Woot

[insert self important voice here] So I haven't updated much at all lately.  Unfortunately, when you have an awesome life, you can't even properly order it so that you can make posting on your blog a priority. 

Hah, that's a lie.  Priorities are made just like choices are.

What's really true is that I've prioritized other things in my life, and that I look forward to changing my priorities at some point. I've been living in Illinois for the past five weeks at the University of Illinois, and oh gosh it's been the good life I tell you.

I don't often have extra time, but whenever I do, I get to do fun things like have great phone conversations with friends, write romantic letters to this cool guy I know, bask in the life of praying at least an hour and a half a day, the works, ya know. I'm currently training to be a Catholic missionary for FOCUS, the Fellowship of Catholic University Students. The experience is exhilarating to say the least, and I'm learning things about myself that I have never been able to figure out just by living here for five weeks.

Blah blah words.

Going to bed, good night.

~Esa Cita

P.S. An example of what every morning is like for me.

GLOA

You know you're a global affairs major when....

Your new job description is written to include the international community.

:)

~Esa Cita

Complaining

Sometimes, you just wanna complain your afternoon away.

You stayed up really late last night taking care of that fiscal responsibility, and as a result want to start blabbing about that terrible headache you received from the torture.

Maybe you could complain that you have too much work to do for the rest of your life as an adult, and that this is on a dreadfully tight schedule.

Maybe you could complain about the fact that you lost your appetite and that people don't know how to give directions.

Maybe you could complain about your pillow's lack of puffiness, about the fact that two 3-4 hour classes a day are tons of important information to process, or about the fact that you decided to stop complaining for five weeks...and that it's difficult.

Maybe, you could complain about how sometimes you don't spell your own name correctly in cursive. (An awkward reality for..some people)

Sometimes, you just wanna complain.

The sad thing is this:

You forget that you're good-looking, you forget that you're charming.  You forget that you're among the wealthiest persons that ever existed in the history of the world.  Please see George Mason economics professors for details.

Most importantly,you forget that you not only know who you are, but you know where you came from.  You forget that you're just a small part of history...a part where the love story ended happily ever after, a story that already has been won,

So, yes. You have a hilarious life.

Sometimes guys that you have a crush on write articles promoting your ridiculousness.

 Sometimes, they even join you in your ridiculousness if they have a crush on you too.

You go on cool roadtrips,

You meet local celebrities,

And your friends go get baptized into the One, Holy, Catholic, and Apostolic Church because the Holy Spirit decided to work through friendships, just as he did in the Roman Empire.

But even more than the good looks,
more than your mother's blunt comments that make your day,
and more than your ridiculous brothers' music videos,
You have been saved, loved infinitely, and as a result nothing will ever be the same.

Salvation History tells us that we have every reason to be joyful.

Also, some really cool guy said that Joy might not seem to rank up there too high in the pantheon of Christian virtues, but a Christian without joy is an oxymoron. Look it up, dear fan of complaining, and fear not.

There's a world full of troubles and reasons to advocate complaining, but there's over thousands of souls that are eternal, which is greater than any temporary pain or comfort.


Wanna see a lady that did it all? Here ya go.

And what is the secret of perseverance? Love. Fall in Love, and you will not leave him.
-San Josemaria Escriva, The Way (999)
 
It's a love story,  I better learn to say and live out "yes."

~Esa Cita

Closer to Love

When I came to you, brethren, I did not come proclaiming to you the testimony of God in lofty words or wisdom.  For I decided to know nothing among you except Jesus Christ and him crucified.  And I was with you in weakness and in much fear and trembling; and my speech and my message were not in plausible words of wisdom, but in demonstration of the Spirit and power, that your faith might not rest in the wisdom of men but in the power of God. Amen.

1 Corinthians 2:1-5

 

 ~Esa Cita