I think the age of 22...is the most anxiety-provoking age I've yet to live. :)
While I'm anxious most days, I'm truly joyful at the core of my being, when I stop & reflect on where I'm at. I'm so thankful for the Word of God, and the encouragement it never fails to provide. A good word really does make one glad.
Honestly, three out of four evenings this week-
I've lit candles, turned on some Shane & Shane, and drawn myself a bath. It's been a really symbolic thing for me to deal with any anxiety I've been feeling. As soon as I step out of the tub, I feel I've had a chance to breathe, meditate, reflect, and cleanse myself of any unwanted & unwelcome feelings of tension. I'm ready to rest-and then begin a new day, and take on any daunting challenges that the world brings.
The foreign, unfamiliar realm of grad-school, resumes, job-interviews, rent, bills, (and cooking new recipes!!!)
It can actually be an enjoyable time. Anxiety comes with this new transition into adulthood. BUT...I really, truly wouldn't change where I'm at.
So, let's trade in that anxiety for gratitude. And risk-taking.
