Yes, in every cliché sense of these words, oure lives are often described as these things. One must end so another can begin. The old must fade into the past so the new can rise. However, as a history lover, I love to study the past be it something as distant as the Sumerians, as recent as the Romans, or as current as reflecting on my bad decision to listen to Fireworks by Katy Perry one more time (because it has been stuck in my head these last few weeks).
Alright, enough of the awkward cliche talk. My point in all of this—reflection and change. Summer is quickly drawing to an end and my last semester of college is fast approaching. This summer has been full of intense growth that has stretched me in some hard (but so good) ways. God has been teaching me a lot about where I find my security, be they my plans for the future, people, image. He is refining my heart and pointing out the things I’ve held as idols and security blankets and is replacing them with Himself. Slowly my death grip on these fake securities is loosening and trust in my Father is growing, a truly freeing feeling.
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