It was the end of June, I had just graduated college (virtually) and celebrated my birthday (virtually). I packed up my things, and was heading across the country to start my first job out in the “real-world”. I was excited to start the next chapter.
But as stories go in 2020, things did not go as planned. My roommate lost his job and was unable to move, my work decided to be remote until July 2021, and I found it nearly impossible to meet new friends in my everyday life.
I was feeling isolated and alone in the time of my life that promises adventure and freedom. I spent the summer waiting for things outside to turn around.
Once the fall hit I decided to put a pause on what I thought 22 would have in store for me, and I moved back home. I did not imagine the next chapter after school involved heading back to my parents house, but here I am sleeping in the same bunkbed I have been ever since I can remember.
I’ve had time to reflect on this journey that led me here, and I realize that I haven’t been telling the full story. Before leaving college one of my best friends gave me a Bible with a quote from Psalms 119:105 “may this word be a lamp to your feet and a light to your path”. In June, I started a weekly bible study with my Mom. I joined the online course Transforming Questions that met every Thursday evening. And after coming home, I was confirmed on October 17th to culminate the renewal of my spiritual journey.
Maybe this isn’t a story about stretching my patience after all. Maybe this is a story about God’s patience with me, in my journey into his light. I’m glad my grand plans for my next chapter were put on hold, as they made way for something much more important.
