Oh the many adventures of college life! This past week has been very eventful and lovely. A few nights ago the RAs in our area put on a little BBQ thingy for all of us residents. This was the poster they put up. It made me laugh.
This is what we college kids live for. :D
I had the great opportunity to go with Saedee Lou to see Annie at the Emma Eccles Theater Friday night. It was very good! I almost cried a little bit when Mr. Warbucks was singing about how much he loved Annie because I started to think of my own father. Then I realized he's not that cheesy and the tears promptly dried up. I'm grateful that my dad isn't like that. And that he has hair. I'm a little disappointed that he's not a billionaire, but I love him anyways.
Here's me and Saedee at the theater!
The view of one of the walls at the theater. 'Tis lovely and very artistic. Except I don't understand the faces that are always on old theater walls. It's really kind of creepy. What's the point? It's like they're watching you, making sure you pay attention to the show. Maybe there are phantoms inside of the faces that rule the theater. You know, like in Phantom of the Opera. I think that's what it is. Only maybe these ones are less violent and don't kill people, because I haven't heard any news about strange deaths or threatening notes...yet.
The next night Saedee and I ventured down to the hockey rink to watch USU kill BYU. BYU is just having a rough season in all of their sports. Their football team is kind of...well...not doing as well as they did last season. Plus our hockey team slaughtered them last night. Poor little guys. The one true school is having some issues.
I was rather disappointed in our sportsmanship, though. One of the chants was "He shoots! He scores! Hey, Jessie! You suck!" They were yelling it at the goalie. It was kind of funny at first, but then they over did it. I started to feel really bad for the goalie. So we left. I decided that hockey may not be my sport after all. Oh well. I'll just go in search of another one.
So, I decided that I like to see the end of things from the beginning. Like, I almost have to know the outcome before I venture forth and do the activity. It's a problem, especially now that life has become more challenging and there are so many different roads I could take. But in Institute or something spiritual there was a story about Joseph Smith Sr. that let me know I need to have faith one step at a time. It goes something like this:
Joseph Smith Sr. was having a hard time moving forward with faith. He wanted to know the outcome of a situation before he went through with it. He then had a dream that he stood in front of a brick wall that was so long on either side that he couldn't see the end and so tall that he couldn't find the top. He knew he had to get to the other side, but didn't know how. It was then that he heard a voice that told him to take a step towards the wall. He refused and said that the wall was in his way. The voice repeated the instruction, so Joseph acted. As he took a step, the wall moved. This continued to happen; with every step Joseph took, the wall moved.
The lesson here is to move forward with faith. I feel like the Lord has been trying to get this lesson into my head and heart for a while now. I finally realized it last week, though. I hope that I can keep remembering to move forward with faith and trust that all will work out.
