It’s currently 9:11 am and I have been awake for approximately 56 minutes.
Life is so truly beautiful at the minute. Today is the first day in which a large part of my day, the morning, has been free and open for me to just hang out and do nothing. Tomorrow, packing to move back to Northern Ireland for a little while begins, but this morning I get to just chill.
Last year, if I’d stayed in Stirling for an extra 16 days after finishing, I know that my life would’ve been a lot more dull and the people I spent time with would’ve been a lot less beneficial to my life. But the past two weeks have been so busy and so full of amazing fellowship. There hasn’t been a single day which hasn’t been full of plans. I’ve been so busy that I’ve only just noticed the massive patch of beautiful blue flowers that have sprung up outside my window!
And I’ve liked it like this. I’ve liked that God has made my life completely busy and crazy because it’s helping me to say goodbye, it’s stopping me from sitting and being sad about leaving, it’s like the last hurrah for student life.
The past four years have been privileged in that I’ve known exactly what was coming up when each one ended; but this year I don’t know what’s coming up in September. I don’t have a job lined up or, currently, any big plans set in stone.
But I’m working on it; and because of that I can safely say God has got this. Too many people think that if you just wait around God will drop plans into your lap, but this isn’t the case. Yesterday on Twitter, Donald Miller posted this: