It is nearing the time where university is in sight. In just two and a half years, I will be stepping onto my home for the next four years or more. At this point, questions constantly race through my mind. The things that I used to be certain of are no longer certain, but one thing I do know for sure: God is good and He loves me. He loves me.
Just last month, I was almost 100% sure where I would go for college and what I would study. It seemed as if my life was already planned out for me. I'd take the exam at this time, apply at this time, enrol at this time, and hopefully make it in for my first days at this time. I knew what I was going to do with the rest of my life and I knew where I'd go to pursue these dreams of mine.
Now, I am feeling more doubtful and worried than ever.
I don't know if I want to go to that certain school anymore, at least not certain enough to apply early, where I'd have to enrol if I am accepted. I don't know if that particular area of study is truly what I want to devote my time to anymore.
I don't know, I don't know, I don't know.
Of course, I still have time to consider these things before I make my final decision, but what if by that time I still don't know? Time is running out, and I can't bear the feeling of uncertainty over something as huge as the rest of my life.
Thankfully, I have a God who watches over it all and knows exactly where I'll be when that time comes. For now, that is what's keeping me sane.
"So, what are you going to study and where will you be studying at?" you ask me.
"I don't know," I answer, "but God knows."
Just last month, I was almost 100% sure where I would go for college and what I would study. It seemed as if my life was already planned out for me. I'd take the exam at this time, apply at this time, enrol at this time, and hopefully make it in for my first days at this time. I knew what I was going to do with the rest of my life and I knew where I'd go to pursue these dreams of mine.
Now, I am feeling more doubtful and worried than ever.
I don't know if I want to go to that certain school anymore, at least not certain enough to apply early, where I'd have to enrol if I am accepted. I don't know if that particular area of study is truly what I want to devote my time to anymore.
I don't know, I don't know, I don't know.
Of course, I still have time to consider these things before I make my final decision, but what if by that time I still don't know? Time is running out, and I can't bear the feeling of uncertainty over something as huge as the rest of my life.
Thankfully, I have a God who watches over it all and knows exactly where I'll be when that time comes. For now, that is what's keeping me sane.
"So, what are you going to study and where will you be studying at?" you ask me.
"I don't know," I answer, "but God knows."