So. New school week, new month, and new feelings. My sister came to visit me this weekend and we had a really good time, except for any time we tried to go anywhere, we got lost. Whether is was down the street or in the middle of downtown San Antonio, I could never wrap my head around my surroundings. I didn't like it.
Something that I learned about myself a long time ago is I am a big fan of familiarity. I love knowing exactly where I am and where I am going. Confusion is not my forte and whenever it is inevitable, I try to cope but find it harder each time. Unfortunately for me, being a college freshmen at a campus I don't know has me near drowning in confusion. But as I am constantly scrambling for everything, I find myself looking for something I know will always be there.
I always heard that as you get into your late teens, you generally start to lose your faith. For me, it's the reverse. Near the end of my high school days, I started attending a friend's church and found myself re-discovering my faith from my younger days. I discovered that my belief in God could make me happy in a way I had forgotten about a long time ago. Now, as I find myself as a tiny leaf just blowing on a branch of the tree of life (See Bob Dylan song title), I couldn't be more joyful that I have a constant companion when all seems lost as I wander around looking for classes. It doesn't seem like wandering, because I know He is gently guiding me. His love is something I can't and would never, ever want to shake. I've become too dependent on it.
I suppose what I'm trying to say is, I'm ready. I am ready for anything this giant school, huge population, and crazy city has prepared to hit me with. His love and never-ending hope has my back and I couldn't be more pleased to realize it will be that way forever. And even better, I 'm finding I can't wait for it all to happen.
P.S. I wouldn't know what I would do without you there to inspire me.
