Change of Pace

It's funny how the same old things you've encountered for nearly four years can all of the sudden transform into something grand or even awe-inspiring. Tonight, as I walked across my beautiful campus, my mind was fixed on the idea of getting safely back to the dorm room so I could get in my nice cozy bed and fall fast asleep. After all, it was past my bedtime. But tonight, as I took those hasty footsteps one after the other, I looked up and noticed the starry sky with just a hint cloudy gray. It was the same sky that's served as my canopy ever since my time on this earth began. But only tonight it was the painting of such beautiful, encompassing detail. Without warning the pace of my steps diminished within seconds. I couldn't help but stare at the beautiful picture. I began to slowly force my glance downward from the seemingly tiny bundles of light in the sky to the tops of the buildings I've spent so much time since I was 18. I wanted to consume everything I could get my eyes on. I never noticed how lovely the view of FBCC's steeple is when you're looking from the Quad or how the columns at the front of Provine Chapel are so inviting. God has blessed us with such visual beauty but we live our lives in such haste, we fail to enjoy it. I want to take advantage of what little time I have left here to revel in every detail of its greatness.