Somehow – the end of my freshman year
Updated: Jul 1
As my second semester of college is wrapping up and I’m approaching the end of my freshman year, I can’t help but see God’s hand. Deadlines come, yet somehow deadlines go and my work is complete – especially wonderfully complete! – striking me with great joy and amazement. God has me on the edge. I don’t know if He put me there or if I put myself there (or if perhaps He put me there through my actions), but it’s both a scary and a special place to be. When you have four hours to write a 10-12 minute speech and don’t quite know where to begin, well, I don’t know about you, but I tend to freak out. (Heh, I’ve done a lot of that this schoolyear…) But somehow… SOMEHOW beyond my control, God shows up and helps me to meet the deadline, to produce great work, to have determination, to not completely drain myself, and to have time for Him and for others.
What’s the secret? Hah, only God knows! All my part is trying to seek Him above all else (yes, failing miserably at times) and asking Him to help me. I pour out my heart to Him, essentially saying, “You know what, God, I’m at a complete loss and this looks entirely hopeless. I ain’t got a clue how this mess is supposed to fit together, but I want to do well – for You, for my family (they’re paying for my schooling after all), for myself (yeah, yeah, maybe selfish, but I’m just being honest), for my teacher, and for whoever else this will impact. I don’t have much to work with (and maybe You can help me to get started sooner next time) but I want You to help me make the best out of what I have. Thanks!”
And somehow (I still don’t get it) God works in me!
It’s that mystic hand that works outside of all we can conceive. It’s divine intervention into the affairs of man. It’s something we cannot hope to control yet believe, Because time’s Author isn’t lost in time’s sands
And the wingspan of His soaring love Engulfs us in a feathered embrace That races toward us, is ever before us, And stops the clock of our knowledge base –
A knowledge once based in a false aspiration Leading us only to certain damnation But now firmly founded in a faceless Relation Who ceases the madness Somehow