When I’m not being selfish and actually look at my surroundings, life is great. I’m in college, I have a great family, I am given everything I need and want. I have a great car, expensive clothes, designer purses, and three pairs of Ugg boots. Who am I to complain about life?
Regardless of that list, I complain every day. I’m not skinny enough or pretty enough, I am really struggling in college, I feel like I don’t fit in my sorority, and I can’t hear God.
“What?”
Yeah, I can’t hear Him. I call, I cry, I pray, I read (occasionally if we’re telling the truth), and I still have no answers.
- What am I supposed to be when I grow up?
- Should I change my major?
- Should I get a Teaching Certificate?
- Is studying abroad a good idea for me?
- Is my relationship with God okay?
I’ve been asking these questions for quite some time, and I hear no answers. And I really don’t have any learning experiences to share or any epiphanies coming my way as I type this. Only Pandora playing, my fingers typing, and the dog snoring.
God, where are you?
My life is so good. I have no reason to complain. Yet, here I am. Lost. Confused. And apparently deaf. I trust that God delivers, and that I wouldn’t be here right now if God didn’t have a purpose with my life.
I just can not hear Him.
Hopefully, some day soon, I can blog about how great my relationship is with our King, and how I got all of my questions answered. But tonight, I have nothing but an empty and broken heart.
❤️,
sSm
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