Today God sent me a love note - a "hey! I'm still here, I haven't forgotten you" note. I have Mondays and Wednesday mornings free so I decided I would go back to chapel. Hoping no one would call me out, I sulked to a chair up front - "please don't think I'm weird, I know I'm an alum, so lame, but please let me see a friendly face - a smile - a "oh I totally understand, it must feel good to come back".
Today God sent Emily to me - a sweet ICS major (like me) who feels the pain of uncertainty in the same degree that I have the past few months. We talked, we prayed, I cried (happens everyday now) and God reminded me that my dreams aren't dead. It takes courage, though, to surround your self with "help" like chapel, old mentors, and old friends. Its embarrassing to admit that you have no clue how to run your life and you need guidance - you're not ready to leave the nest. Yet, when you're living for an audience of One - you put it all aside, admit you need help, familiarity, and you run to wherever He can be found. Even if its "lame".