In high school, I belonged to as many clubs as I could physically fit into my weekly schedule. Being the obsessive over-achiever that I am, my plan was to do the same in college. Over the summer I stalked Calvin’s list of clubs weekly, comprising a list of the ones I wanted to join. I went to Cokes and Clubs and signed up for about a dozen clubs, signing my consent (unbeknownst to me) to have my email perpetually spammed for the rest of my college life.
Of the twelve clubs I ‘signed up’ for, I only ended up doing one. Between SET (social events team) on my floor, Bible study at my church, working at Phonathon, preparing for Model UN, tutoring students for the SATs, volunteering for the Faith and International Development Conference, writing and editing for Odyssey Online, doing homework and socializing, one club was about all I could handle (writing for Chimes).
I also realized that I didn’t even really want to join most of the clubs I signed up for. I hate meetings without purpose, and most of the clubs I initially joined met for the sake of talking rather than acting. I found that my particular personality traits were better utilized in a more action-based setting and chose activities accordingly. I learned to concentrate on the things in life that I truly loved, rather than dividing my time and investing only a little of myself to my many activities.
In that action of focusing and honing what I love, God blessed me. When you do a little, you only get a little back. I found that when I put a lot of work into one thing, that one thing led to an even greater thing. SET led to RHET (residence hall executive team). Writing for Odyssey Online led to becoming the contributing editor for the Calvin team. Phonathon went from being a regular caller to being promoted as a lead caller. Chimes went from guest writer to staff writer to on-call writer. By doing less but working more, I found I was more rewarded than I had ever been having a laundry list of activities with little to show.