Eyes to the sky. Whatever that means, right?
The sun was already beginning to set when I decided all I wanted was the little trail beside the beach — the trail made of sand and salt, the one separated from the sea only by a set of train tracks and some rocks laid haphazardly one over the other. I had maybe forty-five minutes left of light before darkness settled over the little town I've called home since the day I was born.
When I got to the trail, standing up on a little mound of dirt to see the swell, I couldn't help but smile. As expected, it was striking, stunning, perfect, beautiful, the kind of thing nothing else in this world has ever quite been able to compare with.
The water was a pale blue, the white foam of the waves crashing tumultuously on the sun-stricken shore, the rich coppery tone of seaweed washed up, intermingled with seashells and pebbles polished by the breaking waves. I was home.
It's been a crazy few months since graduating college. Suddenly, I'm in charge of figuring out my next step, there's no guidebook on where I'm supposed to go, who I'm supposed to be. It's all up to me. And as I've tried to navigate through the uncharted territory of the future, I've had to fully give myself up to whatever plan the Lord has for my life.
And to be perfectly honest, I need him to take the reins. I need him to guide me because I truly have no idea where I should be heading next. I know my passions and I know what I'm good at. I know I can excel in whatever I put my mind to and I work hard to achieve my goals, but there's only so much I can do. That whole saying: "Do your best and let God do the rest"? Well currently that is my mantra and I plan on sticking to it.
I'm doing my part — putting myself out into the world, applying for jobs that peak my interest and get me excited, networking and talking to as many people as I can to soak up their wisdom and learn from their paths. Leaving it up to God to close the doors he doesn't want me going through, and swinging open wide the ones he wants me to explore further.
I don't believe in such things as mistakes. Roadblocks are what guide us toward the path we're supposed to be on, the train we're supposed to catch before it leaves the station, the boat before it leaves the dock. Every experience we have is crucial in the shaping of who we are and the direction our life is going to take.
I'm excited for the future. I'm excited to see where God leads me and even more excited to see how I can impact the world in a positive, powerful way. I'm going to keep on keeping my eyes to the sky, keeping my faith strong and living happily in the peaceful knowledge that where I'm supposed to be, I will be.