eight / eight

Oh my goodness.

I have approximately four months of school left.

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Hullo. Ahem.

In August, a couple days before school started, a few of us took a little day trip to eat Swedish meatballs and shop for odds and ends at Ikea (#collegelife). It was that day I realized that these college days were starting to be numbered. 

The Script's "The First Time" was blaring on the radio and we were moving so fast the billboards sped by in a blur. I couldn't help but think life was moving on too fast. In a blink of an eye, senior year will have ended as soon as it started. Moments like these--just a bunch of kids on a Saturday night, carefree and so so alive, would be harder to come by. 

I don't know where the time went because one day I was this wide-eyed and insecure freshman, staring at the world through rose-colored lenses and wondering what life had in store for me and now I'm here a braver senior, a little less wide-eyed but still wondering what life has in store for me.

The past few here years have been incredible and I certainly wouldn't trade this experience for anything else. College will not be the apex but it certainly was. It was wandering into your friend’s apartment in wee hours of morning because you craved a good conversation. It was feeling like a ton of bricks lay square between your shoulders and forced you deeper into the down comforters for a second longer instead of rushing for your 8 am. It was guitars out, and stripped down voices caught in the beautiful heart cry of worship. 

But life will continue to barrel forwards because if we’ve taken anything away from our four years here, it’s that time dances at its own pace and could care less how you feel, especially not when you have a paper due the next day and you’re still only 2 pages in out of the 10 required. Not when all your midterms fall on the same week, same day and you have no idea which one to start studying for. Not when you have class in twenty and the LX arrives packed and you have to wait another umpteen minutes for the next one... which also happens to be full (HAHHAHAHAA... rip me.)

I have loved my time here, but a new chapter is waiting and I look forward to it eagerly.

For those of you that read my last post about my pursuit of the arts post-graduation, you may be wondering if that is still happening. The answer is yes, by God's abundant and good grace. 

If you followed my story from LAST time, you'll know that this change from med school to designing was never me. From the very beginning it was God opening doors and providing the right people at the right time. This past week, I was accepted to join a team of incredibly talented graphic designers and videographers for a year-long internship. So much gratefulness flooding my senses as I type this now.

I'm choosing to share this news on the blog because this isn't about me, but about Him. I cannot stress this enough. Please don't think, "Welp, that's the happy ending she was looking for, I guess. Lucky her, but that's not how life works for everyone, honey." I am not qualified by any means. If we wanna talk about qualifications, I can assure you I could name an extensive list of individuals who would be much more qualified to take this spot and there are many more out there who would trample me in a split second to be here. 

What I'm learning is that if God has called you to a certain place, He will see you through. Guaranteed. 

If the calling is there, He doesn't ask for qualifications or talent, He asks for obedience and a sprinkling of faith. 

And obedience and a sprinkling of faith (and perhaps a very big suitcase) is exactly what I'll be taking with me when August rolls around.

There will be many changes coming to prepare for but in the meantime, this one is rejoicing in thankfulness because she serves a God that knows her better than she knows herself. Thank you, dear ones, for coming along with me on this little adventure that is my life. I assure you there is more up ahead. Until then. 

To God be all the glory.