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Big Break (wednesday).

When I was on the beach this morning, I decided to flip through my bible. I didn’t know what page to turn to so I just kind of opened it up. I opened to 2nd Thessalonians and started to read. I ended up finding the perfect verse. You know when something just lines up so perfectly that you know it has to be a little gift from God? Well that verse was it for me. 

“May the Lord direct your hearts into God’s love and Christ perseverance” -2nd Thessalonians 3:5

It even has my word in it. Perseverance. After that little time on the beach I was feeling so filled with God’s love, peace, and excitement (If that’s possible). The morning session was wonderful. My grandma sent me a text with a verse from Romans 10:15. It says:

And how can anyone preach unless they are sent? As it is written: “How beautiful are the feet of those who bring good news!”



And with that, we were off to the beaches again. The conversations were all good, but the one that was the most special in my heart was the last one I had. I talked to a guy who was my age named Louis. He was full of love and energy and had conflicting thoughts about the meaning of life and God. We talked for a very long time and I was able to tell him the meaning of love and what it means to me. We discovered that love was almost impossible to define, but I told him that I thought Jesus was the best definition. When it was time for me to go, I told him to put him name in my notebook so that I could pray for him. When I looked back at my notebook, I saw that he wrote down his whole family. I will remember Louis forever. 

For dinner, we went as classes. Us freshmen went to a BBQ Pit called Sonny’s. It was fun to get closer to all of the people in my age group. The people at the U are such beautiful people.

After, we broke of into women and men’s time. Us girls started things of with Zumba. Now I’ve done Zumba at River Falls, but this was ALOT more fast paced! Oh my gosh. I could not keep up. But it was still fun either way. 

To end the night, us girls wrote down things we struggle with on a seashell that we brought. We paired up, walked along the beach, talked and prayed about it, and then threw it in the ocean. It was a beautiful thing. When we were finished, everyone gathered around the guitar and sang to our loving Father. 

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