Every good, and bad, season of life seems to be recorded. We look back
into history books and examine wars, lives and movements. We record so that we
may look back; we can see tangible growth in history.
This little space is just that. It is my history book. Outside of my
personal journal (which I would die without), this space serves as a record.
So, here you will find me in the crux of transition. This sweet little
season is one that I have titled postgrad. I am truly learning who I am,
what I desire in life; intentionally making decisions, which will plunge me
into the ocean that is my future, and honestly, trying not to have daily
meltdowns because seriously people, this is probably one of the hardest seasons
of life to be in.
But amidst this, I know that I am a child of the Almighty. He tells me
great truths about Himself and about myself that I choose to cling to and
believe wholeheartedly in the midst of anxiety and discontentment.
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