It’s happening again.
A time ends, and a new time begins.
I graduated again. Just like back then.
Back when I was searching and drained.
Had it all but not entertained.
I was at the top. Nothing to stop me.
Not grades or smarts.
Not girls or money or any other part.
I had it all, but what was it?
(I was coming out of high school on pretty much a full ride and plenty of credits to a top of the line engineering college after winning a national tournament and taking college classes and acing several AP’s with all the right technology and stuff and friends and girlfriend [well not this one this time], not to brag, but just the jumble of facts.)
But I missed the point, and I was seeking the wrong things.
Until I got a splash in the face and saw that it was about Him the whole time.
And it’s happening again.
Funds – check.
Fancy degrees and cred – check.
Wanted and encouraged and praised – check.
Right technology and stuff and friends – check.
(Single – check.)
But once again I’m afraid.
Afraid that I’ll miss the point again.
That I’ll seek the wrong things again.
But maybe it’s a cycle so that I can remember.
Memory is the key – (I think that’s from a show)
And this time I’ll follow Him with a little more faith.
I’ll see Him sooner.
I won’t be as afraid.
(But maybe still a little, I’m still learning for the next cycle)