The first of the last.

[Church lately? Church has been flat out awesome. We're doing a series on discipleship. Thoughts to come.]

Tomorrow is the first day of my last semester of college. Say what? I was so exhausted earlier and now I can't sleep because I'm such a mix of things. Excited. Nervous. You name it.

The first day of your last semester is almost worse than your actual first day of college.

It is worse.

In August of 2007 I knew I had four years of school ahead of me-well, six-and I knew what I wanted to do. Now, January of 2013...I have four months left...and then it is over.

I'm so excited.

I could move anywhere and I could do pretty much anything I'm interested in.

The possibilities are endless. At least that is how it feels.

I've pretty much already blogged all my thoughts on this the other day.

But I want to look back on this post and see that there was hope and excitement in my heart.

Bring it.