I have a big exam today. But some evenings, such as last night, the necessary thing to do is to sit in the open window and watch the transition from sun-kissed to charcoal, as the sky is gradually being painted muted blue and purple, from bright orange and red.
But I can have that apart from the road, as well.
I’ve begun to realize the wonder of love. That sounds terribly romantic and sentimental, but I don’t mean it in that way. I’m talking about those moments of true friendship that take your breath away. The times when you wish a quality conversation would continue on forever. The diversities and beauties of different people, from different backgrounds, desiring one common goal.
It sounds too good to be true, at least I thought so, until I discovered the goodness of those around me: the people who God had placed in my life to help me grow. And, as with any sort of love, these friendships come with a risk: the risk of entering too deeply, or pulling back too quickly, or ending too suddenly. But more often than not, the benefits are certainly worth the risk.
Like the skies, the changes in our lives are often gradual. But as I sit in my window, I recognize that there is a moment when the change is noticeable; there is a time when I can say, “it is dark”, or “this is over”.
My time in college is quickly coming to an end. It has been a gradual ending, but next Sunday, when I move off this campus for the last time, I will claim the end.
It is time to put childish things behind me and look to the future, for there are brighter skies ahead.