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A junior-year retreat reminded me that faith isn't meant to be walked alone.
When I joined Greek InterVarsity my freshman year of college, I thought I was signing up for another campus club. A few of my sorority sisters described it as a Bible study within our chapter, and that sounded simple enough. What I didn't realize was that Greek IV would become one of the most meaningful parts of my college experience, and that a single retreat at the start of my junior year would remind me who I was created to be.
Greek InterVarsity exists to give students in fraternities and sororities a place where faith and community go hand in hand. Every chapter hosts its own Bible study, along with campus events and regional retreats that bring together students from universities across the country. In a culture where college often revolves around social pressure, comparison and the constant push to fit in, Greek IV offers a reminder that your identity is rooted in something far more lasting than a college reputation.
I attend a small Christian university with a dry campus and a very different Greek life culture than many large state schools. Even so, I found myself needing that kind of community. The temptations may have looked different, but the need for encouragement, accountability and genuine friendship stayed the same. Greek IV became a place where I could step away from the noise of college life and grow in my faith alongside people who wanted the same thing.
I want to be clear about something, because I know how this can sound from the outside. When people hear “weekly Bible study” and “Christian community,” they sometimes picture a college experience that gives up everything else: the dances, the road trips, the late nights, the beach weekends, the inside jokes at 2 a.m. with your sorority sisters. That wasn’t my experience at all. My friends and I still had the loud and unforgettable moments that make college what it is. Greek IV wasn’t a replacement for any of that. It ran alongside it, adding a layer that made the rest of college feel more meaningful, not less.
Before college, my relationship with God was one of the strongest parts of my life. Faith wasn't something I had to think about. It naturally shaped how I lived each day. But college has a quiet way of rewriting your routines and reordering your priorities. Looking back, I can see that my faith didn't disappear overnight. It slowly drifted into the background. I still believed, still prayed, still went to church, but I wasn't pursuing God with the same intention I once had. Little by little, I began leaning on my own plans instead of his direction.
By the end of my sophomore year, I knew something was missing. I started opening my Bible again and carving out time for prayer, hoping to rediscover the closeness to God I had once taken for granted. Even with those efforts, I felt like I was searching for something I couldn't quite reach.
That search led me to a Greek IV retreat at the very beginning of my junior year.
Junior year arrived with a full class schedule, leadership responsibilities and the pressure of figuring out what came next. A weekend away felt like a weekend behind. I went anyway.
The retreat wasn't built around elaborate programs or thunderous speeches. It was built around space, the kind of space college students almost never get. Between worship in a small chapel, honest conversations over shared meals, quiet walks between sessions and prayer with staff members who actually knew my name, I found myself relaxed for the first time in months.
One afternoon, I slipped away from the group and found a bench outside. I opened my Bible to Jeremiah 29:11: “For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.” I had read that verse dozens of times. That afternoon I heard it. In that stillness, I felt a renewed sense of God's presence I had been praying for all summer. Nothing dramatic. Just a quiet, steady sense of being seen.
I came home from that retreat with a clearer heart than I had carried in a long time. My circumstances hadn't changed. My junior year still stretched out in front of me with all the same uncertainty. But I was no longer trying to carry it alone.
That experience reminded me that faith isn't something we are meant to navigate by ourselves. It is strengthened by people who encourage us, challenge us and point us back to what matters most when life gets loud.
When I think about Greek InterVarsity now, I don't just think about weekly Bible studies or weekend retreats. I think about the friends who noticed when I was drifting and pulled me back. I think about the late-night conversations that challenged my perspective, and the people who prayed for me during seasons when my faith felt smaller than I wanted it to be. Greek IV didn't just give me another line for a resume. It gave me a community that helped me rediscover the foundation I had slowly stepped away from.
To any college student reading this: You are not the only one who has drifted. The distance between where you are and where you want to be with God is never as far as it feels. Find your people. Show up. Say yes to the retreat you are tempted to skip.
And to any high school student wondering what your faith will look like in college: It won't always be easy. There will be seasons when you have to fight for the same closeness with God that once came without trying. But God doesn't lose track of you when your schedule gets loud. He meets you in dorm rooms and dining halls and chapel benches and the quiet spaces you thought were too small to matter.
College offers countless ways to build a resume and discover new interests. Greek InterVarsity reminded me that one of the most valuable things you can build in these years is a community that strengthens your faith. Looking back, that is what I will remember most.