This post is in conjunction with a history-recording summer-long party over at Mommy's Piggy Tales. We're writing about one memory from a particular year of our lives each Thursday until September 16. Here is my walk down memory lane so far:

Second Grade: Wendy and Me
Third Grade: I'll Never Cheat Again
Fourth Grade: SURE Thing
Fifth Grade: The Pageants
Sixth Grade: Dynamite Lines
Seventh Grade: The Year That...
Eighth Grade: Relationship with Jesus
Ninth Grade: Futile and Pursue
Tenth Grade: The Car

Memory lane is definitely a place I love that brings me great joy! 
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  1. Beautiful picture, beautiful poem. I can't believe this is right before I met you! We were such babies...

  2. Thank you for visiting my blog. You have a beautiful family and you are a very beautiful woman... and I am talking about your innards :-)

    May God bless you and keep you!
    Grandma Patty Ann

  3. Great poem! I can't believe you sang at Carnegie Hall--blows my mind! (I'd love to read more about that.) Great post!

  4. I think senior year is a roller coaster of emotions for everybody. I actually got married when I would have been a senior (long story I guess). I love this record your youth thing, I may have to get in on that sometime.

  5. What a beautiful poem! And you look absolutely lovely!

    Thank you for sharing your story and your faith.

  6. Sounds like you had a busy senior year! What a great way to finish up your high school career though...

  7. I didn't know about the funds not originally coming through for Covenant. Praise the Lord that He paved the way for you to come. My Covenant experience is much richer because of it. I miss you roomie. I miss those times. I love your new family pics.

  8. Wow! I really enjoyed your poem. I know you said you have a poem book on blurb and I see your talent in that area.

    Miscommunications...oh yes, and the emotions oh my!

    Thanks for always sharing from the heart on these posts and being faithful Olivia!

  9. It was a roller coaster of emotions that year! Thanks for sharing!

  10. How beautiful is your senior picture???

  11. Sounds like it was a great year! Thanks for linking up last week for Friday Favorites!