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<h1 class="post-title"><a href="http://blogs.calbaptist.edu/lancerdiaries/2013/02/23/99-inspiration-1-perspiration/" rel="bookmark" title="99% Inspiration, 1% Perspiration">99% Inspiration, 1% Perspiration</a></h1>

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Posted by&nbsp;<a href="http://blogs.calbaptist.edu/lancerdiaries/author/audreyhanson/" title="Posts by audreyhanson" rel="author">audreyhanson</a>&nbsp;on&nbsp;Saturday, February 23rd 2013&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</div>

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<p>Do you ever experience complete inspiration from someone you come into contact with? Someone who makes you want to be a better person or strive for greater things?</p>
<p>This semester I am blessed with great inspiration.  One of the inspirations in my life right now is one of my professors at CBU.  He teaches two of the graphic design classes I have to take for my minor. Not only is he an excellent professor who knows what he is teaching, but he also incorporates the right ratio of teaching and inspiration.</p>
<p>Although CBU has many wonderful professors, it is a real treat to have someone who makes you want to learn, besides just helping you learn. Professor Steve Cox makes me want to soak up all the knowledge he has and go far with it.  Something that he stresses often is that no one wants anything mediocre.  No one wants 10 mediocre designs if you can have one great design. His encouragement is always to strive for excellence.</p>
<p>As much as I recall, I have never experienced anyone who pushed me to strive for excellence. I have always had my own personal motivation. It helped a lot that my parents were teachers at my school pretty much my whole life, so I had to stay accountable for keeping up in my academic life. Even in my spiritual life, I have motivated myself to seek God and be the best Christian I can be. Maybe my inspiration in the areas of my life came from a desire to be the best in everything, but I never have been so inspired to be the best I can be just for excellence’s sake.</p>
<p>I have been blessed to have support from family, sufficient money to live, people who encourage and teach me, and no disabilities. But I have seen people with huge disadvantages do amazing, great things. Sometimes I wonder if being normal and having life easier than most is a disability in itself. When things come easily, it might be more difficult to strive for excellence. We may think: “If I can do an average, mediocre job of something, why make it perfect? Why try to make it better?”</p>
<p>I just watched a video on YouTube of a man who weighed 275 pounds and could barely run 10 yards without stopping, because he could not breathe. His dream was to run the Boston Marathon to raise money for his niece who had cystic fibrosis. Although his obesity was a big hurdle, he strove for excellence, and now he is healthy. He has run 12 marathons in 2.5 years since he ran his first marathon, and he has raised money to fund research for cystic fibrosis.  You can watch the video on this link:</p>
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<p>It is inspiring to see people do great things and become better people. Strive for excellence and inspire others to do the same. Have a great week!</p>
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<h1 class="post-title"><a href="http://blogs.calbaptist.edu/lancerdiaries/2013/02/22/visits-and-perks/" rel="bookmark" title="Visits and Perks">Visits and Perks</a></h1>

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Posted by&nbsp;<a href="http://blogs.calbaptist.edu/lancerdiaries/author/aubreymacmillan/" title="Posts by aubreymacmillan" rel="author">aubreymacmillan</a>&nbsp;on&nbsp;Friday, February 22nd 2013&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</div>

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<p>Let’s take a moment to think back to high school. Oh, yes: the inconsistent friendships, the pretending, and the unbearably awkward social interactions. I’m immediately reminded of that one time that I was dropped by my dance partner and landed on my head in front of my entire team. Some stories like this will never be forgotten, but thank the Lord that for this period of time, the phrase “this too shall pass” rings true.</p>
<p>The average high school experience also includes a powerful fear of merging friends with your family. For whatever reason in high school, it is generally known that your family is exceedingly uncool. Having your family members present at any event with friends was considered sure-fire social suicide. We tended to use our time in high school to try and separate ourselves from the constant presence of our family and spend much more time with friends. That’s what is considered normal and acceptable, using high school logic, anyway.</p>
<p>Thankfully, this high school truth usually reverses in college. If you’re anything like me, and you decide to move hundreds of miles away from your hometown to attend a university, (a choice I would surely make all over again), your family suddenly becomes just about the best thing ever.</p>
<p>After high school, I began to develop a desire to introduce all of my friends to my family and keep them a part of my life. I no longer fill my parents in on my life’s events because I have to&#8211;now I really want to.</p>
<p>The times when I do get to see my family are so much more exciting, as it only happens every so often during a busy semester. This past weekend, my parents and brother drove down from northern California to visit. I couldn’t successfully contain my excitement as I heard their knock on my apartment door. Visits are now eagerly anticipated, as we get to catch up on life and I get to show them off to my friends.</p>
<p>When your family visits your university, you suddenly come up with thousands of possible things to show them. I always have way too many events placed on my agenda when my family visits, one of the first being a trip to Target to stock up on everything that I lack. Believe me, you never fully appreciate free deodorant until you have to get used to buying it yourself. When your parents buy things for you, like groceries and movie tickets and an off-campus dinner, it’s a marvelous treat. (Thanks, family!)</p>
<p>After the initial shopping spree and dinner out to Thai food, I was able to take my family to Laguna Beach, the giant antique shop downtown, and to my new church. I had such an amazing time that I can fully appreciate a separate world from my high school years. Showing my family all the things I have discovered at my new home and connecting them with my friends and their families is such a huge thrill.</p>
<p>College most certainly depletes the high school mentality and brings a new excitement for bridging two worlds together. I guess that’s one of the perks of growing up!</p>
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<h1 class="post-title"><a href="http://blogs.calbaptist.edu/lancerdiaries/2013/02/22/a-little-bit-of-this-a-little-bit-of-that/" rel="bookmark" title="A little bit of this, a little bit of that.">A little bit of this, a little bit of that.</a></h1>

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Posted by&nbsp;<a href="http://blogs.calbaptist.edu/lancerdiaries/author/abigailpless/" title="Posts by abigailpless" rel="author">abigailpless</a>&nbsp;on&nbsp;Friday, February 22nd 2013&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</div>

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<p>The choices at CBU seem bottomless. What do you choose?</p>
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<p><strong>Brisco’s vs. ADC</strong></p>
<p><strong> </strong>Food: one of the great loves of my life. I could practically be majoring in taste tasting considering the quality of the food we have. From Fresh N Fit to home-cooked classics, I love it all.</p>
<p>Brisco’s is probably one of my favorite places on this earth. The “grab and go” style suits the busy student life where we have 10 minutes to spare before our next class and just need a little nibble to keep our energy up. Between the three and sometimes four entrée choices, a wide spectrum is covered –from fresh sandwiches or burgers with specialty bread and soups to favorite Mexican or Asian dishes to fresh salads and wraps. Fresh fruit is always available as well as bagged chips, some sort of sweet like cookies or Jell-o, plus french fries or a specialized vegetable dish. Water bottles line the shelves in the refrigerators and a fountain soda machine sits next to a cappuccino maker, leaving no room for an unquenchable thirst. A cozy indoor eating area has plenty of work space for a late night study session plus comfy chairs and sofas. I frequent Brisco’s almost daily, sometimes swiping my card multiple times to stock up on water, fruit, or&#8211; let’s be honest&#8211; chips and cookies to keep me going throughout the day.</p>
<p><em>(My favorite Soup &amp; Sandwich: Rosemary foccacia bread, chipotle mayonnaise, turkey, lettuce, onion, salt &amp; pepper with cream of celery soup. My mouth is watering and I just ate…)</em></p>
<p>I have seen the inner-piglet work its way to the surface as a newbie walks into the ADC (seniors, faculty and graduate students are not immune, either), looking upon the glory that is the buffet. Every place you turn your gaze, some delicious dish is beckoning with a home-cooked aroma. Italian, Mexican or Asian, Southern style, pizza, and burgers and fries offer diversity almost daily, on top of the fully-stocked salad, fruit, soup, and dessert bars with occasional specialty choices as in Black History Month’s menu of fried chicken, macaroni and cheese, lemonade, and jambalaya. You want a specific type of drink? It’s there – teas, soda, coffee, juices, milk, frozen slushies – you name it, we’ve got it. It’s impossible to leave hungry, or without grabbing a handful of cookies on the way. Before I got to CBU, I told myself I would <em>not</em> gain the Freshman 15 and I didn’t – Freshman 20 all the way!</p>
<p><em>(Must-try: Two cookies of your choice placed in a bowl, heated in the microwave, with your choice of soft-serve ice cream in the middle. Top with whipped cream, sprinkles, nuts, or all of the above, and share with someone, or eat it completely on your own. Sharing is caring, right?)</em></p>
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<p><strong>Recreational Center vs. Intramural Sports</strong></p>
<p><strong> </strong>I grew up cheerleading for basketball and football and played softball for 11 years, so I am a thorough supporter of team sports. Recently though, I joined a gym and learned how to work out on my own without a team rallying me on. If I had to choose which I would prefer to do, I wouldn’t be able to. Either way alleviates stress and keeps the body active and healthy. Apart from our competitive sports, we have two easily-accessed means of athleticism.</p>
<p>Watching the Rec Center being assembled wall by wall for the past year and a half, I must say that I was afraid –out of sheer anxiousness and desire—that it would never open. It looked and sounded too good to be true; a floor-to-ceiling glass front wall, three stories, every machine you could ask for, several rooms for classes, and a multiple-courts basketball court. Little did I know that it also included an astro-turf soccer field <em>on top of the roof</em>, a twenty-foot rockclimbing wall, and racquetball courts. “Overwhelming” isn’t a sufficient word; I want to do it all. Classes are offered throughout the day including Cycling, Glutes &amp; Guts, and 20-20-20, led by experienced students interested in physical training or kinesiology. State of the art equipment lines the walls with plenty of physical trainers to give tips and advice to aid your workout.</p>
<p>(<em>Tip: reserve a racquetball court for you and a friend to challenge your agility, concentration, and coordination. The six-surfaced playing field gives a whole new meaning to “footwork.”)</em></p>
<p><em> </em>There’s nothing like playing a team sport. The bonds created and constant companionship contribute to a unified body of teamwork. I have to say, I haven’t ever been a part of an intramural sports league due to the fact my music schedule is pretty demanding, but I have seen plenty of games and had many friends be a part of these very popular activities. Football, basketball, volleyball, and soccer are some of the many rosters that beginners and all-state athletes can sign for.  Each team plays all the others, constantly working to get to the championships at the end of the season. Each team is student-led, sometimes consisting of a core of returners that invite worthy candidates to fill the open spots left on the roster, or most often, a group of friends decide they want to play for funsies or to hold the trophy at the end of the season as champions. The league generates a healthy competitiveness across the campus, uniting underclassmen and upperclassmen together over a sport each athlete enjoys.</p>
<p><em>(Remember: Football leads to the school-wide Fortuna Bowl, where the winners travel to Biola University for an inter-school championship. AND at Fortuna, the school brings in Chick-Fil-A or In-n-Out!)v</em></p>
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<h1 class="post-title"><a href="http://blogs.calbaptist.edu/lancerdiaries/2013/02/19/love-a-way-of-life/" rel="bookmark" title="Love: A Way of Life">Love: A Way of Life</a></h1>

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Posted by&nbsp;<a href="http://blogs.calbaptist.edu/lancerdiaries/author/abigailpless/" title="Posts by abigailpless" rel="author">abigailpless</a>&nbsp;on&nbsp;Tuesday, February 19th 2013&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</div>

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<p>Love is literally in the air and on the calendar, splashes of red and pink just about everywhere you turn your eye. Stores are flooded with customers searching for a fine chocolate for their own sweet or an expressive card to give to their loved one for Valentine’s Day. Love and friendship rules hearts at this time of year, as it has for generations and centuries before. I’m a typical 20 year-old-girl and fall for the sappy stories of couples throughout history like a child fawns over a small, furry puppy. Pathetic, I know, but love is what makes the world go around, right? Beyond the dream of a selfishly receiving love, the purest and sweetest of loves can be found. Growing up, I was privileged to have an incredible example of a true, biblical love.</p>
<p><strong>Jack and Claudine Pless.</strong> Two finer people, I have never known. My parents were high school sweethearts, having met at church and began dating at 15. Completely polar opposites, my dad was the 60s version of a jock – sporty, musical, and somewhat of a mild troublemaker, whereas my mother was the sweet, shy, Audrey Hepburn-esque beauty.</p>
<p>They got married two years after graduation at 19 years old and began to build a life together that would last until my mother’s unexpected death at 59 years old. My dad grew more in love with my mom as the years went by, building her a dream house, surprising her with vacations to the east coast, and countless hours of watching her shop for collectible antiques “just because.” He showered her with praise and affection as his beautiful bride and mother of three children.</p>
<p>My mom thrived off making a home for my dad, constantly showing her appreciation in different ways and respecting him for his provision for the family. She loved him for his outgoing and bubbly personality, as well as being a hard worker and provider for our family. From an early age, Dad suffered from kidney issues, which led to kidney failure, bringing about mild complications from his early twenties that increased to a dire need for a kidney transplant by 40. By the time I was born, my parents had endured a kidney transplant and were fighting kidney cancer.</p>
<p>My mom assumed the role of ultimate provider for our family, a constant care-giver for my dad and his medical needs, while still being a mother to a young toddler, a teenage girl, and a 20-year-old, newlywed son. For the rest of my dad’s life, he received a disability check for his inability to work anymore after his fight with kidney cancer, which paid for our house payment while my mom worked as a florist to earn enough to pay the rest of the bills. I watched as my mother sacrificed her well-being, scraped pennies together, and yet made an enjoyable life for me on less than 100 percent energy and health, all with an unhealthy husband who was in and out of the hospital. I don’t know how she did it, considering what she had to work with, but her faith and trust in God’s sovereignty set an example.</p>
<p>My dad regained some of his health as I approached teenage years, but Mom was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer and passed away the day after I turned 16. Dad lost the love of his life and truly missed her more each day until he passed away from a terrible infection last summer. The theme I saw in 16 out of 40 years of marriage was that love conquers all: sickness, struggle, joy, and memories of bliss. I am extremely thankful for the roles they both played in my life.</p>
<p>When I think of “love” in this romantic season of the year, my parents’ relationship is ever present in my mind. The constant sacrifice and dedication through troubled waters displays to me the meaning of a commitment, giving a firm understanding of love beyond the romance. It’s a challenge, but what if we gave everyone we know and met the same love that we so willingly accept at this time of year? True love isn’t <em>just</em> romantic or mushy-gushy; the self-sacrificial element of it should reign supreme. I think if we were to put our neighbor’s benefit above our own consistently as we are called to do, we could possibly see an overall improvement in the Body. I thoroughly enjoy a sweet love story just as much as the next person, but the sweetest of all love stories is between two people who unrelentingly give without expecting to receive. I don’t know about you, but I would much rather have <em>true</em> love than selfishness disguised as a mere figment of love.</p>
<p>Let our campus be the instigators of an attitude shift towards the day dedicated to love, and give to each other as my parents did: out of dedication, biblical principles, and responsibility for the others’ benefit. Let’s think of this on Valentine’s Day for the years to come, and possibly see love shown <em>every</em> day of the year&#8211; not just occasionally or on one designated day!</p>
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<h1 class="post-title"><a href="http://blogs.calbaptist.edu/lancerdiaries/2013/02/15/show-some-love/" rel="bookmark" title="Show Some Love">Show Some Love</a></h1>

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Posted by&nbsp;<a href="http://blogs.calbaptist.edu/lancerdiaries/author/audreyhanson/" title="Posts by audreyhanson" rel="author">audreyhanson</a>&nbsp;on&nbsp;Friday, February 15th 2013&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</div>

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<p>This week is Valentine’s Day! If you did not know that, you should climb out from under your rock.</p>
<p>If you are aware of it, you probably are going through some thought process about the holiday.  It seems like every year all the single people are rallying with their cry of “Valentine’s Day is the stupidest holiday ever!” and “I love being single forever!” All the couples are in a frenzy planning the best Valentine’s Day ever and cooking up delicious goodies for their loved ones.</p>
<p>A man came into my office at the Academic Resource Center this past week proclaiming that Valentine’s Day was the worst holiday and that he would never enjoy it, even if he had someone in the future. That made me sad because, frankly, I believe it is a wonderful holiday, whether I have someone to be with that day or not.  But someone who was also in my office at the time made a good point. She said that Valentine’s Day does not have to be about romantic love.  It can be a day where you focus especially on showing people love throughout the day.</p>
<p>While we should always show love to others, we can set aside special time and focus to showing others love on V-day. For example, my college group at church is having a “Heart Attack” event where we go to the homes of people in our church and fork their lawns. On the forks we are putting hearts with notes of encouragement and appreciation to uplift and bless the people that we “attack.” Not only is it a fun time to build relationships, but we get to show members of our church how much we love and appreciate them.</p>
<p>I found even more ideas for using Valentine’s Day to show love on this website: <a href="http://www.blogher.com/use-valentines-day-do-acts-kindness">www.blogher.com/use-valentines-day-do-acts-kindness</a>.</p>
<p>Some good ideas are to:</p>
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<li>Write a letter. It is always fun to receive handwritten mail from someone you love, and in the midst of a busy week it could be really uplifting. Consider writing one to someone who is having a rough time or who is alone on Valentine’s Day.</li>
<li>Give someone a call! Call that friend that you do not get to see very much anymore and you may have lost touch with. They may have been wanting to hear from you and gotten left behind in the busyness of life.</li>
<li>Do some Random Acts of Kindness. This week, from the 14<sup>th</sup>-20<sup>th</sup> is Random Acts of Kindess week! Some fun ideas are to Pay It Forward at Starbucks, or buy groceries for a family who is under the weather.</li>
<li>Bake! Baking is not only good for the soul, but fun to do! Utilize this cold weather to stay inside and get warm by the oven. Making food for someone is a good way to their hearts, and lots of good relationships are formed over the eating of food.</li>
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<p>I hope you all have a blessed Valentine’s Day. Love somebody!</p>
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<h1 class="post-title"><a href="http://blogs.calbaptist.edu/lancerdiaries/2013/02/15/the-mid-february-blues/" rel="bookmark" title="The Mid-February Blues">The Mid-February Blues</a></h1>

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<p>My friends, BEWARE. Mid-February is upon us, signifying the return of annual weeks of “give ups.”</p>
<p>College students all know what I am referring to. After the first of January, all of us are filled with passion and determination to maintain all of our New Year’s resolutions. As active, hopeful young adults, we truly believe for one fleeting moment that we will, in fact, get healthier, read more and stress less. Unfortunately, we all recognize the fact that many, if not all, of these resolutions do not last the year. By mid-February all resolve is forgotten, and many of us shrug it off saying, “Oh well, there’s always next year.”</p>
<p>Believe me, I understand the difficulties of keeping up New Year’s Resolutions as well as the next hopeful. I set high goals and am bummed when they are not fully met. Once classes settle into a comfortable routine, it is easy to scrape on by and neglect new priorities made early in the year. I believe, however, that if you want something to change in your life, there is no better time than the present to start working towards your goals.</p>
<p>Let this post be my encouragement to all of us students to return to our priorities and continue on this adventuresome quest of resolving to achieve our goals. It does not matter if we have perhaps missed the bar already. Let us start from scratch and work toward a more well-rounded and healthy lifestyle during this next year in our lives as students.</p>
<p>I’ll first cover a New Year’s Resolution that is popular on campus, especially among all of my English major comrades. This goal is to simply read more books for fun. This is vitally important to edify the spirit and enrich one’s repertoire. Reading at least one unassigned book every month or so adds to a richer college experience and gives students the ability to extend the learning experience outside the classroom.</p>
<p>My advice for keeping this resolution is to first start small. Too often I’ll reach for the books that weigh as much as a large brick and bring dense concepts as well as lofty style. The goal to finish it usually crashes and burns when I lay on my couch, get 10 pages in and snap it shut in angry exasperation. We have all been there. So, rather than experience this once more, I have decided to start with the books I typically refer to as “cotton candy.” These are the lighter works with lots of shelf-appeal that I pick up in a bookstore and easily devour in a matter of days. When you start small, it is easier to develop the habit of simply reading for the pleasure of gaining new insights.</p>
<p>A second, wildly popular new year resolution goal that usually ends abruptly is physical fitness. Oh, yes, I know that this is a hard one. This is the one in which I go to the gym once and try running on the elliptical. We all know what comes next. I tire after what feels like an hour but is actually just five minutes, then collapse on the floor groaning dejectedly as I become sore before even leaving the gym.</p>
<p>My advice for achieving a healthier lifestyle is pretty simple: find a buddy and make it a routine. We all need a little bit of accountability to form a more difficult habit. At California Baptist University, it is fairly easy to find someone to go to the Recreation Center with as it is a nice, brand new facility and offers a little something for everyone, athletic or not. Find a friend who will accompany you consistently, then develop the habit. Once you get used to going to the Recreation Center, find the exercise you enjoy, and choose to do that. To make the time fly, you can even bring a book to read as you run on the treadmill or cycle. (See what I did there? Merging goals is the way to go!) Once one habit is formed, other adjustments will soon follow, developing into a healthier lifestyle than ever before.</p>
<p>As always, I must emphasize that in order to maintain a well rounded, driven life. It is important to stop and smell the roses as they grow. Always find time to meet someone new, invest in an old friend, drink some coffee and be amazed at God. As you budget your time and fit in all your new habits, remember to enjoy life, embrace opportunities, and serve the Lord in all you do.</p>
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<h1 class="post-title"><a href="http://blogs.calbaptist.edu/lancerdiaries/2013/02/09/dont-worry-about-tomorrow/" rel="bookmark" title="Don&#8217;t Worry About Tomorrow">Don&#8217;t Worry About Tomorrow</a></h1>

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Posted by&nbsp;<a href="http://blogs.calbaptist.edu/lancerdiaries/author/abigailpless/" title="Posts by abigailpless" rel="author">abigailpless</a>&nbsp;on&nbsp;Saturday, February 9th 2013&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</div>

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<p>At this point in the semester, I’m literally forgetting what week I’m in. I use progress points like choir, Sunday concerts and piano lessons to gauge what time of the week it is. Recently, though, all of these things seem to be blending together. I can hardly finish eating dinner one night before I realize the sun is rising on tomorrow. I check off and add new things to my “Abber-Do List,” constantly thinking ahead and encouraging myself to finish the day productively so that I may be completely prepared for the next one. Then, of course, there are the responsibilities and goals I have for the week, month and year. Am I the only one suffering from this perpetual somersault of stress and constant worry? It’s amazing to see how the swinging pendulum of responsibility can rule each moment of my life if I’m not careful to take time to enjoy the now.</p>
<p>We started a song in University Choir and Orchestra called <em>Don’t Worry About Tomorrow </em>that we all were a little amused by because it is drastically different than our normal contemporary Christian music style. With the violins plucking chords, the bass grooving a simple line and the drums sitting back on the beat, the biblical message was painted in a reggae tone. Our director even went as far to call the song “unsophisticated” in comparison to our usual repertoire’s spirituality, but after performing it for the first time in concert this last weekend, I enjoyed it far more than I expected to. The repetition of phrases about the lavish sustainability of nature by God’s hand and His everyday provision began to write themselves on my heart. I actually began to question myself over a song I sing a few times a week: why worry about the things to come instead of enjoying the moments of the present?</p>
<p>The song’s text comes straight out of Matthew 6 as Jesus gave His Sermon on the Mount. The picture of the birds of the air—they neither reap nor sow, and they do not fall to the ground without the Father knowing—gives me the exact understanding of what it means to have faith. And even greater still, how much more will God provide for those who love him! The Creator of the universe, who rose man from dirt and spoke the stars into existence, knows what we need before we ask it of him. He provides little old me, Abigail from Modesto, with the “living bread” that will sustain me for the entire day. The song repeats, ”Let tomorrow worry about itself,” and to me, a college student with a million responsibilities, that appears to be nearly impossible. Biblically, it is so full of truth. The meaning of that simple song has caused me to be aware of what is happening in this moment, because the beauty of what I have been given today is so easily tarnished by the frets of tomorrow.</p>
<p>The concept is definitely easier said than done, but the final unsophisticated and elementary idea of <em>Don’t Worry About Tomorrow </em>strikes my heart and rings true…</p>
<p>Live today – don’t worry about the rest.</p>
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<h1 class="post-title"><a href="http://blogs.calbaptist.edu/lancerdiaries/2013/02/06/dreams-details-and-bigfoot/" rel="bookmark" title="Dreams, Details, and Bigfoot">Dreams, Details, and Bigfoot</a></h1>

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Posted by&nbsp;<a href="http://blogs.calbaptist.edu/lancerdiaries/author/aubreymacmillan/" title="Posts by aubreymacmillan" rel="author">aubreymacmillan</a>&nbsp;on&nbsp;Wednesday, February 6th 2013&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</div>

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<p>Time seems to be a temperamental character in my life. It goes quickly one season, entirely too slowly the next and then it switches tempo over the course of a single weekend. God must have designed our perception of time this way to serve a certain purpose. Changes in time throughout each experience reveals much about the way we handle events and what we view as important. As always, each week that passes teaches me to embrace each and every moment and even enjoy any little oddity that comes my way.</p>
<p>To illustrate what I mean by oddities and scattered occurrences, I will briefly explain my current dream situation. Lately, I have been having vivid dreams.</p>
<p>One such subconscious adventure included a camping trip with my family and a few friends from high school. We were in the wilderness of the Deep South, surrounded by swamp creatures and traveling circus performers. Each night, the performers at the campground provided entertainment for us, incorporating different swamp animals in their act. One evening, the lead actor announced his upcoming stunt featuring the largest, strongest and most mysterious creature in the entire swamp: the ever-elusive Bigfoot.</p>
<p>The details of my dream are fuzzy at this point, and I cannot remember the majority of what occurred after the show with the Sasquatch. I woke up just as my family and I finally made it to a different portion of the campground after avoiding capture with the help of an unusually friendly ‘squatch. I have no idea how we got there or what happened, but I most definitely wish I could have remembered our survival tactics so I could use these necessary skills in future camping trips that may go awry. After all, you never know when you will need to befriend or avoid a Bigfoot.</p>
<p>I will admit that this is not the strangest dream I have ever had (oddly enough), but this one did cause me to be reminded of how important it is to observe and cherish details in life.</p>
<p>Here, amidst the constant happenings of the college lifestyle, time moves by in scattered increments. It is easy to look at just the general picture and miss out on the details that pass you by. In between class, Woo Week, rock climbing at the new Recreational Center and coffee shops, I constantly fall into the mistake of living deadline to deadline and missing a few stops in between. This is why I constantly note the importance of building relationships both on and off campus, especially with fellow students and those in leadership. Once I stop whatever I am doing and break routine for a moment, I immediately see twice as much beauty than I had before. Conversations with a trusted resident advisor, reuniting with an old First-Year Orientation and Christian University Success Leader or simply conversing with someone new helps to open yourself up to new possibilities and enjoy the journey all students go through at California Baptist University. We surely are here for each other, and we should enjoy this unique time of fellowship as we strive to earn a well-rounded education.</p>
<p>As Christ lived a life aware of others and keen to advance the kingdom of God, so we as believers should do what it takes to observe life. Relationships, worship and service opportunities are all around, and it is a shame to miss out on any because of too much focus on routine. The time will come where we look back on life at CBU and think fondly on our friends and adventures, rather than that one paper you stressed over for a while. It is the details that we will remember; so let us embrace them now. After all, if the (unlikely) time comes where we all must learn to befriend a Bigfoot, the details are what we will want to remember.</p>
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<h1 class="post-title"><a href="http://blogs.calbaptist.edu/lancerdiaries/2013/02/05/becoming-part-of-the-body/" rel="bookmark" title="Becoming Part of the Body">Becoming Part of the Body</a></h1>

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<p>Finding a home church can be difficult in college. It can be hard to find one that suits the church personality you are used to, that correlates with your beliefs, is close to where you live and allows you to be actively involved.</p>
<p>When I was a freshman, I would go to different churches to see which ones fit what I was used to.  Back home, my church serves between 80 to100 people a week. Everyone knows everyone; we are a family.  It was a great church to grow up in as the worship pastor’s daughter.  However, it was rough coming to a large city where there are so many options and different kinds of churches to choose from.</p>
<p>Not only that, but as a pastor’s kid, I was always at the church.  If it was not youth group, it was worship team practice. If it was not worship practice, it was Vacation Bible School.  If it was not VBS, it was “Clean-the-Church-Saturday.” You get the picture.  It was never a hard task to find a way to serve at our home church as my parents volunteered my brother and sisters and me for everything.</p>
<p>Coming to churches in the Riverside area was a different story. In order to get involved I had to be intentional in seeking out ways to be actively involved in the church body. It was even more difficult because there was the small matter of having school, homework, projects and also attempting to find consistent transportation to get to church activities.</p>
<p>However, about two years ago, I started attending CrossPointe Community Church in Fontana with a few friends.  For some reason, this church just clicked. I did not know very many people but I was intentional about getting to know people at the church. This past summer I lived in Fontana, and one of the main reasons I wanted to stay in Southern California for the summer was so I could build deeper relationships with people at the church and serve more frequently.</p>
<p>Since that time, I have become involved in many ministries at church, and I feel comfortable calling it my “home church”.  I participate in the worship team regularly, the children’s ministry, the church’s computer ministry, the youth group ministry, and I attend the college group. God has also blessed me so that I have been able to get to know people in the senior adult ministries and other ministries throughout the church.</p>
<p>I feel as if God has grown me in order to help me learn how to build solid relationships and make church a genuine thing for me.  Because it did not come easy for me like it was when I was younger, I have to be more intentional about how I deal with people and grow with people. It has been such a blessing.</p>
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<h1 class="post-title"><a href="http://blogs.calbaptist.edu/lancerdiaries/2013/02/01/1-1-bffs/" rel="bookmark" title="1 + 1 = BFFs">1 + 1 = BFFs</a></h1>

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<p>What you’re about to read may be slightly haphazard, with thoughts flowing into other thoughts without finishing the first and with no chronological order, but my brain just can’t make any sense of this. But first, a little history.</p>
<p>Coming to college, I had no idea what to expect. My family doesn’t have a whole long line of college graduates—or attendees for that matter, so I really didn’t know what my college career was going to look like. I came to school with Carley, my childhood best friend of 15 years, deciding not to live together for obvious reasons (which included still wanting to be friends by the time college was over with fully intact bodies), but we did end up in the same building as each other. She met a nice girl at a “Get to Know CBUers in Your Area” dinner in our hometown and decided that night to sign up to be roommates. On move-in day, Carley’s roommate Kylie and I exchanged the traditional how-do-you-do’s and went about our business. With freshman orientation coming up and positively not knowing anyone except Carley and Kylie, we stuck together like lint to corduroy pants. In the middle of orientation, Kylie and I had a private conversation about our lives, our backgrounds, and future dreams, and from that point, I literally knew my life would never progress from dawn to dusk without including her.</p>
<p>Is it weird? To you – maybe. To us – absolutely not.</p>
<p>I’ve read books, seen countless movies, even heard stories of best friends, bosom friends, kindred spirits – whatever you want to call them, but Kylie and I can’t compare our friendship to them. The closest thing we can think of to sum up our friendship is sisterhood. I can hardly put into sufficient words the kind of relationship we have. From freshman orientation on, we were inseparable. Every day, without question, we had meals together, random late-night escapades to In-n-Out or McDonald’s, countless thought-provoking conversations, and more laughs than I had ever experienced in my entire life. We each knew the other better than ourselves, could read any emotion or mood with one flash of it across the face, practiced how to push the other’s buttons, and imagined the course of each other’s lives. The whole beginning of our friendship was the happiest we had both been in years, experiencing joy beyond words and knowing that what we were building would last a lifetime.</p>
<p>That summer, after shooting hoops at Kylie’s house (more like her shooting hoops, and me rebounding for her since I am completely uncoordinated at basketball), we sat on the pavement and talked until the wee hours of the morning – about God and faith, who we were and were becoming, and just marveling at the coincidental (actually, more like providential) nature of our friendship. Kylie asked me, “Abigail, why is it we are from the same hometown and my family knows your family? We are so incredibly close – why do all these things line up?” As if I already knew the answer, I replied, “Because I feel like something is going to happen and I’m really going to need you there.” We both pondered the idea, and within a matter of minutes, we were on to the next subject—just like we always did.</p>
<p>Months flew by—full of surprises, boys, jobs, as well as incredible difficulties like any other friendship or relationship, but the bond between us grew stronger even as we began to loosen the chokehold grip we had on each other. Our schedules grew packed with obligations and responsibilities and priorities, and our friendship merged from happy-go-lucky-don’t-leave-without-me friends to I-will-be-here-when-you-get-home sisters. The Christmas after our profound “Why?” conversation, my dad became fatally sick with a blood clot that lead to infections, which eventually took his life seven months later. Since I had no mother or father, you can imagine the role Kylie and her sweet mother took on. As Kylie grieved over the sickness and loss of her own adopted father, she consoled me in my oblivion and numbness more than anyone else possibly could. She gave me a tongue when I couldn’t speak, feet when I lacked motivation, and a heart of flesh when mine turned to stone. How? God provided her with the strength I suppose; there is no other explanation for it. Months after Dad’s death, I recalled the almost-forgotten conversation with her and we shared a laugh over the amazing sovereignty of God’s plan. Funnier still (at least to us), I moved into Kylie’s sister’s old bedroom in her home in Modesto this last summer and adopted her mother as a mother figure in my life. We figured that it was more convenient that way; we didn’t have to go any further than step over her old, wizened dog that laid guard outside of our rooms to talk to each other. We also live together here at CBU—separate rooms of course, so we don’t lose nights of sleep to unexpected and in-depth conversations or pull each other’s hair out in frustration. We decided that even with the many events in life we had already shared together, there was nothing more that we wanted than to live life next to other as sisters in every season.</p>
<p>Each day, I feel like Kylie and I grow and change into different people from when we first met, but the tears, words of consolation, shared and discovered dreams, and the everyday presence we feel continues to confirm the fact that our friendship is real – that it’s not something we have imagined ourselves or controlled, nor could we if we had tried. Even with most emotions and thoughts unspoken, time spent apart, and the priority of other friends, there is no other earthly friendship we can think of that compares to the overwhelming bond-beyond-blood we share.</p>
<p>Kylie tells me often that she had prayed fervently for a best friend since her parents divorced when she was 12. I had no idea I needed a friend like her until we met. Praise God for knowing just what we both needed!</p>
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