The count down is on.
Maybe sitting before my eminent demise is what is making me reflective, but I can write as a distraction from finals prep, right?
My junior year of highschool is when I made the decision to come to New Saint Andrews. Before that, it had been in the back of my mind for years. Needless to say, I could claim it to be a dream of mine. It just fit with what I wanted to do, and it also built on the education that I had already received. It was a natural dream to pursue.
Now, over a year since having had that dream become a reality, I've realized something: dreaming about a life is much easier that living a dream. It is easy to say that it is cliche, but its a cliche for a reason. I've also found out how easily it is to take for granted something as fantastic as living out your dream. Honestly, sometimes I get so lost in the work, sweat, and tears that I forget that I asked for it. It is so ironic, it hurts.
Pastor Sumpter spoke at the Collegiate Reformed Fellowship meeting last night, and he commented on how sometimes we won't pray for something because we're scared that God will answer our prayer. We know that He will, but we're scared to ask, because we know that it will require growing pains. And I knew that I would have to wrestle with that fear when I decided to come to NSA, but sometimes, you can lose that fight by forgetting how much you wanted it. By forgetting how good it is for you.
It is easy to lose something good, because we're afraid that it will hurt as all get out.
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