Finding Momentum

I get kind of excited to think about what I could be doing in the next step of my life. The idea of work­ing in an area of indus­try I’m pas­sion­ate about, strik­ing out on my own, enter­ing new rela­tion­ships, and man­ag­ing new respon­si­bil­i­ties is really attrac­tive (and deathly fright­en­ing, but I’ve already cov­ered that).

The idea that I have so many things to learn, so many places to go, and so much char­ac­ter to develop is intru­ig­ing to me. I think this is a byprod­uct of being really dis­sat­is­fied with who I am now (I feel too young). So when antic­i­pat­ing this after-college tran­si­tion puts my iden­tity in flux, I start itchin’ to get to the final part.

I can’t believe that two years ago I thought I had it all fig­ured out. These days, I have far less to be con­fi­dent about, and I think that’s a good thing. I have so much more to expe­ri­ence; I have so much more to try, fall, fail & learn.

One of the authors in Scrip­ture describes life as a foot race, in which he “presses on toward the goal” for the “prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus.” God for­bid I give up now.