In the past few years I have learned so much about myself, how to live in this world, and most importantly God.
About myself: I learned that I am capable of getting through just about anything and not dying. From severe acid reflux/GERD attacks, allergies, juries with my music major, being away from home and anyone I know, and making friends and trying new things.
I learned not all girls are dramatic and gossipy. I learned to do life with friends who quickly became family and were there in my highest moments and my weakest. I had the best first roommate in the world who I know God put in my life for a reason. I made so many friends, girls who welcomed me into their lives so fully and who still call me and text me from hundreds of miles away to check on me and who know me so fully that it shocks me. I never thought anyone outside my family could know me so well. God was showing me to depend on Him and that He would hold me up and help me thrive. The fact that he made people to be friends and family with me that bless me so much still floors me. He is good.
I learned it's okay to cry and to show weakness. To yell at God and to tell Him that I'm angry. To lament. But that it's so much better to rejoice and trust and sing praises.
I learned that people do not always believe compliments but to never give false ones so eventually it breaks down borders with others. This world is hard enough without ripping each other down. Women need other women to strengthen them, affirm them, and pray over them.
In this world He showed me that it's about thriving. I learned that every day is a gift, the highs the lows and the in between. It's up to us what we make it. I went into college with so much anxiety about what would come my way. I would not call myself a learner or academic, so I was terrified what my years would consist of. I learned to work like it depended on me, but trust God because it depends on Him.
I learned God is all I need.
I learned and am learning that He never takes me where He doesn't go first. He equips me and makes me brave.
In this world He showed me that it's about thriving. I learned that every day is a gift, the highs the lows and the in between. It's up to us what we make it. I went into college with so much anxiety about what would come my way. I would not call myself a learner or academic, so I was terrified what my years would consist of. I learned to work like it depended on me, but trust God because it depends on Him.
I learned God is all I need.
I learned and am learning that He never takes me where He doesn't go first. He equips me and makes me brave.
I'm no longer afraid of change, I now oddly embrace it and get excited. I'm not who I was freshman year.
I learned to be free.
In the hardest days of my life living in a different state than anyone I knew in Missouri or Tennessee, God became my constant. My best friend. My love. My everything.
He got me through classes I thought I would fail surely, juries, making new friends constantly, transfers, saying goodbye to the best friends I've ever had, providing new friends, giving me new seasons and teaching me old lessons until I (hopefully) finally got it.
I learned what it is to be a Christ follower, but also what I meant to be a student, friend, child, and just me.
So as I go into this next year doing the last year or so of college online and working this amazing internship, as well as getting ready to go on my first missions trip to Kenya in June(never thought I would feel drawn to a place so much, God opened the way and my heart to the point it aches to be on this ground in a place I've never been like its calling me), I am reflecting on the handiwork of God.
I never thought it would be His will for me to transfer from community college to Missouri and then to Tennessee just to call me back to Georgia to live back under my parents roof for a season, but as I look back I see His hands all over it. I would not be surprised if what I thought was my plan B and C and D were His plan A. I'll ask when I get to Heaven someday.
I can see His handprints all over my story and I pray I allow Him to lead me further and deeper as I step into a new season and farther into my calling.
Life is Good, y'all.
-Lex
I learned to be free.
In the hardest days of my life living in a different state than anyone I knew in Missouri or Tennessee, God became my constant. My best friend. My love. My everything.
He got me through classes I thought I would fail surely, juries, making new friends constantly, transfers, saying goodbye to the best friends I've ever had, providing new friends, giving me new seasons and teaching me old lessons until I (hopefully) finally got it.
I learned what it is to be a Christ follower, but also what I meant to be a student, friend, child, and just me.
So as I go into this next year doing the last year or so of college online and working this amazing internship, as well as getting ready to go on my first missions trip to Kenya in June(never thought I would feel drawn to a place so much, God opened the way and my heart to the point it aches to be on this ground in a place I've never been like its calling me), I am reflecting on the handiwork of God.
I never thought it would be His will for me to transfer from community college to Missouri and then to Tennessee just to call me back to Georgia to live back under my parents roof for a season, but as I look back I see His hands all over it. I would not be surprised if what I thought was my plan B and C and D were His plan A. I'll ask when I get to Heaven someday.
I can see His handprints all over my story and I pray I allow Him to lead me further and deeper as I step into a new season and farther into my calling.
Life is Good, y'all.
-Lex
