Lately, I have not felt like writing much of anything. It is not for a lack of trying because trust me, my fingertips hover over the keys while I stare at a blank page. The words have just seemed to have left me. Tonight I sat here pondering what caused my absence of lessons to share or even just words at all. I concluded this is a side effect of being in a season of waiting.
This waiting season began with my last post. It began when my final grade was in and my freshman year came to an end. I left a season of working every day towards a very specific goal. Every little thing served a greater purpose of my goals at SMU. And now I have entered the season of waiting for the phone call to receive the news if my hard work paid off and was enough.
I am a detail person and become incredibly stressed when the details are not figured out. You can imagine this doesn’t make God’s job easy with me. I have a lot of trouble being patient in a season of waiting. So this is where I have been– staring at my phone waiting for it to ring, staring at my email waiting for a letter, and just waiting for the details to fall into place.
With that being said, this is not the way to live, people! Highly do not recommend…so this next part…this is @myself and maybe someone out there will resonate with it as well.
Do not waste the waiting. This can be a precious time of reflection and a time to spend with the Creator of you who holds your future. Do not mistake this day for being any less important for another. Live out each day with purpose regardless of what the schedule looks like. God uses the little moments just as much as the big ones and sometimes even more. For in the little moments small changes were happening and one day you will look back and realize things are now completely different. Let your emotions flow and don’t hold your breath. Live your life and don’t just sit paralyzed with a fear of the future because you know who holds your future.
Now you know where I have been. Where have you been? What has been holding back your growth? Journal your thoughts, even if it means staring at the page for thirty minutes before you can form a sentence. Each part of your journey is important and deserves to be recognized.
With love and grace,
Olivia Mars
LiveGrace 