Transitions, Transitions, Transitions
Updated: Jul 10, 2019
It’s my third year of college and I still don’t have it figured out. Maybe you weren’t expecting that, but it’s the truth.
So, let this be a reminder to all who are new to college (or school, work etc.) or have been here for a while.
I guess I always imagined that after freshman year I would have everything down, no worries, on track, and better than I ever was before. In my mind, as I go into another year, everything is supposed to get better, easier, simpler.
I don’t know if that is the case. Like I said, I’m three years in and sometimes I feel less prepared than I did as a freshman, just in different ways. I thought my freshman year transition was hard, well it was. My transition then involved a lot of uncertainty, doubt, confusion, loneliness and much more.
Guess what? Those feelings don’t just magically disappear as I get older or go into another year. They just look a little different; they evolve. Those emotions just come with different circumstances and situations. And usually, different people are involved as well.
I don’t know as if we are ever done with transitions.
**Story time: Today, as I went to get my books I was thinking about this post wondering if it would be one of many left in draft mode or if it would go up. Then, I saw this older man, dressed nicely, white hair combed back, the kind that probably doesn’t associate themselves with crazy college students with ripped jeans, headphones in, and messy hair. (if you have grandparents like this you understand :))
He was at the wrong door and was obviously confused about the whereabouts of the bookstore. Something in me said to ask him if he needed help… and he did. He kindly took my directions and proceeded to follow me. As we walked I talked about the new building and how “everything was everywhere”.
“Life is kind of like that isn’t it?”
In my head, I was thinking well, yeah life is everywhere. It’s a mess. But, he took it a step further.
“It seems life is full of transitions,” he said.
Of course, my mind clicked and I gave a little “ha ha I see you” to God.
To all of you going through a transition… and by that I mean everyone. Maybe instead of pushing really hard to just get through it because it will be better after it’s done, we can live through it.
There’s no doubt that it could get better. I think transition might have a bit of a negative connotation. Transitions don’t have to be bad and really not all are, maybe not any? I myself, am more aware of the “bad” ones, I always attempt to rush through them even if I barely scrape by, hey, at least I made it right?
Now, being aware of this, I want to challenge myself and others to not only just push through it but to live through it. It’s not like we will have a time of zero transition afterward, it might be a “better” or seemingly more bearable transition but one nonetheless.
Who knows, you might be missing something really great in the middle of the transition because you’re too focused on sprinting through it eyes closed, holding your breath until it’s “over”.
I believe this is the way God wants us to live because that’s the way His Son lived.
Until next time,
(God, I pray for whoever reads this that You use these words for their good and for their needs specifically. And that anything I might have said that does not align with Your Words and beliefs that You change it so that it does.)