Spring come quickly

I am so ready to be done with Winter term and go home. I am tired of living off of chocolate and tea and cucumbers. I am tired of staying up till two in the morning because if I don't, I won't finish all my finals. I am tired of not having time to do small things like bake bread and paint and knit. I am tired of reading about macroeconomic policies and how to fix the economy, because the truth is, I don't even care. I am tired of not being able to go running. I am tired of not having a moment of the day to write. I am tired of the fact that my idea of taking a break from homework is doing the easier homework.
I am tired.

I just want to lay on the roof with my sister and find the big dipper and tell her my heart.
I just want calm and peace and slow days.
I just want to sit on the porch with "Anne of Green Gables" and Oswald Chambers.
I just don't want to be tired anymore.

Philippians 4:13

I am in the college library. It's quiet here. That nervous quiet on the second day of finals that hangs in the air and is so thick when you breathe in you just might choke. That kind of quiet. I hate it.

I have two finals today, and two on Thursday. I am trying to convince myself that I should study harder for my sociology final in two hours, but I really don't care anymore. I'm done. And honestly, I am almost done. Thursday is the last day I will walk through the doors of this college as one of its students.
When I say I am done, I mean that I am done. I and finished. I am spent. I am burnt-out. I am tired.
The truth is, I have 99% in four of my five classes, and I just want to go to bed at a good hour and wake up and have tea and read "Mary Poppins" for pleasure.
I am done.
I cannot wait to say those words on Thursday. Because then, I really will be.

My saying this quarter, the one that ran through my head in a never ending loop without ceasing, was
I can do all things.
That was it. That was what I said to myself every morning. That was what I prayed over every assignment. That was what I whispered late at night studying. That was my motto. My saying.
This morning when I said it though, I finished it. Because it's even better with the ending.
I can do all things through Christ.

And I can. Even today. Because the reason I am done, is because I can do all things. 

That's pretty dang beautiful if you ask me.