When I moved into residence last year, I met a lady named Karen. Karen is the lady that cleans up the dorms everyday. Over the first several months, I never talked too much to her, but I kept hearing that she was one of the most amazing people you could ever talk to; and I never disagreed, because from the small amount of encounters with her, she was always so nice and so encouraging to me. She doesn't really have to know me well in order for her to make me feel good about myself and offer encouragement. I really appreciated, not only what she does for residence students, but the person God has made her to be.
Eventually, I had the opportunity to talk to her more and more; and I cannot remember a single time where I talked to her and did not take something out of the conversation. Whether she helps me learn or see something completely new, or enhance something I already had some knowledge of, she always brings freshness into my view upon life.
Today, I had a class at 8:15am. I woke up at 8:14am. I kind of just snoozed my way through class and expected to come back into my room to take a nap. When I walked all the way up to my floor, Karen was preparing her things to start cleaning. She saw me and pleasantly said hi. From then on, we spent half an hour talking about all sorts of things. Well, mainly it was about things that have been on my mind lately because she's amazing at wanting to know about us.
The amount of wisdom that Karen has just blows my mind. I am so incredibly thankful for her and what she means to everyone that lives in residence. She gave me insight as to things that I've been wrestling about; she gave me comfort in reminding me that the power of the Holy Spirit can help us overcome anything; she gave me hope in knowing that even though life may blow chunks, whether for myself or for people I care about, it is not the be all and end all of life; and, she gave me confidence in myself and people that we are created in the image of God, meaning that at our very essence, our very core, we are meant to resemble God and are destined to do amazing things.
Today, I am thankful for Karen; she is the epitome of what sanctification looks like, and I want to be like her.
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