April Fools!

Well, I really don't have any April fool's day joke. Apparently a girl on my dorm is related to Barack Obama and is his second cousin, and she found this out on Facebook (a prank it is sending to more than one person so watch out). Youtube put everything upside down, and I am avoiding the guys dorms like the plague because who knows what will fall out of the windows or what horrible smell will be sneaking out from under the door!!
As I said before, the last two weeks have been rather interesting. You know when you work out really really really hard and have only been eating strictly healthy food for about a week? That night your body is screeeaming with aches, but you still feel good for excercising and you feel healthier and you know you'll be stronger for it.
Or how Eagle's teach their young to fly. They kick them out of the nest and then right before they hit the ground, the mom or dad eagle catches the baby on their back and carries them safely back to the nest.

Frustration has been hitting me rather hard the last week with some of the mentalities of college. I believe right now God has me in a time of singleness and preparation for the future. I'm open to a relationship if God wants me to be in one, just not holding my breath. However, every time I turn around, I'm hearing how to be a good wife, a supportive girlfriend, hearing my friend's plans for weddings or what their boyfriend told them. If I somehow make a whole day through without hearing SOMETHING about that, when I get home from work there are at least two couples sitting on benches outside my dorms acting all cute and in love and another couple standing at the bottom of the stairs that lead up to the girls' rooms.
Last week a guy ran into the campus coffee shop where I work and breathlessly asked for a plastic cup. He held up three flowers he had picked, daffodils and lilies.
It was cute, rather irritating, and made me feel whimsical.
"God, I know You are with me and have me in this season for a reason. But I just wish there was someone to pick ME flowers. Oh well. You are faithful and provide all things, so just take this 'need' of mine away."
Well, God's ways are not our ways. Three days later I was at a Hungarian Baptist fellowship/outreach potluck. It was after dinner and I was washing dishes. Ibi, the wife of the fellowships's pastor, saw me and was apparently shocked and thrilled that I would voluntarily wash dishes for her.
A few minutes later she walked up to me holding a bouquet of five red roses. She had taken the petals of roses to sprinkle on the tables but hadn't needed these for decoration.
"Since you blessed me so much, I want you to take these. Thanks for you help and blessings!" she said, handing me the flowers.

Anywayz. Just gonna throw that all out there. Hopefully it will encourage you if you are in a time in your life when you need assurances of God's goodness and faithfulness. Or it will tug on your heartstrings and recruit more prayer for yours truly. I'm actually really fine with either outcome. :-)

Happy spring!

~Princess Ouch~