things are always moving. are always in motion. changing.
like constantly running around this city with hands intertwined & laughing like maniacs as we venture through hotels, coffee places, skywalks, parking garages, icy bridges, & streets upon snowy streets. never letting go while watching the dark frozen river flow under the bright lights & never wanting to leave the so many precious moments.
like being held responsible for the minds & well beings of the future. having to keep up with older & more experienced adults who constantly evaluate my methods & techniques. having an actual impact on the lives of little children who i hope will grow up to remember the few things i try so hard to teach them.
i’m so used to change—yet i fear the unknown so often. i think the best way of me dealing with this is to recklessly walk with Christ—to completely & fearlessly trust in him. easier said than done. when i finally do— he keeps me moving & keeps me filled with peace & makes my purpose in life stable throughout my constant changes. a beautiful surrender.
2 years ago