growing up

and settling down.

Just kidding. Not totally settled down. I don't have a "forever job" yet, as the youth might say. At least I don't think I do.

I never really expected myself to be here. By here, I mean, living in Houston 1.5 years into my first job, 2 years into a relationship, going to work each day, serving weekly at youth, planning for the future...

Settled.

In high school, my plan was to graduate college, work for 2 years, work in Taiwan for 2 years, and then do an MBA for 2 years. Then go on to travel the world or work all over the place, and then, maybe, consider settling down.

But then in college I read -

Come now, you who say, “Today or tomorrow we will go into such and such a town and spend a year there and trade and make a profit”— yet you do not know what tomorrow will bring. What is your life? For you are a mist that appears for a little time and then vanishes. Instead you ought to say, “If the Lord wills, we will live and do this or that.” As it is, you boast in your arrogance. James 4: 13-16

And so I said to myself, okay. No plans. God's plans only. Wherever and whenever He sends you, you'll go.

But I'm just.....here. And the thing is, this is where He's called me. Not to some far off country to do missions work, but here.

How long will I be here? What exactly is the Lord's will? Am I doing things right?
I haven't got the answer yet.

So I wrestle with what it means to be still. To trust in God and worship His name in the banality of the eight-to-five, in the routine of Friday night youth, in the humdrum of the everyday. To remember and remind myself of the powerful and miraculous God of all creation....while sitting at my office desk, or on my commute home.

To my fellow post-grads who've now been out of school for awhile, what do y'all think?

 12.02.2018