This weekend marks the one-year point from graduation from college (Biola). And I can’t keep myself from being perplexed at all that has transpired in 365 days. There is an overt delineation between where I am, and where I thought I would be. In one years time, I graduated, interviewed for over 30 design positions, got hired, lost my job, lost my living situation, and lost my family; due to my parents divorce after 30 years together (after my Fathers secret decade of infidelity was discovered).
I have been homeless, jobless, taken to collections, talked 3 family members out of suicide, and cried for the first time I can remember. I have been humbled.
Subsequently, I have been attempting to extract life lessons from this year. Most importantly, I have learned to detach my circumstances from Gods love for me. I had to realize that I did nothing to onslaught this tribulation. And In spite of all of this deconstruction and survival, there is a hope that things will improve. And even if they don’t, God is no further from or closer to me then he has ever been. It is only my own stagnation and complacency that cause me to see him deistically.
