lucky

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If you’ve had any sort of in-depth conversation with me lately, you know that I have been struck by the staggering wave of my sophomore year. My inner high-flyer has come out strong, and I find myself once again overcommitted, overtired, and overwhelmed. Many days it seems that all the strength I have is poured into only a fraction of the things I need to get done. Rest is difficult to come by, for it seems that the few moments I can snatch to get some peace are filled with tomorrow’s agenda running through my head.

But if you know anything further about me, you know that music is something deeply embedded in my soul. Every old song I hear is connected to a memory, and new songs are memories I am currently making. One night I was driving back to campus after a meeting I desperately had not wanted to go to. Yet it had warmed my heart unexpectedly and fulfilled something in me that I had been searching for. The conversations about God that I had just encountered had awakened me to something bigger. The song that was playing in the car was 28 by Zach Bryan and I found myself grinning ear to ear as my heart simultaneously broke, for a particular line went something like this:

How lucky are we?

And right there I realized that this much is true: How lucky am I that my biggest worries revolve around a college education I am fortunate enough to be getting? How lucky am I that the commitments I have are pushing me to be a better person? And how lucky am I that the relationships I find oh-so-hard to maintain are growing into lifelong friendships? For undoubtedly, I am so lucky to be placed in this beautiful life.

The Lord has been unfathomably good to me. Though it may seem like he is far oft, drifting along the horizon past the piles of copy edits and the study guide for my 4th exam this week, he is there. I have only to open the door and run into His open arms.