I would Iike to begin this blog by giving my fellow blogger Kassie a shout out for her post on defying disappointment with beauty. I connected with it and I loved it. I was in a similar spot this past week – errr…month. Disappointment knocked on my bedroom door more times than I would like to list. There were highs and there were lows, and I learned to dance through it all. (This is usually when “I Hope You Dance” by Lee Ann Womack would start playing and I would make my grand exit, but I’m not done.)
I feel like I should reintroduce myself to the blog because I’ve been gone for a while now. I guess I took a bit of a hiatus, but that’s not entirely accurate because I was still trying to write. In the month I was gone I wrote the equivalent of one post. It took me about 3 weeks to write one post. It wasn’t writer’s block, and it wasn’t lack of motivation. I’m going to be honest – I don’t know what it was. A slew of things hit me at once and I was unable to do anything productive for a while. I guess it’s called life.
Honestly, things still aren’t exactly how I would like them to be, but when are things ever how we want them to be? When are things ever perfect? Never. So why are we mad when things go wrong? Because they’re not what we want? That’s awfully selfish of us. The best thing we can do in these situations is to smile, find our joy, and eat some chocolate. These situations don’t catch God off guard. He’s not sitting up in Heaven looking down and worrying because He didn’t expect this to happen. He knew. And He’s got this. So trust Him.
I, like every other college student, have some big decisions to make. I also have finals, work issues, and family issues. We’re all dealing with these things, and that’s what I keep telling myself. I know I’m not the first and certainly won’t be the last to have 300 things going on at once. Almost every other Nyack student has 300 things going on. My psychology professor said it best, “Nyack students are some of the busiest people I’ve ever met.”
So while writing this blog has been a form of catharsis, I also want you to know that problems don’t run your life. Stress doesn’t run your life. Pressure doesn’t run your life. You run your life. And you run it with the wisdom of the Holy Spirit as your guide. You’ve got this! (And the semester is almost over so just hang on, buddy. You’re almost there.)