They say whatever you want is yours if you want it bad enough. They also say it’s going to be hard. But they didn’t tell you is going to feel like your’e getting dragged across the concrete several feet, only to get back up and be hit by a bus, then make it through that and be set on fire. I know, that’s dramatic, but it still has a point.
Going through college and life, I always thought growing up that my plan was bullet proof and that I had everything figured out. SAYS EVERY 16 YEAR OLD GIRL EVER!! Now as I approach my 21st birthday I can say that I have no idea what I am doing and am completely just going with the flow at this point to whatever God throws my way. Even if it feels as though I’m being hit in the face with it.
But as I fall for the upteenth time, I find something comforting about it for the first time. I’m still just the same person I was before I fell. The only difference is, my feelings are a bit hurt. But I still am blessed with running water, decent food, and the blessings God is going to give me.
This can be related to anything in life. For me is having to retake two classes and keep my head up when I feel defeated. I’ve never really been good at school, but falling, praying, getting back up, and repeating led me to graduating early from high school, and getting my EMT cert, which I am proud to say that I have kept up with and love the principalities with my job even when it knocks me down too.
We never know God’s plan until he is finishing up and we reflect on how good he is. Then we begin lost again when we works on the next project we desperately need but don’t know yet. It’s a cycle to say the least. But a cycle, with a good attitude, that can be a lesson and an inspiration for the next person and even our children. (future children for me). In saying that, as I look ahead knowing I’m about to fall again with finals, I’m already prepared to get back up during this summer semester. *insert side grin*
