Spring break is so close its nearly tangible. And yet I am still two tests, one chapter meeting, one younglife club, and one history lecture away from the freedom I am so eagerly awaiting.
My mind is in a thousand places this week. Which could be due to the mass thunderstorms, severe lack of sleep, spring fever, or some combination of the three…but I will attribute it mostly to spring break.
My heart, however, is also in a thousand places. And I don’t think there’s really anything to blame but myself and my sin.
I would go into detail but I think I’ll choose to avoid, or at least post-pone, processing all of that until a later date. Maybe the plane ride…
Either way, this is my prayer for spring break…and for life, for that matter:
“Attack me, I do this myself, but attack me rather than the path I follow and which I point out to anyone who asks me where I think it lies. If I know the way home and am walking along it drunkenly, is it any less the right way because I am staggering from side to side.” – Leo Tolstoy
I know the way home. I know which direction I am desperately trying to follow after. And it is my hope and prayer that by the grace of God my “staggering” heart and mind and actions will in no way detract from others seeing the way home.