Graduation has been a difficult subject for me to ponder lately. I was reading the Judson Newsletter just to see all the stuff I have to look forward to, elephant walk and pictures, lock ins and practice days. It all sounded so exciting! But I thought about something, they're gonna be announcing what colleges everyone's going to, I don't have one yet, I don't have a solid plan yet and it's not a "scary" thought for me as much as it's a sad thought. Because when I go up there, everyone's just gonna hear my name. They won't hear, Laura Hull, part of one act competitions, or blood donor, or going to Harvard. Just my name. And because the school wants a controlled applause I can only imagine the thought going through peoples' minds for two seconds is, "She didn't think this through, her life is going down hill." By the time they're done with that thought they'll be saying the next student's name and I'll go to a lock in and go home, then to work.
Don't get me wrong, I will have fun that whole night and congratulate friends but at the end of the day the party is over. The world will always win its own wars, it starts its own war and finds a way to stop the war but do it in the most destructive way possible.
We all have that small person in us that says, screw the world. I am my own person. But you know when you look at it again, you care what they think but they don't know the whole story. If the world knew exactly why you are where you are it would be like, okay cool, totally understand bro. But it doesn't care about your story, as far as it knows; you're just not living up to its standards. It will NEVER be entirely satisfied.
In the end, please the person that matters most. God and then yourself. He knows where you're at and He is happy that you will stand strong on that stage knowing that no one else knows what's behind the person you are and maybe, they'll want to find out.
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