Hey, Hope. I’m back again in the best way.
For those of you who don’t know me, I’m a Communication major and a Leadership minor. I’m a junior, but I’m graduating in May 2016. I’m originally from Iowa.
And I’ve been busy with everything that is good, but the things that are good are sometimes overwhelming.
I took a glance at my life and as I transition from Hope out to the real world in fewer than eight months, there are some parts of myself I’ve been carrying with me that I’ve decided I would like to leave behind.
I’d like to be less messy and more organized. Less independent and more community-minded. Less work, more play. And I’d like to meet the sun as it wakes up in the morning.
Over the summer, I found out that I have milk, egg, and gluten allergies, which has shifted a significant portion of my eating habits (primarily for the better). Not being able to eat Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups has been a bummer, but my body feels better than it ever has before.
God intersected my life this summer (once again) to reveal to me more places where I need to let go in order to be more like Him. And I love that, but it’s scary at the same time.
I was sitting in the balcony of Dimnent Chapel the other day, opened my sketchbook and tried to draw all that I could see. But as I looked closer at my surroundings, I began to notice all that I was forgetting. The hinge on the cabinet. The cooler sitting on the front of the stage. The lines of the stained glass windows.
I closed my eyes and I prayed out loud, in a conversation with God, “You see everything.”
It gives me peace to know that during this time of transition, He is constant. He will never fail us. He will never leave. And He knows every hair on my head, every string in the carpet underneath my feet and every thought that sits in my mind that hasn’t yet risen to the surface.
He will provide. And that’s why this time, the final fall, will be the best beginning yet.