Well, it’s time to move out. Just finished my third year of college. Wow.
It’s time for summer once again, and once again I find myself dreading the uncertainty of where I’ll find my next rent payment and food. I’m really trying to not rest in the security of my plans and instead rest in the provision of God, but with the limited experience I have in trusting God, the experiences I am going through right now are taking all of the faith I have.
Finals are over, choir tour is over, and now I’m sitting in an apartment and finding myself filled with wonder at how God has walked with me through all of the things that have happened in the last year, two years, and five years. So much has changed in my life and the thought struck me recently that I’m not really sure how I got where I am. It just sort of happened. Of course I made choices about routines and pursuits but I never would have imagined that I’d be living on my own and not know how to provide for myself. I thought I was more responsible than this. Maybe it’s not about responsibility at all. Maybe sometimes life throws you curve balls and you just have to wait on God.