Now, as I sit on a plane leaving D.C. for NC (ok, landed...but I wrote this WHILE flying), I pray God will close the doors He no longer wants pursued and opens the gates to experience His fulness. A year ago...shoot a month ago...I would have told you that all I wanted for Christmas was an acceptance letter from UNC. Now, all I want? I want what God wants. I want His heart to infiltrate mine and spark flames long extinguished from fear and selfishness.
So now, as I wait, I choose to not wait anxiously, but eagerly....for this. This moment for which I've waited for years was written in God's book of life millenniums ago. What have I to fear but fear itself? My human nature begs an answer to a life full of questions. My genetic disposition to goal setting longs for a check mark on that ever growing to-do list. What's my remedy? Music...and lots of it.
I've had "Let Go" on repeat. Again, now as we begin our descent into Raleigh, I begin my, though sometimes fruitless, attempt at letting go and letting God. Here goes nothin'. Wait...haven't I said that before? Guess practice makes perfect...well, at least some semblance of perfect.