Dark Rooms & Open Doors

& Having The Courage To Walk Through Them

Courtesy of a very sad Dad that just dropped off his oldest at college (-:

I moved onto campus on Monday, before anyone else this week to start Preseason Week for the Golden Wave Marching Band (affectionately referred to as BUGWB). To say I was scared is an understatement. I barely ate and dreaded the moment my parents would leave me in a new place with 250 strangers. My dorm room was mostly bare and walking anywhere by myself was terrifying. I got suckered into joining by their Head Director of Marching Band after meeting him at my orientation. He made me sign up for an “Interest Meeting” (even though I really wasn’t interested) and after being promised a free pair of Nike tennis shoes, I accepted his offer. Is that wrong? I guess it’s a little too late to go back on it now.

When I told a friend that I had joined college marching band, he told me he wasn’t surprised. “You just don’t know how to quit, Maddie.” I guess you’re right. I’m not the best musician, but I love marching band. It’s a mix of athletics and music and some of my favorite memories have been made during marching band season (what others may know as “football season”).

I thought the band chapter of my life was over. I didn’t want to be in the band, I didn’t want to be different, I wanted to have a “genuine Freshman experience.” I’m starting to realize that being apart of this organization is going to give me a better Freshman year than anyone else. A week in and I already recognize people on campus. A week in and I feel like I belong somewhere. A week in and I’ve already learned something.

While I can’t tell you what happened on Section Unity Night, I will tell you what I learned. Life is going to be tough. You’re going to have days where you have no idea what’s going on or what’s coming up next. You’re going to feel like someone is holding you captive and you’re not really sure why. You’re going to have to knock on strange doors because God lead you there but you’re not sure why. Go inside. It may be dark, but give it time. There’s an opportunity waiting for you that God is waiting to present you with. If you sit around too long you might miss it.

Hebrews 11:1 reads “Now faith is confidence in what we hope for and assurance about what we do not see.” We may not see what’s behind that door. Just have faith that God opened it for a reason.

I never expected to be at Baylor. This time last year I could not have told you that I was going to Baylor. It barely crossed my mind. The application was free so I submitted it. Good thing, huh? Jesus knew that I needed a new adventure. Old favorites can be warm and cozy, but sometimes we need to escape that comfort zone. Sometimes we have to have the courage to walk into dark rooms. They’re not too bad.

I think it’s safe to say I’m home. God has called me here and I have followed. I start classes tomorrow and I’m ready to start on a journey that will allow me to “fling my green and gold afar”.

As Long As Stars Shall Shine.

Thanks for reading! If you want to drop me a letter or dark chocolate this year, my school PO Box is below!

Baylor University

One Bear Place #81083

Waco, Texas 76798–1083

Sic ’Em Bears!!

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