PSALM 46 | Be Still and Know
I stood in the middle of the moist, trampled grass. We, old and young, stared upward towards the ashen sky. For what seemed like one continuous minute, the moon stood, then jumped over the sun. Eclipsed. It was long awaited yet unpredictably intriguing.
Twenty three days ago and every day before, I would have been utterly incapable of imagining how incredible God can show His powerful hand in grace, in love, and in the midst of immense life change. To know that when He "he utters His voice, the earth melts" (Psalm 46:6), I can stand overwhelmed by His goodness, which eclipses every other wave threatening to overwhelm.
Twelve freshmen transition passage days, five full orientation days, three active schooldays, and one restful weekend later, I'm swimming. This is college. In all honesty, being displaced and trying to find my place again is and will be a continuing challenge. I have had to introduce myself to more people than I typically meet in a given year. I have had to say goodbye to friends and family. I have had to walk alone. But, what's more, I have love that encircles me behind and before. God has already provided me with friends like none I've had before, with blessings like none I've had before, and with peace like none I've had before.
It is long awaited yet unpredictably intriguing, this adventure I get to call my own. This story is the just the start of many to come. Muse with me.