Senior year is crazy. I've spent the majority of my time focusing on music, studying to improve my ever-so-important cumulative GPA, spending as much time with my friends as possible before we part ways for college, and trying to decide where I want to go to school next year. It's unbelievable that I'll be walking across the stage to get my diploma in less than four months.
Jeremiah 29:11: "For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future."
Along the way, I've lost sight of something that I once promised myself and my mother I wouldn't: my faith. I've been so busy that I've forgotten how vital faith is to my life. Each Sunday morning, I convince myself I'll go to church next Sunday. A lot of times, I forget to pray when I need guidance. I've forgotten that cuss words are not the same as other words. When I've feared the future and what is to come of my life, I've ignored the fact that my future is already planned for me, even if I don't know what it is yet. I've forgotten that my faith should come before everything else.
Isaiah 40:31: but those who hope in the LORD will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.
In the last real conversation I had with my mother, I promised her I wouldn't forget about my faith. Today, I am promising myself that I won't let it happen again. I will grow stronger in my faith and renew my relationship with God, and my momma will be smiling.
