To all those that are graduating this season! ♡♥
Now back to my own life, where there’s no graduation but another summer break before my 3rd professional year of pharmacy…
I didn’t think I’d be sad or anything, and I was right.
Yet, it does feel a bit strange when I try to imagine next year’s campus life without many of my friends that are graduating this year. Just…strange. You know, not saying hi to those that you used to see all the time.
Maybe I won’t feel so “in” now, a little on the edge, without those that I felt like I belonged to.
I cheat you of your God-given destiny…
because you demand your own way.
I cheat you of contentment…
because you “deserve better than this.”
I cheat you of knowledge…
because you already know it all.
I cheat you of healing…
because you are too full of you to forgive.
Scary. But I am its slave more than I’d like to be
writing is safer, somehow
because my pen cannot stutter like my lips do,
and words get stuck in throats,
not fingertips, can’t stumble
on paper trails of blue lines
because writing is definite and clear
and no one can tell if i am crying
through written words alone
And that’s why letters work for me.
God is not playing hide and seek. The heavens are telling the glory of God. He is plain as the sky. Problem? Eye.
Be soft. Do not let the world make you hard. Do not let pain make you hate. Do not let the bitterness steal your sweetness.
So at the KCCC Annual Banquet they had a time for encouraging all the graduating seniors who will be entering their “next chapter in life”.
The Three Don’t’s and One Do:
1. Don’t forget what God has done in your life during your college years
2. Don’t break your relationship with God intentionally
3. Don’t go against the Holy Spirit
4. DO Small Groups — everywhere you go!
So obviously I’m not graduating, but it doesn’t really matter because
I feel like I need to be graduating and I need this stuff.
I told my dad that I didn’t like something he said.
It was scary but kind of exhilarating…
relax with all the things that I need to do
and remind myself of the fact that I am a cherished, loved person.
I was more sure of where I was two years ago
than I am now.
If I still care about where Jesus was in my long, hard day,
does that mean that I am where I should be?