1-6-8: a pause.

In the midst of this running day, I stopped to eat.  I took a deep breath, and many more deep bites into my sandwich. 

I have been up getting tasks done since 8am this morning and have yet to stop to take some type of nap or stop.  I have fallen asleep in prayer and stayed in the prayerful state the entire night, to wake up with a headache.  I have partied away my night with a migraine and met many a new friend. I have spoken to many, prayed for the many, and I can't remember much past the last few hours that I've been awake.  I am everywhere and no where.  I am letting everyone and no one down.  Sometime today, I will finish the newsletter for my internship. 

But above all I have three numbers constantly on my mind, heart, and soul: 1,6, and 8.  Those numbers are the defining countdown, the stage-setter for the next nine months.  Always in the back of my head, Mary is telling me that her kiddies are walking all over campus and my job is to talk to them for the remaining of the 168 because they are super precious to her.  The hours are a whirlwind, the hearts are looking for sacrifices.  Everything is at stake, the price has been set high due to demands in love.

My name is Cita, and my life is student leader.

~Esa Cita