it's late again.
I remember always writing around 3am last year. In fact, I feel like I would sometimes purposely stay up to experience that 3am bliss. When you know it's too late to do more work, but I'm still awake but a little dazed. It's the end of the day right before I sleep, and somehow, in this moment, I feel peace. The stillness of my room, the silence of Men's Den...
I realize I'm not the person I was a year ago. For better or for worse, I don't know. I think there were many passions that I felt stronger about last year, but now I feel a stronger reliance of God. Last year I felt like I had things under control, and this year...not so much, in every sense of the phrase. In every aspect of my life. Besides maybe somehow I got the promise of a internship this summer this past December, or else I'd probably be going insane right now.
Maybe it's the junior-moving-to-senior stage, where "real life" is becoming more evident, bigger decisions are closer, and the straight-line of EA classes and and freshmen exploring has past.
And it's been tough. I'm not sure if I'm burned out or really just have a lack of care. I guess those two are basically the same thing. I'm not sure if I have apathy or that I actually trust God with these things. I'd assume (and hope) and mix of both.
I'll miss this. There will be a day when I won't have the
blessing of staying up until 3-4am. Or when I don't see reasoning for hardship as clearly as I do now. ANd in that time, I hope I can still find peace, and still trust in God.
What does it even mean to trust in God?
Well, to trust someone is to ....believe that they will not hurt you. Or maybe not that, maybe it's simply that they have your best intentions in mind. Sometimes that does involve hurt. To trust someone is to believe that they have your best intentions in mind.
But to trust God is deeper than trusting a person because he doesn't break promises like people do. And he is the Alpha and the Omega, he knows the beginning and the end. He is omniscient, all knowing of us, of me. It's strange to think that someone knows you better than you know yourself, but God knows the number of hairs on our head. I don't know that.
So I pray for greater trust in God and less trust in myself. And I pray for strength and endurance to get through these next few weeks.