On the outskirts of reality. on We Heart It. http://weheartit.com/entry/19248273
I think a lot.
and I think about how I think a lot. maybe i over analyze situations. think ‘what if.’ think about every situation and every outcome. but when you think about it, there is never enough time for the thoughts you want to think. and by the end of the day, I think about the thoughts I wasted…on worthless choices, judgments, worries. I am constantly reminded that my worries and anxieties are not my own when I lift them up. I am reminded daily to let go, and let God.
This is extremely comforting to me:
“For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans for welfare and not for evil, to give you a future and a hope.”
College terrifies me.
But I have a God that knows exactly where I’ll be in 6 months. Whether it’s Belmont, SMU, or somewhere that is not even on my radar right now. Yes, some call it a mystery. And yes, mysteries are frustrating. But at this very moment (as it always should be) I am grateful for my God that reveals pieces of what is to come. Daily. THAT IS SO NEAT TO ME.
A bridge to nowhere as though it seems. But that is because God is the only one who can see what is just beyond the fog. Terrifying, but beautiful.