Summit Ministries

As an upcoming college freshman with 12 years of Christian education under my belt, I figured I needed some help in the area of defending my faith at a public college that will present issues I've never dealt with before. That, combined with a family tradition of attending Summit the summer before freshman year got me here right now. And I have absolutely loved every moment I've been here. I've met wonderful people and made so many new friends. My roommates and suite mates are insanely fun and we stay up in the wee hours of the morning talking and getting in trouble with Night Watch. I've got my GUNO friends (if you've never heard of it, it's only the best card game EVER!), my volleyball pals, and many other friends. Not only are there great new friends, the staff is incredible. You've got guys like Trevor Depp, a single, dashing, and charming staffer who willingly does dishes every day (ladies, take note). I've met Rowan, the crazy cameraman who is at this moment forcing me to write this blog, and his bump-set-spiking brother, Kennan. And of course, there's Andy who persistently calls me Lauren every time he sees me. So as you can see, the people here are wonderful.

The classes each day, although sometimes exhausting, are so informative and eye-opening, and I've learned so much from all the speakers. Today Doc Noebel gave us multiple reasons for why we should believe in the Bible; we heard all about New Age and Islam from Kevin Bywater, and we just got out of class with Mike Haley who taught us everything he knows about homosexuality in our world today.

Earlier this day we had extreme sports time and a delicious cookout (thank you, cooks), and to be honest, I could have kept on going for several more hours. I played wicked games of volleyball where my teams dominated the court, and...lost miserably too. We even got a short game of soccer going before we had to leave, but everyone was full from hotdogs and hamburgers, so...it wasn't exactly the best situation.

And now, here I am writing and about to go play some killer foosball with Jacob and preparing for a bright and early morning of white water rafting (5:45 is waaaay too early for any human being to be awake). So I bid you good night, and Remember the Alamo!