This one is interesting--
I've just started my freshman year of college. I've expected something of a hard (but not bad) transition, and I got a hard (but not bad) transition. I've expected I'll need to look for a job, and I need to look for a job. I've expected to have few people to talk with at first, and that's what I got.
A few days ago, I hit "culture shock" and could barely function... I was exhausted, sick of schoolwork already, wasn't sure whether I was done with all my homework, still had to find a job, missing people, and so on. I eventually got over it that same day. But I kept asking, "How am I going to pay for this? How am I going to get a job? How am I supposed to know about any of this?"
And, minus the culture shock, those sort of things keeps building until I feel like I'm going to explode. There's no way I can do any of this; I have no guarantee God will take care of me, I have no guarantee I'll be paid for.
I didn't shave for about a week, which makes it nearly impossible to use an electric razor. I wished I had just a normal disposable razor so I could get rid of the half-beard, and then use the electric razor to keep me from being fuzzy. I thought I might do this at home, but we're out of them there too. So basically... I'm stuck forever with this half-beard until I can find a normal razor. Or a knife or something.
A few days later, I get home. I've forgotten about this whole 'beard predicament' thing (kind of ridiculous anyway, right?). I'm still worrying about whether or not God will give me a job, whether God will provide for payment... so on... and walk in. There, on the table, sits a "birthday package" from Gillette, for me, with a top-of-the-line disposable razor. I laughed out loud.
God says, "I hear you, even with the small things. I hear you with the big things, the money things too. You'll be alright."
Comments (8)
Yeah, I know what you mean. God does that to me all the time. Even things that don't really matter, like seeing a bunny when I needed to.
Hope you do well in college. I saw the pic of your dorm room. Dang, it's small.
That's amazing. God likes to tell us that we're ok in some of the simplest sweetest ways. =)
-Aiya
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I was having a hard day today and it was encouraging to read that you were encouraged. The encouragement spreads I think...
It gets even better. I have normal razor blades in my bathroom. You could have got one by simply asking. But I think God knew you needed something special to start things out right.
every guy should at least cut their beard once with a knife
just to see if he can or cant, and to see how much blood they loose in th process
On Predator one of the soldiers shaved with a knife....if I remember right, it's been awihle...anyways, that' cool how God works that way.
I think Hannahs going adjusting to collage also. Although she lives with us still, but she's up there all day anyways because she works at the book store there.
You didn't tell anyone that another of your prayers was answered =).
-Aiya
ya. its funny how when we stop being stupid and just let God in, things get fixed on their own without our constant frustration!
It just feels like pure madness and genius all in one!
thats the only reason I am able to trust God. He fixes things or makes me feel okay if things dont work out. no other human has that type of power.
-Han-