This past weekend, I ventured up north to Vermont with my parents. I was accepted to graduate school at the University of Vermont, and I wanted to visit before I made my final decision. As hard as it is, the decision is no. It's a great program, and it's hard to reject one program when I have not yet been accepted to another, but after a lot of prayer, careful consideration, and talking with others, this is not the best choice for me.

Back at Messiah, the ice clings thickly to the branches of the trees. It is beautiful. A reminder of God's incredible creativity and artwork. I'm taking sculpture this semester, and I'm sure that I will never be able to create anything as incredible as he has. Beneath these frozen shimmering twigs there is life. A promise of springtime. During the season of waiting, both for spring, and for graduate school decisions, I remember to embrace the waiting. To savor each moment.
I do not claim to be an accomplished photographer, but the sheer beauty of the ice makes taking a nice photo pretty easy!
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