Progress

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Have I been really busy since the last time I posted April 20, 2009?

Actually, I kind of have.

And April 20, 2009 feels like it was six lifetimes ago.

There have been a few monumental events.

But for the most part, I've just been doing my thing. Progressing.

I just finished the first quarter of my second year at DU.
My good GPA is sliding quickly away from me. But so far, I'm surviving.

I've been working at a flower shop for over a year but that career started skyrocketing this summer. After months of menial tasks like cleaning buckets and processing flowers, I finally began that terrifying prospect of designing.

I distinctly remember several years ago, in an effort to free myself from helping with arranging flowers at church, explaining that I didn't like flowers, I couldn't make them look good, and I simply had no talent for them whatsoever.

Now, I'm designing for one of the top-rated florists in Denver.
God has a pretty good sense of humor that way.
What's even funnier is, I love it. It's my favorite job so far. It just happened to fall into my lap last summer, and here I am a year and a half later, absolutely loving it.

I'm continually amazed by the way my life progresses.

Somewhere between April 20, 2009 and now, I've been led to a much different standing with faith and God.
It's always been somewhat of a reality, but lately, It's become so much more significant. Much more continually present.
So that's been a milestone.
And in many cases, I feel like I'm viewing the world through a much clearer lens.

So today is a very, very different day than last April.

I still feel a lot of the time that I'm just hanging on to life by my fingernails. I never fully know what's going on, nor do I really have a solid idea where I'm going.
But. I have so much more of a knowledge that someone bigger and better than me is in control of things. That he'll steer me continually in the right direction.

And that's what changes everything.

It's so strange. I've grown up constantly going to church but things have finally started falling into some certain kind of place. I can't write about anything else anymore. When I used to write pages upon about the guys I had crushes on, I'm now writing about my relationship with God.

Maybe that sounds like a tacky thing to say.
But that's okay.
Because this is where I intend on staying.

It is here that life is continually surprising and continually new. Each day holds in itself a new and unique joy.

And so moving forward, while still a precarious thing, is a little less worrisome than before.

Someone bigger than us is, indeed in control.

There is joy to be had for us yet.