In approximately eight months, I’ll likely join the billions of people working 9-5 (ish) jobs. I’ll collapse on the couch when I get home from the office. I’ll solely look forward to Fridays. I’ll talk too much with my coworkers about the “amazing” lunch I packed. And I’ll completely forget about my dreams because I’ll be spending my days in a lonely cubicle and spending my nights recovering from the workday. That's why I'm so scared about graduating from college.
My excitement about going home for spring break turned into nervousness about the unknown for the rest of the semester. I hate the unknown. That’s why I’m most concerned about the coronavirus. Because I don't know when I can resume my normal life again.
We all struggle to find our identity in Christ alone. We all want to find our value in something we achieve, and we want others to notice our achievements. But Christ notices us—even without our achievements.
Courage is more common than we think. Every single day, we are faced with opportunities to be strong and courageous…or to fearfully back down. I often choose to fearfully back down. I could try to complicate the reasons why I do this, or I could admit that I’m simply terrified and unwilling to trust my Savior.
There’s one giant fear that all these little fears revolve around. It plagues me constantly, especially while I’m writing. I often wonder…
All I know is that life is perfect in Disney…but it isn’t in reality. In movies and TV shows, life is exciting and full of adventure. It includes trips to Paris and falling in love and getting paid to write poetry. So little boys and girls, like myself, create expectations that lead to disappointment and failure. We discover that traveling to Paris is incredibly expensive, falling in love also includes heartbreak, and getting paid to write poetry rarely happens. Unlike what Disney has told us in fairytale movies, our dreams don’t always come true in reality.
I drove away from our church pondering the reality that I may never see my youth pastor or his family again. I can’t remember specific events that impacted me so much, but I do know that he and his family impacted my church and desired to draw us toward Christ. Are goodbyes supposed to be this hard?
I’ve known several homeschoolers who feared that public-schoolers thought they were weird or awkward. I’ve even experienced that fear, and you might, too! I want to address the fears of typical homeschoolers so that we can own up to our homeschooled-ness and not be ashamed of it!
I feel unsure about my blogging future because I'm not sure if blogging will take me where I want to go. I don’t know if or when I will accomplish my writing goals. I can’t imagine blogging for five more years and not getting a book contract as a result. I worry that I’ll keep writing and blogging but will never become a well-known author. I fear that my efforts will be wasted. My blog is just one grain of sand on the vast seashore of the World Wide Web. So why do I keep blogging?
Believe it or not, as an introvert, I find certain situations worrying—even nerve-wracking. In fact, I’ve narrowed down my list of these situations to the three that scare me most as an introvert. These three situations are...
Thankfully, I haven’t had to endure many goodbyes. I said goodbye to my grandfather before he passed away, I said goodbye to a close friend when she moved to another state, and I said goodbye to my sister when she headed off to college.
But now my home is taking a temporary trip to a distant land called “college.”
Fear doesn’t have to control you. Don’t let fears and worries rule your heart because you’ll be a miserable wreck. Let Christ’s love compel you to be brave (2 Corinthians 5:14).
I'm quick to note the sins of society and my friends and my family, but I’m slow to note my own failings. I don’t realize how much I sin in a day, but I do it more times than I can count. I don’t realize how many things I think, say, and do that displease God.
In the world, we are bombarded with messages that tell us who we should be. The world tells us what it thinks is okay and not okay…and we listen.