College

To My Freshman Self

To My Freshman Self

Hi high school freshman me! It is future college freshman you, writing to encourage you in hard truths that you're going to wrestle with over the next four years.

As I begin college, I am borderline-overwhelmed with the repercussions and magnitude of my sin patterns. On many occasions I have found myself giving in to my urge to please people, adapting who I am to a “better” version of myself so that people can only see the side of me that best fits my surrounding environment. I have found myself tempering my boldness. I have suppressed my passion, my ambition, and most of all, my relationship with Christ.

Not Enough Wisdom

Not Enough Wisdom

“What is your best wisdom for my college years?” Camille asks.

What more wisdom can I offer? What bullets are left in the chamber? What gold nuggets are left in the chest? I search and come up empty.

I’ve given you everything I have, Camille. I don’t have anything left. I’ve poured my heart into yours. You already know the best of what I know. I’ve taught you from the heights of my proudest achievements and from the valleys of my most profound failures. Looking back, those vantage points seem desperately inadequate.