October 10, 1998 – Saturday – 12:30 a.m.

It’s past midnight.  Memories haunt me.  Faces, smells, and touches.  I am missing Lees-McRae.

Hard to believe it has already come and gone.

I talked to Tracey tonight.  And for the first time since she has returned to Lees-McRae, I tried to call Sarah.  I woke up her roommate instead and Sarah wasn’t there.  Elizabeth said she would have her call me.  It is Homecoming weekend there.  I’m afraid tonight I may lie awake waiting for her to call, but I know she never will, just like she never did so many nights that I waited in McAllister Dorm.

I fear God has created me to just drop me into a place for a season, then I’m off to somewhere else.

We live to communicate, but most of that is just us asking questions.

I can’t get to sleep right now.  I’m wondering what God is up to.

Why is he so good to me?  Why does he like to blow the wind through my hair?  Why am I constantly studying the shapes, angles, and beauty of every girl’s eyebrows?

Look where I am now.  This is one heck of a ride, but the ending is all that matters.

Words are losing their value.

All except these three:

Jesus loves me.

October 8, 1998 – Thursday – 2:02 p.m.

I went to court on Monday, so my speeding ticket is all taken care of.  There were some other Regent students there, so there is definitely a speed trap right next to campus.

Tuesday night, Anna and I wen to Barnes and Noble to study.  I’ve never been in one before.  I felt like some sort of preppie hippie walking into that place.

Last night’s drama meeting went well.  The Christmas show is going to be the same time as final exams.  Lord help me.

I pitched a script idea titled “Eyebrows” this past Friday.  Over thirty scripts were pitched, and four were selected to see a full draft.  From those four only two would be selected to be given a budget and turned into a 25-minute film to be shot in July and August of 1999.

I was one of the four semifinalists!  Pretty cool!

Emily and I had a great talk on Tuesday night.  We laughed the whole night.  Mom, Henry, and Nate are staying down there during Christmas.  I’m going to fly down and see both Emily and my family.  This will be our third meeting.

God is good.

October 4, 1998 – Sunday – 4:45 p.m.

A year ago I was in Washington D.C.  What a day that was.  And what a day yesterday was.  Heck, what a day Friday was!

I spoke for the youth service Friday night.  I gave a message on simplicity, basically encouraging us not to forget that we too are saved as we try to help others know the Lord.  Kimberly sat on the front row and smiled the whole time.  She is amazing.  I’ve talked with her mom and bit and it seems Kimberly has been talking a lot about me recently to her family.  How cool.  God showed up Friday night and I was humbled by his presence.

Saturday came and I went to work on a video project with Patty at her place.  Patty shared with me that she wasn’t a Christian, she instead believes some New Age stuff.  I shared my own faith with her a bit and she really seemed to listen.  She commented that my faith seemed real and alive.  She said I had given her much to think about.

I spent the rest of the day with her and some of her friends.  We went to a jazz festival last night.  Such a perfect evening.  The music was fantastic and another woman asked me about my faith.  I was the youngest of the group.  Patty herself is 35.  All of these older women were listening to me at age 22.  Weird.

This afternoon we had a discipleship class and so many members poured their hearts out.  I love my youth church so much!  They are what keeps me alive here.  They are my family.  God has given me a perfect gift in them.  They all have such beautiful stories.  Another home is forming for me on this planet.  Every moment here is precious, and I know it will not last long.

Oh, I love my God.  He is so good and I am so dependent on Him.  I am nothing.  He is everything.  I can’t do anything without Him.

September 30, 1998 – Wednesday – 10:31 p.m.

I cannot believe it is the last day of September.  Nine months of 1998 are over.  Only three months remain until the final year of the century.

And here I am in Virginia Beach.  How much have I shown you about this place? You know my roommate is Matt and he is a very spiritually sensitive, freshly baptized in the Holy Spirit, Christian.  God is using him in amazing ways.  He is very different from me, and he hardly ever says a word.  We’ve only really talked openly about two times.  He is obsessed with the Spice Girls, keeps a long distance relationship with Kelly, and likes to make clothes out of shower curtains.  Wow, when I look at that on paper, I see how unique he really is.

I work with him as well as with David, Katie, Jenny, April, Curren, and Dawn.  Dawn is beautiful, engaged, and leaving the bookstore.  We connected and seemed to understand each other the most.  Curren plans to be president of the United States.  April is the smart-mouthed roommate of Mary Jo, with whom I spent the 4th of July.  We basically pick on each other every time we work together.  It’s fun.  Jenny is the daughter of Channing, the textbook manager, and sister of Sara, who worked until school started back earlier this month.  Sara and I seem to share more with our eyes than with our actual words.  I always find us looking at each other.  Katie is part of the Parkway Temple youth church and on my drama team.  She got saved after seeing last year’s Christmas show, the very show I’m attempting to recreate.  And, of course, there is David.  He’s the Worship Pastor for Parkway’s Youth Church, and the first person I met here.  Oh, and I can’t forget Donna, the bookstore manager.  She’s from Boston, and her husband has the most expensive prosthetic leg in the world.

Aaron and Blisson work in receiving, and Amy, Kieth, Valarie, and Jennifer work in textbooks and book keeping.  Who knew it took so many people to run a small campus bookstore?

As far as classes go, I have three on Monday and one on Wednesday.  Anna, Nicole, and Chris are in my first class on Monday and Wednesday.  We usually sit together since we all hung out together that first night we went dancing near the waterfront.  Boy, that seems like a long time ago.

In my 2nd Monday class, Video Production, I’ve gotten to know Kirsten, Gina, and others.  They are nice.  Nicole is in there as well.  We are on a team together with Patty.

My third Monday class is Dynamic Communication.  There I have met Brian, who owns more movies than anyone I’ve ever known.  I visited his place the other night.  He’s very nice, shy, and simple, but he still makes me laugh.

I’ve also met Shawn in that class.  He’s our School of Communication Chaplin and has a personality similar to Marcus.

Living around me are Mary Jo, Coleen, and Connie & Christian.  The latter are married and from Germany.  Matt and I get together with them on Monday nights for a prayer meeting.

Jason and Rachel are worship leaders for Divinity Chapel and two of the most amazing people I’ve come across.  They carry the face of Christ.

Cindy lives farther away, but I’ve spent time with her and David outside of Regent on several occasions.

I’ve worked with many people on several different film and video projects here.  Yet, I hardly see many of them now that those projects are over.  With theater you really get to know people over months, but short film projects can last only a day or two.

Monroe is a Teen Mania veteran who is in theater and also loved my pitch this past Friday.  I’ve noticed many other beautiful eyes and smiles.  Hopefully soon I’ll know their names.

Parkway Temple brings along an entirely different collection of beautiful souls.  Tammie and Jose are our leaders, then there’s Kimberly (beautiful, innocent, sweet, loving, kind, amazing….too bad she’s 15), Robyn, Sterling, Justin, Matt, Jeremy, David, Kyle, Aaron, Jennifer, Jamie, Kristen, Charlotte, Lauren, Brett, Cameron, Jason, Ed, and many others whose names I’ve forgotten.

And there you have it; those names are the major players so far.

September 29, 1998 – Tuesday – 11:41 p.m.

Sunday after church I went to Portsmouth to my Professor’s house for a New Student Party.  It was great getting to know the people here a bit better.  There are so many new names I have yet to write down in here.

On Monday I was stopped by three or four students who thought my film pitch was the best and most original and hoped it was chosen to be made.  I hope so too!

Please God!

Nevertheless, I’m pitching another one this Friday.

Today was a perfect day.  God showed up and moved in the Divinity Chapel.  God is so good.  It’s hard to explain all that is happening, but I’m going to let God teach me how to make movies, not the world.

You know, I think sometimes I forget that He created me and he knows truths about me that I don’t even know.

I’m getting to know the youth at church with each passing day.  So many stories are occurring between all of us.  I belong in this new place as well as my previous place.  What an amazing gift!

I go now to sleep in the peace of Jesus.