Room 218 changed me for the Better
The blog I said I was going to write at the beginning of the semester, boy was I wrong. At least I have finally gotten around to it. Four months ago I unloaded my entire life into a 16’ by 9’ room and had no idea how to deal with it. I was scared, anxious, excited and ready to start a new journey, but I was not sure how to go about doing so. I knew I needed to rely on God to get me through it. And now, today, as I say goodbye to room 218 and Columbia Hall for five or so weeks, I am able to look back and see a tremendous growth in myself. Not only as an 18 year old college student, but as a follower of Jesus Christ. The first weekend was miserable. I called my friends from home hundreds of times and would constantly FaceTime my parents. The thoughts going through my head were words from Satan; telling me I couldn’t do it and would end up leaving and going home. Although I would have never admitted that then. I ...