Seemingly Pointless Post at 9PM
I realize now the sheer volume of tasks at hand. The choices that I have are many, the opportunities are vast, and yet my time is little.
It felt like just yesterday when I was walking into a university lecture hall for the first time, thinking about my uneasiness and how it was going to be difficult to start from scratch again. Familiar faces were missing from this environment of “school” that I had been so used to all my life.
As I moved through the motions, this new place became my new home. Peoples’ faces began to solidify in my memory, and to my happiness, they remembered me too. The work load took me by surprise, and the expectation has jumped up suddenly. I always knew that one day, I would have to be responsible for my own learning and future, I just did not expect it to hit me so quickly.
I am not sure what the point of the post is, to be honest with you. I am currently swamped in between a two research papers, a creative assignment and (yet another) Stats midterm. I feel like my past life in high school was too easy, for lack of a better word. During the time that I went through the tasks at hand, it was a big deal. What once was a big deal has now become something in my periphery and now I am taking new tasks head on.
I found this new stride, this new happiness, that I did not find in high school. I used to think that high school was my prime, the only time in my life when I would be happy. As graduation came, I was scared to leave despite the bravado that I had when I found out that I would be going to SFU.
So I suppose I found my point;
What’s happening right now, it will pass.
You are stronger than you think.
You can overcome every mountain, every storm, every enemy.
Never strive for less than what you deserve, which is happiness.
Keep on fighting, never stop believing.
I wish I had someone whispering these mantras in my ear when I was going through seemingly tough issues when I was in high school. At the same time, I am thankful for the suffering and the obstacles that had appeared in my path.
You learn so much through suffering, through pain, through sorrow. Remember that God is always with you through it all. It is through the suffering that God asks us to pray, to discern. He will never leave you. Never forget what you went through, and remember that it does get better.
“God, the Lord, is my strength; he makes my feet like the feet of a deer, and makes me tread upon the heights.”
– Habakkuk 3:17
So keep holding on (thanks Avril), never stop fighting and always keep believing. And spill ink while you do. I promise that future posts will have more purpose 🙂 Midterms are still happening, so… soon. In the mean time, check out the Student Life Network blog for some posts of mine!