I'm at that age now where the group of people I belong to are no longer the college kids, yet not a wife or a mom. I fall into this hodge podge group that is often classified as young adult, career, or young professionals. And I don't feel like any of those either.
I'm not exactly settled into a career, seeing as one job just ended for the summertime and in a week I begin my summer work. Yes, during the school year my job is full-time and provides me with benefits. And my summer work is very similar to my full-time job. But, it just doesn't seem like a career. I have my Bachelor's, but I don't have a specialty, nor have I gone back to school to further either of those things. My work is simply kids. Yet, is it a career?
Which leads me to believe that I'm also not a young professional. Who I imagine are the ones that dress in business casual everyday, have leather briefcases of some sort, go out to lunches, and put everything on the company credit card. Definitely not me either.
Then, there is young adult. Which I guess technically by Erik Erickson's definition, I am. And probably perfectly describes where I'm at in life, but yet, I don't feel like an adult some days.
Sure, I pay my own bills. The place I rent is in my name. I have a credit card. I have a credit score. I live in the city. I have a commute to work. I've joined a church without my parents. I have health insurance in my name. I manage my own money.
Yet, some days, I feel like I'm just playing "adult." I feel stuck in between two worlds. Stuck between who I was in college and who I'll be in 5 or 10 years. I know the steps I'm walking now are paving the way to that future, but my eyes are blind to that future. I have no idea where these steps are leading me.
And maybe that is the Lord's plan all along. To keep me blind to that distant future so that I'll keep my eyes open to what steps are in front of me today.
All I can ask is that, through the transitions, through the steps, through the blindness, He lead me.
My place is found in Him.
"Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes? Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life?"
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