This is the first summer I found work, and now that I’m getting into the swing of things, I sort of wish that I didn’t. Mama told me in the beginning that now I’ll understand what it feels like to work day in and day out. It’s quite exhausting I must say, but it also gives me a new perspective on things. I’m starting to get a little overwhelmed by the amount of work I need to get done this summer, including AP assignments, SAT prep, church VBC, softball, and research/getting ready for college stuff. Half a month in, and I’m still on my knees praying that God will grant me the strength to do it all. It takes a lot of patience to not just take whatever God has given me and run with it; it takes a lot of patience to let Him walk me through it.
Last year, God gave me a storybook-ending and I really had fun with YG. It’s hard not to be nostalgic about it when I know that there’s so much more ahead of me. I feel like this year, I have shifted gears and am starting to be more realistic about things, and I don’t exactly know if that’s better or worse. I really want time to pass already, I don’t like this feeling of being stuck in the “in-between”.
Patience must be a spiritual gift, because it’s too hard to learn.