terrified

This summer has been so busy, posting new blogs hasn't really been a priority. Summer has been sweet and rich. Road trips and Rock Band. Late-night movies and early-morning runs. Lazy days by the pool and busy days with friends and work. Mosquito bites and sunburns. Laughter and tears.
But this summer was so much more than the stereotypical summers that most people have. I went into this summer wanting to change, to grow. To transform. That was my prayer from the day I moved all my stuff home from those dorms. And it’s happened. Jesus has grown me, stretched me, moved me, filled me, and shaken me. I am so different.
I could write a book on everything I’ve learned this summer. Ok, maybe not a book. But it would fill up a few more than one blog post. In short, God has answered my prayer, like He always does. I am in awe when I look back at where I was only three months ago.
How do I come back from such a refreshing retreat? How do I transition from my vacation with Jesus to real life? There’s a huge test coming up that I’ve been studying for all summer with Jesus and His Word.
I am scared that I will fail.
That all this will just fade away. That I will get caught up in the same things that swept me away a year ago. That I will disappoint Him.
I wish I had some conclusion to make me feel good about the end of this. Some revelation I’ve come to. I’ve literally been sitting here trying to think of something uplifting to say. But my heart is just sighing.
So I’ll just rest in His grace, knowing His strength will keep me and His arms are always open. And through my failures, His power is shown.