It’s Sunday night.
There are two weeks of school left until finals week.
Summer, and what life will be like after I pack up and move out of my dorm room, is fast approaching.
Things are changing and
things are staying the same.
And I’m thinking and feeling and
sometimes I’m wandering from God.
But there’s mercy, so much mercy.
And grace- I’m drowning in grace.
Which is good because I’d be a wreck without it.
And life marches on.
Because I’m giving a speech tomorrow
and then taking a test.
And then there’s to read
and another test.
And friendships are moving and changing and growing
and life doesn’t slow down.
And I’m so glad there’s grace.