So by now, most of you are aware that today was the first day of school. For some, it's nerve racking especially if you're a freshman and you don't know very many (if any) people; you may even be scared cause this is your graduating you and that you actually have a lot of pressure to succeed so that you can get a career or maybe even continue on with school in a higher level. For some, it was a time to re-connect with friends you haven't seen or maybe even talked to, during the summer months. Nonetheless, the first day can be busy for all.
For me, today was a little odd. Don't get me wrong, I was so excited to see some friends again and spend so much time with them and talking to them and even making friends with the freshmen. But yet I find myself realizing that as much as I had a lot of fun being at school last year (the memories, the people, the experiences), and this year will not be like last year. My classes, for one, are of a higher level (which isn't really surprising because I'm no longer in my first year, so naturally I would be taking classes that are harder. Otherwise I'd be a freshmen forever which I don't really find appealing). But also, the most difficult change that I'm finding is that I no longer live in residence.
Some of you may think that no longer living in residence would be the best thing in the world, I mean no more roommates, no more small rooms, no more residence rules to follow, and a little bit cheaper. Trust me, all of those things are great things which I am very happy about. But it's not too much fun to take a 70min transit ride everyday, there and back, to school. Plus, it'd be harder for homework because I am so far away from the library at the school, which leads me to a big fear of mine. What happens if I go all the way to school and forgot to sign out books that I need to study?!?!? That would be TERRIBLE!! And as silly as it may sound, I am actually dreading that experience and can see myself, in that situation, curled up in fetal position in the corner of my room rocking back and forth. Muttering under my breath "what have I done?"
But enough of that dramatic stuff, it is definitely difficult to transition from a residence student to a student that lives with their parents in their house. I mean I forgot to even pack my lunch today cause I was so used to not ever doing that! What am I going to forget next, my essay? But not only do I need to balance between being at school and being at home, but I have to do enough homework here to be with friends, but also make sure my parents don't think I never want to be with them.
So much to think about, so many worries, so many people to be concerned about. And yet throughout all of my worries and your worries that you probably have (your list could be even bigger than mine) I am reminded about what the Bible says in Matthew 6:25-27; 31-34
"Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes? Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life?
So do not worry, saying, 'What shall we eat?' or 'What shall we drink?' or 'What shall we wear?' For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own."
These words are comforting because as much as I'm worrying about how this year will look and work out. I know that I should stop worrying and rest in the fact that God is bigger than those problems.
What are your worries? Is God bigger than them?
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