I was just thinking about how perfectly God orchestrates timing. This past summer was overwhelming for me, and though I wouldn't have admitted it then, the timing was just right. I had just started a new job that I kind of figured out as I went. I was dealing with a very close family situation that I had to keep as a secret for most of the summer (even from my parents). I had just started a new relationship. And I was trying to spend as much time as I could with my best friend who left for Northern in August and who was busy herself most of the summer. I didn't have an awful summer, but I wouldn't describe it as great either. It just was. And without even realizing it, I was kind of bitter toward God for allowing my summer to fall short of my high expectations I had for it.
While I was overwhelmed, I am so glad that those things happened during the summer and not while I was in school. I'm pretty sure I probably would've broken down if they had. And I made it through just fine. In fact, I learned some great lessons last summer that I'm just now realizing. Like holding on to faith even while everyone else is giving up. And trekking along even when I feel like quiting. And sometimes all that's needed to make two girls feel like they're at home in a leaky old trailer that's falling apart and has a very questionable smell is a pet made out of a piece of foil in a water bottle known affectionately as "Feesh."
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