subject line: life is a funny thing.


cumming, georgia 

At the moment, my life is perfect. I’m a student/athlete/musician, but it’s summer. I have lazy days filled with joy and laughter with friends. As I type this, I’m listening to a beautiful song “Touch the Sky” by Hillsong United and getting more and more excited about the week ahead when I get to teach kids music every day and be with my favorite people in the world all day every day.

But more often, even though I have an eternal hope, I am down. I worry constantly about my future. I worry about school and my friends and whether anyone will ever love me for me and whether I can live up to my own standards and the standards others have set for me and about finding a job and a place to live and the state of the world and our country and if I will be safe and, oh gosh, I worry about everything. How do I let it go? How can I trust in His promises? I know they’re true. Over and over I have tested them and they have proved true, but I still have trouble completely trusting.

If only life could stay like this forever. Like it is right now. No changes; I hate change. I’m reminded of what it was like when I was younger—no responsibilities, nothing but joy all day every day... pure joy. Pure. Blissful ignorance of the world. We live in a fallen world, but it is still beautiful and amazing and filled with insanely talented people.

Just some thoughts. All I know is I’m going to live in the moment and enjoy the heck out of it. I’m going to be grateful for the music I’m listening to, the house I’m sitting in, the brother in the next room, the sun shining from the sky, the pie I had after lunch, my healthy body, the people I just wrote letters to. The unbreakable promises made to me.

Everything will be ok.