I am glad to report that the fog and chill of winter have finally begun to lift, revealing the warm and lively spring that lay dormant beneath it. I cannot tell you all how surprised I was when I saw a girl wearing shorts and flip-flops to class. Although this winter was mild (one of the most mild that we’ve seen in a long time), in my opinion, it still wasn’t quite the time for summer clothes. Of course, I am from Arizona, so I’ll have to admit that my blood is probably a little thinner than most. But regardless, many of the students were just so eager for the sun to show its face that quite honestly, it didn’t matter how brisk the air was; as long as there wasn’t snow on the ground, it was time to get those sunglasses out of storage and dust them off. In fact, the other morning, I happened to wake up just in time to see the sun rise. I wanted to go back to sleep, but I knew if I didn’t take at least a quick look, I would regret it later. So, I decided to share a couple photos with you. Take a look, and let me know what you think!
And I don’t mean to spend so much time talking about the weather, but it really is amazing just how much it transforms life on campus. You wouldn’t believe how many students were drawn outdoors. I guarantee there were less people in the cafeteria, dorms, and library because they were outside. Students were talking in groups on the lawn, throwing footballs, studying on the benches, and of course, playing Frisbee (if you haven’t yet visited campus, you will quickly learn that this is a favorite Franciscan pastime; there is almost no occasion that is not worthy of Frisbee-throwing). Honestly, I thought I was going to get hit by one of the Frisbees whizzing past my head on the way to class. I even saw two students comfortably sitting in a tree enjoying what seemed to be an early set of summer days. Basically, if what you were doing inside could be done outside, you would have moved. Unfortunately, I had four classes on this particular day, so I was mostly watching from a distance…
But on a more serious note, it was truly rejuvenating for me to see the campus come to life. Such enthusiasm is simply contagious. The good news for us here at Franciscan is that this is pretty typical. Although I do believe that the community is incredible year-round (even “when the sun don’t shine”), this past week was a solid reminder of just how connected we are. And this community is not just united out on the grass with the Frisbee or in the group sitting on the benches but on a deeply metaphysical level. We are all part of the Body of Christ, and it is as members of His Body that we are able to become the people whom God intended us to be. As we go into midterms, I find myself getting rather stressed at the prospect of this upcoming week. However, here at Franciscan, the professors begin each class with a prayer. It is in simple communal acts like this that I am reminded of Christ’s presence with me. Through these little devotions, we are reassured time and time again that we are not alone. No matter what challenges life throws at us, Christ never leaves our side. It is with this confidence that we can approach him in the classroom and at the altar. May God bless your studies.
Until next time,