last week of summer. oh dang. the beginning of summer seems to drag on but the end seems to be moving way too fast for anyone’s own good. summer in savannah has been quite the experience. one moment you wish you weren’t there then the minute you leave you swear it otherwise but then you return and it’s back to the beginning. indecisive much? i think yes.
my recent reading of the bible led me to lamentations where the words have played such an important role in my walk with Christ this summer.
through the lord’s mercies we are not consumed, because his compassions fail not. they are new every morning; great is your faithfulness. “the lord is my portion,” says my soul, “therefore i hope in him!” the lord is good to those who wait for him, to the should who seeks him. it is good that one should hope and wait quietly for the salvation of the lord. it is good for a man to hear the yoke in his youth. –lamentations 3:22-27
i am a restless person and often get anxious thinking about the future. it is hard for me to wait for what is to come but it is he who calms my soul because his mercies are new every morning.
despite the moments of loneliness, doubt and feeling discouraged, a lot of real good things happened this summer. i got to explore the ins and outs of savannah, i got to develop close relationships/make new and wonderful friendships, i got to grow as a person & i got to travel to the city that never sleeps. God has been so good.
can i be honest? junior year sounds scary. as far as i’m concerned, it’s the most important year of your high school/college career. this is the year you decide what you want to focus your time and efforts on; the time where you figure out internship and job opportunities. this is it. i’m nervous and excited at the same time. i want to run away and say i’m done but i also want to stay and see what’s in store. for now i think i’ll stay because i’m halfway there! a note to everyone who’s starting a new chapter in life: you can do it. plain and simple. you’ve gotten this far right?
so summer, it’s never a goodbye…but more of a ‘see ya again’. thanks for being rad (too californian?!)