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Moooooore writing

The next step in my application processes is probably what I most dread...

----the essays----

How in the world do I say who I am 700 words, 500 words, 250 words?! Not only do I have to be convincing in my terminology, but I also have to be concise?!  Not complaining... just surprised!!

It was weird and difficult writing what I was good and bad at for Life Purpose Planning, but writing to make people like me enough to be accepted into their school?!  I'm a little overwhelmed.

I know for the Statement of Purpose, you're supposed to talk about what your career objectives will be.  Sure, I can tell you that.  In fact, I worked on that for LPP, but will the admissions office take it?  Prooooooobably not.

One essay topic explores what risks I've taken recently and how I've overcome them.  Um, if I had my way, I would never take risks.  But as Hudson Taylor said, "Unless there is the element of risk in your exploits for God, there is no need for faith."  Wow... maybe, I need to change my worldview a bit, no?

That's just 2 of the 7 essays I'm supposed to be working on.  I have 15 days to finish them.  God's will be done.

And so it's out there, I'm applying for Acton, Babson, and Moore now.  If those don't work out, I might take the GMAT again and then apply for Duke.  Too bad the Moore school's name doesn't start with "C"... because then I could easily tell Mom the details about A, B, C, and D!  Ok, that was corny...

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Now... for something fun... and not related to writing!!  I already posted on G+ about watching COURAGEOUS, but I'll post here again.  IT WAS SO GOOD.  We're going to watch it again with our cell group this Friday and I'm excited.



The Courageous in 60 seconds only makes sense after you watch the movie - 



Alright, I'm going to work on some more writing.  Have fun doing whatever I'm not!

Blessings,
~CJ

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