School’s Out

This season feels a lot like not knowing what the next best thing is for me. The next milestone? That next achievement? The next success? That next goal in life that I am hoping to reach and complete?

I’ve found myself missing higher education and learning. Graduations are far into the past. I’m settled into a job. There’s no next step that I am working toward. Day in and day out, I’m just trying to be the best person I can be.

Goal setting and achievements have always been a way that I measure success in my life. I admitted this in small group last week. Minutes later, I was surprised to find that I’m not alone. So many young adults and college graduates are experiencing these same feelings.

So to the women and men who are with me, the freshmen in these adulting years — the ones that feel like they aren’t measuring up to their usual success and to the ones who are having a hard time finding achievements in their new routines — hold these words in Colossians 2 close to your heart.

Colossians 2:6–7 MSG
Just go ahead with what you’ve been given. You’re rooted deeply in Him. You’re well constructed upon him. You know your way around the faith. Now do what you’re taught. School’s out; quit studying the subject and start living it. And let your living spill out into thanksgiving.

What I love most about this Scripture is that it literally says school’s out. God has a humor like that. He has a way of getting our attention with the thing that is distracting us most.

I can’t tell you how many times this semester I have said, I miss school. There’s something about school that had stability, but also brought chaos and confusion, and that turned into something normal and comfortable. Now I’m in a season of silence. It’s a season of learning less, and doing more. It’s a season of staying where I’m at, and remaining thankful with what He has given me. It’s a season of growing instead of achieving. It’s a new way of measuring my success. My success is not found in the things I am doing, my success is found in the things that He is doing in me.

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