In just a few short days, Searcy is going to get a lot busier. And I can’t wait.
On Thursday, cars will begin to file onto campus loaded to the top with school supplies, desk lamps, pillows and fuzzy rugs. Hundreds of people will make the journey up and down flights of stairs carrying more weight than they should. And the Class of 2017 will spend their first exciting night in a college dorm.
Cue the burnt popcorn and fire alarms.
My freshman year was quite a memorable experience. Like many freshmen mindsets, academia was not as much of a priority as it should have been. After losing academic scholarships my freshman year, I spent the next summer taking classes at the local community college to raise my GPA. Needless to say, I got serious after that.
I was blessed to have Dr. Neale Pryor for New Testament Survey, the last class he taught before retiring. That man knew the Bible better than anyone I have ever known, and it was by far my favorite class that year.
A few weeks into my first college semester, the director of student publications approached me with a job opportunity working on the University’s Petit Jean yearbook. I excitedly accepted and began what became a three-year career on yearbook staff, opening doors for so many other opportunities I had no idea would come.
My freshman year was a time of complete transition for me. I had to learn how to be responsible and go to class without my mom telling me. I really began defining my own faith and building a personal relationship with God. I also made more lifelong friendships than I ever thought I could have.
I probably could have to gone to college anywhere. Whatever I chose, I know that God would have taken care of me there. But I don’t think I would have learned how to live as abundantly, love as purely and grow as Christianly as I did with the influence and guidance of my Harding friends and professors — my Harding family.
Cue the “It’s great to be at Harding!”
Hannah Beall Owens, news director