Back to School

My version of "The Thinker"

I find myself sitting in the library at Eastern, in my last semester's favorite hiding spot, once again.  In my break between classes I took a detour to walk around and check everyone out.  I find that the only thing that has changed since I was a freshman in 2001 is me.  But hey, 10 years is quite a long time for life to take it's inevitable course.  Looking around, I momentarily wished that I could turn back time...get that "re-do" that everyone longs for.  Yet as that moment passed, I realized this is where I was always meant to be, scars and all.  As the sun shined on faces I passed, I could only dream of what God has planned for them, and for me.  The more understanding I have of myself, the farther away all the wrong I've done in my life seems.  I see these young faces and can feel my heart breaking. 

Will they choose the right path? 
Will they have regrets like me?
Will they give up like I did then?  If so, will they find their second chance? 
When they see their 28th birthday, will they look back and feel proud?

Back to school cool!

I've been through valleys, up hill and down, much like you have I'm sure.  Through the years we will all see loss, disappointment, contentment, pain and hopefully sheer happiness.  As the Lord lights the steps of my way I pray yours shine too.  I am living proof that God allows u-turns if you find you are going the wrong way.  With age comes understanding; there is more than one way.  I remain in awe of God's providence, especially when I can remember times that I thought my world was perfect, and times I thought it was ending.  Perspective is important to capturing joy, and holding tight to it even when it storms.