Over the past few months, the Choctawk team has been having some pretty serious discussions on religion, politics, personal tragedies, and the need we see in the world. When you come to college, you'll come across people who believe differently than you, and you'll wrestle with your own beliefs and what they truly mean for your life. We feel as if these conversations are necessary to life, necessary to find the common humanity in others. Thus, we have decided to begin a series to discuss the hard things we've encountered; this is part one.
I experienced breathtaking imagery of Jesus' death and resurrection a year ago at Saint Martin in the Fields at 5:15 AM. On a cold and quiet London morning, I entered a church which was in total darkness and was handed an unlit candle. As the service commenced, the Gospel unfolded beautifully through the metaphor of darkness and light.
One of the greatest aspects of Mississippi College is the fact that you are given a myriad of opportunities to be involved. Numerous associations are just waiting for you to arrive and give your time and talents to them. While this is not a bad thing, I fell into the trap of spreading myself too thin when I began my career at MC. To me, this is what involved meant, and as a Freshman, I wanted to be involved (See my personal definition below), but now, I want to be invested.