catch-up, then mustard.

In less than 24 hours, a new phase of my life will be determined and I will be walking into the next open door.  I have no idea where I will be. I might be right here, in my bed in Indianapolis, I might be in a house unfamiliar to me somewhere in Georgia, or I might be in Lakeland, Florida.  

I will turn 23 on the day that the next chapter begins.  I simply can't believe life happens this fast. 

And I am really excited. and nervous. and scared. and terrified. and exhilarated. and unprepared. and ready. 

I feel all of that, at the same time. I didn't even know that was possible.  

I feel bad that it has been almost 3 months since my last post.  Life simply took off and ran, as I merely tried to catch up.  So much happened in the last three months. So much that I knew was coming, had been trying to prepare for- but once it starts moving, its so hard to stay ahead of the game.  It's so hard to actually feel those moments and realize what is going on.

I graduated college.  

I said goodbye to IWU.

I finished my role as RA.

I said farewell to my college friends.

I completed my collegiate tennis career.

I coordinated the NCCAA Tennis Nationals.

I hosted showers and parties for my engaged friends.

I interviewed for jobs, for which I felt under-qualified and unprepared. 

I turned down job offers, even though I had no assurance that there would be another one. 

Throughout this past 3 months, God has continually taught me one recurring lesson.

-He does not call us to be perfect. He does not call us to be successful.  He calls us to be faithful.

And I believe that with all of my heart- I have to.  I have to claim that and hold tightly to it.