His Presence

I had a moment the other day where I sat in my car reminiscing about a few years ago. I thought back to my years at DBU.

I kind of like to think of it as the time I learned the "blessings of brokenness." My time at DBU was so rewarding, but so incredibly difficult. I am not sure if it my trying to impress or fool certain people or if it was just the fact that I was SO ready to be done with college, but either way, I did not take full advantage of my time there. I never truly took the time or energy to be still and to appreciate DBU for what it has to offer.

That is where my thoughts went: I thought about how even though I give my alma mater a hard time (not because it isn't a GREAT school, but because of the personal struggles I went through while I was there), it really is an amazing place. I thought about how when you walk on that campus, you can feel Jesus Christ. You can feel Him in everything. It is incredible.

Sitting in my car, my thoughts of memories began to turn into regrets. I regret not appreciating the beauty of it more while I was there. I regret being resentful for things that were mostly self-inflicted (hey, who is NOT a glutton for punishment?!). I regret carrying pain and burdens that I should have let go of long ago. I regret graduating as quickly as possible. I regret not giving DBU its due credit.

So, anyway, I am humbled to be able to say all of this... It's hard to admit my mistakes and regrets, but I want to make this admission. On the record, I love DBU and its purpose. Absolutely love it.

That is all.