Life at 27

It’s safe to say, I’m not where I thought I would be at 27. When I graduated high school over 10 years ago, I had hopes and dreams of becoming a teacher or a writer and changing the world. None of which have panned out, none of which involved Jesus.

After finding Jesus and beginning a relationship with Him towards the end of my freshman year of college, my hopes and dreams began to shift focus. I still wanted to be a writer, but wanted to give a voice to people who had none. I was going to be a journalist and actually care for the people I was writing about. This dream looks great, sounds great, and was all about other people. The problem wasn’t that the dream was bad, the problem was that it was still MINE.

I’ve learned in these nine years of serving Jesus that good things, outside the will of God, are no longer good things. Honestly, I’m still learning this everyday.

It is in God’s Will that we find fullness of joy.

It is in His plans that we find peace.

It is in His timing that we succeed.

Not for the glory of ourselves, but for His Name.

Living in a culture where “do what you want” is the norm, it’s hard to step up and do what God is calling you to. Like, really hard. Like, maybe the hardest thing you will ever do. Sorry, no sugar-coating here. It’s going to be challenging. It’s going to take you to places you might never have thought you would go. The only rest in the chaos is the knowledge of Matthew 28:20.

“…and behold I am with you always, to the end of the age.”

So, life at 27. It may look a little different than I thought it would, but it’s ok. God is with me. Always.