It's the wheel of the world

“Life keeps moving whether we want it to or not.
It's the wheel of the world.” – Carrie Underwood

 
It seems as if my whole life has been building up to this moment. All of the papers, quizzes, tests, and projects have all led me to this final thing. Graduation. Who can really say I am ready? Am I really ready to be an adult? Am I "qualified" in the work force eyes because I have a piece of paper that says I have completed all things Lindenwood has asked me to do? Maybe; but that's not all that of it. Life has brought me to an ending, but I choose to only see this as a new beginning. I have experienced life in a multitude of ways. I have rejoiced with others, cried with others, and walked idly through this life when I should have been passionate. I have made my fair share of mistakes, I have failed at things I have tried, but I have also succeeded well, I have pushed through in ways people never expected me too. There is so much more out there, and I want to go! I want to go see what this life has to offer, I want to jump and fly. I want to experience the highs and lows; I want to see the beauty in the ashes of this life.

I desire to make new friends, refresh the old, and love like there is no tomorrow. I desire God to move in my life in ways that I haven’t yet experienced. I want to walk in step with the Holy Spirit, in love and grace to all that I encounter. I know this life is not mine, I am only given it for a short while, and I don’t want to abuse the time I’m given. I desire to follow Jesus for the rest of my life in big and passionate ways. I desire to not walk idly anymore; I want to be passionate about everything for everything has been created by the one who created me. I want to love with a heart that forgives and gives again. I want to extend grace in ways the Father has given to me.

With only a week left of classes and then a few finals, I rest in the peace of knowing God has the big picture, He has it all under control. I just have to get up and follow.

A piece of paper will never give me worth, or eternal life; only my Jesus can do that. Only can my Jesus define my worth and value and readiness in this life. So thank you Lindenwood for giving me the piece of paper, after five long years, it really is nice of you. But if you don’t mind I am going to take the word and promise of life and faithfulness from the one who created all of this to know I am READY to move on.

Life, here we go, I’m holding on to the Maker’s hand.

 

- Emiley