When God is knocking at your door, open it. If you're lucky he'll break it down for you if you're too lazy to answer it. It's always the crazy times. Pre-finals, sounds like an excellent time. I might be blessed with the chance to minister in a position I have only dreamed about since Freshman year. Giddy? yes.
Nervous? incredibly.
Humbled? To the floor.
Letting go of being an RA is becoming more and more difficult than I thought it would be but my girls, ready or not, need to start making strides of their own. I can't wait to see what they do.
Oh Lord, please, please, PLEASE keep me in check. This is all you. and if it's me . . . kick it!
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