I'm a 17 year-old high school senior. I remember thinking that I'd never get here...that becoming 17 would take forever and that life was basically over once you got that old.
And yet, here I am, 17 and
-on the eve of starting college applications.
-feeling like a BABY.
-wishing I knew exactly what God has in store for me.
-looking back at my high school career and wishing I did better, and then...
-asking God why He made me the way I am.
-anticipating growth and change and good times, but
-afraid of growing up.
Where did time go?! How did I get here?
The strangely comforting thing is that as shortcomings and ToDos and fears flood to my mind, the truth is that everything is as it should be.
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