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My dreams scare me. Well, no. My dreams excite me, but going after them with all the unknowns, scares me. And yet, I know God is with me, and if it’s him doing it, I’ll be ok. I’ll make it through. No I won’t make it through, I’ll do so much more than make it through, I’ll make it. Not in the way man says it. “Hey he’s made it, look at him.” No I’ll make it in the way the Jews made it to the promised land. I’ll make it to where God has called me and made a way for me to be. And hopefully it wont take 40 years or wondering around. The bigger the thing is that God calls me to, the bigger the fear is of failing, the bigger I have to either depend on myself, which means I will fail, or the bigger my trust in God has to become. I’ve been working on have a very big trust in God. I need God even in the ordinary. Life can suck. I need God to help me have the strength to do little things like go to class and get to sleep without worrying about a million things, and I need God in the big things, like fulfilling my calling. But I reckon, to God, they’re all big things, cause they matter to us, and we matter to him, and that’s pretty flippin comforting.