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Marking Time

August 24, 2016

Have you ever been in the middle of a tunnel in life and don't know how to find a way out? I've been experiencing a lot of that lately. Not in a depression sense of my life but more in the purpose of it. (If that makes any sense).

I feel as though I am marking time through life not really connecting in what I am supposed to be doing. It's a weird feeling. When we, our marching band, went to church together on Sunday the pastor was talking about relationships and three levels of connections we can have. It got me thinking about my own friendships and relationships but also about the connections of my life.

What if I haven't been connecting in the ways God is calling me because I am too focused on marking time through life?

I realized how much more intentional I need to be with my life. I realized how much I don't want people in my life unless they are "real" friends. So I have decided to do a life cleanse.

My life cleanse just means that the people who are near and dear to me are the ones that I care to put time and effort into. Also with my education, that I may not know exactly what I want to do with pharmacy but I am going to make getting into pharmacy school one of my top priorities.

God has a calling with my life and it isn't to just mark time day by day doing nothing or things that don't have meaning. I never fully understood that or did anything about it. For once, I feel like I am finding my footing in what it means to live intentionally in the Lord.

Are you just marking time through each day?

xoxo,
Em


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