There are times when I doubt my purpose. I wonder why I’m in my major, why I’m here at UCSD, what I want out of life. And then it smacks me in the face. Multiple times in one day. I’m running into my friends everywhere, in the most unexpected ways.
First, in the library, catching up with a friend who I haven’t been able to spend time with as much this year as the last. Next, a friend called me with concerns about another friend. I later got in contact with the concernee, and she got to share with me what was going on in her life. Follow that up with Bible Study, where I was proud of the study that resulted. I feel like the study leaders have learned a lot, and we’re finally reaching the potential I felt we could. We’re progressing, and I couldn’t be happier. Finally, tonight, I left study late, after some rousing conversation and ran into a friend. She looked stoic at first, but it was more than I could have ever guessed …
My friends are brave and strong. They are amazing and beautiful. I love them so much, and I am so blessed to have them in my life. I only hope I could be a fraction as inspirational to them as they are to me.
A little cliche, I know, but considering that I’ve been under a lot of stress this week, it has been a wonderful day.