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Eucharist
Message
February 11, 2004
By Christine Eige, Ruth
Falink, Terri Lechtenberg, Alison
Ondracek, Angie Schut, & Jill Smith
September 24
It’s the start of another term and
already homework is piling
up. I can’t believe how
much time professors think that we
have. I still maintain that
there is some conspiracy where all of the
professors plan their tests or papers on
the same day. It’s just
not fair. I swear everybody is
researching the exact same thing as me
because the books that I need are never
there. I spend all of my time
in the library. I barely even
get to chapel or Eucharist
anymore. I hope God isn’t
mad at me. I think I should
just chuck it all and become a truck
driver.
At least truck drivers don’t have to
submit
applications. They’re so
long!! How many essays do I
have to write for grad
school? Do they need to know
my whole life history? There
are some things that I don’t even
want to think about anymore.
Speaking of applications, my friends say
that I worry too much. But
they’re the ones who are
worrying. I’m getting so
sick of hearing about all of their
problems. I have enough
problems of my own and nobody wants to
listen to me. Hanging out with
them is becoming more of a pain than a
stress-reliever. I wish it was
Outfly already.
---
God is our refuge and strength, an
ever-present help in
trouble. Therefore we will not
fear, though the earth give way and the
mountains fall into the heart of the sea,
though its waters roar and foam and
mountains quake with their surging.
--Psalm 46:1-3
---
October 19
Dear Diary,
I just talked to my mom today and she
told me that my sister was admitted to
the hospital for
anorexia. This is the last
thing I need right now. My mom
wants me to come home, but I just
can’t. I don’t have
the time. I have an eight-page
paper due on Monday and I can’t go
right now!! What does she
expect of me? I feel bad
that my sister is in the hospital and
all, but my visiting her isn’t going
to help any.
Ben came over tonight to help cheer me
up. He wasn’t very good
at it, but at least he
tried. He wanted me to go to
worship tomorrow, but I just don’t
want to. I haven’t been
in the chapel since
September. I’d feel weird
going back now. What if Pastor
Ramona asks where I’ve
been?
At least Ben understands most of the
time. It’s kind of nice
having a boyfriend. People are
asking if we’re going to get engaged
soon. How would I
know? They’re even
checking my left
hand. Yesterday, someone
almost ripped my arm off trying to look
for a ring. Geesh.
But that wasn’t the worst
part. While Ben was over, I
got a call from Mary’s roommate and
she told me that Mary is in the hospital
because she had tried to commit
suicide. I feel like I should
have known something was going
on. I feel so
guilty. I should have been
there for her. I’m so
helpless to do anything now, and I
don’t know what to say when I go
visit. I
shouldn’t have been so worried about
myself. What do I do
now? Please somebody give me
answer. I feel so lost.
---
God is our refuge and strength, an
ever-present help in
trouble. Therefore we will not
fear, though the earth give way and the
mountains fall into the heart of the sea,
though its waters roar and foam and
mountains quake with their surging.
--Psalm 46:1-3
---
November 27
Dear Diary,
I’m falling apart!! Ben
just wrecked his car and he could have
died!! It would have been all
my fault. He was coming to see
me!! I’ll never forgive
myself. And now his parents
are freaking out because he totaled the
car. His dad won’t even
speak to him. They don’t
seem to care that he’s still
alive. They just worry about
the stupid car. Now we’ll
never even get to see each other any more
because he can’t drive here and my
car will never make it
there. Why did this have to
happen now? What was God
thinking? I need Ben now more
than ever.
I feel like life just keeps getting worse
and worse. Mary got out of the
hospital, but she didn’t come back
to school so now I don’t even have
her to talk to anymore. I just
don’t know what to do
anymore. Maybe it’s all a
complete waste of time. Nobody
cares. I don’t care
anymore. I don’t know how much
longer I can do this. If
there’s a God, I think he hates
me.
---
God is our refuge and strength, an
ever-present help in
trouble. Therefore we will not
fear, though the earth give way and the
mountains fall into the heart of the sea,
though its waters roar and foam and
mountains quake with their surging.
--Psalm 46:1-3
---
December 8
Dear Diary,
I had a long talk with Suzie
today. She’s a great
roommate. She made me hot
chocolate and asked me what’s going
on. I completely lost it and
told her everything. She just
sat and listened through it all and let
me cry.
She asked if she could pray with
me. That made me cry even
more. Through praying and
talking to Suzie, I realized that
everything that I thought was so bad
could have been a lot worse. I
don’t always know what I’m
doing, but thank goodness that God knows
what’s going on.
Even when things are bad, God was still
there. I know everything
can’t be perfect all of the time,
but God knows what he’s
doing. Things will work out,
but they don’t always work out the
way I want them to. I know I
can’t magically fix Ben’s car
or make Mary better again, but things
will all work out. I just need
to trust God.
Now is as good a time as any to start
trusting. I think I’ll go
to Eucharist tonight.
---
God is our refuge and strength, an
ever-present help in
trouble. Therefore we will not
fear, though the earth give way and the
mountains fall into the heart of the sea,
though its waters roar and foam and
mountains quake with their surging.
--Psalm 46:1-3
---
Christine Eige, Ruth Falink, Terri
Lechtenberg, Alison Ondracek, Angie
Schut, and Jill Smith are residents of
St. Sebald 402 at Wartburg College and
will graduate in 2004. They represent a
variety of majors: English (Eige),
elementary education (Falink), biology
(Lechtenberg), religion (Ondracek and
Schut), and music therapy and music
education (Smith).
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